The gentleman hides the front [Comprehensive]

Chapter 19.Just when there is no wind and dust in the world.

The climate in the South China Sea is very hot. After the New Year's Eve, Ye Qiege stretched out his hands to feel the temperature outside the house, and felt his palms were slightly hot after a while.After thinking about it again and again, after she practiced swords with her brother early in the morning, she said that she was going to open a furnace to forge swords.

Ye Gucheng looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and said: "Don't be brave", and then he took Ye Qiege all the way west, and stopped at a place with dense bamboo leaves.

Ye Qige took a closer look, and found that the sword stove had been set up here, and all the utensils were properly prepared.Ye Gucheng also knew that casting swords was a very hard work, so he built another room next to the sword casting room. During the period, the decoration was the same as Ye Qiege's room, for her to rest at any time.

Needless to say thanks, Ye Qiege smiled at his elder brother, and deftly lit the fire.

Ye Gucheng watched her busy for a while, finally turned around slowly, and went to deal with his own affairs.

Now that March is approaching, it will be the younger sister's birthday soon. Ye Gucheng originally wanted to wait for Ye Qiage to open the furnace to celebrate with the younger sister, but he never imagined that by the time he saw his younger sister again, the most excruciating midsummer in the South China Sea would have passed Not to mention Ye Qiege's birthday at Huachao Festival, she almost missed even this year's Mid-Autumn Festival.

That's right, after turning on the furnace, Ye Qiege began to retreat.

When the servants serving in the sword hut passed the news to Ye Gucheng, Ye Gucheng had just defeated the group of swordsmen who had been spying around Baiyun City for several months.Picking a man's sleeve with the tip of his sword, he saw faint traces under the man's skin.Concerned about it, Ye Gucheng asked Uncle Zhong who came in a hurry: "And the song is going to retreat?"

Uncle Zhong was looking at the dead body on the ground coldly, but when he mentioned his young lady, he couldn't help showing a touch of distress on his face.

After stroking his gray beard, Uncle Zhong said to Ye Gucheng, "No, it wasn't enough to eat dry food and drink cold water for a month before, and now he is talking about retreating to forge swords. It's not that there is no craftsmanship. Jia's master swordsmith, do you still use Miss to do it yourself? That child is already weak..." At this point, Uncle Zhong couldn't help but choked up.

In fact, what Uncle Zhong didn’t finish was that the eldest daughter, a delicate and frail daughter, was originally congenitally deficient because of his wife’s premature birth, and her body was weak. How to explain to the old lady.

...Hehe, housekeeper, it seems that we don't know the same young lady.

The guards standing behind Uncle Zhong twitched their faces and lowered their heads to clean up the corpses on the ground, not daring to overhear a word.

Ye Gucheng frowned, with a look of worry on his face.But in the end, he didn't have Daojianlu to find out the young girl himself.His younger sister is not a young lady raised in a boudoir, she is a swordsman who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.Therefore, she has to pursue her own way, and even if he is her family, he has no right to hinder her.

Amid the worries of Ye Gucheng and Uncle Zhong, the day has come to August.On the day of the fifth day of the eighth lunar month, a strange sound suddenly erupted in the sword hut of the Lord's Mansion of Baiyun City, the carefully built quiet room collapsed, and there was a sound of "thundering".

Ye Gucheng's eyebrows twitched, he put on his robe and ran towards the bamboo forest.Shaking away the dust in front of his eyes, Ye Gucheng frowned, adding a touch of coldness to his star-like eyes.

After searching for a while, but there was still no trace of the young girl, Ye Gucheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he was about to knock off the collapsed wall with his sword.

At this moment, he keenly heard a few choking coughs, retracted the sword in his hand, and Ye Gucheng fixedly stared at the place where the sound came from.

The collapsed wall in the front did not escape the fate of being picked up by a sword, but it was picked up by a long sword with a faint blue body, simple shape, cold and warm.Ye Qiege poured his inner strength into the long sword, which made the blue light even stronger, and the ancient beast on the hilt of the sword seemed to jump out and bite everything in the world.

Ye Gucheng's eyes fell from the sword to the girl who was a little bit embarrassed.She was thinner than half a year ago, but her eyes were still bright—no, it was the uncut jade that had shed its shell and suddenly glowed with dazzling brilliance.

Ye Gucheng's breathing paused slightly.He knew that he was a sword, but he had never felt it so clearly, nor did his sister.

Perhaps the Ye family and Jianben are indissoluble bound, the sword energy condenses into their bones, infiltrates in the muscles, but dormant shallowly, hidden in the heart.Then, they need to wait quietly, wait for the day when the long sword is unsheathed, and wait for themselves to become the peerless soldiers of the Ye family.

And at this moment, Ye Gucheng felt that the little girl who was connected with him by blood had already shown her sharpness.

"Good sword." Ye Gucheng stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Qiege out of the ruins. He raised his hand to wipe a little dust from her hair, and quietly looked at the long sword that was born just after ruining the sword house. sword.

This is a good sword.Ye Qiege raised his eyebrows and smiled, and accepted his brother's compliment unceremoniously.Then, as if remembering something, she handed the long sword in her hand to Ye Gucheng, and then jumped into the ruins again with a nimble and light posture, lifted the rubble and rubble on the ground, and carried two people out of it. A box and an epee.

At a glance, the heavy sword is a pair with the blue long sword. The lines around the two swords are similar, the only difference is the weight difference.Ye Qiege handed the box in his hand to Ye Gucheng again, then tied the light and heavy swords to his side, stepped back two steps, Ye Qiege smiled and said: "Brother, how are you?"

It's only been half a year, and the little girl seems to have grown up a bit, her brows and eyes are full of heroism, with a bit of freedom and ease.She is free, no matter how many vicissitudes she has seen and how many burdens she has had, she is still free.

For some reason, Ye Gucheng suddenly developed a feeling that "my family has a girl who is just growing up".The little girl in front of him was still waiting for his answer with a smile, so Ye Gucheng also slightly curled his lips, nodded and said, "Very good. Are these two swords famous?"

Ye Qige brushed the two new swords with his hands, and a look of sadness flashed across his eyes.It's just that the sadness was fleeting, Ye Qiege said slowly: "The light sword Qingjun and the heavy sword Biwang are the favorite swords of the elders in the family in the past. I tried my best today. Although there is no blue flame, the Vulcan furnace is still It is a fluke to reproduce the demeanor of Bi Wang Qingjun."

Ye Gucheng nodded, and said clearly: "Although there is no blue flame in the South China Sea, the coal is different from that in the Central Plains. After a large amount of burning, it should be able to simulate seventy percent of the blue flame."

Ye Qiege nodded, then took a box from Ye Gucheng, pointed to the other box and said to Ye Gucheng: "The iron ore I got from the desert this time is cold iron, and Ge grew up on my elder brother's body since childhood." On the other hand, when casting this sword, I also felt my elder brother's move of Flying Immortal. After several months and a thousand times of tempering, this sword is ready. Brother, you can give it a try."

Ye Gucheng gave a soft "En" and opened the wooden box containing the sword.

Looking into the eyes, the long sword of the black scabbard was lying quietly in the box.For Ye Qige, it was waiting for his brother to try the sword for the first time, but for Ye Gucheng... it was the reunion of old friends.

In his previous life, this sword had been with him for more than ten years, and was finally given to Ximen Chuuxue.It was also this sword that fell into his heart and ended his heavy life.But now that he has come back to his life again, this sword has finally come into his hands once again.

Ye Gucheng took out the sword from the box.His mood was chaotic for a while, but his hands became more steady.His eyes swept across the long sword that was as cold as moonlight inch by inch, and Ye Gucheng seemed to sigh and said: "This sword is an elite overseas cold sword, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade is three feet three feet, and the net weight is six catties and four taels. "

In the new life, the caster was changed, but the weight and length were exactly the same.Ye Gucheng sighed a little, but said secretly, "It should be so."

The man in white drew his long sword out of its sheath, and a clean sword flower emerged from his wrist, but his figure moved around like a flowing cloud.Looking closely, his moves are not very complicated, just ordinary chopping, picking, hooking, wiping, and stabbing. However, his movements are so fast that people can only see his flying clothes clearly. A corner of the gown.

Ye Qige was shocked by Ye Gucheng's sword energy, and was infected by him almost instantly. He wanted to draw his sword and try the sword with his brother.

However, there is no one in the whole world who understands Ye Gucheng better than Ye Qige.Now, the man holding the sword he had newly forged had lost all the tenderness he had shown towards him in the past, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the cold sword in his hand.He stepped lightly, moved and turned, his movements seemed to be light and agile, but it seemed that he wanted to break through the fog in front of him, take off the shackles in his heart, and heal the centuries-old worries.

Ye Qiege understands that only at this time, what his brother needs most is not someone's company, but to be alone.He has to fight against himself, because it is his own mind, and he has to solve it himself.

Picking up the other sword box, Ye Qiege turned around, leaving Yilin's tranquility to his elder brother.

Her older brother is wise and powerful, calm and reserved.Ye Qige believes that he will be able to untangle his knot and move forward bravely.Before that, the rest of them just need to stand behind him to support him and watch him.

The next day, the Lord of Baiyun retreated.After more than a month, the swordsmanship has greatly improved.

Ye Qige took over the affairs of Baiyun City when his brother was in retreat.In the past, she always helped her elder brother take care of these things, and she was considered a proficient hand. What's more, in her previous life, she helped her elders manage Hidden Sword Villa after she was 20 years old, so many things were done without much effort.

It's just that Baiyun City is so big, everything is complicated, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, so it's a bit busy after all.Elder brother retreats, and little cousin never returns to Baiyun City to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ye Qiege is the only one left in the Ye family, it's meaningless to live or die.

Therefore, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Ye Qige's life is no different from the past.When the ordinary elder brother was around, although the two of them would just gossip, but now there is not even a gossip, Ye Qige couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

On the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, she drank some wine.In the mist, the old stories of old friends come in dreams.In the dream, the children of the Ye family were making noises, asking her to eat candied haws with the words "big sister", while in front of Tianze Tower, the master was dressed in golden armor, with white hair like snow, his eyes lightly closed, holding a sword quietly. Listen to them laughing.

Ye Ying seldom opened his mouth, only when Ye Qiege was hugged by the group of brats and climbed up his shoulders, staggering and almost unable to stand, he would cough lightly, telling them not to mess around, and let them go His apprentice was rescued and placed beside him properly.

"Master..."

The shallow raving was bitten on the lips and teeth, but a tear suddenly fell down.Ye Qige rubbed his sore eyebrows, staring at the only full moon that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, dazed.

She would never mention it to anyone, but the sentence she suppressed tonight was—Master, I miss you so much.