General, cut off your sleeves!

The muscles on the boy's slender shoulders bulged, and his hands held the knife firmly like a rock. The heavy blade trembled occasionally, but the boy could find a balance point and return to stability.

4, 5, 6... 9!Suddenly the boy staggered, as if he couldn't hold on anymore, and when he swung the knife, he trembled violently a few times.

"careful!"

Being hit by such a heavy knife would definitely hurt him. Only now did Zou Jinchu realize that the young man was much more stubborn than ordinary people. Everyone could see that he had reached the limit, and his twitching muscles would lose control at any time.But he just didn't give it away at all, saying that if he wants to complete the bet, he must complete it, and he refused to show weakness in the slightest.

At this time, Lao Cai admired this young man more. A treasured sword must be matched with a hero. If the young man does not have the strength to support this knife, then the knife will still be buried if he is given it.

He didn't just judge people by their strength, but more by their character, and the boy's character undoubtedly won his approval, making him nod frequently.

Well, the heart is tough, neither arrogant nor impatient, it is rare for such a young man to have such a mature character, not bad.

At this time, Mo Wanqing is about to swing for the last time, his exhausted muscles are jumping wildly, his whole body feels sore and swollen, his hands are even numb, he is just using his will to dominate these people who are clamoring to strike. muscle.

Sweat ran across his face, soaking the corners of his eyes, and his vision blurred for a while...

Hold on, hold on!

Whoa!The last move seemed to be deliberately slowed down. It was extremely slow from the start to the end. Even the sweat that slid down the boy's forehead was very slow. became the focus of attention.

Mo Wanqing's face sank like water, he knew that the heavy knife would put a heavy load on him, but he didn't think he couldn't finish it...

Ho!

Following a perfect arc, the big knife was finally placed heavily on the ground, and looking up along the sharp blade was a pair of sweat-stained white palms, which were still trembling slightly.This is not a tremor of excitement, but a twitch of muscles after exhaustion.

"This knife belongs to me!"

The boy raised his head, his sweaty face was pure joy and complacency.

Mo Wanqing is very happy, such a good knife is so easy to get, no wonder he is not happy.

"Haha, it's yours. I believe you will treat this knife well, and that's enough."

Every blacksmith hopes that their achievements will be treated kindly, especially this knife that has become Lao Cai's regret. Now that it is handed over to the young man, there is a feeling of peace of mind.

Zou Jinchu couldn't help laughing. Just now, he had the illusion that the boy was tall and tall, but now it seems that he really has the heart of a child, and he is purely happy when he gets good things.

When he went back in the afternoon, Mo Wanqing was still excited and couldn't help mentioning Lao Cai.

Mentioning this old friend, Zou Jinchu felt a lot of emotion. "I don't know who he is or where he comes from. I only know that he must have unspeakable difficulties."

Mo Wanqing didn't ask any more questions. He had a good impression of Lao Cai. Although he hadn't had much contact with him, he didn't know what he was hiding, but his eyes were very important. Good impression.

It was getting late, Zou Jinchu had been sending him to the door before turning back to the house.

Mo Wanqing stared blankly at his back for a while, feeling very complicated.This man he had only known for a short time treated him very well, so nice that he was at a loss.It feels like a friend, but it's not the same, it seems that he just can't fully regard him as a friend.

Is it because he came here by accident?Because it came by accident, I always feel that he will leave here one day, so I still feel more strange and curious about this place, but I don’t think of myself as one of them.

"You're still standing at the door in a daze, so don't explain why you suddenly disappeared, do you know, you're called absenteeism!"

At some point, old man Li opened the small door and scolded him, with a rare serious expression on his wrinkled old face.

Mo Wanqing wasn't worried at all, because although the old man's face was serious, he didn't have much anger, instead there was some worry, which meant that as long as he pretended to be pitiful, there would be no problem at all.

"Hey, I made a new friend yesterday, and I drank two more glasses when I was happy, and I didn't wake up until now."

One sentence has explained the matter clearly, old man Li did not blame much, but opened the door and said to him: "Go in now, I can tell you that the work owed these days will be made up tomorrow, and there will be more work today. Give me night duty!"

Of course Mo Wanqing was joking and wandering past, only after entering the room did he find out that the boss had actually come yesterday, fortunately old man Li made up an excuse that he was sick and suppressed the matter for the time being.

"Hey, it's my fault, I'll treat you to Zhao Ji's pork head another day, it's enough!"

The creases on Old Man Li's face finally melted away, "You said that, I want a catty!"

"Row!"

Later, old man Li couldn't help but ask about the big knife in his hand, and Mo Wanqing told him with relish how bravely he had won the knife, but he said: "It's worth your embarrassment even if it's a big deal, get out of here Watch for the night!" After speaking, he threw a quilt for him to watch the night.

The night was like a wash, and the evening breeze was refreshing. It should have been a very comfortable night, but I had to spend it with a pile of corpses...

Fortunately, Mo Wanqing was courageous enough, holding his beloved knife for a long time to appreciate it before carefully sheathing it.

Because the blade is relatively large, a fully covered scabbard is not practical, so Lao Cai gave him a half sheath with an iron ring and a strong cloth belt that can be carried behind his back.Mo Wanqing couldn't put it down so much that she even put it next to her pillow when she slept.

In the middle of the night, as soon as he wrapped the quilt, he leaned against the pillar and planned to take a nap.In a daze, I seemed to smell a strange smell, not the smell of decaying corpses, but a faint sour smell. The strange thing is that this smell is a little familiar...

what!He remembered!

Mo Wanqing bounced up suddenly, looking for this smell, passed the hall, and smelled it more clearly from the seat directly in front of the hall.And that seat is where the boss often sits.

He began to get serious, if he remembered correctly, it was the breath of insect eggs.

Mo Wanqing was very irritable. The news of finding the eggs was of course great, but the eggs hadn't hatched yet, and the breath was very unstable, which made it very difficult for him to track them down.

And he thought about it, so what if he found the egg, it hasn't hatched yet, the boss can only be regarded as the container that ate it by mistake, and it is not known whether he will choose this host in the end.

He has never encountered such a situation before. How should he deal with the unhatched eggs? Do he want to kill the boss?This is obviously inhumane, and he is not the host, so he must be wronged if he lost his life for no reason.

So even though Mo Wanqing found the clue, he was not very happy, but was more entangled.

This caused old man Li to be shocked when he saw a "haggard" face when he came to replace him early in the morning.

"What's wrong with you kid? Didn't I tell you to go to sleep when you're sleepy? Didn't you feel so guilty that you didn't sleep all night when I told you yesterday?"

The old man cared about him, and it was rare to see him so haggard on night duty. You must know that in the past, he was fine when he was on duty at night. He ate when he needed to and slept when he needed to.

Seeing the old man's chrysanthemum face, Mo Wanqing felt a flash of inspiration, "Tell me where the boss's house is!"

Old man Li was so tossed by his startled and jerky movements that his bones almost fell apart, "Stop! A bunch of old bones will be shaken apart by you! No, why do you want the address of the boss's house?"

Mo Wanqing was taken aback when asked, yes, what reason did he use to ask for the address of the boss, to ask the boss for salary?Don't make trouble, the boss's salary is paid on time, never delayed or in arrears.What reason can there be?

"Isn't it to explain the two days of absenteeism to the boss? No need to explain, I'll help you get over it..."

"No! How is this possible! I want to make it clear to my boss face to face, and I happen to have something to ask him for."

Mo Wanqing admired her quick wit, she could come up with such a perfect and serious reason, thanks to old man Li's reminder.

Old man Li's eyelids twitched, and he felt a sense of nausea rushing up from his stomach.

"Get rolling! The third one in the alley on the right turn of Xicheng Street."

This kid is really disgusting, and he can really make trouble, but he will tell the boss no matter what the reason is, because he believes that this young man with two characters will not do bad things.

Mo Wanqing chuckled, and memorized the address, and when the work was almost done in the afternoon, she changed into dark clothes secretly and walked out the door.What he didn't know was that old man Li knew about his going out a long time ago, and even watched him walk out of the yard from behind him.

"Strange, what is this kid doing?"

No one will answer his question, only the endless night wind will carry the lingering sound away...