Arad's crooked savior

He knocked gently on the wooden door, waited for a while, and then heard a reply from inside, and opened the private room door.

Although Xibo rarely used the blacksmith's hammer to forge some heavy weapons or armor, because he was keen on finding ores and smelting them himself, he was still tall and strong in his sixties, but the short hair on his head was a little grayer. Showing traces of the passage of time.

"who are you?"

Xibo didn't recognize the two of them and frowned secretly. When doing delicate work, he hated to be disturbed by others, so he asked for a private room to be alone.

Sosia smiled and followed behind her and explained: "Master Xipo, these two are the world-famous Sword God Ye Lin and the Flower Sword Hao Feng Ying. When they heard that you were here, they came to visit you immediately. .”

The stiff face slowly thawed. Although he had never seen Ye Lin, he had occasionally heard about it from tourists. At least he was familiar with his name.

"It turns out to be that legendary team. Forgive my blindness, please come in."

Since it was Sosia, the proprietress, who said it, there shouldn't be anything wrong.

"No way, it's us who are bothering you." Ye Lin quickly smiled politely. He also had a bottle of good wine in his hand, which was a meeting gift from Sosia.

Just as the two of them entered the door one after another, Feng Ying stretched out her finger and poked his waist, frowning slightly, and whispered: "Why didn't I know that I am also called the Swordsman of Flowers? Who named me?" Yes, it’s so unpleasant to hear.”

"Your fans, I think it's great. Otherwise, it would be too happy to call you the Swordsman of the Wind."

The wooden chairs in the room were all covered with cotton pads, and since it was a simple private room, there was nothing else. There was a pot of warm wine on the round table, and two plates of clean side dishes were placed on the tray.

On the neatly cleaned table, there are now more delicate tools. Xibo seems to be making some jewelry.

After being invited to sit down, Ye Lin diligently warmed up the wine and took the dishes brought by Chang Saburo. This behavior made Xipo very happy, and his resolute face gradually softened.

After being polite to each other, Feng Ying bluntly stated the reason for her visit. She and Xibo were both people who pursued "beauty". Maybe they would have something in common.

"You pursue the beauty of swordsmanship, killing the enemy with thousands of falling flowers in a sudden moment? Haha, it's very interesting."

Xibo nodded and smiled, feeling more relaxed. Unexpectedly, there was a girl with whom he had some common topics.

The pursuit of ultimate "beauty" seems abstract and incomprehensible to ordinary people.

"Good wine, Feng Ying, you should also know my lifelong ideal, right?"

He did not first give Fengying instructions on how to find the ultimate beauty. Instead, he asked a very simple question first.

"Well, you inherited your father's legacy and want to build the most beautiful equipment!"

"Yes, the most beautiful equipment, my ideal, haha."

He shook his head as if he were self-deprecating, and his laughter was mixed with a bit of vicissitudes of life and sadness.

Xibo suddenly stood up, rummaged through a bag in the corner, and took out several palm-sized boxes.

Without pretending to be mysterious or hesitant, I opened one of the lids directly. Inside was a piece of gold fixed in the sponge, the size of a fingernail, and like an oval leaf.

"You two know my famous work, right?"

Because it involves a professional field, Xibo unconsciously has a touch of the spirit of a master, but he is not domineering.

"A gold ornament the size of a fingernail, with one hundred and eight fish scale patterns. Is this the gold ornament?" Ye Lin looked at the gold ornament carefully and admired secretly.

The lines carved on it are in rows and rows, and the length of each fish scale is almost the same. The lines are not forcibly engraved. There are 108 lines, full of them, and they are just full of ornaments.

Purely handmade art!

"Look at this again!"

Xibo opened another box. Inside was a gold piece the size of a fingernail, also with fish scale patterns, but compared to the previous one, the patterns seemed denser.

"and this!"

The third piece of gold ornament was even smaller in size, but the fish scale lines were so dense and frightening that it gave the illusion that he had carved fine fingerprints on it bit by bit.

Xibo sat down silently, sighed again after a while, poured a glass of wine, drank it down, and said: "Do you understand, the most beautiful equipment does not exist at all, whenever I am in pain When I look for mysterious minerals and carefully create jewelry, I always feel that it’s not perfect enough.”

He put the three metal pieces together and pointed at the first one, "This is my famous work, one hundred and eight."

Pointing to the third one again, "It took me a month to work on it, three hundred lines! But I think it's still not the limit."

Xibo seemed to be angry. He grabbed a silver necklace on the table. It was a sterling silver necklace. The pendant was wrapped with a light blue gemstone. Its graceful appearance made Feng Ying unable to move her eyes away.

"Look, someone is willing to pay 100,000 gold to buy this necklace, praising it for its beauty. However, the chain can also be engraved with patterns, and the gemstones can be polished and cut. If there is a beautiful woman to match it, it will add color to it, and... …”

Ye Lin and Feng Ying looked at each other a little bit, why did they make each other so angry?

However, just when Xibo took the necklace and belittled it, and Ye Lin thought that this thing was worthless and no one would pick it up even if it was thrown on the street, the other party suddenly let out a breath, changed his tone, and said with a smile: "Although I can't do anything about it, To the extreme, but it’s beautiful, and I personally think it’s beautiful.”

Feng Ying, who had been in a daze, suddenly trembled. She seemed to have caught something, a little light of thought, a little breakthrough opportunity she needed.

Ye Lin on the side was already shocked. He was worthy of the name of a master. On the road of pursuing the ultimate "beauty", he had a transcendent understanding.

"Do you understand?" Xibo was a little surprised and a little expectant.

He longs for someone who understands his true ideal today, whether he is a man, a woman, a friend or an enemy, it doesn't matter.

Ye Lin nodded and smiled, picked up the small wine cup on the table, made of blue and white porcelain, and said, "The pattern on it is very beautiful, and the craftsman is very meticulous."

He casually picked up the box containing the gold pieces without even looking at the contents inside. "The box is square, suitable for holding small things, and very beautiful."

"This chopstick is smooth and straight, and the shape of this wine bottle is also very beautiful..., and the woman next to me is also beautiful and fragrant..."

He was taken advantage of by the drunken and slightly red-faced Feng Ying, who pinched the flesh of his thigh hard under the table.

The smile on Xibo's face became thicker and thicker. He nodded lightly and was very satisfied. He poured two glasses of wine in a row, touched it with Ye Lin, and drank happily.

Ultimate beauty absolutely does not exist!

Just like a glass filled with sand, you can always put something into it, but it is difficult to achieve perfection. As the saying goes, each mountain is higher than the other.

The most beautiful equipment is also something that is absolutely impossible to achieve.

Moreover, the concept of "beauty" can easily vary from person to person. Some people like light and sharp swords, while others love huge swords that are ingenious but not workmanlike.

If you can't achieve the ultimate beauty, then it's better to discover the beauty of ordinary things. Every flower, every grass, every stone and every tree has its own fragrance.

"So, I gave up my father's will." Xibo smiled freely.

Ye Lin poured the wine and said with a smile, "But you also found true beauty."

"Haha, you're right."

The old man and the young man exchanged drinks and dishes for half an hour, and they became familiar with each other like good friends for many years.

"I'll give this to you."

Xibo, who was in a good mood, grabbed the sapphire necklace, named his elaborate work "Idea", and handed it to Feng Ying.

"Huh? No, no, this is too expensive..."

"It doesn't matter, you still have to wear the necklace after all. I also think this necklace suits you very well."

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Ying thanked the elder for the gift without saying goodbye, and happily accepted the necklace.

She has gained enough insights. Instead of looking for the most beautiful swordsmanship, it is better to look back, take a closer look at the path she has taken, the swordsmanship she has mastered, and re-exercise the use of her inner strength.

Three flowers gather at the top, five qi rise towards the yuan, and seven stars shine. From beginning to end, they all originate from her inner strength.

…

Xibo regarded the necklace as a gift and asked her if there was anything that needed to be changed. After all, everyone's appreciation angle is completely different.

Feng Ying wanted to replace the silver chain of the necklace with a rope. She didn't like harsh things, and wearing metal in winter would cause a moment of discomfort.

Following the seasons is also a kind of beauty. Xibo agreed with a smile and immediately started to help her transform.

Ye Lin nodded in greeting and said he was leaving temporarily. He was going to pay for Xibo's drinks. It was cold and he would get a few bottles of good wine for him. He couldn't get a necklace for nothing.

Sothea took out a few bottles from the cabinet. They were produced in Heaven and have been very popular recently. Of course, the source of the goods was Ye Linla's relationship, and asked, "Has the matter of Feng Ying been resolved?"

"It can only be said that there is relatively obvious progress. Whether it will work or not depends on her."

Just as he left the bar counter with the drink, a hand suddenly patted his right shoulder. He subconsciously looked to the right but couldn't find anyone. Sure enough, he quickly turned around and found him on the left.

Doris and DeMelia seemed to have just come in from outside, smiling charmingly.

"Doris, you came just in time. I was planning to go to your store to find you if I had something to do."

Wearing thick white snow mandrill fur, her figure is plump and round, like a noble lady with a nourishing life, and her eyes of surprise are full of charm.

"What's going on? Is there really something going on, or are you just trying to make me happy?"

"Of course something really happened. Didn't the cosmic demon attack the underworld? It should have fought against the gatekeeper of the underworld, Karon. I would like to ask you if you have any specific information about that battle."

"Oh~?"

Doris nodded her chin as if remembering, leaned forward, breathed out softly, and whispered in his ear: "Can't we leave these things until tonight?"

Snow mandrill leather, a specialty of the Snowy Area, is a best-seller. One piece can cover up to the knees. It can be worn simply to keep you warm. Of course, it is also extremely valuable.

Covered by fur, his palms gently rubbed against the plump waist, and he also joked softly: "How can I have time to talk about serious things at night..."