6 gift sword

Style: Historical Author: HuazhibaiWords: 4522Update Time: 24/01/12 10:01:17
Wenren's cultivation test is held every six months. After the test, there is a ten-day rest. Whether the young disciples stay in the clan middle school to continue studying diligently, or go down the mountain and go home to see their parents to share their recent cultivation achievements, it all depends on the individual. People choose.

The clan suddenly became a lot quieter. Luo Tianxing had no intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to try to catch up with other disciples. He also couldn't go home and report his learning progress to his elders in person.

In the past, he could bully Wen Renzhao Ye for fun, but now he was tortured by Yue Manyi every day. Luo Tianxing went to the martial arts training room several times to watch, and felt that the pictures were too bloody, and watching too much would seriously affect her physical and mental health. , too lazy to go.

The weather was fine today. Luo Tianxing was wandering around the clan. He spent two copper coins to buy a bunch of candy figures, bit off a piece and slowly ate it in his mouth.

If you have books, you will be really rich, and if you have nothing to do, you will be a little fairy.

Luo Tianxing didn't know whether the first half of the sentence was correct, but he only felt that the second half was the truth. She had nothing to do, so she sat in a daze on the stool next to the candy man stall. After eating, she asked the stall owner to make another one for her.

The owner of the candy man stall was a short and fat man. He handed her the newly kneaded candy man with a smile.

He has been setting up a stall here for several years, and has already gotten to know Luo Tianxing, a long-term customer. He also knows that this girl can sit here all day long when the weather is good and there is nothing to do.

She didn't come much a while ago. She seemed to have damaged her teeth and was being restrained by a young man from eating more. She sneaked over a few times, and every time she didn't sit down for a while, a dark-faced young man chased her, held her hand and dragged her back.

As for the uneaten half of the stick, the boy ruthlessly took it away to prevent her from eating any more. She stuffed it all into the boy's mouth in a rage.

The young man could only frown and eat this sweet candy.

I don’t know if that young man will come today.

It's spring and summer, and the pale yellow spring flowers on the roadside bushes haven't completely fallen yet. The light white wood hydrangeas are already hanging on the branches like clusters of vying for the first place. The warm breeze blows, and the fragrance is elegant and pleasant. Many boys and girls holding paper kites laughed and ran around, and the laughter was endless.

Luo Tianxing's whole body was warmed by the sun. She looked at the various paper kites flying in the sky and began to lose consciousness without knowing it.

"I'm telling you, if someone comes soon, you'll be fine... My sister is..."

A burst of intermittent chatter reached Luo Tianxing's ears. She squinted her eyes. Not far away, there were several little boys of about seven or eight years old gathered together, talking gibberingly.

Occasionally pedestrians passed by on the path between the lawns, and not long after, a girl holding a wooden box slowly walked over.

She looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. She was wearing an ordinary lake green mid-length skirt. Her brown hair was tied into two loose braids hanging on her shoulders. She looked a little rustic in appearance, and her eyebrows were However, it is difficult to conceal a soft and natural temperament.

The boys winked at each other, and one of them suddenly ran up behind her and tugged hard on the ribbon tied to her hair. Her head was pulled to one side, and part of her black hair fell down. She couldn't help but eat. He screamed in pain.

The boys on the roadside burst into laughter and should have dispersed, but they saw that the girl seemed to have no temper, her eyes were red after being teased, and she stood there at a loss, so they boldly gathered around her.

"you......"

The girl mustered up her courage and was about to say something when she suddenly felt pain in her buttocks and was startled. Looking back, he saw a little boy grinning at him, triumphantly waving the hand that was patting her butt, and making a grabbing motion.

"you......"

Her lips trembled, and tears rolled down before she could speak.

"These bastards..."

The short, fat man who made the candy man shook his head. It was obviously not the first time he saw these children playing tricks on others.

These naughty children are all young masters of the Wen family. He, as an outsider, cannot afford to offend them. If they are accused of one crime, they will have to leave with them and the stall the next day. It is impossible to control them even if they want to.

Bang——

A bamboo stick is thrown into the bucket and makes a crisp sound.

Luo Tianxing, who had been staring at the paper kite in a daze, yawned and slowly stood up from the small stool beside the stall, chewing the candy cubes in his mouth.

The short and fat man smiled and said: "Girl, you are leaving so early today, why don't you wait for the young man to come with us?"

"What the hell, I'm not afraid of him."

Luo Tianxing held candy in his mouth and said vaguely: "My tooth hurts after eating too much, and I'm going to be talked about again, so I'll go back first."

After that, she walked towards the path between the lawns.

The short and fat man was stunned for a moment, remembering that it didn't seem to be the direction Luo Tianxing left in the past.

Luo Tianxing wore a sexy dress today. Her loose black hair was tied up in two strands and tied with a white ribbon. There was still a long length of ribbon hanging down the back of the skirt. As she moved, she Dian's walking posture is like a swinging fish tail.

As soon as she walked this way, several children stared at her. Several people looked at each other and stopped pestering the rustic girl just now. They dispersed furtively, as if they were playing on the roadside.

Luo Tianxing walked forward unconsciously.

A boy shrank his head and followed her. Seeing that she didn't seem to notice, he stretched out his dirty hands, preparing to slap Luo Tianxing on the thigh.

"Girl, be careful——"

"ah--"

The rustic girl's voice sounded together with the boy's screams. Just when his hand was about to slap the girl in the pink and white dress, the girl suddenly turned around as if there were eyes on her back and stared blankly. On his chest, he kicked him away and fell to the ground.

This sudden change made everyone dumbfounded. The mischievous smiles of the other boys were still frozen on their faces, looking indescribably funny.

The boy who was kicked out stayed for a moment, sat on the ground and howled.

This cry alarmed a group of women sitting on the lawn, and several of them changed their expressions, gathered their skirts, and rushed towards the path.

"You hit someone and you want to leave?! Which family are you from? You are so disrespectful."

After Luo Tianxing kicked the person, he turned around and left like a normal person. A woman grabbed her forearm so hard that her nails were embedded in her flesh, and she screamed.

The crying boy who was sitting on the ground stopped crying when he saw someone supporting him, and hid behind several women and made a grimace to her.

Luo Tianxing turned around and said calmly: "My surname is Luo and my name is Luo Tianxing. What can I do for you?"

The woman sneered again and again. When she heard that Luo Tianxing was not named "Wenren", she regarded her as a disciple from some remote branch who was sent to Wenren's family to practice.

Wenren is not even considered an ant in the entire world of cultivation, but in this small town, he is a well-deserved overlord. It is said that the children of other families are proud of their surnames, especially the direct children, whose status is superior to that of all concubines.

The woman couldn't help but become more powerful when she thought about this place, it was like a blazing fire.

"You beat my son, and who can show you this innocent look?! If you don't make amends and apologize to my son, otherwise it will make this matter bigger, you can get out of Wenren's house and go back to your side tonight! "

Luo Tianxing seemed a little confused. She asked, "Did you see your son harassing passers-by with his hands and pulling girls' hairbands?"

The woman's eyes flickered, "Don't slander anyone. Although I didn't pay attention just now, my son would never do such a thing. Maybe he was just playing around with his friends."

Luo Tianxing said inexplicably: "Since you didn't pay attention here and couldn't see your son harassing passers-by, which of your eyes saw that I hit you?"

The woman was stunned and speechless for a moment.

The woman couldn't resist her, so she suddenly stretched out her arm, twisted the arm of the rustic girl who was standing aside, pinched her soft flesh hard, and said angrily: "You loser, I already knew you didn't like your brother. , now you are so brave that you dare to bring outsiders to bully him? Why cry? Talk! Cry, just know how to cry. What is the use besides crying every day..."

Halfway through the woman's words, the rustic girl who was being pinched couldn't bear it and cried loudly. I don't know whether it was because it hurt from being pinched, or because the woman's words hurt her heart even more.

Luo Tianxing also didn't expect that this girl and that naughty kid were actually siblings, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

As the mother and daughter pulled, the tool box that the girl had been protecting fell to the ground.

A puppy made of wooden parts fell out of the box and immediately fell to pieces. The "stumps" were scattered on the ground. Only the dog's head was still breathing. It looked so pitiful. .

The moment the box landed on the ground, the girl seemed to be stunned, and no matter how hard the woman twisted her, she still didn't cry out in pain.

The woman still didn't know what happened. She raised her hand to pinch her again, but her wrist suddenly hurt and she had no choice but to let go.

She glared at Luo Tianxing who was standing aside, and Luo Tianxing happened to be looking at her coldly. The two looked at each other, and the woman who had never lost an argument felt inexplicably timid.

The woman pretended to be calm, waved her hand and took half a step back, "What are you looking at? Just wait for me. I advise you to pack your things and get out of here tonight. For a arrogant sideline child like you, we hear that I can’t afford to take him in.”

Luo Tianxing said happily: "Okay, I'll wait."

The woman gave Luo Tianxing a hard look, pulled the girl and left. The other women did not dare to speak and followed the woman with their children.

Luo Tianxing stood there for a while. She looked down at the scattered mechanical parts on the ground, recalling the girl's expression as if she had been struck by lightning when she saw the puppy in the box fall to the ground.

She knelt down and put the broken pieces of the mechanical puppy back into the box bit by bit.

When picking up one of the fragments, she noticed that the word "Su" was written neatly on the wood fragment.

Su? What Su?

Luo Tianxing didn't think much. After packing, he closed the lid and walked to his apartment with the box in his arms.

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In the martial arts room.

Yue Manyi sat on the shadow of an icy blue moon, with a butterfly on her fingertips. She stretched out her hand to play with it, her expression looking quite bored.

On the other side, Wen Renzhao was sitting on the stone wall at night, skillfully wrapping circles of bandages on his injured hand.

His lips were pursed tightly and his brows were furrowed. Although the wound was very painful, he remained silent.

One of them didn't like to talk, and the other couldn't speak. The atmosphere in the stone room was dull, and there was no other sound except the sound of sharp weapons clashing during the exchange of blows.

But something is different today.

Yue Manyi glanced at the sword lying across Wenren Zhaoye's knees, and said for the first time, "Did she give it to you?"

There is no need for either of them to say who this "she" is.

A few days ago, the two of them fought against each other. The iron sword that Wenren Zhaoye originally used was cut off. Without the weapon at his disposal, Yue Manyi showed no mercy at all and beat him particularly brutally.

Luo Tianxing wandered home and happened to meet Wenren Zhaoye who was covered in scars. After learning the whole story, he showed an unreadable expression and casually took an iron sword from his storage ring and gave it to him.

This sword is about four feet long. The blade is an extremely deep blue-black color. The hilt is originally engraved with the pattern of the Big Dipper. The sharp edge is not exposed at first sight. Only the person holding the sword can feel the sword's own expression. The sword energy coming out.

After Wen Renzhaoye got the sword, he couldn't put it down. He wanted to keep it with him all the time, but he was also worried about being coveted, so he had to wrap the exquisite and gorgeous scabbard in a dusty coarse cloth. There is no difference between ordinary iron swords.

However, privately, even when he was changing his dressing, he would not leave his sword on the ground casually, but lay it across his knees.

Hearing Yue Manyi's words, Wenren Zhaoye didn't even raise his head, but nodded slightly.

Yue Manyi said playfully: "Has she ever mentioned the origin of this sword to you?"

Wenren Zhaoye paused at the movements of his hands.

When he saw this sword for the first time, he knew that it was extraordinary and asked Luo Tianxing about its value and origin. Luo Tianxing stared at him and recalled it for a moment, and finally said, "I forgot."

"It must have been a birthday gift given to me by someone at a certain banquet... I really can't remember. You can just use it. If it's really a good thing, how can I give it to you without feeling sorry for it?"

Wenren Zhaoye did not tell Yue Manyi this, but wrote the words on the paper and asked, "Do you know?"

Yue Manyi said leisurely: "There are many sword cultivators in East Lianzi Continent. Swords made by a good swordsmith are hard to find. Among the swordsmiths, the Lu family is the leader of the sword-making family. Ding is rare, and the swords made are of high quality but not expensive. It only takes ten years to make a furnace. The one you have in your hand must have been made by a descendant of the Lu family."

After listening to Yue Manyi's words, Wenren Zhaoye felt that the sword in his hand was a little heavier.

Yue Manyi sat on the moon, holding her chin in one hand and lowering her eyes thoughtfully.

What she didn't say was that the Lu family of Dongzhou suffered a disaster a hundred years ago. Now the descendants of this line have disappeared, and the swords forged by the Lu family have become the object of competition. The sword in his hand was obviously collected by someone thoughtfully and specially dedicated to Luo Tianxing. The Big Dipper on the hilt also happened to correspond to Luo Tianxing's name.

The sword made by Lu is so precious! The person who opened the furnace probably never imagined that his sword would one day end up in the hands of a country boy, wrapped in rags.

After Yue Manyi finished speaking, she expected Wenren Zhaoye to have a reaction, but he always kept a calm expression and lightly stroked the blade of the long sword with his hand, which was really boring.

She wasn't a talkative person, but when it came to Wenren Zhaoye, a real mute, she was still bored by him, and she didn't know how Luo Tianxing tolerated him.

Yue Manyi suddenly asked: "Wenren Zhaoye, do you know the origin of Luo Tianxing?"

Wenren Zhaoye shook his head.

She asked again: "Then do you know why she helps you like this?"

Wenren Zhaoye hesitated for a moment and then shook his head.

Yue Manyi frowned secretly. She didn't know much about Luo Tianxing. She wanted to know more from this young man, but his heart seemed to be locked and he refused to say a single extra word.

Thinking of this, Yue Zhaoye didn't want to pry with him any more. Instead, she changed the subject and asked jokingly: "Then let me ask you something you know...do you like her?"