He was obviously stunned for a moment, then there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and he stood up and opened the door.
However, he did not let anyone in, he just whispered a few words and then strode out again.
After a long time, the old blacksmith slowly walked in again.
After returning, the old blacksmith's face was clearly filled with unspeakable complexity. He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before speaking.
"that……"
He made a long, heavy note: "Take the money, I'm going to close the door."
"for free?"
Xu Mo opened his mouth faster and joked with a smile: "Are you obligated to show your love?"
I patted him gently, signaling him to stop talking.
The old blacksmith's condition was obviously not right.
I tried to ask: "You just said, what do you need us to do?"
After a moment of silence, the old blacksmith slowly said, "Huh? Did I say that?"
"You said it! But you didn't finish it!"
Xu Mo gave me a look: "If you don't believe me, ask my master."
The old blacksmith had a weird look on his face and shook his head: "Maybe I'm too old and confused to remember clearly."
"Take the money away. It's fate that we met each other. If you see this knife in the future, you can think of me."
I was slightly startled, then took the knife in my hand, nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you."
After saying that, I gave Xu Mo a look: "Let's go, there are still so many things waiting for us."
Xu Mo's face was full of astonishment, but he didn't refute. He just packed his things, turned around and went out with me.
As soon as he went out, Xu Mo's mouth was like a flood, and he asked hurriedly: "Master! I really heard him!"
"I heard it too."
"Then you are still leaving?"
I looked around and whispered: "The old blacksmith obviously has trouble speaking. He knows everything, but he can't say anything."
"If we keep asking him, he won't tell me until he dies."
Xu Mo reacted immediately: "You mean, he was threatened?"
"Eighty percent."
Xu Mo turned his head and looked behind him, sighing silently: "Who would make things difficult for a blacksmith who lives in peace with the world?"
"This is the second lesson I want to teach you."
"What?"
"Gratitude."
Going through the world to the end is actually two words, one is kindness and the other is hatred.
In other words, without these two words, Jianghu would not exist.
The one who pays most attention to these two words is actually the escort agency.
Since ancient times, soldiers and bandits have been incompatible. It seems that black and white are very clear. Even if something corrupt and perverting the law occurs, it is the thieves who give gifts to the soldiers.
Moreover, the time for giving gifts is mainly concentrated during the holidays.
Especially during the Chinese New Year, there are fifteen days before, fifteen days after, and another fifteen days in between, which is basically a whole month.
These forty-five days were formerly known as the 'Ascension Moon'.
To put it bluntly, the gifts I received during this period were enough to rival the gods in heaven.
But there are always two sides to everything. The weirdest gift-givers in the world are escort agencies.
Escort agencies and other industries completely think that it is the escorts who give gifts to the bandits.
The most important thing is that this gift-giving does not follow any festival, but follows the twenty-four solar terms.
That's right, for spring plowing and autumn harvest, even the cold dew has to be made for each bandit on the mountain to make a pair of cotton shoes.
Don't place your hopes on the bandits, hoping that they will accept your gift and give you a piece of thin noodles.
The bandits’ slogan will never change—receive gifts when it’s time, and rob when it’s time to rob.
Therefore, we can only continue to give gifts and make the escort agency become the living father of the bandits. Only in this way can we protect the escort from any problems.
Since ancient times, the relationship between bandits and escorts has been very sensitive, with grudges and grudges intertwined with resentment.
When I told Xu Mo these things, Xu Mo immediately paled: "According to what you said, the old blacksmith is kind to us!"
"You didn't hear the key point." I corrected, "The old blacksmith doesn't want to say anything. If we intervene forcefully, it will easily lead to resentment."
"The greatest evil in one's life is to speculate on others from one's own point of view."
