Lan Xi seemed to be touched by Bobo's words, with some unspeakable envy in his words.
"Then what about Mr. Lanxi? Why did you come back here? Mr. Lanxi obviously looks like a nobleman."
Bobo was also curious as to why Lan Xi was here. After all, Lan Xi's style of painting was completely different from theirs.
"This," Lan Xi looked to the west, where were his hometown, his lover, and the twenty-nine tombs he had built with his own hands.
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"Teacher Lan Xi, Teacher Lan Xi, what is this word?"
In an ordinary village, several boys and girls dressed in simple clothes, holding books obviously written by human hands, surrounded a man wearing white clothes and long blond hair, and asked curiously.
"This is a cast character."
This man, who looked like an aristocrat, looked at the wide-eyed children around him, smiled from the bottom of his heart, and answered their questions patiently.
"Made by casting? Teacher Lanxi, what does it mean?"
"Casting, just like little Bryant, you all should know what his father does?"
Lan Xi touched the head of this sturdy little boy, and it was obvious that this little Bryant was referring to him.
"I know, I know, uncle is very powerful. He can make many hoes. The ones used in the village all come from Uncle Bryant. My father said that Uncle Bryant is the most powerful blacksmith in the village.
, better than the adults in the town."
A little girl wearing a floral dress, with two small braids pointing up to the sky, and a little baby fat, raised her hands high.
When he came to the front, he said to Lan Xi as if he were offering a treasure.
"Yes, just like Bryant, he is a blacksmith, and his job is to cast."
Smiling at the children surrounding him, Lan Xi explained to them.
"I know! I know! My father taught me to throw those things into the stove, then fan the fire all the time, and use that big, big hammer to hit, hit! But I'm tired!"
The little boy whose head was touched by Lan Xi raised his head. He looked at Lan Xi and then at everyone else. He kept gesticulating with his hands, becoming more and more excited as he talked.
"Yes, little Bryant is so smart."
Seeing the little boy talking more and more excitedly, Lan Xi felt like he couldn't bear to interrupt him.
"I want to be like my father in the future and become the most powerful blacksmith in the village. No, I want to become the most powerful blacksmith in the whole town!"
The little boy named Little Bryant kept making gestures and talking about his "big" dream.
"Wow, that's amazing!"
Everyone around was attracted by little Bryant's bold words.
In the minds of these children who have not yet grown up, the most prosperous place should be the town more than ten miles away from the village. Every time someone from the village enters the town, it is the happiest time for them.
In their impression, everything in the town is the best, so if they want to become the most powerful blacksmith in the town, they undoubtedly have to become the most powerful person in the world. For them, this is
This is already a very lofty dream.
"Haha, it's a good dream for a son to inherit his father's legacy."
Looking at them with a smile and the longing in their faces, I suddenly remembered something interesting and spoke.
"Do you know what the most powerful blacksmith in the entire history of the empire has done?"
Hearing the question asked by the teacher, all the children were aroused. They talked about it one by one, showing their wild imagination.
"It's a huge hoe! It can hoe all the land in the house at once!"
"I guess they made a carriage, just like the ones in the town where the nobles sit!"
"I guess a bow and arrow that can be fired by itself must be much more powerful than the one used by the hunter!"
This is a little boy who often wants to go hunting with the hunters in the village. He has been coveting the bow and arrow of the hunter in the village for a long time. He thinks that bow and arrow are really cool.
"None of them."
Lan Xi shook his head slightly, amused by the children's magical imagination, and was ready to start telling a story.
"Huh? Not even that? What is that?"
Sure enough, all the children's curiosity was aroused by Lan Xi.
"Let me tell you, the most powerful blacksmith in the history of the empire should be the legendary patron saint of the empire."
Fortunately, Li Mu was not here at the time. If he heard that Lan Xi thought of himself as a blacksmith, he would have laughed and beat Lan Xi violently for three days and three nights.
"The patron saint of the empire? I know! The village chief grandpa said that he is a very powerful person!"
One of the children said, showing off something that the other children didn't know.
"That's right, according to the imperial records, he was the one who made the thirty-six artifacts that subdued the country."
"What is the artifact that governs the country? It sounds so powerful!"
"I don't know either. I've only seen a few descriptions of those artifacts in the records."
"Teacher Lan Xi, please tell me~ Just tell me~"
A group of children surrounded Lan Xi.
"According to legend, each of the country's artifacts will give their users incredible magical abilities..."
Slowly, Lan Xi processed the descriptions he had seen in his memory and vividly spoke them to these curious children.
"Wow, it's so powerful. It's much more powerful than the hunter's bow and arrow. I wish I could have one in the future."
That little boy had obviously been led astray by Lan Xi and had changed his target.
"Hmph! You think so beautifully, it belongs to me!"
"Mine is the right one!"
All the little boys seemed to admire those artifacts very much.
"Teacher Lan Xi, those powerful people are all there. It seems they can't even be seen in the town!"
"Of course, these artifact envoys are usually stationed in important places, and naturally they don't exist in a small town like ours."
"Wow! Where is a place bigger than the town?"
"If there is a chance in the future, I will take you to see it."
"good!"
Cheers erupted from this small classroom.
A tall figure appeared at the door, attracting Lan Xi's attention.
"Teacher Lan Xi".
The muscular man with a trace of vicissitudes of life in his face, carrying a bow and arrow and a package in the mountains, spoke respectfully to Lan Xi.