Luo nine needles

Chapter 105

"Little girl."

In the dark night, she was lying on the bed, and vaguely heard someone calling this name.

She stood in the dark and turned her head to look.

"Little girl."

The voice became louder, breaking through the darkness, and the light revealed a figure.

She walked there slowly, the darkness faded, and she came to a valley, with green mountains and green waters, and the sound of birdsong.

"Little girl, why are you in a daze again?" The voice behind said, "You must concentrate when you are working. A craftsman, his hands and heart must be one."

She looked down, looking at her empty hands.

She is not a craftsman, nor does she dream, this is Seven Stars dreaming.

She turned around and saw a five or six-year-old girl sitting on the ground, holding a chisel in one hand and a plank in the other, but she was not working, but looking up at the sky.

She looked up and saw the person standing behind the little girl.

This is a woman, wearing a blue dress, wrapped in a cloak and scarf, standing in the light, unable to see her face clearly.

Hearing the woman's voice, the little girl lowered her head and chiseled with a bang bang bang, sawdust flying around.

It's not like woodworking, it's like chopping wood.

"Why are you losing your temper?" The woman said in a deep voice, "You don't want to learn? If you don't want to learn, just go."

The chisel in the little girl's hand paused, and the movement slowed down a bit. It scratched the place that had been chiseled before, leaving messy marks.

"Little girl."

Another voice came from a distance, and the sullen little girl raised her head, smiled, dropped the chisel and ran over there.

The woman didn't stop her, and stood still, watching the little girl run away.

It was brighter over there, and a person came slowly, who seemed to be carrying something on his back.

The little girl held out her hand to him.

The man took off the things behind him.

is a sword.

At this moment, her perspective changed, she was no longer watching from the sidelines, but looking down, she watched the little girl stretch out her hands to her, her white and tender hands, and a smile on her round face.

Qixing opened his eyes, and saw the dark night in front of him. Although there was a room apart, the temperature of the fire still made the room dry and hot.

Aokiji was sleeping on a small bed made of wooden boards next to it, and the quilt had been kicked away.

Qixing got off the bed, spread the quilt for Qingzhi, went out and closed the door.

She glanced at the star-studded night sky, lost her mind for a moment, and walked into the workshop beside her.

With the fire raging, Qixing took the hammer and smashed the iron bar, the red iron bar changed its shape, and the cold water beside it reflected the girl's figure.

Some people are still awake at night.

"Isn't her name Seven Star?"

Returning from the blacksmith shop to the deep house in Huixian Tower, the knowledgeable guest is puzzled.

"Did she use a fake name?"

The rich man took a sip of tea and said, "Not necessarily, the little girl should have a nickname."

It's also possible that this name doesn't sound like a serious name, Zhike asked: "Then whose daughter is she?"

The little girl who can be seen by the rich man and who can remember her name - this girl is not very old now, and it is estimated that she was younger when she met the rich man. It is definitely not because she is so outstanding, it must be her parents. extraordinary.

The wealthy man seemed to be interested, and asked him: "Do you remember that there is a female disciple named Yunyan under the Beitang Gate?"

Zhike smiled bitterly: "There are thousands of children in my family, I really can't remember everyone."

There are also many women in the Mo sect, and the identity of a single woman is not enough to be a rare thing.

"This female student is Lao Xie's favorite student." The rich man said.

Old Xie, the elder in charge of Beitang, the mechanic, calls himself Master Xie, and this name is not his real name, it was a homonym for the sake of convenience.

These famous craftsmen and heroes are so casual, they only think about the way of heaven, and inherit their skills. As for their names, it doesn't matter.

"Lao Xie has chosen her to be the next head of Beitang." The wealthy man continued, "This Yunyan has a daughter, that is"

He pointed in the direction of the blacksmith shop.

It turned out to be such a background, Zhike suddenly realized.

However, Yunyan is still a junior disciple in front of the rich man, and it would be nice to be looked at by him a few more times. How could she still remember her daughter?
A strange smile appeared on the rich man's face.

"The reason why I remember this child is because of the head of the sect," he said.

Head?Zhike was stunned.

"When I saw that child, he was by the head's side." The rich man said, with a bit of reminiscence, "At that time, old Xie was repairing the defense of the Great Wall in the North, and the entire Beitang went there, and he needed a lot of money. I I have been sorting out the accounts at the head of the house, and one day I suddenly saw a child beside the head of the house."

He narrowed his eyes and searched for that scene in his memory.

Behind the head's seat, a female doll suddenly emerged.

"Little girl." said the master.

The girl doll raised her head, revealing a round face.

"Let's go outside and play." The head said.

The girl stood still without speaking, her little face tensed.

The headman pointed to a sword placed on the side: "Take it to play."

that sword.
"That's a six-foot sword cast by the master himself." The rich man said, "I always carry it with me."

Zhike hurriedly said, "I know this sword."

The head's surname is Luo, and his identity in the world is a swordsmith.

Luo Jian, a thousand gold is hard to find.

"I remember that there was a Mo Xia who made a great contribution and was rewarded by the master. He said he wanted the six-foot sword in the master's hand."

But the always bold head refused.

"I will make you a sword that is more suitable for you."

Later, the Mo Xia really got a sword, which cut iron like mud, as fast as light and shadow.

But the sword that the master cherished and refused to give away made everyone remember it even more.

The rich man said with a smile: "That's it. The girl went to get it immediately after hearing this. She is small."

The rich man made a gesture and pointed to the position of his knee.

"At this point, it is not as high as the sword. She dragged the sword away and made a stabbing sound on the ground."

Although there is a scabbard, but the treasured sword of the master is treated like this
"The headmaster didn't even move his brows, there was only a smile on his face."

The head is a very cold and arrogant person, this is the first time he has seen such an expression, the rich man immediately remembered this girl.

"Of course I want to ask who this is." He said to Zhike, "The head said that this is the daughter of Lao Xie's apprentice Yunyan. Because it took a long time to build the Great Wall for defense, and barbarian people often come and go, it is very dangerous, so the daughter was taken away." Hand it over to the headmaster."

People in the door help each other, the old, the young, the sick, and the weak are taken care of, not to mention entrusting the children to the door to take care of when they go out. Even after death, many orphans stay in the door instead of being raised by relatives and friends.

Lao Xie valued this apprentice, and naturally he also valued his grandson. If he asked the head to watch the child, the head would not refuse. Zhike nodded and sorted out the matter.

"So that's how it is." He said, "He was from Beitang."

The rich man went on to say: "Later, Beitang finished the defense of the Great Wall and took the child away. I never saw him again. But."

Having said that, the smile on his face disappeared.

"When I was in Jindi, that Yunyan was also there."

Zhike guessed what he meant: "Master, you mean, this little girl is here?"

The rich man did not speak. Looking at the dancing candles in the room, the image of the girl blacksmithing appeared in front of his eyes.

At that moment, he seemed to see the head.

In fact, there was another reason why he remembered this girl.

There was once a rumor that this girl was the illegitimate daughter of the head.

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