Chapter 414

What Yao Sisi saw was the prototype of a hammer. The man stuffed the iron into the stove again, wiped his sweat and drank water. Take it out and beat it patiently. Every time the drop point of the hammer is what you want, there is no error. He seemed to be a hit master and began to shoot tirelessly from the perspective of looking down. Finally, the ironware was formed. The blacksmith clamped the ironware up and down with pliers, checked one side, and then put it in the water in the tin bucket next to it. Oh. Ho ho. Ho ho ho ho... After a burst of white smoke and pungent smell, the blacksmith took out the iron, threw it into a corner, and then tempered the next one.

Yao Sisi immediately walked over and found that the hammer itself was relatively light. The material of the hammer was not clear what kind of metal texture it was. It felt cool to hold it in his hand. What interested Yao Sisi most was that the hammer was full of protrusions. The protrusions were like a dark thorn, but you could press it with your hand. That's why, It's too props. Then I looked carefully and found that there was a protrusion on the top of the hammer handle. She pressed it hard and could open it. It's empty. No wonder it's so light and not heavy.

At this time, the old man came again and said gently, "girl, this is a performance prop customized to us. If you want to buy it, you only need one or two silver."

"A hammer of one or two silver is so expensive?"

The demon looked over from one side with her mouth tilted. She didn't see the strangeness of the hammer just now. That's why she said so. You know, ordinary hammers only need seven or eight copper plates to buy. Even metal ones can cost more money at most.

"No, here you are."

Yao Sisi directly asked for one or two silver coins from Dong Hanshan to give to the old man. Now there are only silver coins left on her. One or two silver coins are too cheap for Yao Sisi, who is not short of money. It is like a dime of RMB that no one picked up when she took it off the ground in modern times.

"Sisi, you are not ill!"

The demon found that Yao Sisi didn't argue about money for the first time. He was surprisingly generous.

"Let's go!"

With the departure of several people, the blacksmith shop returned to the past again.

Thousands of miles away, what is the scene of the courtyard that has fallen into the sea of Buddha. In the north of Cuiyun temple, there is a small separated courtyard. Several osmanthus trees are still alive, but the jade man seems to be dead. Under the bodhi tree, a grass spread on his knees and sat him. It was reduced and became more and more ethereal. It felt distant, just like the distance between a God and a mortal.

The sunset spread on him like a layer of holy and soft golden light. A yellow monk's robe on his body combined with his long black hair was not abrupt at all, and there was no feeling of blasphemy against Buddhism. He looked very comfortable. He was in a trance. He should have worn it like this. The dark red Buddha beads in his hands were slowly touched repeatedly in his hands, The smooth surface of the Buddha beads is tinged with light brilliance. There was less sharpness in the eyes and eyebrows, more peace and even death, and the peace was so light that the heart wanted to pull him out of the boundless loneliness from the bottom of my heart.

Langyue's eyes slowly opened and slightly raised their eyes. Half of the western sun had disappeared. He sighed faintly: "the sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk."

For more than a year, he... - Mo yuliuguang has spent a short period of his life as a monk in this small yard. During his more than a year of meditation and Buddhism, he gradually calmed down, gradually disappeared the gully of love in his heart, and read the Heart Sutra again and again. Now as long as his heart is not a boulder, he will not be choppy, and his heart will be calm like a dead water, During this period, he also asked the host to shave off his last back road. He really didn't want to leave these three thousand troubles and sacrifice his desperate feelings with troubles.

The host still said "the dust root is uncertain". It's ridiculous. It's ridiculous. It's so difficult for him to be a monk, but he has slowly ignored these forms. Yes, he has always believed that only by shaving off one head of black hair, he can't look back, and he won't think of such a figure again, and his heart will really die; But now, after more than a year of baptism of Buddhist scriptures, he slowly began to close himself, close his heart, his people, and everything that can be closed. He succeeded, because success has made him understand what sorrow is greater than heart death.

"Master, go back with the light!"

Light came in from the outside, holding a food box in his hand, and his tone was full of supplication.

The black jade streamer glanced, and a touch of guilt flashed in his eyes. Then he resumed his calm face, "light, you will be the master of the black jade industry in the future. The tiger symbol has been given to you, so you can take it well. If you can, protect her for me and meet her needs at all costs."

Knowing who Moyu Liuguang said she was, he moved and wanted to say something, but Moyu Liuguang obviously didn't give him a chance. He took the lunch box and went over to the house and closed the door. What he did will never give him any hope of resurgence. If he was hurt deeply, he was afraid of being hurt again.

Looking at the closed door, he knew that he had no intention. He firmly believed that one day the ink jade streamer would come out again, so he would go to the host's room to intimidate him almost every day these days. If he dared to shave the hair of the ink jade streamer, he would let the monks in the whole temple return to the customs. Bare knees knelt in front of the door, deeply buckled three heads and said, "master, I will manage the industry well, but they will always be your master."

With that, Guang got up, turned his head and walked outside the super courtyard. He secretly decided to bring Yao Sisi even if he robbed him, and asked her to persuade her to leave here.

When he heard the light go away and the Dark Jade streamed, he opened the door and looked at the small world in front of him. He couldn't help thinking of her thousands of miles away again. As expected, she still fell into the arms of others and found her love destination. Is Zuo pianfan a good rely on? Such problems echoed in his mind. He didn't hear from her for a long time. He once again knew her situation from the light's mouth. His heart was also disturbed by this news. It was not excitement but intense despair. Three days ago, he had died. No matter who appeared around her, his ink and jade light was not worthy of her and couldn't give her specificity.

After about an hour, the sky gradually darkened, and a fiery red sunset reflected in the sky. The food in the lunch box was also cold, which seemed particularly soul stirring, but his heart was extremely cold. He went to the book case, opened the food box and brought out all the food in the food box. In the last box, there was a flute, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Millennium warm jade! It's Millennium Wenyu! You know, Millennium warm jade is the best jade you can meet and can't find, which is of great benefit to the human body. It can also prolong life and protect against all poisons.

A flute made of Millennium warm jade is more precious than the one he destroyed at the beginning. Seeing the flute, the Dark Jade streamed and his hands trembled. He stared at the green flute lying quietly, and the words on the note next to the flute jumped into his eyes.

"Master, just know that you destroyed the flute. Since the master says you have forgotten the world, the flute should not be your taboo."