Obligations of the elderly

Gongsi was moved for only three seconds, and after a while the video became blurred because the palace father clumsily broke some cable, and then found out from the conversation between the palace father and the palace mother that the palace father seemed to have bought the wrong recording chip. , Their recording time seems to be coming to an end...

Therefore, the palace father and palace mother finally only had time to leave two smiling faces in front of the video, and did not even have time to say a word, and the video ended in such a panic and bewilderment.

"Could it be that they haven't finished talking yet, and they still have something important to say?" Looking at the peaceful bedroom, Xiliu asked.

Gong Si shook his head: "There won't be anything important to say, the rest will just be nonsense."

He's used to it.

Stream: ... ^_^

"But..." Touching his chin with a finger, Xiliu was about to say something when Gong Si's voice suddenly interrupted him.

"However—" Gong Si looked at the uncle opposite: "Although my uncle and I have different personalities, we are both the eldest son of the family, and we all have younger brothers to take care of. From my point of view, if something happens to my younger brother For such a big event, even if I really can't make it back by myself, I will definitely find someone to help me make it as far as possible."

He continued to look at his uncle: "For example, if something happens in winter and spring and I can't make it, I will most likely ask a trustworthy friend to go there for me, such as the stream; or ask someone who can best solve what happened to my brother Friends, like Marlon Emin, don't bet all your hopes on yourself."

"And judging from what my father said, you didn't go there afterwards, and when you and I met for the first time, uncle, you said that it was the first time you met me. According to your reliability, uncle, I don't think You will do this kind of thing. If the matter is not resolved, you will definitely come over to confirm it in person. If the matter has been resolved and you don’t feel the need to come back to see it, then the matter must have been resolved, not my dad just talking about it After one sentence of solution, I think it’s all right, but the more direct reason—”

Gong Si paused for a moment, and looked at the uncle with deeper eyes: "I boldly speculate that the clown my parents met was someone you know? If it is not someone you trust, it is the person who can best solve the situation at that time, because He informed you that the matter was settled at that time, why didn't you come here?"

He raised his eyebrows, but Xiliu didn't speak.

After all, Gong Si is not usually such a scheming person, but Gong Si is the first to say what he is doubting, still in such a sure tone... What do you say "I and my uncle have different personalities", the uncle and nephew People's personalities must be very similar to a certain extent, coupled with similar opportunities, Gong Si pushed others by himself, and then he immediately realized this and made bold speculations.

Xiliu quietly looked at the uncle together with Gongsi.

Stared at by two pairs of dark eyes, the uncle's expression was calm, and finally, he nodded: "Your guess is correct."

He admitted it!

"Ah Si, you discovered the problem that your father hadn't thought about for so many years."

"You are sharp."

Uncle said.

Xiliu: In fact, the more important thing is that the characters of the Gong family's father and the Gong family's uncle really have nothing in common, right?Plus he's just too unreliable...

You can't criticize your elders - Xiliu said to herself.

Then he continued to focus on his uncle and listened to what he had to say.

"The person who cut you... is a person I know. His ability is to cut the connection between the capable person and his own ability."

"For example, cutting the weapon into two parts, one part is huge, and the other part can only maintain a human shape, is probably a downgrade; and for the user, he can cut it more thoroughly, and can completely separate the user and his energy. Cut off."

Sure enough-

It was rumored that the "Dream Cutter" who cut so many people was actually someone that the uncle knew, so the distant person suddenly approached him, and Gong Si felt a little unreal, but he quickly realized that this was an opportunity!He was about to ask a question, but the uncle spoke before him:

"A Si, do you want to know how to get back the cut part of you?"

"It's the fish your father mentioned. Since he came back with you, it means that the connection between the two of you has been re-established a long time ago."

"He will never leave you, even if he is thrown away, he will come back to you, which is the best proof."

"The reason why you can't reintegrate into one is most likely your problem. You still treat you as two individuals."

As the uncle said, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Gongsi's chest: "Whenever you desperately want him to come back, return to your body, and reintegrate with you, then you will naturally be together again."

"This is no longer something that the people who cut you can interfere with."

He's done.

"No no! It's not for me, but for my friend, even Lin, he seems to have been cut..." Gong Si hurriedly said, but what the uncle said seemed to make sense, he didn't seem to be urgent The desire to blend in with Datou, in his opinion, Datou is just Datou, a pet he has kept for many years?friend?Or is it family?Although the mind is simple, the big head already has a little sense of his own.

From the moment he knew he had been cut open since birth, he seemed to always explore the matter itself, and almost never considered returning to the SS class.

He has never cared about his ability, except when he was worried about Xiliu's physical condition. Now that he knows that he can suck well, the part that can't be sucked can still go to the big head, and after Xiliu will be fine, he is even less concerned. I care about it.

Anyway, both he and Xiliu seem to be very resigned to the matter of "becoming stronger".

Probably because they don't rely on ability, and they are also very strong people.

"Scales?" The uncle drooped his eyelashes and thought for a moment: "I can't see it, it must have been cut too thoroughly."

Gong Si was a little anxious: "Since you and Mengmengjian are friends, uncle, can you find him and tell him to exchange Lin's ability back?"

The uncle glanced at him, and suddenly said: "He and I are not friends."

"It's not a casual acquaintance, it's just a work relationship."

"Huh?" Gong Si was stunned.

"When you were born, he happened to ask me, and I also asked him because of your matter, so I asked him to rush over to solve your problem, and he agreed."

Seeing his nephew suddenly freeze, the uncle continued: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, but if we do, I will tell him."

Gong Si was a little happy at first, but soon he became nervous again: "Wait—uncle, you said before that you asked the other party for help because of my birth, and he also needs your help with something, so you exchanged at the same price If you are not friends, then if you ask him to do this favor, will you have to pay anything?"

I always feel that the clown is both good and evil, what if he wants his uncle to help him do bad things, then what will he do!

Gong Si was anxious again.

"I'm not stupid. If I don't need him to do it, I can't call him helping." said the uncle.

When he said that, Gong Si felt relieved.

Although I haven't been with my uncle for a long time, the fact that my uncle is a person who says one is one has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and my uncle never tells lies, he is a very honest person.

"But the premise is that he comes to look for me. If he doesn't look for me, I really don't have his contact information." The uncle said again.

"It's already helped." Gong Si said: "It's much better than when we didn't have a clue at the beginning. In fact, we just found out about this kind of thing. Because of this, we always feel weird when we see clowns, and then There were so many people dressed up as clowns, and there were many balloons tied with red threads. Several times we really thought that the clown was there, and then you came back in a clown suit at night, uncle... ..."

The uncle tilted his head: "No wonder you were so frightened that day. I observed later, and you are not such a timid person."

Gong Si sighed: "Uncle, your timing is too coincidental!"

"But—" After unlocking one big secret in his heart, and another big secret, Gong Si couldn't help being a little curious: "Uncle, you have had direct contact with that clown, what kind of person is he? "

He had a little impression of that clown from his memory, in his opinion, that clown didn't look like a bad guy, but in Lin's memory, that clown was so scary, Gong Si wanted to hear his uncle's opinion.

The uncle was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while, before saying: "Not a good person, but not necessarily a bad person."

"He likes to stand by, approach other people unexpectedly, and then do something suddenly, just quietly watching those people's reactions."

"A person who likes pranks?"

Following the uncle's description, Gong Si thought for a while, then frowned and said, "Sounds a bit wicked."

"Well, you can say that." The uncle affirmed his statement.

Looking at the uncle, Gongsi's curiosity emerged again: "Uncle, you said that he wanted something from you, and my father also said that you know a lot of people, and many of them are quite good. Are ordinary swordsmiths like this? Uncle, what else do you have?" Is it particularly powerful? So many people came to you..."

Looking at his nephew, the uncle was silent at first, and then said: "I'm really just a knife maker."

"However, I am a little different from other swordsmiths. I can refine weapons."

"Refining?" Gong Si hadn't thought of anything yet, but the stream next to him raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Then, in front of them, the uncle suddenly took out a whistle from his chest—that whistle-like thing had been hanging on the uncle's chest from the very beginning, and Gong Si always thought it was an ornament, even though the uncle was simple It doesn't look like someone who can wear accessories, but who can make an exception!

Gong Si watched helplessly as the uncle turned on the switch above the whistle, and poured out a grain of fire from it.

Tinder?

That's right, it's kindling, a round drop of kindling, only the size of a fingernail, crimson, it doesn't look like it has much heat, but it's a very strange kind of kindling, it's floating on the uncle's chest, uncle Protect it with both hands, and before Gongsi could react, the other hand of the uncle suddenly stretched out, I don't know how the uncle did it, the fire suddenly multiplied dozens of times, and turned into a huge Fireball!Howling loudly in front of the uncle's chest——

Gong Si was taken aback!

Now this fire is completely different from the previous drop of fire. Its size is still not large in a strict sense, but the raging heat emanating from the flame can be felt by anyone in this room!The room was still a bit cold at first, but now that the fire had just appeared for less than a minute, the whole room was heated, and Gong Si had to open the quilt first.

The stream was still covered with a quilt, and the flames were reflected in his eyes.

"Aren't you hot?" Gong Si glanced at him, and was about to lift the quilt for him, when suddenly, he heard Xi Liu whisper a word.

"The fire of the refiner..."

"Huh?" Gong Si didn't hear clearly.

Uncle heard it.

"Well, that's right, this is the fire of refining equipment." The uncle said in a flat voice.

Next, the uncle performed extremely powerful fire control skills in front of them, and saw that the fire was constantly changing its shape under the control of the uncle. Thick or thin, everything depends on the operation of the uncle, it can be divided into three groups, and finally extend to both sides, and finally become a ring of fire!

Looking at his nephew's staring eyes, the uncle had to explain: "First of all, this is not juggling, this is the combustion mode that will be used in refining equipment."

"My job is a knife maker. I usually make kitchen knives for ordinary people. Making kitchen knives is my hobby and job. But—"

"The profession passed down from generation to generation in our family is not only this kind of refining method, there is another kind, which is the refining method, the weapon between the weapon and the user."

"Under normal circumstances, a device cannot change its original shape after it is formed. It can only be improved on the basic shape later, or internally added and modified. However, I can help them improve their own in advance before their ability is reached. shape, or change your own shape."

As the uncle said, the fire in his hand became even hotter. His eyes were focused on the flames under his hand, and a craftsman's breath emanated spontaneously——

"Sharp a blunt blade."

"Make the shape that was not sharp enough to be sharp and more suitable for grasping."

"Or melt the battle ax and refine it into a war gun..."

The uncle spoke slowly, and after hearing what he said, Gong Si finally realized what a terrible profession this was. Looking at the stream next to him, the stream seemed to have guessed this matter long ago, and there was no surprise on his face, just Appreciating some kind of spectacular sight, he usually stares at the uncle in front of him.

Until the uncle turned the flame in his hand into a drop of fire, and finally received it into the whistle on his chest.

From the beginning to the end, the uncle's expression didn't change much.

If it wasn't for the still steaming heat in the room, Gong Si almost suspected that he was just dreaming!

"It's no wonder that clown is asking for something from you. His weapon is scissors. He must have come to ask you to sharpen his scissors!" Gong Si thought it over.

"But uncle, didn't you say that you are not a high-level utensil? How can you refine other utensils?" After one question was over, Gongsi had a new one.

"Because it's not me that makes the weapon, but it." The uncle said, pointing to the whistle on his chest: "Just like the stream said, this is the fire of the weapon."

"The reason why our ancestors moved here is for these reasons, to draw super-capacity fire from the place with the highest temperature on the volcano, which can be used to refine fire."

"However, our ancestors also used it to refine ordinary kitchen knives." The uncle said.

Gong Si: ...I can't even imagine what kind of kitchen knife that would be!The murder weapon?

"Not all kinds of fire can be refined, only a few kinds of fire can. Legend has it that this is the fire of Zhu Rong, the fire left by Zhu Rong who suppressed the Nian beast and became the holy beast of this continent."

"And Zhu Rong is also a weapon, an animal-type weapon with the highest fire attribute. It is said that the fire on his body is scattered all over the place. There are volcanoes in these places, and the fire seeds that fall from him have the power to melt all weapons. .”

As the uncle spoke, his voice changed: "It is true that there are many volcanoes in Jizhou, but this legend is yet to be tested."

"However, the fire that can be used for refining can only be found in volcanoes. Our ancestors had no fire, so they traveled all over Jizhou to find suitable fire, and finally found it here."

Pointing to the whistle on his chest, the uncle said: "This is really a good place for knifesmiths. The temperature of the fire is very high, and the water is very cold. We need not only fire but also water to make knives. The higher the temperature of the fire The better, and the lower the temperature of the water, the better, and the things that can withstand the tempering of ice and fire can be called utensils."

"This is also the original meaning of the word device."

After the uncle finished speaking, he looked at the palace: "But I don't know if it is because our ancestors made utensils for generations, our ancestors have produced utensils for generations."

"A user like Qiu Xia is one of the only two or two users in the history of our family, and the others are all weapons."

"However, most of them are water devices, and the level is not high. Occasionally, there are a few high ones, and the height is limited. The level like you, Dongchun, and Aji is probably the apex of the Gong family's devices, especially yours. .”

The uncle looked at Gongsi: "Don't resist your identity, it's the accumulation of history."

"Our family's ancestors have refined weapons for generations. In the process of refining other weapons, are they not refining themselves?"

"Your brother's ability is the result of the Gong family's hard work and dedication to being a craftsman over the years."

"It is precisely because the ancestors concentrated on their professions and generations have devoted themselves to one thing, and their achievements are finally reflected in you."

"The most powerful utensil, a legendary utensil that can withstand the greatest test and extraction."

After the uncle finished speaking, a pair of dark eyes looked deeply at Gongsi.

For the first time, Gong Si saw a flame of passion that could almost be called passion in his uncle's eyes.

***

After telling them to drink pear soup, the uncle left.

There was only a room full of heat, and the palace had to open the windows to ventilate and dissipate heat. It was the first time that the palace had to open the windows in such a cold weather. The snow fell at night, and let the snowflakes as big as goose feathers fall on my face. Gong Si felt that only in this way could his face cool down slightly.

His face was flushed and warm, and he didn't know whether it was because of his uncle's anger or his words.

After a long time, until the stream persuaded him, he closed the window and went back to bed.

Gu Lulu drank the pear water in one gulp, Gong Si patted his cheek and said, "What should I do? What should I do if my uncle made me so excited?"

Staring at the cup in his hand, Gong Si quickly felt his heart beating violently.

"It's already very exciting, Ah Si, you are the fruit of your ancestors' diligence, and God's reward for their dedication." Afraid that Gong Si was not excited enough, Xi Liu smiled and "added fuel to the fire".

Fortunately, Gong Si resisted.

"At first I resisted the identity of a device, but today I finally..." He raised his head: "I'm relieved."

"If you don't regard yourself as something that must be used by the user, but regard your ability as the result of the hard work of my ancestors." Staring at the front, Gong Si's eyes sparkled: "I feel very honored."

Xiliu smiled: "Yes, it is admirable to achieve the pinnacle of any profession, especially your ancestors have been swordsmiths for generations, so you can call it "craftsman". This is the highest reward for all professions. It is an honor. "

"And you are the embodiment of their glory."

"There are Dongchun and Aji, and Qiuxia should be too." Gong Si added.

"Yeah, they are too." Xiliu said as he wanted.

Forced himself to lie down and stuffed himself under the quilt, but the excitement continued, Gong Si couldn't control himself and spoke again:

"The stream, that sounds strange."

"I'm usually not a very curious person, why am I so curious today? The questions are one after another, I seem to ask a lot of secrets, do you think uncle will be angry! Ah... Are there some questions that are not yet answered? When is it time to ask?" Gong Si couldn't help talking to Xi Liu.

"That's because you have an uncle." Xiliu said to him with a curved mouth.

With an elder in his heart that he could rely on, he became a curious child again.

"Don't worry, uncle won't be angry. Just like you, uncle is also a frank person. He won't answer questions you shouldn't ask. He's not lying, but just telling you that he can't answer. Since he answered, he thinks those questions That's what you should know."

"Didn't uncle still praise you?" Xi Liu said.

"Hey? Did you praise me? When? Which sentence? Describe the situation at that time again."

"Uncle praised you for being sharp, when you said that the clown was someone he found..."

"Ah! I remembered! Is that a compliment? Ah..."

Suspected of talking too much for the first time, Gong Si rambled on and chatted with the stream, and the two chatted until very late before falling asleep again.

"I can't do it anymore, you set an alarm clock, I have to get up early... Tomorrow I will help uncle cook..." Muttering, handing over the responsibility of setting the alarm clock to Xiliu, Gongsi collapsed uncontrollably.

Tucking the quilt for him, Xiliu looked at him with a smile and saw that he was breathing smoothly and fell asleep, so he set the alarm clock as he said, and then lay down to sleep by himself.