seven relics

Yuan Junfan thought, it seems that this Lian Jiangyue is not willing to cooperate anymore, and the topic has been turned bluntly enough, so he looked at the scabbard on the table and made other plans to seize the scabbard, perfunctory He said, "It's not impossible, you want to make a sword? What raw materials do you need?"

Lian Jiangyue looked at the scabbard: "The raw materials are no longer needed."

Yuan Junfan was very surprised: "You mean to use this scabbard to forge a sword."

Lian Jiangyue said: "But the monk told me that Wuzangtong may not be the same sword as before, I'm afraid the scabbard can't hold him, and the only one that can compete with one sword is another sword."

Yuan Junfan said: "It makes sense." But he really wanted to study the scabbard carefully, so he said, "But do we have to use this scabbard to forge swords?"

Lian Jiangyue raised her eyebrows, looked at him and said, "You know the ability of Wuzangtong, right?"

Yuan Junfan sneered, and cupped his hands: "You are an expert in Wuzangtong, and I will listen to you." He flirted with Lian Jiangyue again, and said, "Xiao Lian, I think this scabbard is either completely It is made of Black Star Stone, or the content of Black Star Stone is very high," he scratched his scalp: "Then this is a bit difficult, you don't know, Black Star Stone does not melt at high temperature, and it is hard to be stimulated by extreme cold. You use it as a raw material..."

Lian Jiangyue said: "Monk Que gave it to me and asked me to forge it into a sword, which means there must be a way."

Yuan Junfan nodded like pounding garlic, his lips touched up and down, he didn't know what he was muttering, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "I know! Lightning strike!"

Xingshan felt absurd, and said: "Where can I find lightning strikes here? Wait for a thunderstorm? Then what? Fly a kite to attract lightning to strike it?"

Lian Jiangyue remembered that when Lian Wuchen's body was cremated in the funeral parlor, his body was exposed to high temperatures without any damage, but when he arrived at the Que Temple, the ordinary fire lit by the monk Que Que burned him to pieces. powdered and burned seven relics.If the temperature of the fire had been higher, would the seven relics have been burned to ashes?Furthermore, Monk Liaoque also said that the Liaoque Temple is a projected illusion of the pit in the abyss, and there may be some similarities in the physical composition of the two.Lian Jiangyue said: "Is the air in your laboratory safe from open flames?"

Yuan Junfan looked at him and nodded: "What do you want to say?"

"Can you collect some of the air there for me? I don't know if this method will work, but it's better to try than to sit here and dream."

Xing Shan said: "Brother, you want to make this scabbard into a sword body, what about the hilt? What kind of wood do you plan to use? There should be no pearl fish skin in this place, so you have to make a reservation..." He also said, " And the scabbard, what standard is this sword going to be made into?"

Lian Jiangyue didn't care about these things, she just said: "Let's see if we can finish the sword first."

Yuan Junfan also actively cooperated. He was also very curious about how the Black Star Stone scabbard would be turned into a sword body. Quan thought it was an experiment, so he made a call from the landline on the table and told his men to go down to the pothole. The laboratory collected some air samples, and then led Lian Jiangyue and Xing Shan out of the office.

The two-bed young man was waiting at the door, when he saw Lian and Xing, he folded his arms on his chest, staring at them.Yuan Junfan looked at him, walked forward, gave him a calm look, smiled and said: "Haven't you introduced him yet? This is our security captain Xiao Song, Song from Wuyue Songshan. "

Lian Jiangyue reached out to shake hands with Xiao Song, but Xing Shan was still full of doubts about this place, so he neglected the etiquette and just nodded in agreement.But Xiao Song didn't reach out his hand.Yuan Junfan patted Xiao Song, and said: "Xiao Song thinks he is the best in the world, but he is ashamed to be defeated by the two of you. I am embarrassed to shake hands with you."

Xiao Song argued: "Director! I've never recognized any number one in the world..." He glanced at Xingshan, and his voice was a little softer: "The person named Xing is indeed better than me, it's Lian Jiangyue..."

He asked again, "How did his hands grow back?"

Lian Jiangyue said: "Where does Director Yuan want to take us?"

At this time, a group of people came to the elevator, Yuan Junfan pressed the elevator, and signaled to Xiao Song: "Go quickly and prepare the things I want, and then get some hammers, tongs, steel plates and so on, and send them to the cremation room. "

Xing Shan and Lian Jiangyue said in unison: "The cremation room?"

That Xiao Song had to leave.When the elevator arrived, Yuan Junfan didn't explain anything, and took Lian Jiangyue and Xingshan upstairs to the mortuary room, but he didn't go out through the escape door of Xingshan last time. Go to another door, swipe the door card and open the door.After stepping out and seeing the place in front of her, Lian Jiangyue immediately recognized that it was the hall of the Shitou Village Funeral Home.

There were only two staff members in the hall at this time, one was yawning and playing with his mobile phone, the other was reading a newspaper, until the three of them walked out of the hall, these two staff members did not even raise their eyelids.

Xing Shan and Lian Jiangyue whispered: "Could it be that this village is full of their people?"

Lian Jiangyue also said: "I'm afraid the whole village will work for them."

Yuan Junfan smiled and said: "Not really, we don't force everyone to face up to our existence."

"Are you... a state-owned enterprise?" Xingshan tentatively asked.

"Oh, that's it." Yuan Junfan has always been secretive about his true identity, Xingshan looked at Lian Jiangyue, and gave a more careful look, Lian Jiangyue didn't express anything, he didn't seem to care about Yuan Jun Fan Fan's identity, and he doesn't care about the mysterious laboratory in the underground of Stone Village, the mysterious research project, whether this Yuan Junfan has other motives for helping them in this way - he just like what he described, he doesn't care about anything up.

Thinking of this, Xing Shan feels sad. Could it be that Lian Jiangyue has really become a cold and indifferent person, and he will never be able to see the gentle and kind senior brother who cared for him again?

Suddenly, there was heat in front of Xingshan, and he looked up, and it turned out that he had walked into the cremation room of the funeral home without knowing it.Yuan Junfan pointed to the burning stove and asked Lian Jiangyue: "Can this work?"

Soon, someone sent some hammers, metal clips and steel plates, and pushed in two more gas tanks.

Lian Jiangyue moved away the metal bed in front of the stove, looked around the stove, caught a glimpse of the staff standing aside, and asked, "Is there any way to pump that gas into the stove?"

When the gas encounters a little spark, it will burn into a fire. It is too dangerous to shoot in from the front, but the staff quickly got an idea, dragging the gas tank and saying that it can be shot in from the combustion point in the rear.There is a channel there that is usually used for refueling.

Xingshan was not at ease, and followed the staff to the rear of the cremation furnace.The gas tank is equipped with a ventilation pipe and a valve, and Xingshan stuffed the pipe into the fuel supply channel, saying: "I will open the valve to the minimum, and try to drive it in now."

Lian Jiangyue responded, looked at the stove, and stretched the scabbard in.Yuan Junfan stood far away, with his hands behind his back, and he stretched his neck to watch.

With a sound of "Boom", a tongue of fire sprang out of the stove, and rushed towards Lian Jiangyue, burning a torrent of fire waves on the ceiling.Lian Jiangyue stood still, but Yuan Junfan was so scared that he closed his eyes, and Xing Shan asked, "I've closed the valve now, how is it?"

Yuan Junfan looked at Lian Jiangyue again, he was unharmed, and he was still standing in front of the stove, so he stepped forward and asked, "Lian Jiangyue, are you okay?"

Lian Jiangyue was indeed fine, but was sweating all over from the heat. He took out the scabbard and looked at it, and saw an orange-red light glowing from the top of the scabbard.He said loudly: "Xingshan, you are there to cheer me up and listen to my instructions."

Lian Jiangyue rolled up his sleeves, put two steel plates on the metal bed beside him, held the tongs in one hand, sandwiched the scabbard in the middle, and sent it into the stove. He shouted: "Add!"

Yuan Junfan retreated far away again, the fire was raging, but Lian Jiangyue didn't even frown, he shouted again: "Take it!" He pulled out the scabbard, threw it on the steel plate of the metal bed, and raised the hammer to beat it That red hot part.

Yuan Junfan looked at it for a while, standing a little tired, and watching it was a little boring, Lian Jiangyue seemed tireless, every beat was so powerful, and the movement and strength of each beat seemed to be exactly the same.Yuan Junfan asked, "Do you need anything else?"

"Come here with two stools, and some food and drink."

Yuan Junfan called the staff in the cremation room, and after a while, he bought all the things that Lian Jiangyue wanted. They left things behind, and let Lian Jiangyue and Xingshan make the furnace cast swords, and then left up.

I don't know how many times I repeated this beating action, and I don't know how much time has passed. Lian Jiangyue's arms were sore and sweaty, and she was a little exhausted. He said: "Stop, I need to rest."

Xing Shan came out from behind the stove, also sweating profusely.He said: "Brother, let me replace you."

Lian Jiangyue said: "You should also rest for a while."

The two sat on the stools, drank water and ate biscuits, and rested to satisfy their hunger.Xingshan looked at the slightly flattened scabbard, and started a conversation with Lian Jiangyue: "Perhaps Wuzangtong would not have thought that the scabbard would be forged into a sword, brother, I guess you want to Let's make the style of Tang Dao."

Lian Jiangyue said: "I don't know either, I just beat the scabbard first, and I can make it whatever I want."

"Huh? You haven't figured it out yet?"

"I've already made up my mind." After Lian Jiangyue said this, she stopped talking.

The work of hammering and casting swords made Xingshan feel like returning to Bian's workshop. At that time, he and Lian Jiangyue worked and rested together, always chatting with each other. Thinking in his heart, there are no taboos, there is nothing he can't say, Xingshan said: "When the time comes to eradicate Wuzangtong with this sword, it's all thanks to senior brother, people in the Jianghu will definitely look at you with admiration!"

Lian Jiangyue was still speechless.Xing Shan was startled, looked at Lian Jiangyue, he seemed to be thinking about something.Xing Shan hesitated and said: "Could it be that senior brother doesn't want to..."

It suddenly occurred to him that Wuzangtong was Lian Jiangyue's biological father after all, and it was only natural that Lian Jiangyue would be hesitant about eradicating him.

Lian Jiangyue said: "No, I just don't think this matter has much to do with me."

Xing Shandao: "Eliminating evil and promoting good is the righteousness of the world."

This is not only what Master Bian taught them since they were young, but also a principle widely circulated in the Jianghu. Who doesn't want to punish the wicked, do good deeds, and promote good reputation?Be a chivalrous man admired by everyone?Doesn't the government also commend and encourage acts of righteousness?

Lian Jiangyue said again: "I just entrusted this scabbard to me because of the monk Liao, and I was entrusted by others, and it is a matter of death."

He said: "What is good and what is evil is just what other people say. Everyone has their own ambitions and their own ways of living."

Hiking dumb.He didn't expect Lian Jiangyue to be so indifferent and indifferent. Is he really still Lian Jiangyue?Or his flesh and blood brother?He really became a container?A heartless, heartless object?

There was no more conversation between the brothers. After a little refreshment, the two replaced the work in hand and continued to beat the scabbard.

In the evening, Yuan Junfan came to deliver food to them, and Lian Jiangyue asked him for a bucket of ice water. The scabbard had been completely compacted, and now it needed to be placed in cold water to cool down the shape every time it was beaten.Lian Jiangyue is completely in charge of the work of this shape, and Xingshan is only responsible for blowing wind and air.

After a hasty meal, they continued to work around the stove, and Lian Jiangyue was dull at work. Hearing the sound of blacksmithing while hiking, they were in a trance, involuntarily returning to the Bian family compound.He still wants to believe that Lian Jiangyue is still his one, who will comfort him, protect him, keep him delicious food, keep him fun things, bear his senior sister's scolding for him, and take his master's beating for him brother.How could he forget the company of the Bian family for more than ten years?

Xingshan's eyes suddenly became hot, and he glanced at the place where Lian Jiangyue was standing. Lian Jiangyue was panting heavily, wiping sweat with a towel hanging around his neck, Xingshan persuaded: "Take a break Bar."

Lian Jiangyue nodded and sat down to drink water.After resting for a while, he suddenly took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket and read it.

"What is this?" Xing Shan asked.

"This is Qu Jiuchuan's file." Lian Jiangyue said, "It says that he is the illegitimate son of He Zhengwei. His mother died young and he was raised by his uncle's family. He was entrusted to He Zhengwei, but He Zhengwei didn't recognize him as his son, but because of his face in the world, he had no choice but to accept him under the lobbying of a respected old boxer in Henan."

Lian Jiangyue said: "It suddenly occurred to me just now that his life experience is somewhat similar to mine."

Xingshan asked: "Where did you find this?" He looked at the paper, and the information on the paper was very detailed, from Qu Jiuchuan's hometown, school experience, to ID number, the household registration book information can be described as everything. .

Lian Jiangyue said: "Qing Yeshuang stuffed it to me together with Lianwu's file before."

He took out another piece of paper, which was Lianwuchen's file, but there were only a few lines of household registration information on it.The personal information field is blank.

He lowered his head, dropped his hands and said nothing.

Hearing Qing Yeshuang's name, looking at Lian Jiangyue, she seemed to be in a low mood, and the mood of Xingshan was chaotic again, thinking that the only way to express some sadness was to embellish the regret that she failed to save Qing Yeshuang, So he said in a trembling voice: "I know that senior brother and Qing Yeshuang are very close, and your relationship is extraordinary. I couldn't save him. I am really sorry for senior brother, but people cannot be resurrected after death. I want Senior Brother to be too sad for him."

Lian Jiangyue looked at him: "There is nothing to be sorry for me," he said again, "Don't think too much about Qing Yeshuang's matter, too much self-blame and sadness, everyone must die."

Xing Shan said: "Brother didn't say a word, isn't it because he was sad because he thought of Qing Yeshuang?"

Lian Jiangyue said: "I'm a little hungry, I want to eat something."

After hearing this, Xingshan was happy for a while, but was caught off guard by a burst of disappointment.The relationship between Qing Yeshuang and Lian Jiangyue seems to be very close, but Lian Jiangyue told him everything, how long did this person die unexpectedly, Lian Jiangyue mentioned him so lightly, even sounded a little heartless.

Xing Shan thought wistfully: "Could it be that Feng Xuwei is right again, is senior brother really not disturbed by anything?"

What if he died?When Lian Jiangyue mentioned him again, would her tone be so flirtatious, almost heartless?

Lian Jiangyue had already returned to the stove at this time, and Xingshan then returned to his own position. There was another beating and silence, and when he rested again, Xingshan didn't take the initiative to say anything to Lian Jiangyue. After a short break, he returned to the stove.For some reason, he panicked badly, maybe because he let go of Qing Yeshuang's hand, maybe because of Lian Jiangyue's change, he couldn't tell, but his mind was stable only when he was beating the sword, The mood is calm, even with some subtle joy.Only at this time can he regain the feeling that he and Lian Jiangyue are still close brothers and sisters,

The moonlight came in.The sound of Lian Jiangyue's beating suddenly changed its rhythm. Every ten times, it was light, and Xingshan could hear it. This is Bian Rugou's housekeeping technique of casting swords - quenching light and catching the moon.

Ten heavy hammers hammered out a tight and tough sword body, and that light stroke seemed to give the sword maker a chance to breathe. Xingshan understood that in fact, this light stroke is the most important thing. It is the "murderous aura" of the sword - as if whispering to the sword, chanting a spell to the sword lightly, so that any slight touch after the sword is completed can arouse the resonance of the sword, so that the sword can move upon hearing the wind, sense To the realm where any breath will kill.

As for how light the light hammer should be, and how fast the hammer should be lowered, I can't grasp it well when traveling in mountains. Listening to it now, it sounds like the sound of spring water in the forest, as if the hammer was not hitting the sword. , but beat on the water.The dragonfly touches the water and passes by, the dragonfly disappears, leaving only circles of ripples on the lake, gradually filling the entire lake.

Xingshan remembered that Master Bian had called him to the bedside to talk before his death. The master confessed frankly that Lian Jiangyue had left, and he regretted that Quenguang Lanyue had no successors. Among the few disciples under his knees, Lian Jiang was the only one. Yue still has a knack for this way. Earlier, he hoped that he could inherit the mantle by walking mountains, but he couldn't learn how to walk mountains.Xingshan said that he must practice diligently in the future.Teacher Bian said: "This is the technique of forging murderous aura. In my life, I have only made a knife and a sword by quenching light and holding the moon when I was practicing before the Buddha. My master once said that only those who have no murderous aura in their hearts Only those with a clear mind can comprehend this achievement, Xingshan, although you have martial arts skills, but your heart is always kind, but maybe you are still too murderous..."

Thinking of the death of Mr. Bian's father, the teacher's school is like a loose sand, and Lian Jiangyue is like a changed person. Traveling in the mountains is from sadness, and he bows his head and wipes away his tears.The sound of the ten heavy beatings and one light beating still continued, Xingshan calmed down, now recalling the past would only add to the sadness, so he concentrated on casting the sword and stopped thinking about it.

And Lian Jiangyue was empty in his heart, neither indulged in any past events, nor thought about other people or things, he just concentrated on beating his sword, eating when he was hungry, and resting for a while when tired.He put all his body and mind into this sword casting.

The brothers worked almost non-stop in the cremation room for seven days and nights in this way, and saw that the scabbard of the sword had been tempered and polished, and it became black and shiny. The sword is more than twice as wide, with a bit of the simplicity of a bronze sword in the Warring States Period, and the blade is thin, with a touch of the charm of a Yanling sword.

Just when Lian Jiangyue took the sword out of the stove for final polishing, Yuan Junfan came in from the outside carrying a box, and he said, "Where is your progress?"

Lian Jiangyue said: "It's almost done, what are you taking?"

"I found such a thing in the cave this morning. Do you need it?" Yuan Junfan opened the box, and Lian Jiangyue recognized the thing soaked in water in the box: "Crying rain."

To be precise, this should be the hilt of Weeping Rain's sword.

Lian Jiangyue took out the hilt of Crying Rain's sword from the box, and the hilt left the box, as if sensing the blade made of the scabbard, it was attracted to it and firmly fixed on it sword body.

Lian Jiangyue took a look at the horizontal sword and said: "The sword is two feet and five feet long and weighs no more than two taels."

"Two taels?" Yuan Junfan stretched out his hand to take the sword, wondering: "So light? Impossible, those knives, guns and sticks we brought up..."

At this point in his words, Lian Jiangyue had already handed the sword to him. As soon as Yuan Junfan held the sword, his wrist fell down—this sword was too heavy.He hurriedly used both hands to hold the hilt of the sword, but he saw that both hands were drooping because they could not bear the weight of the sword.The sword stuck itself on the ground.Yuan Junfan quickly let go of his hand, shook his wrist and said, "I think it weighs twenty catties."

Xingshan came over and tried to draw his sword, but he couldn't.Lian Jiangyue scratched the bridge of her nose: "It seems to be my killing karma."