Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 143 The Spark of Life

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Going around the ruined walls that separated the market from the mountains, the group returned to the noisy place.They braved the high sun at noon, and moved forward under the bustling bustle.

A few days ago, when they were free, Zhao Xiaomei and Ajuan visited Ersan, a blacksmith in the mausoleum, but they found nothing except for a better understanding of the city's customs and customs.At that time, she didn't need to be so humble and careful, but now, the little girl can only choose to walk in the back alleys with no people, and pass by the bustling avenues.

Perhaps this feeling of "rats crossing the street" is not flattering, but it is also because of this that they can find hidden corners hidden in the town - that is a place that outsiders never go, and Ayu's grandfather is living here.

After walking through the maze-like alleys, they finally escaped the patrolling guards, as well as most of the ordinary people wandering between the streets and alleys, and it can be said that they arrived in the mausoleum without anyone noticing.

Ayu took small steps and led the crowd to a big house.She walked up the steps in front of the door, called the door softly, and said, "Grandpa, it's Ayu who's back!" She repeated this sentence three times, during which time the knocking on the door continued, and she finally called him out.

It was a man who was nearly sixty years old, but had as strong arms as a young man.His pale and disheveled hair grew loosely to his shoulders, and the long beard around his mouth was braided into delicate braids, so that even though his face was full of age-representing grooves, it couldn't hide the pine-like Vigorous temperament.

"Ayu? Is it Ayu?" The old man squinted his eyes and carefully hid half of his body behind the door, as if he was ready to close the door at any time to stop evildoers.

"It's Ayu, Ayu is back!" After finishing speaking, the little girl moved closer to her with a delicate smile, allowing her to touch her face and hair.

"Hehehe, I thought you eloped with that kid and completely left me, an ignorant old man!" The old man looked at the group of people behind Ayu, and replied, "This time, I brought back some very ignorant people." ?”

"Grandpa, let's go in and talk."

After finishing speaking, Ayu took his grandfather's hand and walked in bouncingly, looking very charming with a smile, "If it weren't for the help of all benefactors, and only relying on the help of grandpa, Ayu would probably be the only one who would have lost his family." I can't go back..."

While the grandpa and grandson in front of them were chatting, Fu Wentao, who was wearing a black robe, also crossed the threshold with the help of others, and followed the predecessors straight past the overgrown weeds and dilapidated houses, and came to a place that looked like a blacksmith shop .

It turns out that Ayu's family only makes a living by forging iron, and this mansion is probably the most valuable thing left to them by their ancestors.The house is dilapidated, but the vast site allows miscanthus to occupy most of the place, and the criss-crossing roads are only one foot wide.That is to say: when walking in the courtyard, you must have "friendly" contact with those Miscanthus grasses, and if you are not careful, you may get white catkins all over your body.

Although the houses inside are dilapidated, they can still be lived in, and one of them has been transformed into a blacksmith's shop.

Ah Yu's grandfather didn't show hospitality at all, he chatted and laughed with his little granddaughter, and went straight back to the shop to continue the work just now, swinging the hammer at the unformed iron objects and gave a violent blow. hit.

In that dark place with little light, only the blazing fire of the burning forge, and the flickering and sometimes extinguishing "sparks" of the iron in the hands of the old blacksmith are dispelling the darkness.

The people who were sloppy when they passed by the pampas grass just now did not want to get close to the hot stove, so they stood at the door to rest and arrange their clothes at the same time, waiting for Ayu's summons.

Zhao Xiaomei, who had been waiting for a long time, still didn't see anyone in the mansion coming to offer tea, she was very surprised, so she told others: "It's such a hot day, I can't ask for a bowl of water, what a shame."

As soon as the words fell, a girl jumped out of the blacksmith's shop, apologized again and again, and then replied: "I'm sorry everyone, this is the first time I've been away from home for so long, so I forgot to talk to grandpa. Let's make tea!"

As soon as Ayu walked away, her grandfather followed from inside and shouted at the granddaughter in the distance: "Ayu, remember to send a fresh kitchen knife to Aunt Gongsun at the inn later!" He said hello, and then he was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing Miss Zhao and the others standing at the door, the old man was at a loss, so he first bowed to thank his granddaughter again, and then introduced himself: "The old man's surname is Tuoba, I can't repay my kindness to my little girl. "

"Senior Tuoba, we don't need to repay you, we just want to ask you to take in this Mr. Fu." Bai Feng said: "He was seriously injured and urgently needs a good doctor. Seeing that this place is very secretive, and Ayu is also happy about it, Therefore, I request this matter again and again.”

The old blacksmith timidly glanced at the man with the broken arm, and said suspiciously: "This kind of request is not too much, I just ask him not to go 'crazy' again, scaring Ayu so that he can't sleep at night. If something happens to Ayu , if he seeks death at that time, no one will stop him."

After Fu Wentao heard about it, he still buried his face under the black robe without making a sound.Murong Yan at the side thought it was because the other party was depressed, so she argued: "Old man, Wen Tao won't do anything stupid, as long as he can stay here with peace of mind! We will also visit him... ..."

After finishing speaking, Ayu brought several bowls of tea from a distance, each toasted to everyone, and everyone just came to rest and relieved a little of the heat.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Not long after Fu Wentao's room was arranged, several unexpected guests came to the door.

It was a rough knock on the door, startled Ayu hurriedly ran back to the forge to seek help from his grandfather.The old blacksmith listened to the sound outside, and replied confidently to everyone: "It's okay, this is a policeman that the old man knows well, I'm afraid he came to ask questions, you should quickly hide in the back room."

After the rest of the people listened, they naturally followed Ayu and hid in the back room obediently.This room was tidied up by Ayu just now, and it was decorated with freshly-burned aromatherapy. The door was facing the courtyard, just enough for curious people to secretly cover the window to peek outside.

I saw three policemen in blue shirts with wooden hairpins on their heads, chatting with the old man very cordially.Among them, the leading patrolman held two portraits in each hand, and asked some questions to the old blacksmith.

Because the distance is very far, so that the voyeurs are half-knowledgeable.However, after the old blacksmith bid farewell to the patrolmen, he ran to Ayu in a hurry and asked her if she knew that a criminal from the imperial court passed by here a few days ago.He must have remembered the content of the portrait, and then he stared at the few outsiders and pondered Shaoqing carefully.

"It's...it's you guys!" The old blacksmith walked towards the young swordsman in shock, looked up and down the sword on the opponent's body with trembling hands, and said to himself: "I...are really blind...I can't recognize it. Bring out this sword!"

(End of this chapter)