There was a soft "dou" sound, and a sharp weapon was inserted into the cypress tree until the handle was gone.
Leaning slightly, a small white hand grasped the exposed wooden handle and tried to pull it out, but failed. The little hand paused, and then the veins bulged, as if it took a lot of effort to pull it out.
The little hand held up the flying knife, which was shaped like a willow leaf and was three inches and seven minutes long.
A child's voice sounded: "Master's skill is so great that my disciple pulled it out with all his strength."
"Come here..." A magnetic voice sounded.
The kid agreed and ran back with a bang.
Fifty meters away, Li Jiang turned around and asked: "Brother Shen, how does my skill with flying knives compare to Brother Xunhuan?"
Ah Fei thought for a while and said: "The Taoist master has deep inner strength, and the power of the flying knife is invincible. But without Brother Li's suddenness, I can't see his knife, but you can see the traces clearly."
Li Jiang took the flying knife handed over by Long Xiaoyun, held it in front of him to look at, and said to himself: "It shouldn't be! Brother Xunhuan showed me his flying knife. I made this one according to it. How could it happen? Is there such a big difference?"
A Fei didn't know the answer for a while, and the two of them fell silent and thought about the reason.
Long Xiaoyun looked left and right, and suddenly said: "Master, could it be that Li Tanhua's knife is specially made, while yours was made by an ordinary craftsman..."
Li Jiang shook his head and said: "No! I have personally touched Brother Xunhuan's flying knife. It is made of ordinary steel and has no special craftsmanship. It is just my own fault."
"Is that what Li Tanhua was hiding?" Long Xiaoyun said without thinking.
Li Jiang shook his head again and said, "Brother Xunhuan is not that kind of person. In fact, he made it very clear. There is no secret in his flying knife skills. They are just the same, locking and launching."
"Hey, I don't believe it's that simple. He must be afraid that the master will learn from it, so..." Long Xiaoyun still didn't believe it.
"Don't judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. You must know that the truth is all based on understanding. You...well, you may understand when you grow up in the future." Li Jiang taught him a lesson.
"Yes, master, please keep this in mind." Long Xiaoyun responded obediently.
At this time, Ah Fei seemed to have remembered something and said, "Taoist Priest, could it be that you are not attentive enough? When I see Brother Li having nothing to do, I carve wood with a flying knife."
A word that wakes up the dreamer!
Li Jiang touched the stubble on his chin, his eyes flashing. After a moment, he nodded and said: "Brother Shen is right. Although it is a bit mysterious to say that you have feelings for weapons, Brother Xunhuan and Brother Shen are living examples. ?"
"What do you mean?" Long Xiaoyun asked confused.
Li Jiang patted his head gently and teased: "Didn't you say in private that Uncle A Fei treasured his broken iron pieces so much because he was too poor? Now you will know if you ask."
Long Xiaoyun's face turned red and he hesitated: "Master, I don't...no, I'm just...curious."
Seeing his embarrassed look, Li Jiang burst out laughing, and a smile appeared on A Fei's stern face.
"Let's go, boy. Now I announce that your flute-playing boy is laid off." Li Jiang said.
"Ah? Master, I was wrong, I shouldn't judge by appearance... Sword, don't abandon me." Long Xiaoyun said with a sad face.
Li Jiang glared angrily at Long Xiaoyun, who was moaning that it was not raining, and scolded: "It's a beautiful idea, who will serve you as a master if you run away? Being a master means that you will no longer use the flute, but use the flying knife instead."
"Oh, that's good, that's good. I will lead the horse immediately." Long Xiaoyun ran away in a flash.
Li Jiang stretched out his hand and invited Ah Fei to walk towards the horse bolting place together.
While walking around, Li Jiang suddenly turned his head and asked: "Brother Shen, I really have no interest in knives. In fact, like you, I like swords the most. What do you think if I replace the flying knives with small swords?"
Ah Fei said lukewarmly: "As long as a weapon can kill people, it is a good weapon."
"Well, with the support of an expert like Brother Shen, I feel confident! It can be foreseen that there will probably be an additional rule in the world in the future: Little Li Feijian, every example is worthy of success!" Li Jiang boasted.
A Fei's face faintly twitched twice and fell silent.
A few days later, the three of them arrived in Suzhou.
That night, in a guest room of Jimin Inn, two people sat facing each other next to a candle.
Long Xiaoyun was reading hard while holding a book, while Ah Fei carefully wiped his iron sword with a cloth.
In the silent air, the candlelight made a crackling sound.
Long Xiaoyun raised his head in response, frowned and said: "Uncle Shen, do you think the master is in trouble? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Ah Fei kept moving and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, your master will be fine with his strong martial arts skills."
"Oh, do you think so too?" Long Xiaoyun simply put down the book and gossiped: "Uncle Shen, do you think you can beat my master?"
Ah Fei paused while wiping his sword, and said in deep thought: "I don't know if I haven't beaten you before. But I know that if I didn't have a sword, I would definitely not be your master's opponent."
"What if there is a sword?" Long Xiaoyun asked.
"There is a 50% chance of killing him!" A Fei's tone was decisive.
"Ah!" Long Xiaoyun exclaimed.
Ah Fei put down his sword and said to the stunned Long Xiaoyun: "But your master will not give me the chance to kill him."
"Why?" Long Xiaoyun asked.
"Your master is good at Qinggong. As long as you don't let me get close, I won't have any chance." A Fei said honestly and explained the reason.
Long Xiaoyun patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately..."
"Fortunately?" A voice sounded from the window, and then Li Jiang, dressed in black, got in.
Long Xiaoyun quickly stood up and said: "Nothing. Master, why did you come back?"
Li Jiang touched his head and said with a wry smile: "Ximen Rou's mansion is too big. I searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone. Finally, I had to ask his servants, and then I learned that Ximen Rou had gone out a long time ago. "
Long Xiaoyun stared at him and said, "Then we missed everything?"
"It doesn't matter, just forget it if you can't find him. It's not like we have to fight him. We'll leave for Hangzhou in two days." Li Jiang said nonchalantly.
Ah Fei was anxious and couldn't help but asked: "How many more days will it be delayed?"
Li Jiang nodded and said: "Well, Suzhou is a big city. There must be a blacksmith shop. I have to make a few small swords."
Ah Fei's face twitched when he heard this, but he didn't express any objection.
Long Xiaoyun had the spirit to break the pot and ask the question, "Master, what little sword is that?"
"You'll know tomorrow. Let's go back to the room and sleep." Li Jiang was too lazy to pay attention to him and went out first.
The next morning, the three of them got up early and searched for a blacksmith shop throughout the city.
At first, I looked for two companies that were not suitable. They were making farm tools and kitchen utensils, but they didn't have the qualifications to make weapons.
At almost noon, the three of them finally found a shop on the outskirts of the city. The government here seemed to have loose control, and swords, guns, swords and halberds were openly hung in the shop.
Li Jiang drew a pattern and discussed it with the craftsman.
Concealed weapons are completely different from the weapons held in the hand. It does not mean that the Yitian Sword can be used if it is scaled down. This must take into account counterweight, aerodynamics, etc.
Although the craftsmen do not understand theory, they have skilled experience and know where to add more, where to add less, and how to shape the shape.
Less than half an hour passed, and the sword pattern drawn by Li Jiang had been changed beyond recognition.
What appears on the new drawing is a shape similar to an ancient bronze sword.
The tail of the I-shape takes up one-fifth, and the lower four-fifths are flat, and become more pointed toward the front end.
It is three inches long and can be held with an I-shaped pole when firing, or can be held between two fingers.