Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 457 The better the heart, the worse the end

"Grandpa, this is... what's going on?"

Qing Luo, who finally calmed down, asked while helping her grandfather to sit down under the pergola.

"It's not because of this batch of weapons. They saw that we were short of manpower and couldn't deliver the goods on time, so they wanted to report us to the city lord..."

The old man sighed.

"But what does this batch of weapons have to do with Uncle Liu? Isn't this batch ordered by Mr. Fu from Ulan City?"

Qing Luo was puzzled.

"Where is Mr. Fu? It's all caused by your sixth uncle. He placed an order with us under the guise of Mr. Fu, and then poached us Blacksmith Wu and the others at a high price, and then cooperated with the Fu Wei to let me Ou Ye's house. If we can’t find manpower, we will definitely not be able to deliver on time.”

The old man's face was full of helplessness.

"Why did Sixth Uncle do this? Didn't he take away everything in the house?"

Qingluo was a little angry.

"Isn't there still that sword furnace? It's not been a day or two since he's coveted this sword furnace."

The old man smiled wryly.

Qing Luo immediately realized when she heard the words. Although the sword furnace in the back mountain has been sealed for many years, it has a long-standing reputation after all, and it is reasonable to be coveted by others.

"Who is this?"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, then his eyes fell on Li Yunsheng.

"I……"

"He is the helper I just found for you, grandpa. His name is... His name is Zhu, Zhu Dashi."

Before Li Yunsheng could answer, he was interrupted by the excited Qingluo.And it was obvious that he was afraid that his grandfather would know Zhu Tuo, so he changed Li Yunsheng's name in haste.

"This is my grandfather, Ouyetan, the best swordsmith in Shizhou. The famous sword Jinghong ranked No. 12 in Shizhou's weapons list was made by my grandfather."

Then she happily introduced his grandfather to Li Yunsheng.

Li Yunsheng had heard of the famous sword Jinghong, and this sword often appeared in the memory of those casual cultivators and Xianmeng disciples when they were in Mugusen.

However, when Li Yunsheng collected information after leaving Mugusen, he learned that this Jian Jinghong had fallen under the strangulation of the Immortal Alliance along with his master Yan Ming six or seven years ago.

Sure enough, when Qingluo mentioned Jinghong, Ou Yetan's expression obviously dimmed a bit.

"I've met senior Ouye."

Li Yunsheng greeted the courteously calmly, neither contempt nor flattery in his tone, it was completely the usual gesture of the younger generation when meeting the elders.

But it was also his calmness that made Ou Yetan more suspicious.

"Judging from my little friend's accent, it seems like a foreigner?"

Ou Yetan looked at Li Yunsheng expressionlessly and asked.

Even though the man in front of him had saved him once, Ou Yetan was different from Qing Luo who had no experience in the world, he would not let down his vigilance because of this incident.

"No grandpa, he just..."

Qingluo on the side suddenly felt tense when she heard the words, she knew that her grandfather never liked to use foreigners, even now when the situation was about to end, she still did so.

"Yes, Stranger."

But before Qing Luo finished speaking, Li Yunsheng honestly admitted it.

This time Ou Yetan's face became completely indifferent.

"Little brother, although you are kind to me, my Ouye family has long established a rule not to recruit foreigners. I have some money here as a gift to my little brother."

He took a money bag and handed it to Li Yunsheng.

"Father..."

Qingluo just wanted to intercede, but before she could say anything, Ou Yetan gave her a stare.

In fact, this is no wonder for Ouyetan. With the decline of the Ouye family in the past ten years, many forces are coveting the secret casting technique of the Ouye family. It would be better for Ouyetan in Hongli City to verify it, but he really has nothing to do for a foreigner. , so these years will refuse to recruit outsiders.

Moreover, Qing Luo couldn't see the strength of the man in front of him, how could he, Ou Yetan, not see it?

Facing a master who could easily put a monk in the spirit realm with a shoulder pole, Ou Yetan thought he couldn't deal with it normally.

"Senior Ouye doesn't accept foreigners, and he doesn't accept wine from other places."

Li Yunsheng did not go to pick up the money bag, but took out a jug of wine from the Qiankun bag as if by magic, picked it up with a smile and shook it in front of Ouyetan.

Originally Li Yunsheng's slightly frivolous expression and movements made Ou Yetan a little angry, but when he saw the words "Baiyun Niang" written on the wine jar, his expression suddenly seemed to freeze.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

It wasn't until he heard Qingluo's surprised voice beside him that the stiff expression on his face was relieved.

"Qing'er, take Beidou to heal your injuries first."

He pointed to the young man who was still lying unconscious on the ground and said.

"Oh, how could I have forgotten Brother Beidou!"

Qing Luo originally thought about how to persuade her grandfather to keep Li Yunsheng, but when she followed the direction of Ou Yetan's finger and saw the boy lying on the ground, she immediately rushed over in panic.

"I, I'll take Beidou brother to heal his injuries first. Grandpa, you must wait for me to come back. We really can't chase me away."

She nervously hugged the boy who was still dripping blood and walked out of the courtyard, while turning back with some anxiety.

"Go, go, I won't drive him away."

Ou Yetan looked at his granddaughter's nervous appearance, amused and distressed at the same time.

"I didn't expect this kid to walk out of the dry sea alive, and what a coincidence..."

Li Yunsheng looked at the boy in Ouye Qingluo's arms for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

This boy is obviously the boy who sold talismans outside the dry sea that day.

"Didn't senior Ou Ye's house not accept foreigners?"

Li Yunsheng walked under the grape trellis and asked with a smile.

"It's not that stinky girl Qingluo, crying and shouting to stay."

Ou Yetan smiled helplessly.

"Little sister Qingluo has a very good heart."

Li Yunsheng said.

"In this world, the better the heart, the worse the end. This silly girl will be killed by her kindness one day."

Ou Yetan shook his head.

"sit down."

As he spoke, he pointed to Li Yunsheng at a stone bench opposite him.

After seeing Li Yunsheng's jar of white cloud brew, Ou Yetan's attitude towards Li Yunsheng improved a lot.

"It's better to be able to live without losing one's nature in this city full of filth, than to lose one's nature in order to live. As for what happens in the future, it's not something human can control."

Li Yunsheng put the altar of Baiyun brew on the stone table.

Ou Yetan didn't answer the words, but took a deep look at Li Yunsheng in front of him.

"So you Qiushui chose to live without losing your nature, right?"

After pondering for a moment, he looked at Li Yunsheng and asked.

The moment Li Yunsheng took out Baiyun Niang, Ou Yetan had already guessed his identity.

And just as Li Yunsheng speculated, Ou Yetan has awe and affection for Qiushui.

"That's it."

Li Yunsheng smiled, and then stretched out his hand to lift the mud seal of Baiyunniang on the table. In an instant, the unique aroma of Baiyunniang filled the entire courtyard.

(End of this chapter)