"Moye, pull the box." The old man picked up the heavy sword weighing a hundred kilograms with one hand and threw it into the iron furnace.
The girl Ou Moxie rushed over to pull the bellows. She pulled vigorously, and her strength was really no less than that of an ordinary man.
As the stove heated up, the epee slowly turned red.
Seeing that he had nothing to do, Xie Changyuan walked into the kitchen, picked some garlic, smashed it, cut the meat and cooked a bowl of noodles.
He picked up the noodles and slurped on them, walked slowly outside, and watched Ou Yefeng practicing his sword with pleasure.
"When I was in the military camp, I really liked watching you forge, old man. I wanted to learn skills from you several times but refused. Now that I have only one hand, you will have no luck even if you change your mind." Xie Changyuan chewed the noodles.
Shake his head.
He only had one hand left, so naturally he didn't have the hand to hold the chopsticks. He just put his mouth to the edge of the bowl and sipped the soup and water into his mouth.
Listening to the commotion, the girl blowing the bellows looked back from time to time, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, and she was very greedy.
The old man ignored Xie Changyuan and continued to use the sledgehammer to repair the epee. Every time he hammered down, large sparks flew out.
Perhaps because of her greed, the rhythm of Ou Moxie's bellows began to become unstable, and she frequently turned back to look at Xie Changyuan's noodles, and even moved her delicate nose to smell them.
As a result, a spark was directly inhaled into her nasal cavity, causing the little girl to sneeze.
It doesn't matter if it's a sneeze, the key is that the spittle with two big pieces of snot directly splashed onto the epee, making a squeaking sound, followed by a puff of black smoke.
Ou Yefeng's hand that was swinging the hammer paused, and he looked motionlessly at the red-hot epee. There was a patch of darkness on it that was particularly eye-catching.
The old man's face became darker and darker, until he slowly turned his head and glanced at his granddaughter, and was speechless for a moment.
"It's all Xie Changyuan's fault, he used noodles to seduce me!" Ou Moxie quickly covered her head, fearing that her grandfather would hit her on the head with his fist.
Seeing his granddaughter's pitiful appearance, Ou Yefeng had no choice but to look back and cut Xie Changyuan into pieces.
"This sword is useless. Hurry and go to the mountain to collect some gold and iron. Come back and give the spirit girl some food."
Ou Yefeng took off his heavy apron and sat next to him to drink water.
"Tch." Xie Changyuan rolled his eyes.
Seeing Ou Moxie gloating about his misfortune, he gulped down the noodles in the bowl without feeling too hot at all.
Ou Moxie "..."
Soon, Xie Changyuan prepared a hammer, a pickaxe, and some food and headed up the mountain.
Before leaving, he discovered that Ou Yefeng was drawing a drawing, so he curiously approached him.
Looking at the drawing, it seems that what is drawn on it is a draft of an armor.
"Old man, are you still studying Overlord Armor?" Xie Changyuan was a little happy.
"My head hurts when I see it." Ou Yefeng shook his head.
The Overlord Armor is named after Xiang Ji, the emperor of the Chu Dynasty in ancient times. It is said that during his campaigns in the north and south, he asked an expert to forge a pair of armor. Its design was exquisite, ingenious, and could resist the attacks of land gods.
Attack can be said to be invulnerable to water and fire.
Over the ages, Overlord Armor has only appeared once. The forging skills have not been passed down, and the style can only be found in ancient books. How many metals are there, what is the mixing ratio, and the crafting techniques are unknown.
And this is Ou Yefeng's lifelong goal, and it is also what he promised to give to Xie Changyuan.
"It's okay, take your time, I'm not in a hurry."
"Go away, I really thought I could live a long life. If I burp my butt in a few years, this will be a lifelong regret!" Ou Yefeng kicked Xie Changyuan on the butt.
Xie Changyuan went on the road with a smile, but behind him, there was a short figure following him furtively.
There is a mine in the mountains and forests, which is completely uninhabited and has not been mined by anyone else.
The reason why Ou Yefeng chose this place to live in seclusion was naturally because of the quality of the iron and stone in this mine.
Xie Changyuan did not go directly to the mine, but went to a low mountain not far from the hut.
There is a cave there, and the exit is blocked by a solid iron fence.
He silently came to the front of the cave and placed all the food he carried in front of the cave entrance so that the people inside could reach it.
He didn't say anything more, put down his things and walked away silently.
There was no movement in the cave for a long time. After a while, Ou Moye's figure appeared. She skillfully came to the front of the cave and shouted softly into it.
"Sister Changling, come out and eat quickly." Her voice was clear and sweet.
Compared with when she faced Xie Changyuan, her tone at this moment was more approachable, and the inherent cunning in her eyes no longer existed.
Inside the cave, there was a rustling sound, and soon a figure appeared in front of the iron fence.
This is a woman, about 20 years old, with a dark complexion and dull eyes.
Her face is not stunning, but there is a hint of heroism between her eyebrows. If you ignore her dull eyes, she must be a dazzling woman if she changes her outfit.
Seeing Ou Moxie, the woman named "Chang Ling" also giggled, stretched out her hand, picked up a piece of grain cake, broke it in half, and handed one piece to Ou Moxie.
They just ate happily through an iron fence.
.....
Of course Xie Changyuan knew that every time he went to deliver food, he would be followed. After all, he was rarely at home, and Ou Moye was responsible for delivering food.
Over time, the women in the cave seem to have developed trust in Ou Moxie. Only when Ou Moxie is together can they eat with confidence. This is what Xie Changyuan wants to see.
Just thinking of the woman in the cave, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
The iron ore mine is quite large. According to usual experience, Xie Changyuan went to the deepest mine.
In the mine where he couldn't see his fingers, he skillfully used a pickaxe to hit the ancient iron stone and judge the quality of the iron stone based on the sound. This skill was taught to him by Ou Yefeng among the few.
Crisp is strong, deep is soft, this is the information revealed by the sound of iron and stone. This time Xie Changyuan needs to take two hundred kilograms of hard iron and three hundred kilograms of soft iron as materials to make a new sword.
The epee is, after all, a consumable to him.
More than half an hour later, Xie Changyuan picked up a large iron stone, estimated to weigh about two hundred kilograms.
Just as he was about to collect soft iron, he suddenly noticed the sound of gravel rolling around him, and there was a faint and regular vibration under his feet.
"Oops, the earth cow has turned over."
Xie Changyuan sighed secretly and ran away without caring about the guy at hand. At this time, the mine began to collapse.
The collapsed rocks blocked the way out. Xie Changyuan raised his hands to protect his head, looking for another way out.
Suddenly, he seemed to notice something in the chaos, and suddenly looked back.