Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

The next day, Mo Yuan woke up in Lian Mufeng's arms. When he opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and the warm light came in through a thin layer of window paper. Mo Yuan squinted his eyes, feeling lazy all over his body.

Last night, the two of them tossed and tossed three times, and they were almost exhausted, but they were all martial arts practitioners, and they would recover quickly after a night of sleep. In addition, Lian Mufeng was no longer the reckless young boy in the past, and Mo Yuan had a strong physique. Being different from ordinary people can indeed be called "extraordinary talent", so Mo Yuan didn't feel uncomfortable after waking up.

It's just that I suddenly remembered a lot of things, but I couldn't be free last night. After Mo Yuan opened his eyes, he didn't get up in a hurry. Then Lian Mufeng got up and got dressed.

After breakfast, the two went out with their horses and Fu Qu sword. When they got to the lake, they saw Liu Yun, Tang Tang and others were there. They couldn't help being surprised and hurried over.

Queshan immediately cast a meaningful look.

Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows to look at him, not weak at all.

Queshan was surprised by his composure, looked him up and down, and felt a faint feeling in his heart.

Mo Yuan let him look at him, narrowing his eyes slightly at him, with a sneer on his lips.

The two brothers and sisters were fighting with each other. Tan Yan and Xie Lanzhi next to him looked at this and then that, confused, while Liu Yun and Tang Tang didn't notice the extra two people, and stood facing the lake. Whispering.

Mo Yuan walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xie Lanzhi couldn't keep his mouth shut, and replied before anyone else could open his mouth: "Traveling! Take people through time! Time-traveling with epoch-making significance!"

Mo Yuan: "???"

Xie Lanzhi laughed, opened the folding fan and shook it suavely: "Little Tangzi is going to take your master to modern times!"

Mo Yuan's eyes widened in shock: "This is also possible?! Master can also go there?"

Tang Tang finally noticed the movement here, turned his head to look over, with a troubled expression on his face: "It may not be successful, just try, I am so nervous that my calves are cramping right now. I don’t know if I can go back, let alone if Master can go with me.”

Mo Yuan hurriedly comforted him: "It should be possible, you have been here twice, what are you afraid of. But what are you going to do after you go back?"

Tang Tang blinked: "Bring my mother—my mother."

Mo Yuan paused, nodded his head pretending to be calm, and said with a smile: "It should be, it should be, there will be no problem!"

Turning his head and leaning into Lian Mufeng's ear, his expression couldn't hide his excitement: "If this can be done, can't we go there too?"

Lian Mufeng looked down at his sore arm, smiled and nodded: "It should be."

Tang Tang seemed inspired by Mo Yuan, turned his head and took a deep breath towards Liu Yun: "Master, I'm ready!"

Without further ado, Liuyun pulled him and jumped into the lake with a "plop".

People on the shore whose clothes and shoes were splashed wet: "..."

Not long after, there was movement in the middle of the lake. Tangtang emerged from the water, waved his hands and shouted at the shore: "We can go there! Let's go!"

The people on the bank waved their hands towards the center of the lake with their hearts so shocked that they couldn't find Bei, and watched him turn his head and dive into the water again, unable to recover for a long time.

When he was in a trance, there was a sudden burst of "woo woo" crying from the side. Everyone turned their heads and saw Xie Lanzhi squatting on the grass, biting a folding fan, snot and tears: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo "

Everyone: "..."

Seeing him crying pitifully, Mo Yuan belatedly remembered that he and the fourth brother came from the same place, and asked in confusion, "Why didn't you go back with the fourth brother?"

Xie Lanzhi suddenly cried even harder, let go of the folding fan that had been badly bitten by him, wiped away tears and sobbed, "I'm afraid of water."

Everyone: "..."

Queshan shook his head: "Tsk! How pathetic!"

Xie Lanzhi was stimulated and bit the fan again: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Everyone: "..."

Tan Yan couldn't bear it, so he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to him: "It's okay, it's easy to learn, I'll teach you in the future."

Xie Lanzhi took the handkerchief: "Thank you!"

Seeing that nothing was going on here, Mo Yuan turned to Lian Mufeng and said, "Shall we go?"

Lian Mufeng nodded: "Okay."

*

The two walked out of Medical Valley side by side, and they were still thinking about what happened just now. Traveling through time and space really broke through the limit of their imagination. They only looked calm, but their hearts were already turned upside down.

The two rode their horses to the city, and they didn't pull their thoughts back from Tangtang until they entered the blacksmith's shop.

The control of ironware in this dynasty is quite strict, but there are still many small shops among the people that survive under the jurisdiction of the government with a blind eye, especially when these small workshops are attached to the sects of the rivers and lakes, the government will not Take the initiative to pursue.

The blacksmith shop in front of me is attached to Lianjiabao to gain a stable foothold here. It is said to be a shop, but it is actually just a dilapidated house with a large stove. The old blacksmith who makes a living here is skilled and reliable. , but after all, Fu Qujian has a lot to do with it, and the two of them were still cautious, not taking half a step away, and staring at the side the whole time.

The fire in the stove was burning red, and the old blacksmith was shirtless and sweaty from the heat. Seeing the two nobles standing beside him in neat clothes, he couldn't help scratching his head. He wanted to ask them to sit outside and wait, but he didn't dare to speak rashly.

Lian Mufeng smiled and said: "Don't worry about it, old man, we are all martial arts practitioners, we can stand the heat."

The old blacksmith let them go, but he turned over the sword and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see anything special about it.

Lian Mufeng said: "Old man, can you see if there is something hidden in this sword?"

The old blacksmith wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief, frowned and said, "What can such a thin sword hide? The hilt is also very slender."

Lian Mufeng took out the temporary drawing of the hook shape from his sleeve and gave it to him: "A bronze hook, about the same size as the picture on it, take a look, old man."

The old blacksmith opened his eyes wide, raised his head and said, "What?"

Lian Mufeng said: "Bronze with a hook."

The old blacksmith immediately shook his head: "Impossible, impossible! How could there be a bronze hook hidden in it? Not to mention that I can't do it, my master can't do it either. Even if I searched all over the world, there is no blacksmith who has such a skill. "

Lian Mufeng was surprised: "How do you say that?"

The old blacksmith pointed to the stove behind him: "Bronze can't go in the iron stove, it will melt as soon as it goes in. Even if it is really embedded in this iron sword, it can't still look like it has a hook."

Lian Mufeng's heart sank, and he exchanged a glance with Mo Yuan.

The old blacksmith did not lie. Bronze weapons were very popular during the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period. At that time, there was no way to burn too hot stoves, so only bronze weapons could be made. Later, it took countless people's efforts to gradually have iron weapons. The furnace for burning bronze needs to be hot, but when the bronze enters the furnace for burning iron, it can't be formed anymore, it has long since melted into a puddle of copper water.

But they didn't think of such an important matter before.

Lian Mufeng hesitated: "Could it be that we guessed wrong?"

Mo Yuan was a little reconciled, thought for a while and said, "Master doesn't want this sword anyway, so let's... give it a try."

Lian Mufeng looked at him, and finally nodded: "Okay, here you go, let's try."

The old blacksmith didn't understand why they were so persistent, but there were so many nobles and things that he could not worry about. Seeing that the two had made up their minds, he naturally obeyed, yelled "Okay", put the sword into the furnace and pulled up the bellows .

Lian Mufeng and Mo Yuan stood aside and waited quietly, hearing the whistling sound of the bellows in their ears, they felt that the days seemed like years.

It was getting late, the old blacksmith took out the red-hot sword and put it on the big iron pier, picked up the hammer and started to "jingle", even Mu Feng and Mo Yuan watched with good eyes, feeling gradually filled with disappointment .

"Boom—" There was a sudden noise under the hammer, and the old blacksmith shouted in surprise.

Lian Mufeng and Mo Yuan rushed forward, staring intently, and saw the old blacksmith skillfully knocking open the blade of the sword that had already become a piece of scrap iron, revealing a small piece of bronze color inside.

The old blacksmith stared: "The bronze is fine! How is it possible? How is this possible?"

Lian Mufeng hurriedly urged him: "Knock quickly! Take it out and have a look!"

The old blacksmith swung the hammer in his hand again, and the knocking sound pierced the eardrums. After a while, all the scrap iron was knocked off, revealing the intact bronze hook inside.

The old blacksmith stretched out his hand and touched it: "It's not hot anymore!"

Lian Mufeng picked up the bronze belt hook and brought it to Mo Yuan, amazed: "It's actually hidden in the sword!"

Mo Yuan took the hook and looked it over carefully, his eyes were filled with shock.

The author has something to say: When the martial arts comrades learned that the Fuqu sword had become a piece of scrap iron...

Jian: No surprise!Surprised or not! [doge]