Lanke Chess Edge

"Old man? Why don't you answer, what are you doing?"

There was a sound from the back room, and following the rustling of clothes and footsteps, the woman inside also lifted the curtain and came out, seeing her husband collapsed on the ground panting with sweat all over his face.

The woman was so frightened that she quickly knelt down to help him, but when she helped her, she found that Zuo Boran's body was completely stiff.

"Hey old man, what's wrong with you!?"

Stretching out his hand to touch it, Zuo Boran's hair was wet. Looking at Zuo Boran's slightly pale face, he hurriedly rubbed his chest for his husband.

Perhaps it was because of the temperature of his wife's hands that Zuo Boran finally slowed down a bit, and circulated the true energy in his body to calm himself down.

"Heh... Huh... Just now, I thought I was going to die..."

"What's the matter, you look like you have seen a ghost!"

"Hush~~~!"

Zuo Boran immediately became excited and carefully looked at the door.

"Don't talk nonsense, I've just met God! Master Judge Judge under Juntian Mansion City God, all civil and military judges are here, and they were there just now!"

Zuo Boran pointed to the position in front of the Eight Immortals table with lingering fear.

"Huh... I thought it was because my life was up, but the two judges said that it was because of an expert's request that I came to fix the lintel... Huh..."

Zuo Boran still speaks with a vibrato, and the palpitations brought about by the close contact with ghosts and gods are not something you can imagine, let alone the excitement that Mr. Shu heard when he told the story, except for fear.

But at this time, a slight sense of excitement was also rising and gradually intensified. In fact, it didn't take long for Zuo Boran's face to turn from pale to rosy.

After all, Zuo Boran is considered a martial arts practitioner. He rubbed his legs and stood up from the ground. He walked to the Eight Immortals table and looked at the copybooks on the table. He remembered that Mr. Ji said he would go to the City God of Juntian Mansion to say hello. arrive.

Over there, Zuo Boran's wife was a little unconvinced when she heard that her husband had run into the judge, but when she looked at the copybook on the table, she also thought it might be true, after all, it was a promise from a fairy.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the couple went back to sleep again.

The next day, the news that Zuo Boran bumped into the civil and military judge came to spread among Zuo's descendants, and then Yan's family members also learned about it one after another. It's just that Yan's shop is all his own people, and he would never be in the house. Spread anything out there.

It was the fourth day after Zuo Boran met the judge at night.

In the past two days, there was a strange phenomenon in Yan's shop, that is, the twenty or thirty blacksmiths with solid muscles, old and middle-aged and young, were not serious about blacksmithing, but were all making sword scabbards.

Some cooperate with one-stop from cutting to polishing to oiling, and some complete the whole process by themselves. It is almost like a traditional handicraft workshop. A group of craftsmen are excited when they think that they are making a sheath for a fairy sword.

As for the instigator of this incident, he is currently wandering around Juntianfu City unaware.

Ji Yuan wanted to complete the unfinished "Biography of General Huang" when he first came to Juntianfu to inquire about the teahouse he visited, but the storyteller in the teahouse has changed and the story is different.

"Guest officer, please come here, there are soups, fried teas, and brewed teas~~!"

A doctor of tea saw that Ji Yuan had been standing at the door for a while and would not come in, so he went to the door to say hello.

Ji Yuan just smiled and shook his head, turned around and left without saying anything, the storyteller had changed, and the story was no longer "The Legend of General Huang", so he seemed a little less interested.

Dr. Tea scratched his head as he looked at the old gentleman who had gone away. He didn't look like he couldn't afford a pot of tea.

Ji Yuan didn't use any spells and body skills, he just walked slowly, and went out of the city directly to Yan's shop by the Yuanzi River.

This time, Ji Yuan didn't plan to bother others anymore, it was done, there was no need to surprise the people at the Yan family's side, when they reached the bank of Yuanzi River, after Ji Yuan disappeared with blindfolded methods, Only then did he enter the scope of the Yanjia shop.

It was a little strange today, there was no sound of blacksmithing at Yan's side, but there were a lot of wooden friction and discussions coming from the back of the blacksmith's shop.

Ji Yuan first put back the umbrella that he had borrowed without warning before, and then walked towards the back of the Yanjia shop's crafting workshop following the sound and smell.

"hiss……"

Rarely, Ji Yuan took a slightly exaggerated breath.

Up to now, although there are many things that can surprise Ji Yuan in the mortal world, there are not too many, and this is one of them.

Under several large sheds, twenty or thirty shirtless blacksmiths were all polishing and making sword scabbards, which were still unfinished in their hands. There were at least dozens of finished products stored on the shelves beside them and on the ground.

From material selection to style, from color to engraving, they are all different...

'The Yan family took the wrong medicine? '

When Ji Yuan thought about it, he suddenly thought of the reason with a smile, and the root cause still lies in himself, the "immortal".

Just looking at so many scabbards, the Yan family didn't know how much manpower, material and financial resources they spent. Originally, they planned to leave a hundred cash as money for the scabbards, and then leave a note to let them know.

But now that there are so many scabbards, Ji doesn't want to be taken for a ride and pay for them all.

To be honest, there are so many scabbards, except for those fancy ones, he would be happy to pick any one at random. He quietly walked to the edge of a wooden frame, stretched out his hand to hold a plain light blue wooden scabbard, One of them disappears together.

Then Ji Yuan hesitated for a moment, still a little dumbfounded, he took out two ingots of one or two yuan of silver from his bosom, and threw them softly towards Mr. Yan, who was in his seventies and eighties, who was still working hard to polish the new scabbard.

"Boom~~"

The two ingots of silver actually smashed two crisp sounds on Old Man Yan's head with gentle force, making the latter, who thought someone was joking, subconsciously catch the silver coins falling from his head, and became inexplicably furious.

"Who? Which bastard threw money at me!"

But at this moment, Ji Yuan's joking voice came from afar.

"Who asked you to make so many scabbards? I only have one sword, and you can sell the scabbards yourself for the rest of the work!"

The sound became farther and farther away, and it was obvious that it had already left.

Mr. Yan immediately covered his mouth, and the sweat on his brow proliferated a lot. Did he just scold an immortal?

At this moment, all the craftsmen also stopped their movements when they heard the sound, and there was no sound at the blacksmith's shop for a while, and many people secretly glanced at the old man to see his reaction.

After a dozen or so breaths, it was confirmed that the Immortal should have left, and he didn't care about it. Mr. Yan suddenly realized an important problem, and immediately yelled at the top of his voice.

"Whose scabbard was chosen? Let's see whose scabbard was chosen, and which scabbard is missing? Everyone look for it!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Let's see which one is missing!"

"Then I haven't finished yet..." "What a fart!"

"It's better to be me, it's better to be me!" "It must be me!"

A group of craftsmen checked the shelf next to them and the scabbard on the ground, hoping to find the missing one.

"Ahahahaha...it's me! It's me! My scabbard has been chosen! Hahahahaha...the blue lacquered wooden scabbard on the far side of me is gone! Hahahaha, it must have been taken away by the immortal~~!"

A blacksmith in his thirties was so happy that he almost jumped up and danced, pointing at the wooden frame and laughing wildly.

Many blacksmiths nearby are still unwilling to give up and still turn over their own works, but in the end they can only come up with one cruel fact.

In the end, everyone looked at the elated blacksmith, pursed their lips and sighed, and congratulated one or two words in an extremely perfunctory manner.

The man was proud of himself, but he saw the grandpa leaving towards the ancestral hall. He immediately slapped his head thinking that he hadn't given him the money yet, so he hurried after him.

"Grandpa, grandpa~~~! The silver, the silver should be given to me, at least one ingot, the immortal gave it, grandpa~~~!"

"Hmph, you also know that the immortal gave it to you. You know what a fart it is! It's a waste of money to give it to you. I'll take it to the ancestral hall and put it together with the ancestral tablet. Everyone can see it when offering incense!"

The old man Yan didn't turn his head back, but quickened his pace, and leaving this sentence shocked the man so that he stood there in a daze.

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