Lanke Chess Edge

After leaving Juntianfu City, the outside is already full of farmland and trees, and the sound of birdsong gradually overwhelms the hustle and bustle of the city amidst the greenery.

Different from the busy waterways in Chunhui Mansion, the scale of the farmland outside Juntian Mansion City can be considered quite spectacular, even if you can only see it vaguely.

The name Yuanzihe always made Ji Yuan think of the Yuanzi shop in Chunhui Mansion, and the unforgettable taste of Qianrichun. From time to time, he took out a wine bottle and poured two mouthfuls, and he had already reached the Yuanzi River while walking.

This is a clear small river, and there are some common people's houses along the river in the distance. The scale of the settlement is not large, only twenty households, making it difficult for Ji Yuan to tell whether this is a village or something else.

After walking slowly at a normal speed for about a quarter of an hour, they approached the common people's houses, and could clearly hear the sound of forging in the blacksmith's shop.

There is only this blacksmith's shop by the Yuanzi River near the city, so Ji Yuan didn't need to ask for directions, he went there just looking for the sound.

"Ding ding ding..." "Dang...dang...dang..."

The sound of forging is relatively dense, and it sounds like there is definitely more than one blacksmith. From a rough look at the size of the blacksmith shop, there are four forging rooms alone. The metal and charcoal fire render a hotter feeling in these dog days.

After thinking about it, I am afraid that the houses around are actually the homes of these master craftsmen.

Thinking about some trivial matters and what to say later, seeing a muscular master chef laying shirtless on a recliner fanning in the outermost bay full of farm tools and knives, Ji Yuan walked quickly to try it out. ask.

"This craftsman, may I ask if you can forge swords?"

The master fanned his fan and raised his head to look at Ji Yuan, a gentleman in a blue shirt with long sleeves, and then focused his gaze on the stick on his back for a moment.

"If the sword is broken, our Yan Family Shop can repair it for you. After the repair, it is guaranteed to work well and will not be worse than the original one. If you want to forge new swords and swords, then you can't do it, you can't do it."

"Oh~~ What if it's a scabbard?"

The craftsman sat up from the recliner and put the fan aside.

"That's okay. You can make wooden sheaths and leather sheaths. As long as you can handle them well, you can also make iron sheaths. If you can afford the money, you can use copper sheaths and silver sheaths! Which kind do you want?"

"Just a wooden sheath. It doesn't need fine carving, it's simple and durable."

The craftsman stood up.

"Success, I will take you to another place to measure the width, slenderness and length of the sword, weigh it, and choose the wood."

Ji Yuan nodded and followed, and followed the craftsman to another room with a transparent front and back. Through the open front and back doors, he could see the scene of blacksmithing in full swing behind.

In the house, there are two old masters who are also shirtless sitting drinking water and resting. Although they seem to be over 60 years old, their muscles are not small.

"Guest officer, untie your sword and let me see."

Ji Yuan glanced at the two old craftsmen, took off the long sword wrapped in cloth and put it on the table in the house, then removed the green cloth, revealing the whole picture of the ivy sword.

Although the blade of the ivy sword at this moment has no rust, it is still not transparent. The overall sense of introversion only reveals the sharp cold at the blade, and the hilt is even more strange. It is also perfectly entwined with the long sword.

The craftsman couldn't help reaching out to touch the vine on the sword hilt, but before his fingers touched the edge, there was a tingling feeling, which made him feel weird that he dared not touch the sword body.

Suppressing the absurd panic in his heart, the craftsman reached out and touched the hilt of the sword. Fortunately, nothing happened, but the handle of the sword hilt is also like crisp and tender ivy, flexible and cool.

The two old masters who had been resting nearby had already stood up and leaned over to look at the sword curiously.

"Guest officer... what is the name of your sword?"

Ji Yuan showed a seemingly casual smile and spoke in a calm voice.

"This sword does have some origins. About eighty years ago, it was cast in this Yan's shop..."

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan's voice paused for a while, and his smile appeared to be unpredictable. In order to let many craftsmen before and after, he spoke again with a trace of special power in his voice.

"Sword name, Qingying!"

All of a sudden, the noisy sound of blacksmithing in Yan's shop stopped.

Ji Yuan just looked at the robust figures in the forging room behind him, and then carefully looked at the expressions of one middle school and two elders in the room at the moment.

"Uh...hehe...a good name, a good name, maybe it was cast by the masters of the grandparents."

The middle-aged craftsman smiled awkwardly, took out a ruler and prepared to measure the sword body, while the two master craftsmen sat back again, but couldn't help looking at the long sword frequently, and the sound of blacksmithing in the backyard did not resume for a long time. Yuan could hear some small voices of discussion.

"Haven't the master craftsman heard the name of this sword?"

Ji Yuan asked with a smile.

"I've never heard of it, but since the guest officer said that it was cast here, maybe it is, you see that the utensils cast by our shop are durable, and they still have the same style after eighty years..."

Listening to the middle-aged craftsman gradually recovering his fluent speech from the embarrassment, Ji Yuan felt that maybe they had misunderstood something again, it seems that not revealing something would not change their situation, maybe a white lie would be better.

"Oh, indeed, eighty years is too long, you have all forgotten, even though this was once Zuo Li's weapon..."

When the word Zuo Li was mentioned, Ji Yuan could clearly feel the hand of the middle-aged craftsman holding the ruler tremble slightly, but Ji Yuan's words were not over yet.

"But you forget, it won't forget, right?"

This "it" of Ji Yuan actually refers to the long sword on the table, and it happened at the same moment when the voice fell.

"Om~~~"

The long sword on the table made a slight tinnitus.

"Ka... Kaka..."

The wooden ruler in the middle-aged craftsman's hand was cracked inch by inch due to the sharp attack, and the craftsman quickly retracted his hands in horror.

"Everyone, I am not an enemy of the Zuo family, and I do not spy on anything, but Zuo Li has a favor with me, and I am not a person who does not repay the favor, so I want to know whether there are any descendants of the Zuo family, so I can do my best. .”

An old craftsman stood up and looked at the ivy sword on the table, suppressed his heart and said firmly.

"Since you have obtained Changjian Qingying, you must have also obtained Zuo Jianxian's secret book. What are you looking for for the descendants of the Zuo family? It's better that the death light is not dead and has nothing to do with us!"

"That's right, it can be seen that your martial arts are unfathomable. Based on that move just now, we can't imagine it. We dare not hide it from you. The Zuo family is definitely dead!"

The middle-aged craftsman also said the same.

"That's right, the Zuo family should have died a long time ago!" "That's right, they must all be dead!"

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with our Yanjia shop!" "Yes..."

...

A group of blacksmiths and apprentices who did not know when had gathered shouted outside the house, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, it seemed that they were all from the Yan family, and the atmosphere was quite tense.

Ji Yuan was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed loudly.

"Hahahahahaha..."

He looked around at the people around him, and Zhongzheng's clear voice sounded.

"It's no wonder that Zuo's family had such good relations with your Yan family back then. It has been decades, and you are still protecting the Zuo family's bloodline, which is admirable!"

After Ji Yuan finished speaking this seemingly inexplicable sentence, he solemnly bowed back and forth to all the Yan family blacksmiths around him, causing many people to be surprised and uneasy.

"Don't worry, I'm not someone who chases fame and fortune, let alone wanting to get anything from the Zuo family..."

Smiling and saying this, Ji Yuan also smiled in his heart, thinking that he would also borrow the chain of contempt from Xiuxian, so he changed his mind and continued to speak.

"Ordinary people's martial arts don't mean much to me. I'm looking for descendants of the Zuo family, but I'm just giving Zuo Li an explanation decades late."

At the same time as these words that made people wonder and suspect fell, the ivy sword on the table floated up, and circled around Ji Yuan like a living thing, and finally the tip of the sword was facing down, floating in front of Ji Yuan.

"Om~~~~"

The long sound of the sword body is not only brilliant, but the sound has ups and downs, as if the long sword expresses the mood.

The bystanders were either stunned or grabbed their trouser legs to death. Everyone held their breath and couldn't speak. There was only one common thought in their hearts:

'sword! Fairy! '