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Before Huo Yi regained his composure, Meng Fuyuan had already taken half a step back, regained his polite appearance, raised his lips and said, "Thank you, Lord Yan, for taking time out of his busy schedule to accompany me to do these nosy things, I still have important things to do body, one step ahead."

The intimacy between the two just now was only for a moment, so short that it was like a fleeting dream. Only the residual warmth in the earlobe showed that all this was not a fantasy. With this human skin mask, Meng Fuyuan had never been so close to him.

A few strands of white clouds are like gossamer, floating under the boundless sky.

Meng Fuyuan and his party embarked on the unknown journey again and set off for Xuzhou.

Originally, after spending the night in the cave, Huo Yi was disliked by Meng Fuyuan in every possible way, so he got used to riding a horse, and before he set off, he didn't expect to be able to sit back in the carriage, and was about to walk side by side with Ming Er and the others, holding the rein in his hand and stepping on the stirrup. But this time, Meng Fuyuan was devoting himself to the battle against demons, but he did not forget to order Huo Yi to sit in the carriage.

Thus, the scene in front of me was created——

"What? My carriage, Yan Daxia is uncomfortable?" Meng Fuyuan deliberately bit down the word "my carriage" very hard, looked up from the scroll in his hand, and looked at Huo Yi calmly.

Huo Yi moved his body a little, hesitated and said, "No—"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Fuyuan interrupted, "You have moved your position for the fourth time."

Huo Yi was a little ashamed, he thought that Meng Fuyuan was concentrating on reading the book, and when he moved, he deliberately relaxed his movements, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't escape the other party's eyes.

"Why, the place where Hero Yan sits has grown sharp and has teeth? That's why the wise and mighty Hero Yan can't do it?" Meng Fuyuan chuckled lightly, "I see that you are very uncomfortable sitting, and want to go out for a ride. Blowing cold wind?"

Huo Yiyi was speechless for a while, it was a silent acquiescence.

"How can there be so many horses? Our Wuwei Villa has always been thrifty, not extravagant and wasteful, but we don't have spare money to buy another horse. Lord Yan, please bear with it." Meng Fuyuan snorted, as if thinking of something again, and added, " Also, Ji Qiuhan, everyone is scrambling to get into the innermost part of the carriage, why is Yan Daxia doing the opposite?"

Huo Yi: "..."

Meng Fuyuan raised his chin, "Sit over here, it's not that there is no room."

Putting the book in his hand on his lap, Meng Fuyuan stared at the other party solemnly, until the other party sat back to the original position rather helplessly, and he got his wish.

Xuzhou and Ezhou are more than a hundred miles apart. Six days later, a group of talents stepped into the border of Xuzhou.

It was already the sixth day of November.

The coachman parked the carriage firmly in front of a blacksmith's shop in the market, Huo Yi got out of the carriage first, then grabbed Meng Fuyuan's hand and led him down.

When Meng Fuyuan opened the curtain of the car, the biting wind blew on his face, Meng Fuyuan couldn't help wrapping the cloak around his body a little tighter, Meng Fuyuan took the opportunity to hold the hand that was holding him, and Meng Fuyuan "turned against the guest" and held Huo Yi Before Huo Yi could ask a question, Meng Fuyuan cut his eyes and explained with a smile, "I, Meng Mou, promised to do what I said, and I promised to give the gift of gratitude to Hero Yan. Of course I won't." few."

Huo Yi was surprised, "The owner..."

"Don't call me the master." Meng Fuyuan interrupted Huo Yi again, "I've reminded you twice, but it's only three things. Don't know what's good or bad, Mr. Yan. I'm unpredictable and moody. If you do this again Call me, I will not take you with me, I will let the shadow guards of Wuwei Villa drive you out."

"...Fu Yuan." Huo Yi was helpless at first, and then laughed dumbly, "Uncertain, moody?"

Meng Fuyuan raised his eyebrows, "Why, don't you believe it?"

Huo Yi bowed his head and said in a low voice: "I believe, I believe."

Only then did Meng Fuyuan stretch his brows, turned his head and told Ming Er, "Wait for me where you are, and I'll get something."

Knocking on the wooden door of the blacksmith's shop, Meng Fuyuan and Huo Yi walked into the blacksmith's shop one after the other, and saw hammers, shovels, spears, blades, etc. of different sizes scattered here and there on the brick wall, Thick smoke lingered on the roof, and the sound of ding ding dong dong was faintly heard inside the house.

Before Meng Fuyuan could inquire first, a young man in a burlap double-breasted jacket and small-cut trousers stepped forward to greet him warmly, "I am Master Li's apprentice, who do you want to ask?"

"I have an appointment with Master Li. I wrote a letter two days ago, asking Master Li to make me a sharp sword with a lot of money, and Master Li readily agreed." Meng Fuyuan took out a yellow envelope from the front of his clothes with his right hand, and handed it to the young apprentice. "This is Master Li's reply letter. As evidence, I am not lying."

The little apprentice quickly pulled out the letter paper and unfolded it. It was written by Master Li on it, so he smiled and said: "Yes, then there will be no mistakes."

"Master has something to go out these few days, so he asked me to take a good look at his blacksmith shop for him. Knowing that you may come to pick up the sword in the next few days, I specially reminded me not to recognize the wrong person, and don't neglect Mr. Meng I will fetch the long sword that has been cast for Mr. Meng." The little apprentice ran away in a hurry, and when he came back, he had an extra sword in his hand.

I saw that the sword was one foot and eight inches long, and there was a straight fine line in the center, which divided the body of the sword in two. Apart from this, there were no other lines. The iron is like mud, the hilt is obliquely wrapped around the spiral concave whip pattern, and the joint between the hilt and the sword body is a relief dragon head. Master Li is ingenious and dexterous, and even the dragon whiskers as thin as mosquito feet are carved out, and the dragon mouth is slightly opened. Including a Hetian red jade inlaid.

Seeing Meng Fuyuan sizing it up carefully, the little apprentice stretched out his head and leaned aside to explain: "My master heard that the sword that Mr. Meng gave as a gift has a special meaning, so he made a proposal to inlay a Hetian sword according to Mr. Meng's original request. Red jade, Master Li said, this kind of jade is shaped like a red bean, which means acacia."

Hearing the last two words, Huo Yi looked a little shy.

"He understands me." Meng Fuyuan raised his lips and smiled slightly, his eyes slightly curved, revealing a row of white jade teeth, "Does this sword have a name?"

The little apprentice replied: "None. The master said that you can take it yourself. What you call it depends on Mr. Meng's will."

"I'm very satisfied with this Hetian red jade." Meng Fuyuan laughed softly, "There was a saying in ancient books that the rainbow is also the dragon, and the dragon's head has vermilion in its mouth. It's better to call it Hongyin, which is a pun. Drinking the rainbow is drinking red again."

How could the little apprentice understand the twists and turns of these scholars' minds? Although he had only a half-knowledge, he still felt that Meng Fuyuan's name was cleverly chosen, so he echoed: "Mr.

Meng Fuyuan didn't intend to stay any longer, he cupped his sword and said, "Meng has something important to do, please trouble the little master to tell Master Li for me, I am destined to meet Master Li again someday."

The little apprentice nodded, "Okay."

Meng Fuyuan took a step ahead and came out of the blacksmith's shop. When Huo Yi stepped out of the blacksmith's threshold, Meng Fuyuan turned around and handed the sword to Huo Yi, "Take it, your gift of thanks."

Meng Fuyuan said in a warm voice: "When Ling Hao Pavilion fled, I saw that you were very proficient in using a hard sword, so I came up with this idea. I thought that I would definitely give you a hard sword in the future, so that it can match your height and super sword Law."

Huo Yi was startled when he heard the words, hesitated for a moment, still bent down, and took it with both hands respectfully. The etiquette of being a shadow guard for many years has been deeply ingrained in his limbs and bones, so that when Huo Yi reacted, it was obviously too late. It's too late, I can only make mistakes, "Thank you Zhuang—cough cough—Fu Yuan."

Meng Fuyuan didn't pay too much attention to Huo Yi's seemingly abnormal behavior, but turned his eyes around Huo Yi, and smiled more cunningly and brilliantly.

The rainbow drink made of fine iron still had some weight, and he clenched the exquisitely patterned scabbard in his hand, Huo Yi thought for a while and asked, "How did you get to know this Master Li?"

Before Meng Fuyuan was born, he stayed in Wuwei Mountain Villa all year round, and occasionally traveled around the rivers and lakes, but also under a pseudonym. Not long after, Xuzhou is a place far away. It is really unreasonable to befriend a blacksmith in Xuzhou. No wonder Huo Yi will ask this question.

"My father traveled all over the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago and made a lot of knights. He was an old acquaintance with Master Li's grandfather." After finishing speaking, Meng Fuyuan thought of something, so he added, "Don't be jealous, I have nothing private with him. Contacts are just casual acquaintances, not intimate."

Huo Yi: "..."

Because Master Li's blacksmith's shop is really remote, the alley is narrow, and horse-drawn carriages can't go in, so Meng Fuyuan is still a few dozen steps away from Ming Er and the others. At the corner, there were three children running towards each other, chasing each other, playing and laughing.

The boy in white running in the front raised a wooden stick in his right hand and shouted: "I am Shen Zhuo, the master of Linghao Pavilion, the number one martial artist in the martial arts world. Who dares to act presumptuously in front of me, do whatever he wants, burn, kill and plunder!"

The boy at the back, dressed in black, with his arms crossed, smiled coldly, "Hmph, the pavilion master is really naive, the weak and the strong prey on the strong, just wait for it, I, Ji Hongyi, will one day Step through the gate of your Linghao Pavilion!"

The girl in green took a few steps forward, leaned closer and said to the boy in white, "Pavilion master, don't be afraid, with me here, the big devil won't be able to dominate the rivers and lakes that day, our doctors in the Qiongguang Valley can all revive the dead." , Flesh and white bones, wonderful hand rejuvenation, I will definitely not let all loyal heroes be buried in the hands of this devil!"

Meng Fuyuan had no intention of catching a few key words, and understood that these children were playing the three key figures in the battle against demons, namely Shen Zhuo, the master of Linghao Pavilion, the master of Qiongguanggu, and Ji Hongyi, the leader of the Demon Cult.

Then I saw the three children began to gesticulate in the void with their hands, as if they were imitating the moves of a knight.

Meng Fuyuan glanced unintentionally, and was amused.

While gesticulating, the boy in black suddenly became upset, "Why do I always play the villain! I don't want to be that big devil!"

The girl in green covered her mouth and smiled, "Who wants you to always wear black?"

The boy in white was probably older, and he was not happy to see the boy in black, so he jumped out to smooth things over, "Forget it, let's play something else, how about reciting poems? I sneaked out of the window of a teahouse a few days ago to hear about the book. Telling stories, I heard the new doggerel, let's see who of you can memorize it first."

The other two became interested and said in unison: "Good!"

"I'll only say it three times, listen carefully." The boy in white cleared his throat, and a childish voice sounded, "The flames are hidden before mid-autumn, the star of the open sun appears in the Big Dipper, the wind is swept into the rivers and lakes, and the ghosts lie dormant in the daytime sky."

The moment Meng Fuyuan and Huo Yi passed by the three children, the girl's clear questioning voice sounded from behind——

"I didn't hear clearly just now? What star appears and what space?"

"Kaiyang." The boy in white patiently explained, "Do you know the Big Dipper? Each star has its own name, and one of them is called Kaiyang."

Kaiyang?

Meng Fuyuan paused.

Seeing the girl nodded half-understanding, the white-clothed boy looked happy, with his hands behind his back, "Okay, then I'll say it a second time."

Meng Fuyuan stopped suddenly, turned around and held his breath together with the two of them, and listened intently. At the moment when the lightning flashed, the voice of the boy in white echoed again, floating in the sky thousands of miles away. His voice is clear and clear, clear and bright——

"The flames are hidden before Zhongqiu—"

"Kaiyang star appears in the Big Dipper—"

"The wind swept into the rivers and lakes—"

"Ghosts dormant day and night—"

Meng Fuyuan couldn't help turning his head to look at Huo Yi, and successfully caught a trace of vigilance and suspicion in the other's pupils.

This doggerel seems to be metaphorical and a bit weird.