Hammer like a song

【On the first day of August, the black bird returns to the flock of birds to raise shame】

This autumn is very cool.The world is in dispute, Wu and Chu are against each other, and the country of Yue looks down upon them.King Wu issued an edict ordering craftsmen all over the world to forge peerless swords.

On the day when the edict was issued to Mo's family, the envoy of the king came in person and was very cordial, just like in the past when Mo Xie's father and brother were there.

"I also saw you when you were young, and now you are slim and beautiful." Wang Envoy is already an octogenarian, sitting on the head, looking at Mo Xie with kind eyes.

"Now that the current situation is turbulent, the king needs a sword to frighten all the little ones in all directions, and to establish a foundation for eternity. The Mo family is willing to help the king as before." The king's tone was calm.

"Wang Envoy Rong, there are only me and my disciples left in the Mo family. The ability to forge swords is undeniable. I'm afraid that trivial tricks will not be able to support Jiamu." Mo Xie replied neither humble nor overbearing.

The king's envoy frowned slightly: "Is that the case?" He sighed, "It's okay. The king has great ambitions, and he only wishes the world to be peaceful. We will do our best to help. The king will not be harsh. I have to go. I went to other places to visit the skilled craftsman in person, and spread the king's order widely, and I will stay soon."

Mo Xie and General Gan couldn't keep them, so they watched the envoy leave.

It was night, the bean lamp was shaking slightly, and Mo Xie was sitting in the room.

The sporadic memories of being with his father when he was young flashed back. The first time he saw Longyuan cutting the sword like mud, the solemnity of learning the Dingdong Hammer language for the first time, and the concentration of forging swords with his brother for the first time. vividly.

Longyuan, Tai'a, Gongbu, all the swords in the world have made the Mo family famous as master craftsmen, and they have long been held in her heart and carried on her shoulders.The Mo family has been passed down for generations, and her little dream since she was a child is like a prairie spark, which has never been annihilated by livelihood, and at this moment it ignites again in her heart.

The sound of cock crowing at the head of the village means that the sky will be bright.The go-getter asked softly outside the door: "Master, are you up yet?"

Mo Xie twisted his stiff neck, turned his shoulders, and shook off the frosty autumn night, and replied: "I will make preparations in the past few days. I want to take over the sword casting. In a few days, we will set off to find Tie Ying." .”

Fifteen days later, it was good luck and it was time to go out. The blacksmith shop was locked.