Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

After walking around the corridor a few more times, we finally arrived at the place. There was a clanging sound in the forge room and sparks were flying everywhere. Some disciples were stabilizing the anvil, some were holding the pliers, and some were hammering the iron. A group of men were shirtless and were sweating all over.

As Guan Shanyu entered the room, the stench of fire hit his nose. He stepped over the threshold and fanned the air in front of his nose with his hand. He heard the disciple narrow his eyes and shout inside, "Does anyone have any newly forged weapons? Disciples of Lingcaoxuan, come and choose one."

As soon as he finished speaking, a complaint was heard in the room: "Another one is here to pick. The batches ordered earlier haven't been completed yet. Let him wait."

"What does he want? Don't be like the female cultivators from Ziwei Pavilion who asked for embroidery on their weapons. I really want to beat them to death."

"Let him get in line. After this batch is finished, there are still several orders from down the mountain to be made. I estimate it will be ready by the end of the year."

The disciple glanced at Guan Shanyu and shouted into the room, "This is a note written by Elder Qing himself. I think it's urgently needed. Does anyone have the spare time to help make one?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole room was filled with complaints. Mixed with the clanging and banging of hammers, a group of men said, "No time, no time. If it's urgent, just ask him to do it himself."

"That's right, the donkeys in the fields aren't used like that. Every one of them says they need help urgently, so get in line."

The disciple who led the way coughed twice sternly, indicating that it would be inappropriate for outsiders to hear these complaints. However, everyone in the room was busy with their work and didn't even raise their eyelids. They didn't even realize that Guan Shanyu was standing on the threshold. They were just a little annoyed and irritated by being urged, and started complaining.

One person heard the disciple coughing non-stop and was so angry that he threw down his fire tongs and said angrily: "What are you coughing for? Are you really in such a hurry? I have a freshly made one here. Do you want it? If not, then wait for it! Go and get in line!"

As soon as the words fell, Guan Shanyu was stunned. It was actually a woman's voice. A head popped out from a crowd of shirtless men. The owner of the head had a face covered in dust and dust. He stood with his hands on his hips through the crowd and looked at Guan Shanyu. After recognizing him, he snorted and said, "It's you."

Guan Shanyu stared at her in a daze. It was actually Chen Rongrong!

He was struck by lightning and thought, what is she doing here? Is this how the original book arranged it? Thinking this in his heart, he asked out loud, "Why are you here?"

Chen Rongrong took a handkerchief, wiped the sweat off her face and walked over, saying unhappily: "Making weapons, what else? Wandering around like someone else?"

Nani?

Guan Shanyu scratched his head. In the original novel, he did not introduce in detail which sect Chen Rongrong finally went to. After all, her main task was to act as a fan girl of Yan Ruchen, and she was also one of the wives that Yan Ruchen took in the earliest days. Therefore, her duties had been completed in the original novel, and of course there was no need to waste time describing where she went and what she was doing.

However, in this world, all the plots that were glossed over or not described at all in the original work will be completed. Chen Rongrong was actually given the Qionghua Peak?

Guan Shanyu saw Chen Rongrong's gloomy face, staring at him angrily with the fire tongs in one hand, and he chuckled.

Chen Rongrong frowned in confusion and said, "What a joke."

Guan Shanyu shut up, but still tried to suppress a laugh: "Miss Chen, you are from a wealthy family, are you still adapting to doing this kind of physical work here?"

Chen Rongrong raised her head, but before she could refute, a male disciple beside her turned around and answered for her: "Sister Rong is the best here. We can only play one round a day, but she can play three rounds a day."

Guan Shanyu looked over in amazement and said, "So powerful? Then Sister Rong, can you help me fight too? I don't have a suitable weapon, and my training is far behind others."

Chen Rongrong looked up with some satisfaction and said, "No problem. Since you are from the same hometown as Ruchen, what kind of weapon do you want to forge?"

Guan Shanyu immediately replied, "I want to play the suona."

Chen Rongrong chuckled and said angrily, "Suona? Are you sure? Are you using it for cultivation or mourning?"

Guan Shanyu lied firmly: "I use it for cultivation. When I was a child, I often helped people with weddings and funerals in my hometown, so I am quite familiar with using the suona."

Mentioning his hometown inevitably reminded him of Yan Ruchen. Chen Rongrong's expression softened a bit, and she turned around and said, "You're playing a suona and yelling so loudly. Just sit by the door and wait. I'll be there soon."

Guan Shanyu nodded obediently and stood at the door as quiet as a chicken. Seeing that everything was arranged properly, the disciple who led the way left after saying "Don't worry about Sister Rong's craftsmanship" and gracefully left.

So Guan Shanyu began to sit in front of the door and count the ants on the ground. However, after a cup of tea, a steaming suona was thrown in front of him.

Guan Shanyu looked up in shock and said, "So fast?"

Chen Rongrong wiped her sweat and said, "No, this is a semi-finished product that I made a while ago. No one wanted it, so no one cared about it. I just happened to come across you specifically asking for it, so I processed it a little bit. Here, it's for you."

Guan Shanyu picked up the still-warm suona. It had a Kunshan bamboo barrel, a silver mouthpiece and bell, and a red twine tied around the barrel. Looking closely, he saw two characters engraved on the barrel. He held it close to his eyes, but before he could examine it, Chen Rongrong explained, "That's its name."

Guan Shanyu suddenly realized and quickly answered, "Xinghe?"

Chen Rongrong frowned and asked in surprise, "You know?"

Nonsense, he is the author himself, how could he not know the name he chose? However, Guan Shanyu still shook his head and said: "Didn't I just see it?"

Chen Rongrong curled her lips and said, "I don't know which senior took it before, you got it for free."

Guan Shanyu felt the weight of the suona in his hand, it was extremely light. He imagined that even if he failed to complete the mission and had to return home, he could still sit on the back of an ox and play the suona while herding cattle while happily living the life of a poor peasant. It was quite pleasant to think about it.

Guan Shanyu put away his suona and politely bowed to Chen Rongrong, saying, "Thank you, Sister Rongrong."

Chen Rongrong rolled her eyes at him and said, "No thanks, just stop bullying Ruchen in the future."

Guan Shanyu guessed that he was referring to the incident before he went up the mountain, so he said, "Yes, yes, Brother Ruchen and I are now in our own places. We should work hard and cultivate the Dao wholeheartedly. We will definitely not have any immature thoughts anymore."

Chen Rongrong nodded in satisfaction and said, "Since we are going down the mountain together for training next month, I will also keep an eye on you. You must not act inconsistently with your words and trip up Ruchen."

Guan Shanyu smiled bitterly in his heart helplessly, thinking to himself, "Damn it, how dare I trip you up? If it weren't for this broken system, I would have run down the mountain to be an honest farmer and marry a few beautiful wives to live a pastoral life. Why would I have to walk on thin ice here?"

But he quickly realized something else and asked, "How did you know I would also go down the mountain to gain experience?"

Chen Rongrong said as a matter of course: "Isn't it posted on the notice board at the mountain gate? Didn't you see it?"

Damn, he works in the fields every day, how can he have time to hang out at the mountain gate?

Guan Shanyu shook his head and said goodbye in a hurry, picked up his suona and ran to the mountain gate.

The sun had just set outside, with a few rays of sunlight still shining on the stone steps. A disciple who was sweeping the stairs at the door saw Guan Shanyu running out and hurriedly reminded him that the mountain gate was about to be closed and he must not run out. Guan Shanyu had to explain that he was just taking a look at the notice board and would go back immediately. When the others stood in front of the notice board, they really saw their name written among the disciples who had gone down the mountain for training.

Guan Shanyu turned around and squatted on the ground, scratching his head, puzzled.

This notice was posted five days ago, but at that time I had neither weapons nor magical herbs grown in the fields. So why did Qing Yuanzi arrange this for me?

According to the original plot, only exceptionally outstanding disciples have the opportunity to go down the mountain for trials. Isn't this arrangement very inconsistent? How did Qing Yuanzi know that he could definitely cultivate high-quality immortal herbs and be among the best among all the disciples?

Is it because I'm handsome?

Guan Shanyu looked at himself in the puddle on the ground.

Well, he is still very handsome, but does this make sense?

Just as Guan Shanyu was admiring her own beauty in the puddle, the system's cold reminder automatically came to mind:

[Master, this plot is not off-topic. In the original work, you and the male protagonist went down the mountain together because Lingcaoxuan only accepted two disciples this year. So, based on the number of places, you would both be selected to go down the mountain for training.]

Guan Shanyu glanced at the disciple sweeping the mountain ladder and saw that he was still concentrating on sweeping the floor and hadn't noticed the movement here. Feeling a little guilty, he stood up and walked back, answering the system: "I see. Isn't it because the plot keeps deviating, so I need to be more careful. Then you and I can both complete the task, and everyone will be happy."

System answer: [Yes]

Guan Shanyu continued, "But last time I ran into Yan Ruchen and the other two in Lengquan, it didn't have any impact on the direction of their story, right?"

System answer: [No, you are not a key character in the original novel]

Fuck, Guan Shanyu said: "Are you polite?"

System Answer: [I don't mean to look down on you, but you also know the butterfly effect. Although your role is not the most crucial one, some of your small changes may cause earth-shaking changes in the entire plot.]

Guan Shanyu rolled his eyes. If he really wanted to make earth-shaking changes, he could do it right now. If it weren't for going home, who would be willing to do the mission so nervously? After thinking about it, Guan Shanyu remembered something else and asked, "But System Master, if you successfully complete the mission, what reward will you get?"

System answer: [Nothing]