Su Mo held the little girl's hand without saying a word, and took the little girl back to the boat.
The little girl didn't hold an umbrella just now, and now she was soaked all over. Su Mo wiped the girl's hair and said calmly: "You're all wet. Go inside to wash up... and change clothes."
There is a separate room in the Huafang boat house with a bathtub. The hot water is boiled, so it will not be cold when taking a bath.
The little girl looked at Su Mo's expression and was a little overwhelmed, and worriedly shouted: "Master..."
Su Mo looked at the little girl's worried face, touched the little girl's messy hair, smiled and said: "I'm fine, go ahead. Let's eat after washing."
"Hmm..." The little girl turned around nervously. She had never seen Su Mo like this. Su Mo had always had a smile on his face, easy-going and calm. And now, although Su Mo still had a smile on his face, the little girl felt that Su Mo seemed to be very uncomfortable inside, and that kind of discomfort made Su Mo's smile a bit far-fetched.
Su Mo looked at the little girl's actions, smiled, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Go quickly. Do you still want me to help you wash it?"
"Well..." The little girl thought seriously and nodded, "Okay!"
Su Mo laughed dumbly and made a vicious expression: "Go quickly...or I'll strip you naked and spank you."
The little girl stuck out her tongue and entered the room with a giggle.
When the little girl entered the room, the smile on Su Mo's face gradually faded.
Su Mo quietly took off his clothes and pants and dried himself. The damp wind blew and he couldn't help but shiver.
Looking at the heavy rain outside the houseboat, the gloomy sky began to darken, and the cold breath came, Su Mo's mood gradually became depressed.
Two lives had just died on that street!
Human life is really like a piece of grass...
Are you unhappy?
I'm sorry...Su Mo came back to his senses and changed into dry clothes.
Su Mo took out a pen and paper and sat at the table. According to the memory of the previous life, I started to draw things, but what I did was no longer calligraphy and painting.
One stroke at a time, it seems that all the suppressed things are being vented on the paper.
There was a simple thing drawn on a piece of paper. Su Mo looked at it, put it aside, and took a paperweight to hold it down. He took out another piece of white paper and continued drawing.
Just one picture after another, occasionally stopping to think about it, and then continue painting. M.biQuge.biZ
The paper with bad drawings was thrown aside, and the paper with correct drawings was pressed aside.
After the little girl washed herself and put on clean clothes, she came out. She saw Su Mo drawing and took a closer look.
She saw that she couldn't understand what Su Mo painted.
"Master, what are you drawing?" the little girl asked in a childish voice.
Su Mo turned around and smiled. The little girl had just taken a bath and there was a faint fragrance on her body, which made him gradually calm down.
"I'm drawing a weapon. This weapon can allow ordinary people to launch attacks that are comparable to those of foundation-building experts!" Su Mo said truthfully without hiding anything.
"Is there such a weapon in the world?" the little girl asked doubtfully.
Su Mo nodded, as if contemplating or recalling: "Yes, there are even weapons that can allow ordinary people to unleash the power of destroying heaven and earth. But I can't do it."
"Master, why are you drawing this?" The little girl looked at Su Mo's calm face and asked worriedly.
Su Mo put down the pen and paper, touched the little girl's head, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I just want us to have some ability to protect ourselves. The young master wants to always protect the girl!"
"Yeah!" The little girl nodded, but the worry on her face did not fade away.
"This is the last one. Let's have dinner after I finish the drawing." Su Mo picked up the pen and paper again and continued to draw.
"Okay." The little girl walked behind Su Mo and began to take care of Su Mo's long hair. Su Mo still couldn't tie his hair.
The little girl took out a wooden comb and combed Su Mo's long hair. Suddenly she seemed to have discovered something and said in surprise: "Master, you have a white hair!"
Su Mo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Just pull it out!"
The little girl obediently pulled out the white hair and continued to help Su Mo tie up her long hair. But the way she tied her hair made Su Mo look a little delicate.
The little girl finished tying Su Mo's hair, and Su Mo just finished drawing the last drawing and breathed a deep sigh of relief.
"It's getting dark!" The little girl looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the boat, stood up and lit a candle.
"Yeah, it's getting dark." Su Mo also looked at the sky outside... Some people can see tomorrow's dawn, but some people can't even see it this night.
"Let's eat!" Su Mo walked to the dining table and took out a bunch of food he bought today.
The little girl immediately became happy, jumped to her seat, sat down, and ate a bunch of delicious food she bought today.
"This chicken drumstick with sauce is so delicious!" The little girl took a bite of the drumstick and said to Su Mo with satisfaction.
Thinking about how she had to compete with wild dogs for food when she was wandering alone, and then looking at her life now... the little girl is extremely satisfied.
Although the little girl doesn't have much memory of her previous wandering, it seems she can't remember how she got there, and she can't recall any memories before she wandered.
Su Mo also ate something. Seeing the smile on the little girl's face, her heart gradually softened.
"You eat on the boat while I go out. If you feel sleepy, go to bed first. Don't wait for me." Su Mo wiped his mouth, picked up some drawings on the side, and said to the little girl with a smile.
The little girl stopped immediately, looked at Su Mo and asked: "It will get dark soon, Master, are you going to listen to music again? But it's raining today, so the boat building should be closed..."
Su Mo shook his head, shook a few drawings in his hand and said, "I'm going to find a blacksmith shop and have someone punch this thing out."
"Then young master, bring an umbrella!" the little girl said obediently. She knew that Su Mo had something he wanted to do, and she just needed support. In this world... the only people who could depend on each other were master and servant, or brother and sister.
When I got to the bow, I put on a raincoat and a bamboo hat.
"I'll wear this!" Su Mo turned to the little girl and smiled, then turned back into the rainy night.
The little girl put down the chicken legs and didn't eat again for a long time.
...
In the blacksmith shop, the young blacksmith looked at the heavy rain outside and said to the old blacksmith with some sadness: "I'm afraid it will rain for several days, and there will be no business in these days!"
The old blacksmith was lying on a lounge chair nearby, drinking wine and not caring at all.
"If there is business, there will be business. If there is no business, you will not be hungry for a while!"
The little blacksmith nodded and looked at the ticking rain outside: "It's just that people under this rain are upset and a little depressed."
"Be calm...how can you make good iron when you're like this?" the old blacksmith said.
The little blacksmith curled his lips and was about to speak when a guest came in at the door.
The guest wears a bamboo hat and a raincoat, and his face cannot be seen.
The little blacksmith went up to him and said respectfully: "Does this guest want to buy utensils?"
The guest took out a piece of paper and handed it to the little blacksmith, and asked hoarsely: "Is it possible to make something based on this drawing?"
The young blacksmith was stunned, took the drawing, looked at it, said "Wait a moment" and gave the drawing to the old blacksmith.
The old blacksmith took one look at the drawings, sat up immediately, and looked at the drawings seriously.
After only watching for a moment, the old blacksmith stood up and walked to the guest and asked, "What kind of material does the guest want to use to make this set of utensils?"
"Xuan Tie!" the guest said calmly.
"Of course it can be made..." The old blacksmith nodded, but said hesitantly: "It's just..."
"Just what?" asked the guest.
"If I'm not wrong, the guest wants to make a strong bow..." The old blacksmith looked at Su Mo and continued: "It's just... Who can pull this strong bow out of black iron?" Can it be opened?"
"You don't have to worry about it, as long as you can make it!" The guest seemed to be relieved and continued to ask: "Do you know what to do?"
The old blacksmith said confidently: "Of course it is made of multiple layers of black iron."
The guest nodded and continued to ask: "Is there a bow string that can match the pulling power of this strong bow?"
The old blacksmith pondered for a while and said: "General bow strings will definitely not be able to withstand the pulling force of this strong bow. We can only use mithril wire or mysterious beast tendons to make bow strings."
"may have?"
The old blacksmith nodded: "There happened to be an extra piece of mysterious beast tendon left by another previous customer, which is enough."
"Okay! I'll leave it to you then!" The guest nodded and said, "How much silver do you need?"
The old blacksmith pondered and gritted his teeth: "Fifty taels."
Fifty taels was actually a reasonable price, but he was afraid that the guests would think it was expensive. After all, fifty taels was not a small amount. Unexpectedly, the guest just nodded and threw over a bag of silver.
"This is half, the rest will be given to you when I pick up the goods." The customer dropped the money and drawings and turned around and walked out.
"When will the guest come to pick it up?" the old blacksmith asked.
"Tomorrow at noon."
The guest walked into the rainy night and quickly disappeared.
The little blacksmith came forward, looked at the silver and drawings, and said, "This guest is really mysterious. What is the use of this strong bow? No one can draw it!"
The old blacksmith patted the young blacksmith on the head and said, "Silence, ask less questions and do more!"
The old blacksmith glanced at the holes on the bow on the drawing and sighed.
"I'm afraid this drawing is just a part of this instrument."
...
Su Mo came out of the blacksmith shop, went to several blacksmith shops in turn, and gave the remaining drawings to several blacksmith shops to build. The fees for other parts are not high. Only the bow body and bow string are the most expensive, and he also understands that the mysterious beast sinew is not easy to get...
All the parts are handed over to different stores for production.
The storm continued, and Su Mo came to that street again...
The place where the woman knelt down and screamed sadly...
There are no traces on the ground anymore, only the wind blowing from the rain...it's still cold.
Su Mo stood quietly, his back looking lonely and lonely, as if he was out of tune with this world.
The boathouse not far away that should have been dimly lit was indeed closed tonight, the lights were dim, and there was no music playing...
This night, it's extraordinarily quiet...
That night, Su Mo stood on the streets of Beijing for half the night...
Biquge
