(18)
When the morning breeze and sunrise came the next day, except for those who stayed at the inn, all of them followed Tao Wuyong out, using the gray-covered carriage they came in, and went straight to the hidden residence and house. Fu Wentao and others meet.
With Baifeng and E Feiying protecting him, and Murong Yan waiting by his side, the old Tao Wuyong no longer deliberately made things difficult for anyone, and seemed to have curbed his surly temper overnight. Instead, he began to study the classics left in the car with great interest, pondering endlessly, like a bachelor. Perhaps, this is his true face.
After a while, the carriage stopped. After receiving the invitation from others, Tao Wu put down the bamboo slips and scrolls in his hands, took the daggers he carried with him, and left.
Bai Feng, who was wearing a black shirt and mantle to hide himself, took the lead in exploring the way and knocked on the door of Senior Tuoba's house. The old blacksmith came in response to the call, and when he saw the doctor coming, he invited him warmly. The reason was that Fu Wentao locked the door of his house all day and night without letting in any water, food, or even a single cry, which made the old blacksmith and his grandson even more worried.
"This guy is extremely powerful. If he goes crazy here, he may bring disaster to our grandsons. Therefore, we have not dared to deal with it. We can only leave him alone and wait for you young heroes to visit again." The old blacksmith shouted: "Alas! Such a scourge, you can take him away as soon as his wounds are healed, right? The old man has lived peacefully here for most of his life, and he is now in his twilight years. He only hopes that Ayu can find a good family, but he is healed, but in his heart What you wish for..."
After hearing this, Murong Yan nodded her head in greeting, and then ran towards Fu Wentao's residence, and her tragic call filled the whole mansion.
Seeing this, the old blacksmith felt that he was completely benevolent and went back to the blacksmith's house to continue forging iron.
Bai Feng looked like he was still constrained by asking the other party to politely refuse to repair the Longming Sword yesterday, so he followed him all the way, intending to ask questions to clear up his confusion.
Unexpectedly, the person who was hammering at this time was not the old blacksmith, but his granddaughter Ayu.
The little girl was wearing a dark apron, lifting up the corners of her clothes, and was practicing blacksmithing under the guidance of her grandfather. She seemed to have quite a bit of experience in it.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..." The thick and heavy impact sound with distinct rhythm makes it impossible to imagine that it was caused by a young girl.
Looking at this harmonious scene of teaching by words and deeds, the young swordsman couldn't help but begin to wonder: Regardless of whether the other person is the person he is looking for, is it really right to interfere in other people's lives with such reckless abandon?
He gave up and returned to the outside of the blacksmith house, looking thoughtfully at the miscanthus that filled the mansion.
The depressed E Feiying who was nearby also discovered that A Yu was interested in craftsmanship. Seeing that Bai Feng was doing the same, she went over to talk to him and said, "I didn't expect that A Yu is also familiar with this craftsmanship thing?"
Bai Feng just agreed casually, and then leaned outside the door of the blacksmith's house, observing the surroundings. Suddenly there was the sound of steaming water coming from behind, and then curls of white smoke suddenly rose from the blacksmith's house. Ayu walked slowly through the white smoke with a pair of pokers, ready to hold the forged tool under the bright light to see how it looked. It was only then that she noticed the arrival of Bai Feng and others.
"Young Master Bai, you are here!" After saying that, she put down what she was doing and hurriedly led Bai Feng and E Feiying to the door of Fu Wentao's room, asking them to work together to break in. "I was afraid of Fu Wentao before. My eldest brother has such brute strength that I don’t dare to act rashly. Now that you are here, you can give it a try and break open the door to find out what’s inside.”
After Bai Feng heard this, she and E Feiying looked at each other for a moment, and then they called Murong Yan to the side and worked together to open the door.
Everyone rushed in and found Fu Wentao covered with a quilt, curled up on the couch and shaking.
"Wen Tao!" Murong Yan shouted eagerly: "Why are you so stupid..."
I saw that Fu Wentao's body was hot and sweaty, but he was still shaking. He was afraid that he was seriously injured and suddenly caught a cold, and he would die soon!
When he saw Murong Yan coming, he didn't even have the strength to stand up and bow. He could only tremble his pale lips and whisper softly: "Mr. Murong... Miss, Wen Tao thought about it all night. He found that Madam... she is so Kind-hearted, obviously very popular among the villagers, as long as someone took the lead to oppose such ridiculous things, how could she die in vain? Wen Tao regretted that at that time, he had no such thoughts at that time, he just felt that he had done his duty for the Fu family and worked hard. But. In the end, he is just a wolf-hearted person who has no regard for justice!"
With tears in his eyes, Fu Wentao stretched out his right hand with all his strength, as if he wanted to feel the last trace of warmth in the world - Murong Yan responded affectionately, stroking his cold and rough hand with her ten fingers.
"Now that the matter has come to this, I can't do anything without being able to swing my sword. It's not a pity for me to die! I hope Miss Murong won't worry about it..."
"Wen Tao! That incident is in the past, and no one can change the past, but in the future, as long as we are still alive, we will definitely be able to change it!" Murong Yan said with a smile and tears: "We have been inseparable since childhood, and now you You also escaped from that ruthless place of right and wrong, this is the first thing you did!"
"Me?" Fu Wentao was like drinking wine, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "I did it?"
"Yes, as long as you heal your injuries first, you will encounter more things and meet more people in the future. Maybe one day, even I will become insignificant in your heart."
"No, it won't happen. Miss Murong treats me like a family member. How dare Wen Tao betray her kindness?"
Tao Wuyong saw that the affectionate talk between the two people had begun to bear fruit, so he started to call the rest of the people out, closed the door, and began to perform the art of returning to heaven.
The two knights who are "protectors" on the left and right in front of the door each occupy a corner, facing each other. Sometimes he looked at the miscanthus that was raging in the mansion. The amount of miscanthus was so large that one suspected that it was deliberately planted as fire. Sometimes he looked at the old blacksmith sitting on a horse in front of the blacksmith house, waving a cattail fan to enjoy the cool air. Sometimes he listened to the sound coming from inside the house. The bursts of painful moans that came over made me panic inside. So, they began to chat quietly.
E Feiying was very displeased when she saw Bai Feng frowning all day long, so she asked insinuatingly: "Mr. Bai, are you unhappy after seeing the close friendship between Mr. Fu and Sister Murong?"
"Oh, of course not. The friendship between them for more than ten years is naturally much deeper than the friendship between me and Yan'er." Bai Feng looked at the other party's curious eyes and retorted: "It's just that I am afraid that I have all kinds of things. Fang’s pursuit is afraid of affecting Ayu and Senior Tuoba. After all, they are also kind-hearted, which is why Brother Fu can live to meet Yan’er again today.”
"I thought Mr. Bai was also the kind of rotten scholar with a small belly..." E Feiying said with a smile: "So I often wonder, what would have happened if I had met you first, Mr. Bai?"
Bai Feng saw the other party's probing intention and the affectionate expression on her face. She fell silent and choked with sobs. She didn't know what to answer. But after a moment, she said seriously: "Miss E, you are really joking. Everything in this world Cause and effect are all fate, and there is never any distinction between things first and last.”
"Okay, okay, then my little Yingzi doesn't dare to trouble Master Bai to concentrate on the Tao. You can look after the door yourself, hum!" I saw that E Feiying seemed to be angered by such rhetoric that did not answer the question, and left this With just one word, he walked to the blacksmith's house to observe and learn Ayu's blacksmithing skills.
