Because Yan Bing made the "grinding machine tool" that he made was too novel, at the strong request of his fifteenth senior brother, Yan Bing handed over another sword embryo to him to polish it.
Lu Liang's polishing skills are naturally very calm.
Forming, cutting edges, sweeping edges, and a set of movements complete.
Because the first sword was made by Yan Bing, who could not polish, the sword body was thinner than the later one, so he installed the first sword with a water-like sword hilt and a handguard, while the second sword hilt and handguard of Broken Rock.
After installing the hilt of the sword, Yan Bing directly held up two hundred-sharing steel swords, ran out of the blacksmith shop happily, and rushed to the bookstore.
No matter how the elder brother shouted, he didn't even stop.
"This prodigal girl... I'll just throw it away!?" The elder brother looked at Yan Bing who was gradually moving away, shook his head, and then said to Lu Liang: "Little Shiwu, you go back with your junior sister. I'll wait here for the blacksmith boss, and today is the third day."
Lu Liang didn't think much about it, nodded and chased after him.
It was not until he followed Yan Bing to the market that Lu Liang suddenly realized something was wrong.
After slapping my forehead, I suddenly realized: Senior brother is trying to help me go away, so I can just eat the remaining five taels of silver alone!??
Thinking of this, Lu Liang was so angry that he wanted to turn around and tell the plot of senior brother in one sentence!
Then, get a piece of the pie……………
But now I can't get out.
If the junior sister is left alone, if there is a little trouble along the way, then the master will not be able to kill him...
After measuring left and right, Lu Liang had to bite his back teeth, slapped his thighs, and continued to follow his junior sister back.
On the other hand, Yan Bing.
These days, she either blows fire beside the stove or brushes steel in front of the iron felt. Her face and body are covered with ashes, which are dirty like a black monkey, and she is very embarrassed.
Now, holding two bright big swords, swaying across the market here, rushing all the way.
When pedestrians on the street saw it, they thought she was crazy about gaining and losing, so they ran away in scattered.
But she didn't care at all, so she trotted into the book market, kicked open the door of the bookstore, headed straight to the backyard, and shouted: "Master! I'm back!"
The old man was still in bed at this time, and he was in a state of unhappy business for three days.
When I heard the voice of the little girl outside the yard, I knew it was Yan Bing, but I didn't want to pay attention and deliberately stayed in the quilt without making a sound.
As a result, the next second, I saw my door kicked open with a small foot.
A little face like a black monkey came in and carefully shouted: "Master?"
The old man was so angry that he got up and cursed, "What kind of decent things! What kind of decent things! A girl dares to kick his master's door in every family!? He has turned against you!? Do you think I, Feixiamen, have no family rules? You……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
In the dark room, Yan Bing suddenly jumped in, holding two bright long swords, holding high, and smirking at him. The picture was once very strange...
"You..., my teacher is just saying a few words! Do you still want to kill your teacher?" After saying that, the old man turned over and got out of bed, then shouted: "Come on! Today, my teacher will fight you for 300 rounds! Teach you how to be a human!!!"
Lu Liang, who was standing beside him, hurried in and bowed and explained, "Master, you misunderstood. This is a sword specially created for you by the junior sister who has not been sleeping for three days. Today, the sword is completed. The junior sister is happy for a moment, so she has been confused about etiquette and law. I hope Master can calm down her anger."
Although Lu Liang's words were a bit exaggerated, they were reasonable. The old man was only half angry, but he was still very stubborn. He lowered his head and put on his shoes and said, "What kind of sword can have my broken rock, like a water treasure?"
Humph!…………… But I think of you in my heart, I will spare you this time for my teacher….”
After saying that, he walked out of the door and went to the yard, found a chair and sat down.
Yan Bing was originally full of joy and thought he could make the old man happy, but the old man looked disapproving and was inevitably a little disappointed, completely losing the excitement he had just now... and walked into the yard with his head down.
When we arrived at the yard, the light became much brighter, so the old man could see the details clearly.
At this time, Yan Bing's face and body were covered with black stains, and his clothes were even dirty as if they were taken out of the mud. Even the silk hanging on his arms burned several holes.
Compared to the beautiful girl before, she looks like she has become a different person.
Realizing that Lu Liang's words were not false, the old man couldn't help but feel moved and felt a little distressed. Thinking about what he did just now, he felt a little guilty, so he said in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Qihua..., thank you for your hard work these days..., Come, let me show you the sword you made for me..."
Yan Bing lowered his head, pouted, walked over, and handed one of the swords.
The old man took the sword, looked at it, and then raised his finger and flicked it. The phoenix sound like a bell rang again, endlessly.
"Well! Not bad..., I just don't know how hard it is..." the old man pondered slightly.
When Yan Bing heard this familiar tone, he immediately became energetic and said, "There are other swords in the teacher's room!? Why not give it a try!?"
When the old man heard this, he was so angry that he thought that his collection was of ordinary quality. Just a sword that you little guy made temporarily, and he dared to use my sword to test the edge? OK! I will kill your sharpness today!
Thinking of this, he put the Baijian Steel in his hand on Yan Bing's hand, then raised his hands and shouted: "Snow melts! Like a soul!"
With two rubbing sounds, two swords flew out of the house, like two meteors, instantly slid into the old man's hands.
The old man raised his hand and smiled wickedly: "Which one do you want to try first?"
"Everything is OK!" Yan Bing grinned and slowly raised his left hand...
Lu Liang, who was standing aside, was almost crazy when he saw this scene, jumped over, opened his arms and blocked the two of them, shouting: "Junior sister! You can't do it!!!"
Yan Bing quickly put down his raised hand and looked at Lu Liang with a puzzled look.
Lu Liang took the opportunity to walk forward and said to Yan Bing: "You broke the broken rock and it's like water. The teacher has been unable to get out of the ground for three days. It's been getting better now. Don't get into trouble again!!"
Yan Bing was also stubborn and said, "But Master doesn't believe that I am a sword..."
The old man beside him also asked in wonder, "Lu Liang? What do you mean?"
Lu Liang, male, 17 years old, has a pure and scheming person since childhood, and has never lie a few times in his life and has a straight man with advanced cancer.
Lu Liang, who had never had a mind to turn, was forced by this desperate situation and forced to run his brain that had not been moved for a long time. His eyes were randomly searching. When he saw the millstone, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and finally got the best answer at this moment...
He turned around, bowed and said, "Master, although these two swords of junior sister are far inferior to your old collection, the soldiers will inevitably suffer damage to each other when they meet each other. Moreover, these two swords were created by the junior sister after all... It's a pity to destroy it. Why not let the junior sister try the sword against the millstone? With the strength of the junior sister, the sword will be cut down. If the sword is not rolled, it will be a top-notch..."
The old man knew that Lu Liang was trying to keep the two swords that his junior sister had worked hard to make. He thought to himself, you little fifteen had a day of enlightenment today. When you were happy, you gave up and pointed to the millstone and said to Yan Bing: "Well, then follow your senior brother's painstaking efforts, go there to try the sword."
Lu Liang then breathed a sigh of relief and stood back to the old man.
Lu Liang's original intention was to let Yan Bing cut the millstone twice, which could not only prove himself, but also not slap his master in the face. This matter was over.
But Yan Bing obviously had a wrong idea..., holding up two swords, coiled around the mill, and found the broken rocks and water that were previously embedded in the mill.
Then nodded to Lu Liang and his master.
Lu Liang is still wondering?
What does it mean to ask you to chop the millstone?
The next moment, Yan Bing raised his left hand and slashed at the half-broken blade exposed by the Broken Rock... With a bang, Broken Rock broke down in response. The broken Rock wiped the old man's shoulders and a tingling sound, nailed into the wall behind the old man.
The old man's smile gradually solidified...
Yan Bing raised his right hand again, and slashed his backhand, and it broke again like water. The fragments rubbed the old man's temples, and with a tingling sound, it also nailed into the wall behind the old man.
The old man's smile gradually disappeared...
Then Yan Bing raised his swords expressionlessly, looked carefully, and said, "No..., look... there is no curled blade..."
The old man's face turned pale………………
Lu Liang next to him covered his chest, gasped, and squatted on the ground in anger, cursing in his heart: Mom, look at your sister!! You did it on purpose!!! You did it on purpose!!! Are you slapped your master in the face!!!???
After a while, after tidying up his mood, Lu Liang hurriedly stood up and persuaded his master, "Master! Don't be angry! Actually.........,"
Before Lu Liang finished speaking, the old man suddenly slapped the chair, sat up, and shouted: "God bless me Feixia Gate!!! I am going to send it!!!"