The frost river is frozen, and broken bridges appear again...
Although the people on the street were happy, they also set up oil umbrellas one after another, strolling among the white snow, laughing and playing, but the tips of their noses were red from the cold...
The snow in Hangzhou is different from that in the north
It's not as fluttering as goose feathers, nor as light as cotton wool, but more similar to ice crystals. Maybe... it's because the humidity in the south is too high...
Zhao Dewei sat in his father's dormitory and slowly tasted...
Although the Supreme Sword Manor is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, it is no longer the lively scene it once was...
In the past few years, the family fortune has declined, and many guests have left here to find another way out. Even though Zhao Dewei tried his best and opened some side businesses relying on the contacts he accumulated over the years, it was still difficult to maintain the huge size of Supreme Sword Village.
of expenses.
Since the secret casting method of Baishang Steel has become a drunken chat among many blacksmiths from being little known, the Supreme Sword Manor, which relies on sword casting as its main business, is bound to come to an end. Zhao Dewei also said this as early as three years ago
I had already predicted this before, and tried to persuade my father several times to put down my body and dignity and go to make peace with the Feixia Clan, but my father scolded me and I had no choice but to do anything.
Now, he has withdrawn from his surroundings and driven away his two elder brothers and younger siblings. He just wants to have a detailed talk with his father for the last time in these recent years...
It's raw...
It's death...
It’s prosperity again…
Or heading towards destruction...
Today...we have to make a decision...
The table was covered with red cloth, and the dishes were all over the place. In the huge living room, there was only the gentle sound of drinking and the rustling of the wind and snow on the paper windows. This tranquility was not broken until a loud laugh!
"Hahahaha! My father is back! Hey? Wei'er? Why are you alone? Where are your brothers and aunts?" Zhao Wuji took off his cloak, threw it on the shelf, and strode to the main seat.
Sit with your robe lifted...
Zhao Dewei held the wine glass, slowly raised his head to look at his father, and said in a deep voice: "I have something to say to my father alone, so I asked them to leave..."
"This...isn't it good to celebrate the New Year? Although you are in charge of the house when my father is away, if you keep doing things according to your own temper, you will inevitably be complained..." What Zhao Wuji said
Naturally, but the twinkle in his eyes also proved that he was aware of the strange atmosphere.
Zhao Dewei slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, pressed his hands on the table, and replied with a wry smile: "If there is no skin left...how can General Mao be attached? The Supreme Sword Manor is in such a state now, a few complaints...don't care about him anymore."
What's more...Father, you came all the way back from Jinling. It's windy and snowy outside...Please eat some food first and drink some wine to warm your stomach..."
"Hmph!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji raised his hand and slapped the table, scolding in a cold voice: "This is such a happy day! What nonsense are you talking about! Are you going to stop being a father even after the New Year!!"
"Okay... let's not talk about this anymore... Father, please use your chopsticks... Father and son, let's talk while drinking..." Zhao Dewei said as he picked up a piece of meat and put it into his father's plate.
Zhao Wuji's face looked a little better now, he glared at him, raised his hand to pick it up and ate it...
At this moment, Zhao Dewei slumped back on his chair like a deflated balloon...
"What? Wei'er, why don't you eat...?"
After all, Zao Wuji was in his late teens, and he noticed something strange in his eyes...
Zhao Dewei also smiled wryly and shook his head. Ling Ran replied: "The dish... contains 'Hua Gong Powder', so I can't eat it!"
"What!! You!! You're crazy!!" Zhao Wuji shouted! Then he threw away the chopsticks in his hand and prepared to induce vomiting, but Zhao Dewei on the side listened unhurriedly and replied: "You can vomit..."
The effect of this Hua Gong Powder is only available once, you spit it out... our Supreme Sword Manor... there will be no Grandmaster from now on..."
Hua Gong Powder...
Supreme Sword Manor’s secret medicine for imparting power!
Whenever the previous generation leader wants to pass on his own skills to future generations, he needs to take this medicine first, and then use the secret method of Supreme Sword Manor to move the sea of Qi, travel through several meridians and veins, and then he can transfer all his energy to the next generation.
The skills and the sea of qi in the body are transferred to future generations.
However, the secret method of this heavenly secret must be very harsh. For example, the person who crosses the Qi must have a body without seas to avoid the two seas breaking the belly and the true Qi flowing backward. The Hua Gong Powder can only be used once in this life. After crossing the Qi...
The muscles and veins of the original body were completely destroyed, and no skin or bones remained...
In other words, if Zao Wuji spits out this piece of meat now, he will no longer be able to transfer his Qi sea to future generations in this life...
And when he transfers the sea of qi to Zhao Dewei, he will also die...
But Zhao Wuji, who wanted to understand all this, slowly stopped his anger, stared at Zhao Dewei's eyes for a long time, and then laughed heartily, with a bit of sadness and unwillingness in his laughter.
, a bit relieved, a bit... gratified...
"Okay, okay!! As expected of me!! So cruel!! So spicy!!"
Zhao Dewei stood up with a sad face, bowed his hands and said: "My son... I really can't think of any other way... I can't just watch the thousand-year-old foundation of Supreme Sword Manor! It was eventually destroyed at the hands of my father...
I hope my father... Haihan..."
"Hehehehe... I thought... I would have two more years of freedom... Let you force me like this... That's it, that's it!!" Zhao Wuji waved his hand with a wry smile, then picked up the chopsticks on the ground and used his sleeves to
After wiping it, he continued to look at the dishes on the table, wiped his mouth, drank the glass of wine in one gulp, stood up, waved to Zhao Dewei, and said: "Father, you have eaten enough, you... come here
Bar……"
"yes……"
Zhao Dewei lowered his head and walked over slowly...
But Zhao Wuji suddenly raised his hand and slapped Zhao Dewei in the mouth with "Pah!"
"This slap! This is my father's punishment for your unfilial piety!!"
Zhao Dewei nodded, lowered his head and said nothing...
"Pa!!" Another mouth!
"This slap! I blame my father for not being cruel enough! Let me hold back the tears on your face!!"
Zhao Dewei was stunned for a moment, then raised his sleeves and wiped his face. In the end, only a pair of red pupils that looked like blood were left...
Zhao Wuji looked at his son, nodded happily, and continued in a deep voice: "Actually, even if you don't force me to become a father, I will only have a few more years to live as a father... Before I became a father, I suffered that... at Zijinmen.
The conspiracy of two old ghosts! I was forced to take a poisonous poison, and I was forced to guard the Purple Gold Gate all the time. I thought I would wait until your brother passed the age of adulthood, and then use the method of crossing the power to be clean...
...Now...I can only leave everything to you..."
"Father, don't worry...my brothers, sisters and aunts, as the head of the family, I should protect them!!"
"Well... then your two brothers..."
"They were involved in what happened that year... I need to give the Feixia Sect an explanation..."
When Zhao Wuji heard this, his expression changed instantly! But soon... he became calm again...
"That's all, after all, after my father dies, I won't be able to see anything... But I'm just worried about my father... Is the person you made a pact with... really trustworthy?"
Zhao Dewei smiled coldly and replied in a deep voice: "People... never believe in... appointments... and the same..."
"Then why are you still..."
"Because I have no other choice... I can only gamble... Betting... there is still a chance, but if I don't gamble... there is only a dead end..."
"Okay, okay... Anyway, these troublesome things will all be shouldered by you from now on... Wei'er, turn around, sit cross-legged and rest, it's time to perform your duties as a father..."
"yes……"
…………
"Weier... you seem to be thinner than before... remember... to eat more meat..."
"yes……"
"Weier...if you fall in love with any girl from now on...let it be left to your aunt to take care of it...don't...procrastinate..."
"yes……"
"Weier... are you still there..."
"My son is here..."
"It's weird...who turned off the lights...my father can't see clearly..."
"…………"
"Weier...are you still there..."
"My son...is still..."
"Father... I'm a little cold... I ordered someone... to add more firewood..."
