Yan Fei

It is really different when someone warms the bed.Wu Zhu slept more comfortably than ever that night, and when she got up and stretched in the morning, her fingertips and knuckles were all red.

It was a fine day, cloudless, clear sky, and a long-tailed sparrow was preening on the terrace.The long-tailed sparrow finished grooming its beautiful feathers, turned its head to look at Wu Zhu, and flew down with a patter.At the same time, a group of wild geese flew out from the roof and headed south.

It turned out to be autumn.But Wu Zhu really didn't feel how cold it was, so he didn't even realize that he and Qingyuan came to Red Deer Pan following the tail of Xia Mo.

On the other side, Chechen was still sleeping on his stomach with the quilt in his arms, breathing long and steadily, warmly like a young wolf cub with great energy.

Wu Zhu's front hand was itchy and he wanted to rub his hair, but his door opened a crack, and two sneaky little girls slipped in.

Ya Na glanced at his bed, winked at Wu Zhu for a while, pulled Ya Ma to the edge of the bed, fiddled with it for a while, then looked at Wu Zhu innocently with wide eyes, and winked at him.

Wu Zhu was confused by her incomprehensible movements, looked at Che Chen again, and sat a little further away as if she understood.

Chechen whimpered in his throat, and just as he stretched out his hand towards Wu Zhu, the two little girls behind him—especially Ya Na—twitched his hand violently in fright.

"Your Highness, it's time to get up!"

Ya Ma was a little startled by her voice, and said: "Your Highness clearly wakes up early on weekdays, why did you wake up so late today? Let me see why you are still on Mr. Wu Zhu's bed... "

The two little girls laughed again.

Wu Zhu said helplessly: "This is really misleading... Chechen, wake up."

Che Chen was so yelled that his hair was blown away, and he still had some tinnitus at the moment.He yawned bewilderedly, and opened his eyes again.

"Why are the chickens so noisy..." He scratched his hair, turned his head and bared his teeth at Yamanya, "If you keep making trouble, I'll stew you two."

Yama has always been more stable than Yana.When the two of them went to call him in Chechen's room just now, they saw that he was not there, but the clothes were still neatly folded, so they brought them together.

Chechen asked Yamanya to help Wu Zhu get dressed, grabbed the clothes and put them on neatly.

"Well...by the way, why are you two looking for me today?"

"Ah, that's right," Yama said while changing the bandage on Wu Zhu's foot, "Lord Lukhamba has come and sent you that scimitar."

"Just a knife?"

"Of course not," Ya Na muttered, and tied up Wu Zhu's hair a few times, "Aren't you still concerned about the third young master's knife?"

"After all, Lu Kampa didn't expect that such a motherly knife would be so powerful in the hands of people from the Central Plains, right?" Che Chen was already dressed.He dressed Wu Zhu as if he was stitching together fabrics, but he dressed himself in a decent way.

Chechen picked up the pillow and laid it upright, and continued: "That knife looks petty and gaudy, but it's not small. When he was taken away, I couldn't believe that his body could hold it. Pick up that knife."

"That knife, I remember, is taller than the third young master back then." Ya Ma said.While talking, Yama and Yana had already cleaned up Wu Zhu.

Wu Zhu reached out and tightened the hair rope, and asked, "Who is the third young master? From Minghan?"

Chechen said: "It's just a person I met when I was young, and I have been in contact with him in recent years, but not very often. His burden is heavy, and my burden is not light."

"Who is Lukamba?"

"A knife maker, you will see me later." Chechen said, pushing the door open, "I'm afraid you don't know that there are a large number of swordsmiths in Chilupan, because we men are strong enough to use swords. There are a lot of swordsmiths, and the majority are swordsmiths. However, Lu Kamba is a swordsmith from Xianxueyan, and he is good at casting long swords. The weather in Xianxueyan has always been bad, and the people there are stronger than those on this side. Be strong, and better a knifesmith."

A group of people went downstairs, turned northwards, walked through several staggered corridors, and entered a small hall without walls on three sides.There is a desk and a wooden couch in the hall, and the stone pillars on three sides are hung with silk and satin. At this time, the sun is just right, a piece of colored glaze is dug in the middle of the roof, and the sunlight is cast on the desk.

The desk is facing the north, where there is a yard surrounded by shrubs, and a tall woman stands in the yard.

The woman was playing with the petals of a flower, and the poor flower was torn into pieces miserably and thrown on the ground.

She pulled her bright red lips and raised her head: "His Royal Highness really told me to wait."

"Lu Kamba, I think it's the boy's news that made you wait so much, right?" Chechen glanced at her and sat down on the wooden couch.

Women in the Northern Territory like to wear gauze, even the women in Xianxueyan, which is always snowy, are no exception. When they arrive in the ancient city of Moduo, they can't wait to wear gauze all year round.Lukhamba's body was wrapped in black gauze, and his graceful figure could be seen even if it was covered with a layer of cloth and gauze.

Lu Kamba pushed aside the silk and walked into the room, his gaze first fell on the newcomer next to Chechen——Wu Zhu.

"Who is this? Oh my god...he looks so good-looking. Is this your new favorite?"

Chechen's forehead was almost bursting with veins: "Don't make it sound like I usually have three layers of people around me."

"Didn't you welcome your bride yesterday? If you don't talk to the bride and the beauty, if you are not the new favorite, what do you expect me to think of?"

"He is my teacher." Chechen pressed the black cloud on his head, and rolled his eyes angrily.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Lu Kanba laughed a few times, and put the peachwood box that he had been carrying since just now on his desk, "The knife you want is finally finished after so many years of fighting." It's really strange, but it's just a bone, and after knocking for so long, it still can't move a while ago."

Chechen was silent, and raised his hand to open the peachwood box.Wu Zhu leaned over and took a look. It was a silver machete with many bones and a red inscription.

Wu Zhu asked, "What kind of bone is this?"

Chechen said: "I met a Northern Territory wolf when I was a child. It was alive when I met it, and died when I returned to Moduo. The Northern Territory wolf is full of treasures, and the bone is the best way to make a knife."

Wu Zhu asked, "Do you have cubs?"

Chechen asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Lu Kamba was also quite surprised and urged him to explain quickly.

Wu Zhu said: "Peach wood is used to ward off evil spirits. It can be seen that this knife is not ordinary even if it is really just a knife. Just now I heard Lord Lukanba said that I could not strike it before. Judging from the things my mother taught me, it is a bit mysterious. I thought it was the wolf's soul or something that was still attached to the bone, and I felt that the cub was an adult, so I was willing to let go of my sword. If I couldn't move it a while ago, maybe something happened to the cub, and I will wait until it is safe. stable."

Chechen pondered for a moment, and said: "I'm not sure about this matter, I still have to ask him about the little wolf. The wolf in the Northern Territory understands human nature. When the adult wolf asked the little wolf to follow him, I didn't stay."

Lu Kamba whispered to the witch, "I was beaten up by the king."

Chechen gave her a sideways look: "Shut up, don't talk nonsense to him."

Lu Kamba raised his eyebrows: "Yo, it's quite a baby."

She cleared her throat: "Are you sure it's okay to use this knife? Don't let the king punish me if something goes wrong."

"No." Chechen picked up the knife and wiped the blade with his fingertips, and blood beads gushed out instantly.Wu Zhu was so frightened that he shuddered, and grabbed a piece of cloth from his cuff to cover it for him, but Chechen dripped blood on the knife inscription, so he let him grab it.

He slowly raised his head and glanced at her: "Father will not punish others for my accident. I am different from Lan Duo, Lan Duo is a flower, and I am a wolf."

This time the third young master that Chechen was talking about did not appear, and Lu Kamba anxiously asked him for news about the third young master, but he got nothing, like a withered flower, and walked out with his head drooping.

Che Chen and Wu Zhu were sitting on the wooden couch, and Ya Manya Na was standing opposite. The four of them lay on the table and stared at the knife in the peach wood box together.

Wu Zhu originally felt that it was against the rules for him to sit with Che Chen, but Che Chen said that since Wu Zhu was already his teacher, his status was naturally higher than him, so he didn't say anything.

"...how do you say?" Wu Zhu asked.

"...I don't see any problem." Che Chen stuck out his tongue, "I have already recognized the Lord with a drop of blood. Maybe you don't believe this kind of thing, but in our Northern Territory, it is true that the Lord has recognized the Lord with a drop of blood. The Snow Wolf God will connect the sword with me, and only I can make this sword the most powerful from then on. It depends on whether you think it is appropriate or not."

"……I?"

Ya Na nodded: "That's right, because Master Wu Zhu's mother is a lamb, and the lamb is the person with the strongest spiritual power in Red Deer Pan, and she is the saint under the Snow Wolf God, so Master Wu Zhu can definitely do it too." See if there's anything dirty on the knife."

"His Royal Highness is different, he is very reckless, and with the aura of the king and wolf king added to his body, even His Royal Highness, the Princess, can't be regarded as a strong spiritual power." Ya Ma said.

Wu Zhu seriously looked at the knife, he even touched the blade with his fingers, and shook his head: "I don't see anything wrong with it."

Chechen nodded, closed the peachwood box and handed it to Yama: "Send it over."

Ya Ma took the peachwood box and retreated, and Ya Na jumped out together.

Chechen let out a long sigh of relief, collapsed on the wooden couch, curled a lock of hair in front of his forehead with his fingers and played with it, enjoying himself.

Wu Zhu looked at him helplessly: "Who is the third young master, can you tell me?"

"Oh, him," Chechen blew on the frizzy hair on his forehead, "it's really not a big deal... But if you're really curious, I can tell you about it, but it's It's been a long time, let me reason.

"Let me see... well, I met him because of my first outing."