Immortal weapon refiner

Chapter 2 The Grace of Teaching
Night always falls very quickly in the border fortress. It's just approaching dusk, and the surroundings are completely dark. Only some lighted oil lamps can be seen in the tents of the military camp, emitting a dim light.

That night, Li Qing immediately came to the kitchen with two rice bowls. He keenly noticed that the soldiers who were queuing up for meals today had a somewhat solemn look on their faces, and the atmosphere was not as cheerful as in the past.

It probably had something to do with the few people who returned home with serious injuries in the afternoon. With such serious injuries, their clothes were soaked in blood, and they probably wouldn't survive.

Leaving the frontier fortress is destined to not be a quick trip. This matter must be considered in the long term, and at least inquire about the surrounding situation first. After all, rebelling against the army is a serious crime in Maple Country.

Li Qingru thought, and then followed the flow of people into the kitchen.

The cook on duty today is named Wu Chong, who is one or two years older than Li Qing. Because they are about the same age, the two have a good relationship in the military.

After seeing the honest and honest-looking Li Qing come in, Wu Chong winked at him, then took a rice spoon and poured several more pieces of braised pork into the rice bowl he brought, and then covered it tightly with two coarse-grain steamed buns. Real.

"Hey, is there anyone going to deliver food to the wounded barracks today?" Li Qing glanced at his rice bowl, and then asked curiously.

As a cook, Wu Chong's figure is still in line with the image. His whole body is round, his cheeks are full of fat, and his eyes are narrowed into a line by the fat.

"Yes, it's not dark yet tonight, and the people from the wounded barracks came to get food, and they told me to put in two more pieces of meat." Wu Chong replied with a smile.

"That's right, I'm in charge of today's braised pork. How about you go back and try it."

As he said that, Wu Chong winked again.

Seeing this, Li Qing was a little curious about how the other party's fat face could squeeze out such colorful expressions.

"You, stop stealing some food. You're so fat that you won't be able to escape if there's a fight!" Li Qing said teasingly.

"Hey, if the cook doesn't steal, he won't harvest the grain! Okay, okay, you can leave quickly." Wu Chong said with a smile.

Li Qing felt speechless in his heart. He left the kitchen without saying anything and returned to his tent with two rice bowls in hand.

However, he did not go into his own tent first. Instead, he opened the curtain of the tent next to him and walked in with his body hunched over.

"Master, it's time to eat." Li Qing walked into the tent and placed the rice bowl on the table next to the bed.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

On the bed, a dying old man was coughing constantly.

It is hard to imagine that in the frontier land, there would be an old man who was half dead and about to be buried.

He was Master Gu, the master who Li Qing learned to forge and forge.

Master Gu was lying on the bed. His old face had a few age spots at some point.

But when he opened his eyes, they were still bright and bright, as if there were two candles burning under his pupils.

Master Gu looked at Li Qing's appearance for a long time, and finally sighed leisurely, picked up the rice bowl, and ate with a big mouthful. This appetite was not at all like that of an ordinary old man.

Seeing this, Li Qing also picked up two coarse-grain steamed buns and started to eat them. He ate the red and shiny braised pork with relish.

Soon, Master Gu put down his rice bowl and looked at Li Qing again.

When being stared at by Master Gu, Li Qing felt like a little rabbit being stared at by a lion, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

In this regard, Li Qing didn't even dare to look at him. His master's intimidating eyes were too scary.

"Er Niu, how long have you been learning blacksmithing from me?" Master Gu called out Li Qing's nickname.

Li Qing quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and said somewhat vaguely: "It's been a year and a half, Master! It's been almost two years."

"Haha, it's been so long in the blink of an eye. I still remember that when you first came here, your legs were not as thick as someone else's arms." A rare smile appeared in Master Gu's eyes. At his age, he always likes to miss you. past.

"Li Qing thanks Master for teaching me his art!" As he said this, Li Qing knelt down, his gratitude coming from the bottom of his heart.In fact, he was captured as a young man and sent to the border fortress to serve as a soldier. Later, Master Gu took a fancy to him and took him as a blacksmith apprentice.

"Ahem, cough, wake up, kid." Master Gu grabbed Li Qing's kneeling body and directly helped him up.

Li Qing, who was about to kneel down and salute, felt surprised in his heart. His elderly master was much stronger than he had imagined.

Although Master Gu was a famous blacksmith in the military, he rarely forged weapons since Li Qing was accepted as an apprentice. Basically, these tasks fell on Li Qing.

Li Qing is quite happy with this. Every time he forges a weapon, he can gain longevity, so why not do it?

"Er Niu, why do you like blacksmithing so much?" Master Gu asked after lifting Li Qing up with one hand.

That must be because you can earn longevity
Of course, it was impossible for Li Qing to say this. He planned to keep this secret tightly.

In this era, immortality is an unattainable luxury, especially for those kings who will do anything to extend their lifespan.

Let alone mentioning it, let’s just mention the dying master in front of him. If he knew that he could gain longevity by forging weapons, it is estimated that this master-disciple relationship, which seems to be good at the moment, would soon turn into plastic.

"Because after forging a handful of weapons, I feel very satisfied and feel that I am a useful person." Li Qing's answer did not exceed Master Gu's expectations.

"Haha, it seems that you really like blacksmithing. No wonder your iron-forging skills have improved so quickly."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Master Gu chuckled lightly, and then coughed violently, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

"This frontier fortress is really not a place to raise people. There will be war soon. If you have a chance in the future, leave the frontier fortress and go to the south. The water and soil there can support people and they can live longer." Master Gu said while coughing. Said.

Hearing this, Li Qing's heart trembled again. If his master's words were spread, he might be beheaded.

Escaping from the military without authorization is a serious crime!

Even the blacksmith accompanying the army cannot leave easily unless he has made great achievements.

Li Qing didn't dare to answer, but silently put away the rice bowl.

"Master, I'm going to wash the rice bowl."

Master Gu looked at Li Qing's back, shook his head in disgust, and then took out a dusty book from under the bed.

"Wait, you take this."

Snapped!
Master Gu dropped the dusty book at Li Qing's feet, and the dust flew all over the floor.

Li Qing looked down, pretended to be confused, turned around to look at his master, and asked curiously: "Master, what is this?"

"What I have learned in this life is all here. Go back and study hard. Cough cough cough!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Qing couldn't help but feel a slight soreness in his nose. He knew that his master was giving instructions for his funeral.

Immediately, Li Qing put down the rice bowl, knelt down, and saluted.

"Master!"

In any case, he has accepted the gift of passing on the ancestral knowledge, and during this period of time, the other party has indeed taught him about blacksmithing and forging without reservation, without any narrow-minded thoughts that taught the apprentice to starve the master to death.

Just like that, Li Qing left his master's camp with this thick book under his arm and two rice bowls in his hands.

(End of this chapter)