The next day, Liuyun noticed that Chen Tafa, who came to get the sword, had a strange face, and he didn't care, so he handed the sword over.

Chen Tafa took the long sword, pressed the collapse spring, and pulled out the long sword with a "clang" sound.

Looking at the stacked forging water pattern on the sword's body, Chen Tafa was stunned for a moment, and looked at Liuyun in surprise: "Fish intestines? ”

Liuyun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "What does the Fish Intestine Sword look like, who can know?" This pattern is created by stacking forging. ”

Chen Tafa breathed a sigh of relief: "It's too!" ”

If it's really a fish intestine, your own junior brother will go to heaven!

Chen Tafa looked around and found a row of straw mat targets standing outside the shed, so he threw the scabbard to Liuyun and walked straight over......

"Senior brother, you tell the truth, are those black powders really Xuantie?"

Seeing his senior brother staring at him vigilantly, Liuyun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The ancients wrote books, and they liked to use the Spring and Autumn penmanship to blow the dark iron to the gods, as for whether those black powder are dark iron or not, I don't know, but there should be no better material than that." ”

"That's pure gold." Chen Tafa's face was happy, and his eyes were shining at Liuyun, "Senior brother, this smelting technique of pure gold ......"

"This is the only one, there is no other branch," Liuyun smiled confidently, "It is made with the same method as alchemy." ”

"Then I'll be relieved."

Three days later, the Confucian scholar who went to work with the "Spring Rain Sword" cast by Liuyun encountered robbers on the way. However, relying on the advantage of the sword, Chongxu simply surrendered the weapons killed by dozens of robbers.

And after the spring rain sword saw blood, the blood droplets on the sword body turned into beads but did not condense, like spring rain falling on leaves.

As a result, the name of "Spring Rain" spread far and wide. And the reputation of Liuyunzi, the sword-casting master who forged the "Spring Rain", gradually spread in the rivers and lakes......

In the first month of the seventh year of the Later Zhou Dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin instigated a mutiny in Chenqiao, and was "supported" as the emperor and established the Song Dynasty.

At the beginning of spring, Liuyun was sent down the mountain by his master and brother to "collect debts", and by the way, he was a thug for Zhao Kuangyin.

To the west of Hangu Pass, the Taoist culture is prosperous, Liuyun is dressed in Taoist attire, whether it is to live in a sharp store along the way, or to eat and ask for water, whether it is a merchant giant, ordinary people are respectful.

But out of Hangu Pass, after the pond, the bald heads on the street began to increase, and the closer to Luoyang, the more bald heads.

Walking the rivers and lakes, you can't mess with three kinds of people: monks, women and children. Although Liuyun claimed to be eighteen years old, he still had a child's face, which saved Liuyun a lot of trouble.

However, trouble will come......

"Bah, the little miscellaneous hair over there!"

"Hey, that little miscellaneous hair with a bow and arrows on his back, grandpa is calling you!"

didn't look back, Liuyun knew that it was a bald man who made a lot of nonsense: either he had just returned to the vulgar, or he was a fake monk in the wild temple.

Liuyun sighed, stuffed the last mouthful of steamed buns into his mouth, and drank all the white water in the thick magnetic bowl.

After thanking the shopkeeper, Liuyun picked up the "burning stick" wrapped in linen cloth and walked out of the shop.

"Bah, little miscellaneous hair, stop for grandpa!"

"You can't live if you do your own evil!"

Liuyun shook his head, stomped his foot, shook up a small pebble, and knocked it with his heel, and the stone broke through the air......

"Woo......"

"Smack......

The bald man had four of his front teeth knocked out, and his mouth was covered in blood.

The people on the street burst into laughter......

"Miscellaneous ......"

"Smack......

Before the word "Mao" could be spoken, Dahan was hit by the acupoint and fixed there.

"Again and again, no longer three or four."

Liuyun turned his head and smiled: "I'm in a good mood today, Dao Master, spare your life." ”

After speaking, Liuyun took a big step and continued to hurry.

A gust of wind blew and blew dust on the ground, and the sharp-eyed spectator whispered in surprise: "Look at the ground!" ”

Where Liuyun stood just now, on the bluestone slab on the ground, two shoe prints were clearly printed there......

Everyone took a breath of cool air.

In the corner of the street where no one was paying attention, the young beggar who witnessed everything happened looked at the back of Liuyun, quickly picked up the bowl on the ground, and left his "treasure land".

A few days later, as soon as Liuyun arrived in Luoyang City, he was stopped by someone.

Looking at the large string of mouthbands pinned to the beggar on the opposite side's waist, Liuyun was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that there was also the saying of worshipping the pier.

Liuyun clenched his hands into fists and looked at the beggar opposite: "I want to go to Bianjing, but I just borrowed it, and I bothered it, this is the money to buy the road." ”

As he spoke, a golden bean appeared in Liuyun's hand, and with a flick of his index finger, the golden bean flew straight into the bowl held by the beggar......

Looking at the golden beans in the rice bowl, the beggar was stunned for a moment, and then bowed to Liuyun: "Thank you Daoye for the reward." ”

In the afternoon, Liuyun found a boat from the dock in Luoyang to Bianjing, negotiated the price, and then took the boat to the owner......

Three days later, Liuyun set foot on the land of Bianjing City, which is known as "Qishu Mingxia Wufeng Tower, Yimen Imperial Prefecture since ancient times".

Although Bianjing at this time was not as prosperous as Zhang Zeduan's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", it also had the momentum of being the world's largest city.

So, Liuyun wandered around Bianjing City: of course, he didn't just hang out, but also inquired about the news by the way.

Although, when Zhao Kuangyin was in a yellow robe, there was an iron buddy behind him, but after all, Comrade Zhao Kuangyin's old superior, Chai Rong, still had a certain popularity.

Therefore, when Zhao Kuangyin ascended the throne, there were many diehards of the Later Zhou Dynasty who carried the banner of rebellion.

Before Liuyun arrived in Bianjing, Zelu Jiedu had already raised troops for Li Yun; And the other person, Zhou Taizu Guo Wei's nephew Li Chongjin, it is only a matter of time before he raises troops.

And Murong Longcheng, which Liuyun has been paying attention to, for some reason, is also mixed in Li Chongjin's "revolutionary team".

After swaggering around Bianjing City for a few days, Liuyun was invited into the yamen by Kaifeng Mansion Yin.

Before Kaifeng Mansion Yin ordered Liuyun's weapon, Liuyun took out Zhao Kuangyin's bet "IOU".

Kaifeng Mansion Yin was scared out of a cold sweat: he still knows the handwriting of his own boss.

"I don't know where Changxian Township is?"

Looking at Kaifeng Mansion Yin, who was serving tea and pouring water, Liuyun smiled: "Huashan, the creditor on the IOU is my master." ”

As soon as Yin of Kaifeng Mansion heard the words "IOU" and "creditor", black lines appeared on his head.

But Kaifeng Mansion Yin made another difficulty: "This trace is the handwriting of the saint, but it is ......"

"I said Lord Fu Yin, if you can't solve the problem, you can go and ask your family."

Kaifeng Mansion Yin nodded: "That's right, Dao Chief, I'm bothering you to stay for a few days." ”

After explaining the small house, Kaifeng Mansion Yin hurriedly left the mansion......