[Sword III] Collection System

As night fell, although he was in a hurry, he finally settled down in a farmhouse near the water.

"Is Xi'er asleep?"

In the faint candlelight, a male voice came quietly from the left.

"Shh, don't make noise, you just fell asleep."

A female voice followed quietly from the right.

"Then we..."

"Don't hurry up!"

After finishing speaking, the two carefully stepped over the sleeping child in the middle, got up stealthily, and did not forget to close the door when they left.

"?" After the two of them left, Fang Qi got up abruptly. He was really about to fall asleep, but when he heard his parents whispering, he lost all sleepiness.

It's so late, where are they going?

It's not that he doesn't believe in his parents, but it's unreasonable not to go out and watch around at this time.

So the little friend Fang Xi carefully rubbed off the hard bed and followed him out with his short legs. It seemed that because the candlelight was too dim, he accidentally bumped into the table when he went out, and he hit the table with a cloth head. Be careful that the so-called 'betrothal gift' Gululu was about to roll off, Fang Qi immediately stood on tiptoe to support the creaking broken table, and the egg of an unknown bird was able to roll back to its original position and save a People don't kill birds.

"Zixia, did you hear anything?"

"Is there? Probably because the wind is too loud at night."

The two who were about to find a place to sit outside the door were puzzled.

So dangerous, so dangerous... I almost got caught...

Fang Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to follow him quietly. Before he could get close, his mother's surprise cries came from behind the tree.

"Zixia, I thought that the sword on your body has been used for a long time, so I deliberately found this Qiuli sword, and I will give it to you here."

Under the moonlight, beside the old tree, the elegant and elegant man in white clothes held a sword in his hand and said so.

"How does this make... such a precious sword?" Fang Zixia waved her hands again and again as if to shirk, but in the end she was no match for her husband's stubbornness, and reluctantly accepted the sword.

"Zixia, we have known each other for many years, and now we are married, what you said is really out of the ordinary." Tao Hanting's eyes were full of tenderness.

"...Okay, but you are not allowed to spend money like this again in the future." Fang Zixia punched her husband's chest sullenly, and then shyly snuggled up to her.

"Everything is up to you..." Tao Hanting smiled and pulled the lady into his arms.

The affectionate, mandarin duck and heroic couple are talking about these two, and Fang Xi, who was suddenly blinded by the love between his parents, was completely broken.

"No wonder you suddenly said that you wanted to go to Junshan, so that's what you wanted to do." Fang Zixia touched the sword with narrow eyes.

"Ahem... After all, it was sent by a friend all the way, so it's not justified if I don't accept it myself." Tao Hanting blushed slightly, and turned his head to one side.

"Yes, my husband is the best~" Fang Zixia frowned.

Tao Hanting added helplessly: "Actually, besides the Qiuli Sword, Zixia, my Jiang Hu friend also brought an extra sword. It is said that it was forged from a broken sword again. I think the quality Yes, I also bought it together, this is it.”

"Huh? Let me take a look." Fang Zixia snatched the small sword from her husband's hand and watched it carefully in the moonlight. She saw that the sword was simple in shape, exquisite in workmanship, and light in material. Although it was forged again, it exuded a fierce sword. Qi has not been diminished by years of wind and frost, this is undoubtedly a good sword, but...

"It's such a pity, if this sword hadn't been broken, it would definitely set off a fight in the rivers and lakes." Fang Zixia's eyes showed regret.

"Yeah, it's because no one cares about it that the sword owner chose to transfer this sword at a low price, which made me pick up the bargain."

"But Hanting, this sword is not too big or too small. It's not suitable for a saber, and it's too long for a self-defense dagger. Look..." Fang Zixia hesitated after hearing the words.

"So, this little sword is not for you, but I am going to give it to Xi'er to play with." Tao Hanting took the little sword and flipped the blade lightly: "It is not sharpened, and the size and weight are suitable. Xi'er should be able to I like it very much”

"Hey, you sword idiot, you plan to let Xiao Qi'er inherit your mantle when he is only so old?" Fang Zixia pouted dissatisfiedly: "I would rather Xiao Qi'er grow up to be a rich man, without worrying about food or not every day." Worry about how good it is to wear"

"Money is all outside the body, what good is it if you don't bring it with you when you die, let Xi'er practice martial arts and swords from a young age, and when he grows up, he will be a peerless hero who helps the weak and the strong!" Tao Hanting waved his sleeves retorted.

"It's good to have money!"

"It's a manly act to be a chivalrous man!"

"Money is good!"

"Good man!"

Listening to the daily quarrel between parents, Fang Xi couldn't help yawning. At first he thought he could overhear the little secret between parents, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this.

*****

Before dawn on the second day, Fang Xi was dug out from the warm quilt. After biding farewell to the deaf old woman who was staying with them in a daze, the family of three embarked on the road to Luoyang again.

Originally, according to their plan, they should be able to rush back to their hometown of Fengyu Town for the New Year in the first month of this year, but they couldn't stand their parents' chivalrous occupational disease. In the beginning of autumn of the second year, I was also too intoxicated.

Although his father and mother repeatedly assured that this was the last time, Fang Xi didn't believe their nonsense at all. If that was the case, they would have arrived at their destination 800 years earlier, not the second son of the third aunt who is helping the neighbor of Er Zhuzi at the head of the village. The ox cart of my aunt's youngest son's house had a suspension after repair.

Fortunately, the owner of the ox cart wanted to thank his father for repairing his family's ox cart, so he was willing to give them a ride on the way to the market. Due to his tight budget recently, his father, who has a slight obsession with cleanliness, could only reluctantly agree.

"Hey, I've laid a lot of straw here. It's clean to sit on, but the road is steep with miscellaneous goods. You two have to hold on to the little girl in your arms." The bull driver cracked a mouthful of white teeth heartily.

"?" Fang Xi turned his head abruptly, and a straightforward and simple face came into view.

"Little daughter? Pfft..." Mother couldn't help laughing.

"What's the matter?" The cow driver scratched his head, very puzzled.

"Cough, it's okay, master, you can do your work..." Dad also turned his head, coughing desperately to hide his smile.

"..." Fang Xi was very upset. Didn't his hair grow a little over the past year and his mother tied it into a braid with silk satin? Why does someone mistake him for a little girl every time?

"Han Ting, what do you think of that roll of purple cloth that you photographed last time?" Mother whispered.

"Zixia, although my husband has always known that you like girls, but after all, Qi'er...isn't that good..." Daddy looked puzzled.

"You just pay for it, why is there so much nonsense?" Mother Liu Mei raised her hips upside down: "I don't care, I just want to make a skirt for Xiao Qi'er"

"Okay, okay...we'll go buy it when we get to Luoyang..." Dad hurriedly got up to comfort him.

"..." Fang Xi stared at the sky speechlessly, every time the two of them would quarrel with the volume they thought they couldn't hear, completely ignoring his 'Zaohui' setting.

In other words, how can he persuade his mother not to wear a skirt for him?

Sure enough, it lived up to what the cattle driver said before, the bullock cart was bumped one after another on the road, coupled with the creaking noise of the broken wheels, it made people dizzy and toothache, but it was finally one step closer to the destination. Unexpectedly, it will take about a few days to arrive...

"There is a lot of noise ahead, someone must be killed, Han Ting, let's rush to the rescue!"

"Miss, don't wait for your husband to investigate!"

After all, the pair of mandarin ducks flew into the air one after another, leaving the dumbfounded cattle driver and Fang Xi, who was also dumbfounded, on the spot.

"Oh, you two are so handsome!" The cattle driver, who had never seen a big world, clapped his hands repeatedly.

Fang Qi: "..."

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