Chapter 761

"That, that..." Duan Shao turned around and looked at Xia Xin awkwardly. Now he didn't know how to speak.

In fact, he doesn't have to say. Xia Xin already knows what he thinks. As for whether to say it or not, she looks at Shen Feng.

"Didn't you hear me? Get out! " Shen Feng shouted in a deep voice.

"Big brother, we're lost. Can you tell us which direction we should go? We'll really go right away. " Duan Shao quickly smiled at Shen Feng.

"Find it yourself!" Shen Feng narrowed his eyes and stared at him, with endless cold in his words.

Duan Shao felt Shen Feng's eyes, his back was cold, and he was shocked into a cold sweat. Without any hesitation, he hurried to pull the two people around him towards his back. Now he has only one idea in his heart, that is to stay away from Shen Feng.

Xia Xin watched them leave and thanked Shen Feng: "well, thank you for helping me again."

"Nothing." Shen Feng smiled and continued, "now that the matter has been solved, your foot is still hurt. Let's go first."

"But... My feet." Xia Xin looked at her feet. Dai Mei frowned. Although the injury was not serious, she couldn't take such a steep and rugged mountain road.

"It's all right. I'll carry you." Shen Feng walked up to her with a smile.

"This is not very good." Xia Xin blushed.

"There's nothing wrong. You're also Zhang Yong's cousin. He and I are also brothers." Shen Feng squatted in front of Xia Xin, "come on."

Xia Xin hesitated a little, fell on his back and put her hands around his neck.

Xia Xin was lying on Shen Feng's broad back. Suddenly, she felt her heart beat faster, like several deer bumping into each other, and her face turned red.

"Let's go." Under Xia Xin's guidance, Shen Feng went to the top of Taiwu mountain

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In the dense forest, Duan Shao and those two people ran around like headless flies. Fortunately, they didn't run far, but they also walked a lot of wronged roads and walked around for more than two hours.

At this time, the three people looked very embarrassed. Their clothes were not only stained with dead branches and rotten leaves, but also cut. They were always on guard all the way for fear of encountering poisonous snakes again.

"Shit, what the hell is this? I almost didn't kill myself!" Duan Shao looked at the forest road behind him.

"What shall we do now? Go down the mountain or go on. " Another pudgy man gasped.

"Of course it's going up the mountain. The boy must go to the sacrificial furnace. My eldest brother is on the mountain. I'll make the boy look good!" Duan Shao looked at the direction of the top of the mountain, and a look of resentment flashed through his eyes

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As they walked and talked, Shen Feng knew that Xia Xin was the second miss of Mingdao village. Although the Xia family and Zhang Jia were not related by blood, Zhang's father and the owner of Mingdao village were old friends for many years, so Xia Xin was Zhang Yong's nominal "cousin".

Although the mountain road is rugged, Shen Feng's steady pace makes Xia Xin feel an unprecedented sense of security. She is about to reach the top of the mountain, and the houses on the mountain are vaguely visible.

"It's almost there." Shen Feng looked at the top of the mountain.

"After walking so far, you can rest for a while. If someone passes by here, you can take me back." Xia Xin said to Shen Feng.

"It's all right. You're not heavy. You're not tired at all." Shen Feng smiled and went on.

After listening to Shen Feng's words, Xia Xin had a little joy in her heart, a faint smile appeared on her face, and a pair of jade arms tightly hooked his shoulders.

But not far away, seven or eight strong men carrying bamboo baskets came along a path next to them.

The bamboo baskets on their backs are filled with charcoal and coal. Mingdao village needs smelting. The charcoal and coal required for smelting are carefully selected and carried up the mountain manually.

These bamboo baskets are several circles larger than ordinary bamboo baskets. A basket of coal is at least two or three hundred kilograms, but these people walk on the mountain road like walking on the ground. They are not ordinary people at first sight.

Except that the first man looked more than 50 years old, others were young people in their twenties and thirties.

The first middle-aged man is Jiang Xian. He has a high reputation in Mingdao villa. In addition to the villa leader, he should call him uncle Xian, even young master and young lady.

This man is not only a master of knife casting, but also every time he chooses coal, he does everything himself, and the people behind him are his disciples.

"Second lady, why are you here? Who are you? " Uncle Xian looked at Xia Xin on Shen Feng's back and hurried forward to ask.

"Don't be nervous, uncle Xian. He is my friend. When I was picking herbs on the mountain, I couldn't lower my feet and sprained my heart. Thanks to him, I went up the mountain on my back." Xia Xin smiled.

After listening to Xia Xin's explanation, uncle Xian breathed a sigh of relief. "I see. Thank you for your little brother."

With that, he quickly said to the disciples behind him: "disciples, don't come to help."

Those disciples quickly put down their bamboo baskets and surrounded them, but they had just carried coal and charcoal and were dirty all over. Xia Xin didn't dislike them, but they were too dirty and their hands were black.

Xia Xin was also embarrassed to say clearly, but patted Shen Feng on the shoulder.

Shen Feng knew for a moment, smiled at Uncle Xian and said, "I don't need your help. I can do it myself. I heard that I'm going to sacrifice the stove in recent days. Don't delay the business."

"Good." Uncle Xian didn't shirk it. When sacrificing the stove, he needed to light multiple stoves at the same time, and charcoal fire was also the most needed. In recent days, he and his disciples got up early and transported in the dark.

So Shen Feng went with Xia Xin on his back and uncle Xian on his back.

"Little brother, you must come at this time for the sacrificial furnace knife." Uncle Xian asked Shen Feng with a smile.

"I'm not interested in sacrificing the stove knife. I'm just here to repair the knife." Shen Feng said frankly.

"Ha ha..." Uncle Xian laughed immediately after listening to his words and continued: "the process of repairing the knife is the same as that of casting the knife. Strictly speaking, the process of repairing the knife is more complicated than that of casting a new knife. It is not only necessary to melt the old knife, but also to select the appropriate ore."

Shen Feng frowned and said, "how long will it take?"

"It depends on the appearance of your old knife and whether there is a suitable ore." Uncle Xian smiled and said, "do you have your knife with you? I can help you now. "

If there were only uncle Xian and Xia Xin here, he would certainly take out the Baizhan Dao, but it was still inconvenient for uncle Xian to have so many disciples present.

"Sorry, I asked my friend to send the knife up the mountain first. I didn't take it with me." Shen Feng declined