Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 442 The Lost Child

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After they went down the mountain, they returned to the old house of the Yuan family. As soon as Fang entered the door, he noticed something was wrong—black smoke came out of the blacksmith's house that was supposed to stop and turn off the fire?

Ayu and Fu Wentao rushed to the blacksmith's house one after another. They saw the red-hot smelting utensils, but no one was there. The Longming Sword that had been recast was hanging beside it. .

"Is it grandpa? His body won't be able to sustain another Longming..." After Ayu finished speaking, he dropped his burden and went straight to Yuan Fengzi's bedroom.

After a while, there was a mournful cry from inside the room, saying: "Grandpa, why did you go like this! Ayu was left alone, what should I do in the future..."

"Ayu!" Fu Wentao couldn't believe it. Seeing Ayu collapsed on Yuan Fengzi's body, he couldn't help but feel pity several times.Even though he knew in his heart that this day would come sooner or later, even though he used to be the killer of the Fu family and killed like hemp.

"Master Fu, grandpa is dead." Ayu was so sad that he collapsed on the ground, tears kept falling down.

Hearing these words, Bai Feng immediately put an end to the thought of going into the house.He stood outside the door with lowered eyebrows, not knowing what to say.

Seeing this, Yu Ke asked, "Brother Yi, don't you want to see Senior Yuan Fengzi for the last time?"

"I have no face to face him." Bai Feng said frankly: "I brought the Dragon Crying Sword, and I didn't accomplish anything. In the end, I lost Yan'er. Now, I have also implicated the old man, who consumed his last Vigor is only for recasting Longming."

Yu Ke walked to the side with a little disappointment, she didn't look at Bai Feng, she was still very timid and afraid of getting into trouble, she couldn't even imagine how painful Bai Feng's expression is now, but she still summoned up the courage to comfort her: "Brother Yi, no matter what you do, I will be by your side."

The two were silent for a while, then suddenly, Fu Wentao yelled and said, "Look, Mr. Yuan is holding something in his hand...it's a letter!"

"Written?" Fu Wentao became dull for a moment, then suddenly thought of Bai Feng, and continued: "Brother Bai, come in and have a look!"

Bai Feng didn't respond at first, until Yu Ke woke up the dreamer with a word: "Brother Yi, let's go in and have a look!"

"Okay... okay." The young swordsman took heavy steps to get the letterhead in front of Fu Wentao, and read it: "Holding a sword that is cracked and rusted by blood and tears, how can you make people go faster?" How far away? After a while, the sword will be broken, and a swordsman without a sword is like an ordinary person who has lost his hands and feet, and can no longer live. This is what I thought before."

Yu Ke followed Bai Feng and listened carefully: "I have lived beside the sword furnace all my life. Before I met Gao Zhu, I only liked to forge swords. I never knew what a true friend is or what a friendship is. After getting to know him It was only then that I realized that the part of my heart that had always been vacant was filled with rust and slag, which is useless to a swordsmith, but this is what I really want."

"Because only a sword that is cracked and corroded by blood and tears can be called a real sword! That is a scene that I, a swordsmith who is not in the world, have rarely seen... Ayu, Grandpa does not want It has become your fetter, so I have never given you a surname according to the rules of the Yuan family. Today, with Fu Wentao and Bai Feng around, you must be able to understand how to forge a real..."

For the last word, Yuan Fengzi didn't put pen and ink into it, but everyone could understand it.

Ayu cried and said, "Grandpa, I will definitely inherit your sword-making skills and never forget your teachings."

Bai Feng could not help but kowtow three times in front of Yuan Fengzi's body, and Yu Ke followed suit to show respect.

After a while, it was completely dark, but the old house of the Yuan family was still brightly lit, and the people inside seemed to be staying up all night.

By asking acquainted neighbors and officials, Ayu quickly arranged for the funeral. They decided to do their best to keep a vigil in the old house for three days before sealing the coffin for burial.

As a respected tomb guard, Yuan Fengzi presided over funerals for many nobles during his lifetime, which naturally attracted many people to come to express their condolences after hearing the news.

In just three days, dozens of people came to visit to mourn Yuan Fengzi, and what's more, they wanted to set up a monument for him.In their impression, this kind and respectable Xianbei old man was named 'Tuoba Feng'. As for the identity of the former royal family and swordsmith, they didn't know anything.

His legend is unsung, and his virtue will live forever.

After three days, the coffin was sealed and buried.On this day, not only the four young men stood in front of the tomb, but also villagers came to visit one after another. Together, they destroyed the Asuka porch that could open the tomb, and then erected the stone tablet here.

On the front of the stele is the "Tomb of Tuobafeng", and on the back is the deeds of the owner of the tomb as "Tuobafeng". The great local Confucianists also need to know "propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame", which is well received among the villagers, merchants and aristocrats.

Ayu stayed in front of the tomb until all the villagers dispersed.The surrounding area is empty, and the wind is about to blow again.

"Ah Yu, it's time for us to leave." Standing behind her, Fu Wentao warned softly, "You haven't had much rest these days, so don't fall ill at such a time. The old man won't feel relieved when he sees it."

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew by, making people shiver.But Ayu stood up firmly, and asked back, "Are you going?"

"Where are you going?" Fu Wentao asked confused.

"Help Young Master Bai and rescue Miss Murong." A Yu looked at Bai Feng who was not far away, only to see him stunned, as if he didn't believe what happened before him.

"I will go." Fu Wentao said.

Ayu replied: "Then take me with you, don't worry, I will never drag you down!"

"Ah Yu, I thought you wanted to stay with the old man for a while..." Bai Feng said, "After all, the future is uncertain."

"Grandpa said, as long as I follow you, I can become a master swordsmith like Grandpa." After Ayu said, Fu Wentao immediately echoed: "Brother Bai, Ayu's forging skills are far superior to mine. It will definitely come in handy.”

Bai Feng smiled and nodded, recalling the memory of the first time he met Ayu, and said: "The little beggar back then has become a person who can take charge of himself."

In the miscanthus on the mountainside, although the several rows of footprints are different in depth, they are all facing forward.The wind blew across the snowy land and met the travelers who were about to descend the mountain. This time, they were not dizzy by the strong wind. Instead, they had a primitive impulse from the bottom of their hearts that prompted them to look forward to and yearn for the future .

(End of this chapter)