Don't repay, just hug

Guangxiu never mentioned Xuanli in front of King Xuan again, and King Xuan was still in a daze at that time, and he had long forgotten about Xuanli.

The next day they got up early and were going to leave after enjoying the breakfast provided by Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Guangxiu saw the rough man again, he hid behind the pillar and peeped at them from a distance, when Guangxiu's eyes met his, he quickly shrank back.

Fufu, the maid who was preparing vegetables for them, followed Guangxiu's line of sight and suddenly pursed her lips into a smile.

"He, since he found out that you are a couple yesterday, he has been crying all night." Fufu wanted to laugh more and more, and finally couldn't help laughing while holding the tray.

"Crying?" Guangxiu frowned, then looked at the pillar again, and the rugged male Fei who was hiding behind seemed to run away.

Fufu laughed and said, "I've been working here for eight years, and this is the first time I've seen him cry so hard."

King Xuan shook his head, and made a comment with a sentence of "no prospect".

On the contrary, Guangxiu felt a little sorry for him.Although it is said that men do not flick their tears easily, but when a man's tears are really forced out, it means that the man's heart is about to break.

Guangxiu sighed, and said to Fufu: "Please tell me later, just say I'm sorry."

Fufu said: "Guest officer don't have to feel sorry, it's his own fault, thinking about who is wrong, and dare to covet the second son's friend."

King Xuan frowned, "Which Second Young Master?"

Fufu rolled her eyes and said, "Ah! Look at my mouth! No, no, it's nothing. Please take your time, sir. Tell me if you have something to do." Fufu walked away in a panic.

No matter how you look at it, it's suspicious.

King Xuan asked, "Guang, when I fell asleep yesterday, did someone come over?"

"A young man who called himself Fengzhu brought Yanqing back." Guangxiu beside him didn't say much.

"Fengzhu?" King Xuan was startled, "Did he recognize you?"

"He doesn't recognize me, and I didn't give him a chance to see your face. What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing, I hope I'm overthinking."

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While most of the monsters were still sleeping, green smoke was already rising from the chimney of Huang Po Workshop.

"A day's plan lies in the morning" - this sentence in the human world seems to be tailor-made for this old craftsman.

There was also the sound of chopping wood from deep in the forest.

As soon as the black unicorn landed with them on his back, as if he had expected them to come at this time, the door of the workshop opened from the side, and Huang Po came out smiling with a Yemo knife in his hand.

Before Huang Po took two steps, King Xuan had already flown to his side, he did not go to catch the Yemo knife, but held his outstretched arm.

"You worked all night without sleep?"

It's more about concern than blame.

That caring expression made Huang Po smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Even if I want to do this, I don't have so much energy now! Hahahaha!"

Long-lost hearty laughter, since Tianxiang's death, this is the first time Xuanwang heard him laugh like this.

Huang Po didn't lie either. The reason why the Yemo Knife could be repaired and perfected before the agreed time was that apart from Huang Po's superb craftsmanship, the blade itself was not too damaged.

Weapons forged from Penglai jade branch spirit stones are different from those forged from ordinary iron ore.A weapon that absorbs the master's spiritual power will not leave scratches even in a sword fight.Most of the reasons that can dull the brilliance of a weapon are the owner's poor physical condition.

In the case of the Yemo knife, it was because of the infestation of a little evil spirit, which polluted the blade.So what Huang Po needs to do is to soak the knife in holy water overnight to purify the blade, and then polish it finely.

Moreover, Huang Po knew that the Yemo Dao, as the spiritual power booster of King Xuan, was like an ice cube in a water glass.When the ice cubes are removed, the capacity will decrease.Even being out of the body for just one day can make the owner very uncomfortable.Depending on the physique of each general, there may be restlessness, restlessness, and fatigue.

In addition, weapons also have feelings. Excellent craftsmen can read the thoughts of weapons, and they don't want to leave their masters for too long.

The moment Yemo Knife returned to King Xuan's hand, before Xuan King could read the mantra, it immediately turned into spiritual power and returned to the owner's body.

Seeing the eagerness to return the weapon, Huang Po laughed again.

"Your Highness, since the jade has been returned to Zhao, the old man has to go back to the workshop to continue working. Please forgive the old man for his poor hospitality."

"Work? Did someone commission you to forge weapons?"

Huang Po smiled and said, "Your Highness is asking, is it because you want to see the finished product?"

"... You didn't even want me to see it before."

This kind of angry tone and expression seems to have returned to the time when he was young and secretly sneaked into the armory with his son, which made Huang Po very nostalgic.

Weapons are also the privacy of generals, and craftsmen will not do anything that violates the rules without the consent of the owner.But this time, Huang Po intends to make an exception.

This is the last work of his life, and he hopes that King Xuan, who is like his own son, can take a look.

"It should be finished before noon. Your Highnesses should go to the humble house first."

King Xuan said: "Then let me help. You need to send clean water to the workshop? Is there enough firewood? I heard the sound of chopping firewood."

"I'll help too." Guangxiu had already taken the initiative to fetch water from the well.

King Xuan quickly walked to Guangxiu and helped him bring up the water together. "Leave it to me here, you go to the house to rest."

Guangxiu said with a smile: "When I was young, I often helped with work, but I was not so thin that I couldn't even lift a bucket of water."

Lifting the bucket to the ground, Guangxiu picked up the handle first, and smiled at King Xuan: "Leave me to handle the job of quenching the fire and changing the water."

King Xuan was surprised: "Do you know the process of forging?"

Guangxiu said: "My brother often goes to the blacksmith shop in Luoye Town to help with work, and he will share some work experience with me after he returns home."

"There is still a big difference between the sound experience and the actual operation. Besides, the heat in the workshop is not something ordinary people can bear."

So leave it to me to do it. King Xuan, who said so, wanted to lift the bucket in Guangxiu's hand, but was rejected by his lover.

"I'm fine."

Guangxiu understood that King Xuan simply didn't want to let him do these heavy jobs, but he was eager to create a chance to talk to Huang Po alone, so he could only play dumb in front of King Xuan, and acted that he didn't understand his intentions. Performance.

Looking at them, Huang Po suddenly smiled and said, "So, have you decided how to divide the work?"

Of course King Xuan knew which was easier, carrying water or chopping firewood.

"Then you can help Huang Po with the quenching work."

King Xuan sighed, and picked up the ax standing beside him.Yan Qing shrunk and climbed onto King Xuan's shoulders, and walked into the forest with him.

■

While assisting Huang Po to complete the quenching work, Guangxiu asked cautiously: "I want to ask you something, uh... will it disturb you?"

Huang Po's eyes were fixed on the iron in the bucket, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My lord, what do you want to ask?"

"Do you know Xuanli?"

Huang Po's pupils shrank suddenly, he pondered, and said, "Where did you hear this name from?"

"I dreamed about it."

"Dream?" Huang Po stared back at him blankly, and the wrinkles all over were deepened by his expression at this time.

He burst out laughing suddenly: "You are really an incredible person."

"...Do you think I'm lying to you?"

"No, I believe you. Apart from the demons of the older generation, the only one who knows the name of the former king is His Highness. But according to His Highness's character, he will never mention this name."

"Well, I asked him. Brother Xuan told me very seriously at that time not to mention this name again."

"Ah, ah... Your Highness, he said that." Huang Po gave a wry smile, and then said, "However, His Highness still attaches great importance to you. If it were someone else, he would have slapped you long ago."

Guangxiu didn't blame Xuanwang at first, he didn't need Huang Po's comfort, what he urgently needed to know was information about Xuanli.

"Can you tell me what happened between them? Why can't I find any records about Xuanli?"

Alas, Huang Po sighed heavily, showing a sad expression as heavy as her voice.

"Master Xuanli was bewitched by a Taoist priest of the human race, and he lost tens of thousands of lives of the demon race in vain."

"how come?!"

Guangxiu screamed out in a shrill voice, if Huang Po's concentration was not strong enough, his heart would have stopped beating in fright.

Huang Po's expression was also bitter, and her voice sounded hoarse and sad: "I don't want to believe it, but judging from the results, it is indeed the case."

Guangxiu lowered his head, and said slowly: "That's why Brother Xuan..." He raised his head again, his eyes sparkled, "No, no, there must be something hidden in it. It depends on him As Brother Xuan's father, he will never do anything to betray his clansmen!"

Huang Po stared at him, and suddenly said: "His Royal Highness, if you delve into this matter, it will only do you harm and not benefit you."

Mitsuhide couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Huang Po sighed and said: "Master Xuanli's matter has been buried in the dust, and the older generation of demons like me are almost dead. The younger generation can safely accept the joining of the human race because they don't know about the past. If you reveal this matter, you will understand your position at that time without me telling you."

"..."

"Besides, the old man also heard that there are still a small number of monsters who are dissatisfied with the joining of the human race. If they know about Master Xuanli and make a fuss about it, the human race needless to say, even you will not be able to live with His Highness. .”

Do you want such a result?When asked like this, Mitsuhide didn't know how to answer.

The cooling was complete, and when Huang Po pulled the stone out of the water, Guangxiu's voice sounded from beside him: "Thank you for your advice, but I don't want to give up on the matter of Xuanli."

Huang Po's eyes flickered, "Why?"

Guangxiu smiled and said, "Why, you shouldn't have trouble thinking about it."

Huang Po sighed: "...you are playing with fire."

"I'm not going to let this fire start."

"How can you guarantee that?"

"Because I have already regarded the Netherworld as my home. No one in this world wants their home to catch fire."

Seeing Guangxiu's resolute face from the front, Huang Po couldn't help but be fascinated.

After a long time, Huang Po said slowly: "If you want to untie Your Highness's knot, then you may wish to ask Master Beidou, he has served two generations of kings, after all, he knows more about Master Xuanli than us .”

Guangxiu quacked: "Beidou...is he already this old?"

Huang Po smiled and said, "Seeing his baby face, you can't figure it out, can you?"

Guangxiu also laughed and said, "I really envy monsters more and more. I don't know if I can become a monster as I wish when I reincarnate in my next life?"

It was time to change the water in the bucket, Guangxiu carried the bucket and walked outside.Before closing the door, Guangxiu said solemnly: "Huang Po, thank you for being willing to tell me this."

Looking at the closed door, Huang Po murmured: "...you are such a gentle and kind person. His Highness is lucky to meet you."

However, Guangxiu was able to meet King Xuan, isn't it a blessing?