Grasp the blade (1)

Xiao Gu opened the door and saw a man squatting outside.

the door didn't hit straight, so the man stood up and squeezed in.

"Hey, you ...?" Little gu words unfinished, half-length cold snow man broke into the house early.

"What are you doing here again?" Wang Chaofeng exclaimed behind him.

moo! There is a muffled sound on the cabinet.

"Still be a knife!" The man has a deep voice.

Xiao Gu turned to look, and the man was in rags, flush with the guardrail on the cabinet. The knife on the stage is wrapped in linen, long and strip-shaped.

"This knife can't be accepted by a trumpet." The dynasty served the Tao.

Xiao Gu was stupefied. Not long after he came to Hengyuan Pawnshop, Wang Chaofeng had seen a lot of tricks. Anything valuable in his eyes and mouth would always become rags. It's really rare that this one refuses to receive the goods.

"not 32, 22 is enough." The man said, as if he had given in greatly.

Xiao Gu feels even weirder. When things are always in Wang Chaofeng's charge, there is no self-pricing and coercion.

"Yesterday, Wang said that an ordinary sword, only a few dozen characters, is a Japanese sword, but only two or three ounces." The dynasty gave the man a white look: "This knife of yours is worth twenty or thirty taels. How can it be worth two hundred taels?"

"Don't compare with those mediocre things." The man's voice suddenly grew louder: "This knife is old."

"This is the ring-headed Dao of Han Dynasty." Wang Chaofeng stared: "At most thirty taels, is it inappropriate?"

"This Dao was used in those days ..." Before the man finished speaking, Wang Chaofeng intercepted it with a sneer: "It was used by the sovereign, and it is worth so much now."

The man was stupefied and asked, "Those who are waiting for help, it's almost the Spring Festival, so please ..."

"Will you? This is a pawnshop! "

The man silently grabbed the knife and turned to go.

"Don't say I'm hard-hearted, just show you a way." Wang Chaofeng rolled his eyes and said, "Go to Rugui Building and try it. There are many customers there. Maybe you can get a good price. If not, you can come back."

The man headed slightly and left on his own.

Xiao Gu tidied up the door panel and turned to ask, "What Dao?"

"Lao Dao." Wang Chaofeng's supercilious look fell on Xiao Gu's left face, where there was a black-and-white scar. He quietly moved his eyes: "You were not there yesterday, so this fellow came to pester him, and this time he came again, sending him to his hometown to find a nail in his head and make him give up." You may be pawned when you come back tomorrow. "

"How much is that knife worth?"

"Dao is old, but its weight is heavy." The dynasty said, "The old things of the Han Dynasty, the tool rest and the grain, are not like wild roads. Eighty percent of them belong to the palace or the official family, and 262 is still worth it."

"so you ...?" Xiao Gu was surprised. According to the pawn shop rules, the price of mortgage is about 5% of the value of the goods in custody.

"There is only one pawnshop in our town in Hengyuan, and the merchants outside have no eye. I don't want to give them this rough-looking knife, and the man is in a hurry to use silver. This business is not profitable, so the shopkeeper won't even accept it. If you can't redeem it when it's due, you'll die. If you get a treasure knife for nothing, you can't buy it without four or five hundred taels. "

"Is there a knife inscription?"

"maybe, but it's smooth." "Have you seen that knife?" asked Wang Chao in amazement.

"a wild guess." Xiao Gu smiled apologetically: "Didn't Lao Dao pay attention to a knife inscription?"

the dynasty frowned. The knife is heavy, but it is easy for a man to take it with one hand. A savage has such strength? He suddenly remembered something, went into the inner room and moved out an old iron box.

that's the box where the placard is kept.

In the thick list, Wang Chaofeng rummaged for a while, suddenly pulled out one, stopped clapping, and said, "It's him!

Xiao Gu leaned over. It was a reward notice, yellow and tattered, with a vaguely recognizable year number at the bottom. It was actually fifteen years ago, and it was signed with the words "The Chief Liu Catcher of the Ministry of Punishment".

"The sinner's Nangong ....." Only the surname is known, and the name is a hole. The painted weapon is clearly recognizable, and it is a pair of ring-shaped swords. The blade body is engraved with the inscription near the handle, but it is the word Kuaizai! Small gu leng leng.

"That fellow is quick, and there is no me in the Knife Palace." Wang Chaofeng's eyes shone.

"Report to the official?"

"The shopkeeper has been looking for him for years." Wang Chaofeng shook his head and stopped Xiao Gu: "Report to the shopkeeper first, and then make a decision."

it's cloudy and cold as a knife.

It will be the 3th anniversary in nine days. Although the town is often invaded by pirates, it has not fallen. On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, as the New Year approaches, every household begins to prepare items for offering sacrifices to the kitchen. Those with niches offered the gods of Kitchen God, while those without niches posted the gods directly on the wall. In order to be successful in the coming year, many people also attached grandma to the kitchen king.

the man has been standing in the old Panasonic for half an hour, covered in white, and his hair must be stained with snow. Passers-by pass by intermittently, and few people punch him.

when his feet lost consciousness, the man forgot to stamp his foot, and only one thought kept repeating: "Does anyone recognize him?" Fifteen years ago, one after another, he was cornered and uneasy.

the endless nightmare is unforgettable, and he is uncertain about what to think.

the piano sounds sad, and the ear rings again. He gritted his teeth and walked towards the home.

When the straw sandals are trodden, the snow gurgles, and the footprints of different shades are generally wide and narrow.

At the east corner, two catchers are laughing and coming out.

As soon as the man's face changed, he hid in the alley and walked outside the city.

unitary time. Kitamura The snow stopped.

just at the entrance to the village, I heard the sound of the piano, crying like a complaint.

the man stops.

The day before yesterday, Lao Zhang, next door, married a daughter and met a pirate on the way. His son-in-law was killed and his daughter Mulan was taken captive. The pirates left a message and raised two hundred and twenty redeemer within four days.

The local people all know how powerful pirates are. If they don't redeem them, the hostages will be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks. Lao Zhang's father-daughter restaurant sings for a living. How can he get two hundred and twenty urgently? I begged you to tell me that the milk was only fifty taels, and Lao Zhang was hanged. After being rescued, he didn't eat or drink, just played the piano.

the man walked home slowly, just as he came to the door. A man came out of the oblique thorn and shouted, "Gong San, I've been looking for you all day."

seeing that it was Niu Er in the same village, the man asked, "What's up?"

"Lao Zhang asked me to find you." Niu Erdao: "He is in a hurry, so let you see him as soon as possible."

the red candle is dark and the piano sounds heavy.

seeing Niu er gone, Lao Zhang put down the Hu Qin, stood up trembling, and threw himself down and bowed down: "Gong Ye."

Gong San lost his linen bag, so he leaned over to help him. Lao Zhang can't bend his knees, and he crouches and kneels.

"Please help Mulan." Lao Zhang burst into tears: "You don't think that she saved you in the past, but also look at the neighbors in the countryside for fifteen years. Please save her."

"what is this?" Gong Sandao: "Mulan is like my niece, can I from ruin?"

"Gong Ye, you are a capable man." Lao Zhang's hands are blue and blue, grasping the cuffs of Gong San, like a drowning man fishing for straw: "With this, I will feel at ease."

Gong San consoled a few words, picked up the linen bag and went home.

The courtyard is quite wide, with an old well and a millstone beside it.

At three o'clock in the palace, I lit a lantern and went to the left cabin of the courtyard. I was in a trance and pushed the door open.

by candlelight, the old case cracked and accumulated gray. More than a dozen memorial tablets, standing silently, are as gloomy as charm.

Miyazo stared for a long time and put down the lantern.

"When Mulan rescued me, Lao Zhang asked me to stay here and wanted to be a knife ..." He knelt down and kowtowed for more than a hundred times, then looked up and said, "Dad, Mom, Big Brother, Second Brother, Little Tiger, Little Tiger ... Don't blame me."

the slushy water between the hairlines rolled down the cheeks.

the piano sounds again. Gouge out your heart and cut the meat.

Gong San took the lantern, drew water and poured it into the bucket beside the millstone, then tore open the linen bag.

With the knife in hand, I feel gloomy.

Miyazo murmured, "Old chap, I have wronged you for so many years."

the sound of the piano was muffled, and he scooped up water to sharpen his knife.

er ... a spark was stirred up at the grindstone.

"Dad, why do you sharpen your knife? Do you kill the wicked?" The five-year-old tiger is like a spark.

when the fire goes out, the piano mourns.

miyazawa scoops water and grinds it again.

the spark continues. Rain-like hoofbeats, dripping knives, thunderous cheers, and whistling in the ear.

the fire is silent, and the piano is sparse.

Gong San sinks his voice, and pushes his knife and grinds it.

the cold shadow, white fog rising between the knives and stones, is like the snow fifteen years ago.

"Stop being a chivalrous man!" The wail of my father's dying, through the turbulence of time, exploded in my ears, and the three hands of the palace trembled, and the knife fell into the bucket, stirring up half curtain water.

the chords are incisive, and the sadness is endless.

Gong San fished for the knife, set the angle and slowly pushed it.

push. Knives and stones sharpen, and sweat becomes smoke; Push again, the white gas is beautiful, and the knife is as light as water; Three pushes, time goes against the current, and red snow everywhere.

miyako closed his eyes and pushed the knife.

Dao yin. Like a tiger in a barren hill, roaring against the wind.

it burns like a dark fire.

hot knife, burning hands, heartburn and blood burning.

I don't know how long it has been grinding. It seems like a moment, and it seems like a hundred years.

miyako stopped and opened his eyes.

a blade beats snow!

the next day. Go home.

it's just early in the morning, and the spacious inner hall has been crowded and filled for nine minutes.

No one paid attention to Gong San in front of the door, but everyone paid close attention and talked around a man in black in the inner hall. The man has a leopard eye and his brow is full of power, like a man who is used to giving orders.

Gong San's heart tightened, and when he caught a glimpse of the broadsword on the man's desk, he took two shallow steps and listened attentively.

"Lord Baihu, have the guards moved troops?" Asked a squire.

"Yesterday, I received the newspaper, and the evil shark village brought giant candles from Fusang." The man in black frowned and said, "I didn't want to fall in the middle of the encirclement at night, so I lost many brothers!" "

There was an uproar in the seat: "What should I do?"

in the crowd, fear flows. Since the ban on the sea was issued by the DPRK, pirates have been everywhere, and there are even rumors that the evil shark village is quite connected with the Japanese pirates. At the moment, the words of the men in black prove that it is not far off the mark.

Hong merchants made up their minds, and left quickly after eating and drinking. Business is broken, Snowy Road is hard to do, but Bidiu is always strong, right? The local gentry's face is ugly, and their family and friends are here. Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, why should married with children go out to flee? If you don't escape, you will donate money and food to the officers and men on weekdays, and the pirates will never spare their own lives.

people are terrified, whispering and thinking about their way out.

As soon as the men in black slapped the table, the urn said, "Relax, there are powerful people coming today, and the fresh troops will follow. Liankui, I am here to meet people. "

when people ask about names, even the chief says it won't be long before they can meet them. They were helpless and had to wait for the wine. If you don't understand this time, you can't feel at ease when you go home.

"Guest, would you like some wine?" Xiao er caught a glimpse of Gong San, came to greet him, and saw his ragged clothes, and his look was very perfunctory.

Miyazo looked around and asked in a low voice, "Shopkeeper, can anyone buy a knife?"

"buy a knife? Go, go elsewhere. It's early in the morning, what a bad thing? " Xiao er was impatient and drank low. If he was not afraid of disturbing the diners' interest, he would have pushed people.

in a trance, the sound of the piano started again, and the palace looked up and shouted, "The ancestral Dao is good, and the goods are sold to know the family. I've heard about it for a long time, but no one knows the knife? "

The bartender was about to drive him away when someone shouted, "Bring me a knife! Let me see!"

When Xiao Er turned around, he saw that it was Lian Kui. He was clever and shut up, bowing to make amends, but he didn't forget to stare at Gong San.

Miyazo slowly walks in, unbuttoning his cloth and sharpening his knife.

those who stand close to each other are shivering all over, and their chicken skin suddenly grows, as if snow and ice were pouring down.

Lian kui's eyes lit up.

It has a single edge, a thick ridge and an iron ring handle, and its style is rough. The blade body, which is nearly four feet long, is simple, narrow and straight, with a bright light.

Lian Kui received the knife, and his right wrist ached slightly, so he couldn't bear the weight of the knife at will. He pulled out the broadsword on the table and compared it with the ring sword. Shuo Shuo Yao Dao, thicker than shoulder, coagulates the first knife, which gives birth to the fragile feeling of silver-like wax spear head.

Gong San thought that Lian Kui wanted a double-edged sword. He said quickly, "Your honor's broadsword is made by the guards, so it's not appropriate to break it."

when the guests heard this, they all booed and laughed.

Lian Kui had no intention of this. After listening to what he said, he was so competitive that he said, "You don't have to pay for it if it is broken. Don't blame me if it is broken." Afraid that he would go back on his word, he said that the sound was falling, and his left and right hands gave a hard blow.

it was crunchy, and the curved edge of the waist knife was notched half a finger wide. The ring sword is not unusual.

everyone stared and forgot to say anything.

Lian Kui didn't care, but praised: "Good Dao. It's a pity that our teacher is not here, otherwise we will know the sharpness without damaging the knife. "

He let go of his waist knife, grasped the ring-head knife attentively, got up and made a virtual cut. The wind of the knife roared and it was hearty. Everyone around me is as pale as earth, lest the knife be blind and spill on his own body.

Lian Kui made several moves, then closed his knife and asked, "What's the price?"

"two hundred and twenty." Miyazo bowed his head and said.

the gentry and merchants were in an uproar. This man is probably crazy, living and poor!

two hundred and twenty? At the current price, you can buy four hundred stones of rice, which is enough for one person to eat for fifty years, and you can buy four ordinary houses.

is this Dao made of pure gold?

Lian Kui looked at the knife, then at Gong San: "In Lian's opinion, this knife is worth 5 taels. Tell me where the other 15 taels are?"

He handed back the knife: "Tell me the truth. If you can't tell me what you bought for 2 taels, how about selling it to me for 5 taels?"

everyone raised their necks to see a joke.

"Knife takes cutting as its work. The stubborn iron is affected by the weakness of the magic weapon, with the harmony of fire and water, the five refined pottery, the yin and yang, and the sum of rigidity and softness. " Gong San scanned the crowd, holding a knife in his right hand and sliding his left hand along the back of the knife, and his figure was as tall as a gun unconsciously: "As the ancients said, a swift horse is a light knife. In fact, it's a big fallacy to kill the enemy with a heavy knife. The back of the knife is thick, from the bottom to the tip, and it gradually becomes thinner. The ridges on both sides are high, and the blade is thin if it is stinging, and the weight is appropriate, so that it can cut a slight gap without hair, and the firmness is unchanged. I really want to discuss the price. This knife is more than two hundred and twenty? "

four people were shocked when they heard this. Everyone who wants to see a joke is silent, and they look at the ring knife again, thinking about words, and they may feel that the knife is more than 22.

"What's a man's name and where does he live?" Lian Kui was impressed by Miyazo's heroism: "Such a good Dao is really willing to change hands?"

"Little Man Palace III. Jubei Village. " Gong San answered half a sentence, and his body was bent again, looking down at the knife, rather reluctant.

Lian Kui has been in the military for many years, and he has recruited Brightheart to work. He understands that a good knife needs people to use it. I was waiting to speak out to attract, but I heard hoofbeats from a distance, which rang in my ears for a moment, like thunder.

people are startled, riding in the snow, so suddenly.

The flame in Lian Kui's eyes flashed: "Here he comes ..."

As he said, the man had already shot out of the door.

everyone in the seat was stunned, and immediately realized that it was the powerful man who came. They left the seat one after another, regardless of the slanting table and stool, and the tide surged out, taking Gong San with them.

the sky in the west is gray, and the snow is falling on the old pine trees along the road, revealing rocky branches and a few green needles.

when riding the wind, the earth trembled slightly, and the snow was shattered by riding the wind, and the white was scattered.

in the breathing room, the horse has arrived, and the black horse hisses and stomps in the same place, and white smoke spews from the nose and mouth and suddenly stops.

As soon as the rider raised his hand, he took off his snow hat and cloak to show his strength.

Everyone can see clearly that the bearer is eagle-eyed, lion-nosed, with a broad square face, eight swords at his waist, six boots at his feet, and a loose sword hanging from his waist, showing wealth and grace everywhere.

"lujia people!" When Gong San saw the eight swords, he changed color and bowed his head, hiding behind people.

Lian Kui stepped forward, exchanged a few pleasantries, and shouted at the top of his voice, "This is the new conductor, Master Lu Qian Long Lu." Commanding things, ranking four, two levels bigger than Lian Kui.

cheers are rising. Anyone who walks around the Jianghu, who doesn't?