[Sword Three] [Tao Sword] Sword Edge

"Okay, then I'll change one." Ye Rong pondered for a while, "My father and my mother are cousins ​​from the Ye family. My father is a martial arts idiot, and my mother doesn't like martial arts. She likes fiery swords." Lu."

Jiang Li frowned and said, "What I asked you to talk about is not this—"

"When my mother was a teenager, she forged a sword that was full of praise from the family. After that, my father only used the sword forged by my mother. When my mother was 20 years old, she would marry my father naturally. me."

Jiang Li hesitated to speak, but Ye Rong lazily continued: "Daddy is a heroic ally like you. When I grow up, he will be sent to Nanping Mountain Station, which is where you are now. But It was too far away from Ye's family, and my mother was not good at martial arts, so she couldn't be with him. She sent her father all the way from Hangzhou to Baling. When they were parting, they found a spring by accident. It was a high-grade cold spring for making swords .”

Suddenly, Jiang Li looked back at the waterfall and touched the water surface with his hand. It was clear and icy cold.

"She liked these things at first, and she was very pleasantly surprised at that time. She immediately sent someone to set up a place near Hanquan, built a small yard, and built a sword-making furnace underground, and brought me here to live with me. I was At a very young age, she can personally teach me how to write the door, and she can forge swords here with peace of mind. She is also very close to my father, and all difficulties are solved.

"Father came back every five or six days. All his swords came out of this spring cave. Mother devoted herself to studying the magical effect of the cold spring. The hilts she forged are better than the other. They are durable, sharp and beautiful. My father's friends are one by one. He was so jealous that he knew that he had a wife who was very good at forging swords. He would come here to sit here occasionally. Those days were really good, but after a long time, even the people in the Valley of the Wicked heard about it.

Jiang Li's face darkened, he probably guessed what happened next.

"One night later, they found this yard and wanted to force my mother to make swords for them. My mother hid me in the well in the backyard in a panic, and cut down a bamboo forest to cover the way to the spring cave. But her kung fu is not good after all, she couldn't deal with so many people alone, knowing that she couldn't escape, she simply cut off her right hand."

Jiang Li immediately froze: "Lingtang, she—"

Ye Rong sighed softly: "She originally thought that these people would have nothing to do with her, but she didn't expect them to be so vicious that they shot her directly in a fit of anger and killed her."

It must have been a long time since this incident, Ye Rong took a sip of wine from time to time, his tone was calm and steady, and he couldn't hear much grief, but Jiang Li began to feel sad.But looking at Ye Rong's expression, he didn't know if he needed comfort, so he could only listen to him continue: "I sank in the well and didn't dare to make a sound. I waited until dawn, and the people at the bottom of the mountain saw the blood in the spring water. I found him and rescued me. When my father received the news, he rushed home like crazy, so he could only bury my mother on the peach hill with his own hands. On the second day after the burial, he suddenly became confused and couldn't believe that my mother was real. I ran after him all the way to the spring cave, and saw the new sword that my mother planned to give him. The sword was only half cast, and the sword model was still placed in the sword casting On the stage, Dad finally woke up, fell into the water and began to cry. He told me that he had used the sword his mother gave him since he was 14 years old. Now, he has no sword and can do nothing."

Jiang Li regretted: "Don't talk about it."

"Hey, you asked me to tell it, but you didn't like it when I told it halfway through." Ye Rong understood what he was thinking, and looked at him with a smile, "Let me finish, I wanted to tell others a long time ago— —Where did you talk? Oh, Dad said what he said, and he really did what he said. Since then, he has been staying here without seeing anyone. The family couldn’t persuade him, so they took me back to the villa. I really want him Pull yourself up, think about it, maybe you need a sword. He is unwilling to use a sword made by someone other than my mother in his life, but he has always loved me very much. If it was a sword made by me, he might use it. "

Jiang Li understood a bit: "Have you started to learn how to forge swords?"

"Yes, I think, after learning martial arts, it is important to learn how to forge swords first." Ye Rong looked at Jiang Li with a bit of complacency in his voice, "It only took me six years to forge a sword comparable to my mother's." Come the sword."

Jiang Li was startled, somehow even proud of herself.

"I went to find him with a sword. We hadn't seen each other for six years. He almost didn't recognize me, and I almost didn't recognize him. Six years seemed to be ten years older, and even his hair was grey. Halfway through," Ye Rong paused, Xin Xinran narrowed his eyes, "but he was so happy when he got the sword, he hugged me and started crying again, saying that I never came to see him, he thought his son I don’t recognize him as a father anymore. I only found out at that time that he felt that his negligence killed his mother, and he never had the face to go back to see me, so he drank and drank bitterly all by himself. Only then did I know, It turns out that I have such a good son."

This is obviously a good thing, but Ye Rong lowered his voice: "I told him, mother has gone, and I will make him a sword in the future. After a few days, I ran to Nanping Mountain excitedly with my sword in hand, saying that I must cheer up and show it to me."

His voice was gradually covered by the sound of water, Jiang Li had to get closer to hear clearly, he had some ominous premonition, turned slightly sideways, and quietly pressed Ye Rong's hand.

The drunkenness and drowsiness also followed, Ye Rong felt the back of his hand was hot, felt the temperature of Jiang Li, and leaned back comfortably: "It's ridiculous to say, I was so stupid at that time, thinking that Daddy had Jian can cheer up, but forget that he has been sluggish for these years, and his martial arts and body have dropped a lot, so going to the front line like this is just sending him to death?" He smiled, "But he is indeed old, and his brain is not enough. , I was only thinking about how to impress me, how to pretend to be my father, and completely forgot about my body, and within a few days, I was seriously injured in a daze, was carried back, and was not cured in the end."

He closed his eyes: "I combined him with my mother and buried him under the peach hill."

His six years of hard work and expectation, in the end, he only got one result like this. What a crushing blow that was, Jiang Li felt a throbbing pain in his heart, as if he had returned to the time when he learned of Master's death, but he was not good at words and couldn't think of anything. How to comfort, I can only hold Ye Rong's hand tightly, feeling that he has not broken free, and groping to hold the other one.

"After Dad left, I was just like him back then. I stayed here and muddled around until one night, when I was drunk, I stumbled and rolled down a mountain road."

Jiang Li said, "Is it the road just now?"

"Of course," Ye Rong looked at him, his eyes finally lit up again, "That was the first time I came back here in six years, I was so drunk that I seemed to see the figure of my mother casting swords here, Right there..." His hand waved and pointed towards the sword stove, "I got up, and she slowly turned her head and smiled at me... You don't know, she really looks good when she smiles, But after that smile, it disappeared. I rushed over, and the sword model from six years ago was still on the sword casting platform, with a thick layer of dust on it, and no one had touched it.

"I spent two months afterwards, thinking about nothing else, relying solely on the sword mold, this sword furnace and the water here, to cast a sword wholeheartedly. It was very cold here at first, and the winter is getting worse. It was getting closer and closer, but when the sword was completed, the place was already baked by the fire like spring. I took the sword out of the spring cave, just in time for the first snow of the year in Baling... There will be no snow on Taoqiu The snow, the snow melted as soon as it fell to the ground. I held the sword, looked at the snow that floated to the ground, looked at it, and suddenly felt that I had come alive, and everything was different.”

Looking at his expression, Jiang Li felt slightly relieved: "So you just stayed here?"

"Yes," Ye Rong stretched his waist, "I'm not too interested in martial arts. Forging swords is very good. This is also a good place. When you are sad, come in and beat for a while, and you will be a good man when you go out."

Jiang Li couldn't help but smiled, his eyes were gentle: "Then what about the sword you forged?"

"Sword?" Ye Rong thought for a while in a daze, "You mean the sword that was cast from a sword mold? I kept it with me from now on, until I met you that day, so I lent it to you."

Jiang Li's complexion changed, and he stood up abruptly: "Which one is it?!"

Ye Rong was already dizzy, but now without him leaning on him, he almost fell headlong into the pond, Jiang Li was so startled that he caught him, and said anxiously, "That sword has already been taken by me—"

"It's broken. What's the matter? If it's broken, it's broken. I still have a new one for you," Ye Rong was really generous. He grabbed Jiang Li's hand, struggled a few times and still couldn't sit up straight. Every movement made the world spin. He simply tilted his head on his shoulder and muttered in a low voice, "I've been here alone for too long, and it's so easy to meet someone... who can use my sword so beautifully... It's too late to be happy..."

He suddenly stopped, and said in a muffled voice, "Jiang Li."

Jiang Li looked at him helplessly.

Ye Rong just buried his head on his shoulder for a long time, and said, "Don't die..."

Jiang Li's chest trembled, and he didn't know whether he answered or nodded, only to hear Ye Rong say in a trance, "I saw you on the beach... and I thought... it's great to be able to use my sword for you." I can give you whatever sword you want to use in the future..."

Jiang Li's hands trembled, his ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat, and his head was also in a mess. Finally, he couldn't resist and hugged him.

"—hug, hug!"

With a cry, Jiang Li was startled, Ye Rong was half sober from the wine, the two looked around, and the beautiful four fell to the entrance of the cave.

Li Yan was at the bottom, Ye Ye Sanjiao was screaming on his armor, Amei scolded Ye San'er for pulling her braid, the Daoist master was the fastest to stand up, he raised his palm with one hand, and said One Amitabha.

Ye Jiesan's voice was panicked and loud, echoing for a long time, several people looked at each other, Jiang Li's expression was enough to freeze the charcoal fire of that stove.

Ye Rong saw clearly that it was them, and said in surprise, "How long have you been peeping?"

The three people lying on the ground gritted their teeth and cracked their mouths. Amei twitched her braids and stood up, sitting on Ye Feisan and Li Yan, bit her lips, and suddenly her eyes were red: "Master Ye, we are not dead..."

Ye Rong was stunned.

After the little girl yelled the first sentence, it seemed as if the dam had opened the gates, and the rest of the words yelled out in a tearful voice:

"We...we are poor all day long, and we can't even buy decent weapons! The food made by the boss is terrible, I have enough anyway! You will... stay with us from now on!" She wiped her face, "It doesn't matter if you don't have parents, look at me, I haven't had one since I was a child, don't be sad; it doesn't matter if you don't know martial arts, Ye San'er is also from the Ye family, he can teach you any trick you want You, if... if you feel lonely, Xiao Jiang can also give you a hug—if anyone dares to bully you, we will beat him up for you!"

Ye Rong smiled when he heard the beginning, but he couldn't help but blush at the end: "...that's really good...this...thank you, Miss Mei, for your care..."

Ah Mei sniffed, and found that Jiang Li was still staring at them, and the other hand was still around Ye Rong's waist. Then she blushed, and jumped up with a flutter, grabbing Ye Jiesan with one hand and holding Ye Rongsan with the other. The great monk ran away as fast as he could: "Xiao Jiang, don't make trouble! Take Master Ye back and cook for us!"

"The little girl is getting more and more outrageous!"

Li Yan got up disheveled, glanced furtively at the two of them, and disappeared in a flash.

Jiang Li managed to conjure up tenderness, but in a blink of an eye he was disturbed, and stared at the hole with an unhappy face to vent his anger.

Ye Rong smiled but said, "Xiao Jiang, you really have a group of good friends."

Jiang Li was brought back to his senses by Ye Rong's words, pulled him hard, and hugged him back as if angry, hugging him tightly.

"Hey, take it easy," Ye Rong couldn't help but push him away, "Looks like I should have joined in a long time ago, teaching your boss to cook, making some decent weapons for you, and by the way, teaching Ye San how to forge swords—he is so Going down is not the way to go. If you have a family, you always have to go back. How promising is your son? I instructed him to make a good sword for his uncle, and I promise to make him smile."

Jiang Li's face was full of unwillingness: "Then give me what."

Ye Rong thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and covered his eyes:

"Here you go."

Something soft and hot, with the aroma of wine, gently rubbed against her lips.

Jiang Li bent the corners of her lips, took away the opponent's hand, clasped her arms around her waist, and kissed her hard.

The sapphire cup in hand overturned, twirled, and fell into the spring water with a bang, shattering the reflection in the water.

A few circles of clear ripples spread out, life and death, due to chance, the shadows slowly merged.

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