technical type

The roads in the deep mountains are all small roads walked by people. With the development of society, there is finally a decent looking road, but soon because of the change of terrain, people found a more suitable place and rebuilt a road. Avenue, here is gradually abandoned.

"Ah, there is another path here, it looks more fun, let's go this way!"

The crisp female voice is like a lark in the mountains, which is pleasant to the ear.

Ji Mo followed the sound and saw a few young people with bags on their backs, maybe they were college students. He guessed so, and felt a little kind, and looked at them more and more directly.

Fortunately, no one can see his current state, otherwise, I really don't know if he will be startled and treated as a pervert.

The four young people are probably two couples. Two men and two women walk hand in hand. From time to time, they also take a look at the beautiful scenery here, take a photo, look at the flowers there, pick them and smell them, and jump up and down from time to time. It looks vigorous and light.

Even though it is a good season, seeing Liexin is happy, but it is not the attitude that mountain climbing should have. Ji Mo sighed in his heart, looking at the bones under his feet, he can probably imagine what will happen to these people in the future.

Sure enough, when she got to the counselor's position, the first girl slipped her foot and yelled "Ah". Her friend reacted quickly and pulled, but she didn't hold back. The young man is usually so thin. Don't you feel the pain of lack of power in a while?

It was another friend who hurriedly pulled it, so that no one slipped down. Even so, he himself was very difficult. Fortunately, he still had a backpack, and the backpack strap was still useful. He could barely share some weight.

The only girl who was quite relaxed let go of her boyfriend's hand, and hurriedly followed his instructions to call for help. Fortunately, she still had a mobile phone, and the signal in the mountains was not bad. Hearing that they had contacted the rescue, Ji Mo I also breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a place where people have died.

The mountain is not easy to walk, and rescuers need to find the path where they are, and they also need to locate something. Anyway, when someone came over, the girl and her boyfriend who were the first to slide down let go, and they were not to blame. It was not unloaded, and I was nervous and weak, and I couldn't hold on to my hands.

Fortunately, the girl was lucky, and the backpack on her body was caught by a branch. After 1000 years, the once weak sapling had grown into a big tree. There was no branch that could stop the counselor, and the girl's backpack was caught. A lot, at least I held on.

"It hurts, it hurts, my leg must be broken, it hurts, my arm hurts too, maybe it's dislocated..."

After the scream, the girl was crying, and her words were vague, probably only her boyfriend who was not far away could hear her.

"Hold on, just hold on a little longer."

The boyfriend was so consoling, but it was also difficult for him himself. He was held upside down, and the one on top held his leg, maintaining the cerebral congested position for a long time, and his face was flushed.

I don't know if that sentence was said to my girlfriend or to myself.

Fortunately, rescue finally came. A group of people came from above, looked at the situation, and rescued the two first. It wasn’t too hard. Assistance, if someone pulls hard from above, it is relatively easy to get people up.

On the other hand, the girl fell neither high nor low, and it was not easy to get down from the top. She was afraid that a bad one would destroy the load bearing of the branches, so she had to be rescued from below.

The group of people who went around to rescue the girl managed to save the girl. When he got down, a little brother tripped over a corpse hidden in the grass and wet soil: "What's going on?"

Walking in the mountains, what an accident, he looked back carefully, probably because the stumble was a bit hard, a white bone was exposed in the sky, and besides the white bone was the appearance of clothes fibers that were so torn that they were almost unrecognizable.

"Ah, people, it's human bones!"

The girl was being carried by another little brother and was about to be sent out. When she heard the movement and glanced at it, she screamed again, her voice harsh.

Ji Mo glanced at her helplessly, the voice was bright enough!

These rescue teams couldn't tell when the bones were found at a glance, and someone was injured at the moment, leaving two team members here to wait for the relevant personnel to come over to deal with the matter, and they made a report on the phone, and the others took the injured down the mountain first up.

When the police came to have a look, they probably dug up the bones and confirmed that the clothes and attire must not be modern, and then notified the relevant experts and professors, and the tattered bags near the bones were also brought out, among which the most complete The most precious thing is the Tomorrow Sword.

"This is hundred steelmaking! I didn't expect that there would be hundreds of steelmaking in that era!"

"It's not that era, but before that, there is a saying in "Qi Bing Zhi":...No increase, no decrease, steel can be made into steel, but it can be sharpened..."

"Exactly, steelmaking in my country appeared more than three hundred years earlier than in foreign countries. Such a technology..."

The experts gathered around the Tomorrow Sword to speculate. You come and go, it’s like holding a meeting. Even the words carved on the sword began to be all kinds of exquisite. Ji Mo listened to it, and some of them didn’t understand it very well. Classical Chinese Well, if you don't read the words, there are always some twists and turns, but the others are interesting to hear.

This is the sword he forged!

A certain kind of honor is attached to the body, and there is a sense of arrogance throughout his life. Ji Mo listened to them carefully, and soon arrived at his own era. At that time, there were very few historical materials. They searched through the history and finally found out about A few words from Ji Jiajian.

Ji Mo, who watched the entire textual research process, secretly admired it, it was really not easy!But when I heard their textual research on the swordsmith later, I was a little depressed. Who wrote this history, is it wrong?

How about the descendants of the Ji family, he thought in his heart, no, generally speaking, if he passes the exam, if he doesn't continue to study, he will soon go to the next world, and he is not married, where did the child come from?How come there are descendants?

Did Aunt Ji have a baby?Impossible, even if she can give birth at her age, she will be born with the surname Liu!

Could it be that he was a posthumous child somewhere else?

Maybe Uncle Liu found it to comfort Aunt Ji, and he really put his heart into it.

Ji Mo doesn't know what to think about the love of this couple, anyway... Touch your head, he can't tell, you can't expect a single Wang to be a love expert!

Knowing that there is such a possibility, Ji Mo feels a little relieved. Sometimes, he also feels that he is ruthless. The lifespan of the ancients is not long. Even if he is with Aunt Ji, he will leave after the exam after seeing her die, probably it will not delay too much. It's been so long, so it doesn't matter if it takes another ten years.

However, he still has a sense of urgency. If it takes longer, will he be able to concentrate more, or will he be distracted by other things?If Aunt Ji insisted on seeing her getting married and having a child before closing her eyes, would he really want to get married and have a child there?

The answers to some questions can fool others, but not yourself.

My thoughts wandered for a while, but I didn’t notice that the Tomorrow Sword has been sent to the museum. Its history is too short. According to historical records, it is probably the two parts of the Emperor Liu and the general. Therefore, the Tomorrow Sword It is not considered an outstanding famous sword in history.

But its name accidentally became popular among modern people. I don’t know which Internet celebrity went to check in. Tomorrow Sword will become a little hit. If more people pay attention, they will even read that unclear record. In history, however, no one knows the name of the swordsmith who cast Tomorrow Sword.

"It seems worse than 'Paper Man Ji'!"

Staying in the museum, watching the people coming and going, listening to their discussions, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar "modern", Ji Mo felt a little emotional, it was very similar, but it was not his own world!

Different histories, different cultural heritages, it's a bit strange, isn't there such a profession as a swordsmith in my own world, and the previous ancient world?Why do you have to change the world to learn?

Maybe not professional enough?

Ji Mo, who could only guess like this, opened his eyes. He was still on the bed. It seemed that he had not been lying down for a long time, but it had been 2000 years.

Get up, touch the long sword, from the hilt to the scabbard, pull it away to look at the blade, think about how many people can only look at it through the glass after 2000, but here he can touch it casually, and his face has Xiaoying, watch as much as you can.

[Main task: Swordsmith. 】

[Current progress: the first stage of the exam - passed (grade: excellent). 】

[Whether to carry out the second stage of study? 】

"No need."

[Do you want to start learning the next skill? (You can keep the progress of the current task.)]

"……Yes."

[I will leave the current world in a day, please handle your personal belongings properly, and it is forbidden to bring them with you.Heirs can be selected to inherit the current learning achievements. 】

When Tianming left, Ji Mo said goodbye to Aunt Ji about giving the Tomorrow Sword to Uncle Liu. Aunt Ji was silent for a moment, and nodded silently. She knew what it meant. The Sword of Heaven was meant to be given to the Son of Heaven. .

"Auntie... take care."

Sitting on the ox cart, looking back, Ji Mo looked at Aunt Ji, full of unbearable, half of the silver hair was his own, and the car wobbled away, Ji Mo said softly: "I'm still too unfilial! "

"How can it be unfilial? Everyone knows the master's filial piety." Baishi answered cautiously, thinking that Ji Mo was blaming himself for the accusations made by those people at the Sword Discussion Meeting.

Ji Mo shook his head, didn't say any more, watched the countdown, and said to Baishi before the last moment: "Don't tell my aunt about my death, and let him think that I'm still traveling in famous mountains and rivers, and I can't go back to see her again. I am not filial..."

Before the lingering sound faded away, the eyelids drooped, and the hand holding Baishi's forearm loosened, and slowly drooped.

"Master...Master?" It was too sudden, Baishi was stunned for a moment before asking, but there was no response, he tried snorting, stopped, did he really stop?

In the wilderness, the ox cart was parked, Baishi was kneeling on the cart, beside Ji Mo, his head was deeply lowered, his heart was full of panic, why, why did this happen?