Dabaojian he is too cute

From then on, Zhong Yue became Zhong Yu's apprentice and knew his true identity.

Zhong Yu is a master craftsman, the god who forges soldiers for mortal heroes.

There are not many jobs for a master craftsman. It often takes hundreds of years to forge a weapon, but it only takes a few months to forge a magic weapon.

Therefore, as far as Yu Zhongyu is concerned, he has plenty of time.

Zhong Yue didn't know how he used to live. After he became an apprentice, Zhong Yu spent a lot of time teaching him how to work.

From weaving to carving to forging weapons.

Zhong Yu is a strict master, and Zhong Yue will be punished when he makes mistakes.

"Stretch out your hand." Zhong Yu said angrily, "How many times have you been taught that you still can't remember, mortals are stupid!"

Xiao Zhongyue stretched out his hand obediently.

Zhong Yu raised his hand high and hit Zhong Yue's palm but it didn't hurt, it was much lighter than his father and mother.

Xiao Zhongyue tilted his head in doubt.

"What are you looking at? Hit him again!" Zhong Yu patted him again.

Xiao Zhongyue blinked for a moment, and suddenly understood. He purposely yelled "Ah" in pain, and squatted down with his arms folded.

Sure enough, Zhong Yu was taken aback, and quickly squatted down and took his hand to check: "Why... what's wrong, you mortals are crispy skin, does it hurt?"

Xiao Zhongyue raised his head and smiled: "It doesn't hurt."

Zhong Yu was taken aback for a moment, and Xiao Zhongyue withdrew his hand and ran away nimbly.

"Hey! You bastard! How dare you lie to me as a teacher!" Zhong Yu jumped up in anger.

The master and apprentice started chasing around the palace, and the windows of the palace were pushed open by one hand.

Zhong Yue stood by the window, and in a blink of an eye he looked like a young man, his brows and eyes became more handsome, and outside the window was the misty and rainy Jiangnan.

"I went out today and bought a few books." Zhong Yue handed the bamboo slips to the master, "I have nothing to do, it's good to read books."

"Damp place, bad luck! Bad luck!" Zhong Yu huddled on the chair with an irritable face, took the book and flipped through it, blushing, and threw the bamboo slips at Zhong Yue: "Where did you buy the yellow book!"

Zhong Yue was 15 years old this year, and he tortured his master for half a month, persuading him to move his family from the desert to an area populated by mortals.

However, after moving here for ten days, Zhong Yu refused to go out, and just curled up in a chair and cursed violently every day.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhong Yue used the excuse of looking at the lighting to take Zhong Yu out of the house.

Then something magical happened.

The master, who is at home day and night, can't even lift his head when he goes out.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the road is full of mortals guessing lantern riddles, surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

"Mortal people, mortal people, mortal people, mortal people are all mortal people." Zhong Yu lowered his head deeply, grabbed Zhong Yue's sleeve with one hand, and murmured, "Why are there so many mortal people..."

"Master, look at how beautiful that lamp is." Zhong Yue said.

"Look and see if you can't see it." Zhong Yu still lowered his head, "When will I go home, as a teacher, I hate seeing ordinary people the most."

"Why do you hate ordinary people?" Zhong Yue asked puzzled.

"I hate it! Mortals don't have a good thing!" Zhong Yu said angrily.

"I'm a mortal too." Zhong Yue reminded.

"So you are a bitch! Your parents will really give you a name!" Zhong Yu said mercilessly.

Zhong Yue was so choked that he couldn't speak, so he bought a beautiful lamp for the master and asked him to hold it in his hand.

"What's so good about this thing, I can do it myself as a teacher." Zhong Yu held the lamp, and his tone softened a lot.

"Your Majesty is here—" someone shouted in the distance.

"It's Your Majesty? Has Your Majesty come to see the lantern show?" The crowd immediately became agitated and squeezed towards the direction of the voice: "Ah, Your Majesty! I really want to see Your Majesty's dragon face!!!"

"What bullshit Your Majesty, it's also Fanwuwuwuwu..." Zhong Yu was in the middle of scolding, and Zhong Yue, who was frightened, tightly covered his mouth.

There are so many people here, it is not impossible to gang up on the gods.

At this moment, another group of people came, screaming and rushing towards the real dragon emperor, and dispersed the two masters and apprentices.

When Zhong Yue hurriedly found the master who was deeply socially phobic, he saw Zhong Yu talking to another person.

It was a gentle and beautiful woman, wearing a plain dress, who bent down to pick up the dropped lamp for Zhong Yu.

Zhong Yu took it with a blushing face, and left without saying thank you.

But Zhong Yue knew that his master fell in love with this mortal woman at first sight.

From then on, Zhong Yu didn't think about food and drink, just sat by the window in a daze every day, and secretly made a bunch of jewelry that women love.

But he just didn't go out to see the woman.

Zhong Yue saw him thoroughly, and repeatedly mentioned the word "Master" in his ear, which made Zhong Yu jump up and chase him.

One day when taking a bath, the master and the apprentice soaked in the water.

Zhong Yue asked him: "I like that woman, why don't you go see her?"

"I don't like it." Zhong Yu said indifferently, "I won't like mortals."

"Why do you look down on ordinary people?" Zhong Yue became a little angry, "Ordinary people are strong and brave, kind and intelligent."

"Ordinary people are selfish and greedy." Zhong Yu'e said harshly.

"It's not like that, it's because you have never been in contact with mortals, and you have a prejudice against mortals." Zhong Yue said, "However, mortal women get married early, and that woman is so beautiful. Go and see her, maybe she is a married woman long ago. Woolen cloth."

Zhong Yu was stunned for a long time, but finally decided to go see her.

Zhong Yue also didn't know what was going on with Master's relationship.

Zhong Yu would go out occasionally, and when he returned home, he would not show any affection, and would not have the slightest sweetness in love.

Zhong Yue originally thought that he could not get it because of love, but one day, Zhong Yu brought his wife back home.

"You are Yue'er, right? A Yu often mentions you." The teacher smiled and handed him some snacks that children like, then turned around and whispered to Zhong Yu: "From your description, I always thought he was a baby. Why? Taller than you?"

Zhong Yu had a dirty face and refused to speak.

His wife did not live in their home, but she visited them often.

Because she was always smiling, Zhong Yue thought she was gentle and gentle at first, and was often worried that she would be abused by the bad-tempered master.

However, in just a few years, Shi Niang became the overlord of their family.

The mistress is in charge of cooking and holds the financial power of the family. When the mistress yells, the master and the apprentice will be punished to stand at the base of the wall.As long as the master said something wrong with ordinary people, he had to slap his mouth.

Mistress never did anything, she always just smiled and watched them physically punish her.

Their days passed day by day like a running account, and Zhong Yue's handicraft skills became more and more mature. One day, Zhong Yu said to him: "I have nothing to teach you as a teacher. You are indeed a smart mortal."

Although he no longer teaches, Zhong Yue still respectfully calls him Master and regards him as his father...and also his best friend.

I just don't know when, the teacher's wife came less and less, and then one day she stopped coming.

Zhong Yu became very silent, drinking heavily all day long, shutting himself at home, but occasionally going out.

That night, Zhong Yue saw Zhong Yu drinking alone in the hall again.

After thinking for a long time, Zhong Yue asked, "Did you quarrel with Mrs. Shi?"

Zhong Yu refused to answer, just continued to drink, empty wine gourds were all around his feet.

"Stop drinking." Zhong Yue snatched the flagon from his hand, "Drinking will hurt your health."

Zhong Yu looked at him, and suddenly laughed, as if he heard a ridiculous joke.

He laughed so much that Zhong Yue was stunned, and two lines of tears fell down his cheeks.

This was the first time Zhong Yue saw Master cry.

It took a long time before Zhong Yu told the truth: "She is sick."

Zhong Yue put down the gourd suddenly, he never thought it would be like this.

"What disease is it? Is it serious?" Zhong Yue asked, "Did you see a doctor?"

"I've found it." Zhong Yu looked at the front of nothingness, "She is such a strong person, even a god dares to beat her..."

Zhong Yue didn't know what to say at the moment, he used to hold the master in his arms, but was pushed away by the master.

"Don't touch me!" Zhong Yu roared loudly, tears rolled down like a storm, "You mortals pretend to be gentle and kind, approach me hypocritically, and promise me for the rest of your life!"

This god who lived for thousands of years cried like a child.

"Your mistress will leave me, and you will leave me too." Zhong Yu looked at him weakly, "You mortals are selfish, you only enjoy the happiness when you are with me, and then let me bear the pain of parting, why should I ? Why should I be the one left behind? Why should I miss you and her for thousands of years, and you just need to close your eyes to be relieved?"

Zhong Yue couldn't say a word, at this time, any words of comfort he could say seemed to hurt Zhong Yu.

Moreover, he didn't know until now that the master didn't hate ordinary people.

Just like when picking him up, Zhong Yu repeatedly thought about throwing him out, Zhong Yu was afraid of developing feelings for mortals.

"Do you know the feeling of never seeing someone again?" Zhong Yu said, "I have great powers, but when I like someone, I can't do anything."

Zhong Yu sighed deeply and drank more and more wine.

Before his wife left, Zhong Yu went to the birthday hall alone and knelt for a whole month, no matter it was windy, rainy or thunderous, he never left.

Zhong Yue felt distressed and scared - how would Zhong Yu save his life when he left in the next few decades?

Mistress still left.

This is not the first time that Zhong Yu has watched mortals leave, he doesn't even want to see Zhong Yue's face, he hides in the workshop all day long, not knowing what weapons to polish.

But Zhong Yue remembered that at that time, the gods clearly did not convey the will of casting soldiers.

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"Then what is he doing?" Egret asked with his head raised.

"He's making... a sword that can kill himself." Zhong Yue said slowly, "Only a sword with divine power can truly hurt a god."

Bai Lu was stunned, and then slowly touched Zhong Yue's face, there were no tears on it.

After all, this was already 4000 years ago.

"I was 26 years old that year, and my master left me his divine power." Zhong Yue said, "He was freed from his fate as a master craftsman."

"But do you want to be a master craftsman, brother?" Bai Lu asked.

Zhong Yue didn't answer, this question is meaningless to him now.

"Brother." Bai Lu put his face on his arm and whispered, "I will always be with you, and I will never, never leave you."

Zhong Yue couldn't help laughing when he heard this, patted his head, and said, "I'm not as afraid of parting as Master, although I'm also sad."

Zhong Yu didn't know that even a mortal would have to go through countless partings in his life, and this was something he was destined to face when he was born.

"It doesn't matter." Bailu said stubbornly, "I won't make you sad, I am your... most solid partner and friend."

When Zhong Yue heard the words "good friend", he suddenly became jealous.

Obviously when he told the story just now, he didn't even shed tears.

At this moment, Zhong Yue had to admit that maybe in some moments, he was really lonely.

He needed egrets, so he paid his own blood.

"Brother, why don't you talk?" Bailu grabbed his arm, "Aren't you willing to be friends with me?"

"No." Zhong Yue said quickly, "It's very late now, go to bed early."

Bailu still insisted on stretching out her hand: "Mom said, shake hands, good friends, we will hold hands and sleep."

Zhong Yue has almost never made friends, I don't know that there are such rules in this era.

But he still stretched out his hand cooperatively and held Bailu's hand.

"Go to sleep, good friend." Zhong Yue said softly, "Good night."

"Good night." Bai Lu clasped his fingers together and closed his eyes with a smile.

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