"Gugu~~~~"

Her stomach was still hungry, and Lin Zhao shook a stick of incense, poked his head out of the quilt, and carefully observed the empty house with all the same walls. Everything was as usual. I guess the strange sword was left on the Tianchi and it was fine.

He turned over and got out of bed, and walked straight to the yard wearing a pair of cloth shoes with exposed to his toes. He looked around in hopes of having a bite. He saw a huge jujube tree in the yard. From his previous memory, he learned that this jujube tree was left by his father and had grown for many years. Every year, he could produce many sweet dates in the maturity season. After these jujubes were dried, they became an important source of food for Lin Zhao. Or they could sell them out and subsidize some household income. It can be said that Kobayashi lived from the age of seven to the age of fourteen this year, and this jujube tree made an indelible contribution.

Unfortunately, the season is wrong now, and the hot summer is hot, and the dates on the trees are still green and small, so they cannot be eaten at all.

...

He walked out of the yard and came to the street. This street was called the back street by people in the town. People living in all kinds of people are all kinds of people, but most of them are from poor families, farmers, hunters, or odd jobs for the Tianchi Army. In short, everyone is trying their best to survive.

"Lin Zhao!"

Not far away, a tall and sunny and handsome man came over.

Guo Dongyang.

A name popped up in Lin Zhao's heart, which was so familiar. Guo Dongyang was Lin Zhao's best playmate in the town. He was three years older than Lin Zhao. Both of them were orphans. However, Guo Dongyang had many ideas and ideas, and had lived a very comfortable life since he was a child. Lin Zhao's fishing, archery, rabbit trapping, and fishing in the ground cage were almost all taught by Guo Dongyang. Now Guo Dongyang has been requisitioned by the Tianchi Army with his skillful craftsmanship of making bows and arrows. Now he is a serious bow maker with a considerable income.

Guo Dongyang walked along the way, as if he was still as lazy as the big boy in the town. He was carrying a fishing rod made of green bamboo in his right hand, and a string of fish stringed with willow strips, crucian carp, white fish, yellow bone fish, etc. in his left hand. The fish tail was swaying and very charming. In addition, there were a few steamed buns and a pot of wine.

"Did you start a business today?" Guo Dongyang asked.

"without……"

Lin Zhao was a little embarrassed and shook his head and smiled, "I'm not very lucky today, and I've eaten up all the food I had in my previous stock."

"Okay, OK."

Guo Dongyang laughed and handed over the fish, wine and steamed buns in his hand, saying, "Come on fire quickly and burn the fish. I'll have two drinks with you. After a while, I'll go to the army again."

"Yeah, OK!"

Lin Zhao was not polite. He treated Guo Dongyang like his elder brother since he was a child. Naturally, Guo Dongyang was also very good to him, so he made a fire in the kitchen, and soon the fragrance was already everywhere. The two sat down next to a wooden table sawed by a tree stump in the yard, a plate of fish, a plate of steamed buns, and a pot of wine.

Lin Zhao was so hungry that he solved a steamed bun in just a few seconds. When eating fish, he felt like he was the most delicious thing in the world.

"I'm going to work in the Tianchi Army soon."

Guo Dongyang smiled slightly, took a sip of wine and said, "Recently, the demons and demons in the north are ready to move again. Shuai Chu has issued a conscription order. In the next period of time, the consumption of bows and arrows in the army will be quite huge, so I may not be able to come back for a long time. When I finish the bows and arrows, I have to help transport them. You..."

He smiled with helplessness in his eyes, "Can you take good care of yourself?"

Lin Zhao was stunned and then gritted his teeth: "Yes!"

"That's fine."

Guo Dongyang pointed to the green bamboo fishing rod not far away and smiled and said, "I have used the fishing rod, fishing line, and fish hook for you. The weather will soon get hot, and there is nothing to say. Live well."

Lin Zhao looked up and said, "Guo Dongyang, don't worry, I will live well. I am no longer the person I am yesterday."

Guo Dongyang was stunned, as if he didn't understand. He immediately smiled, took another sip of wine, and did not eat vegetables. He stood up and patted Lin Zhao on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'll leave first, I'll meet again in as soon as a month. If it's late, I don't know when. I hope I don't meet the demon clan, otherwise I may not have the chance to drink again~~~"

Lin Zhao nodded: "You must be careful."

"Um."

Guo Dongyang left, and Lin Zhao looked at the table of food and knew what Guo Dongyang was doing. In fact, to put it bluntly, Guo Dongyang left all the food to himself, and just drank a few sips of wine. When he left Tianchiling, it was cold outside, so what could a few sips of wine be used?

...

Lin Zhao did not dare to eat completely for this meal, but just ate a half steamed bun and half a plate of fish. All the remaining food was placed in a wooden bucket for watering, and then put the wooden bucket into the well water and covered the manhole cover. The poor children were already in the family and knew that the bottom of the well was cold. The food in summer could only be kept fresh by this method, otherwise it would rot early the next morning.

He secretly thought that he would not be able to dig pine stones on Tianchi Lake tomorrow, and he had to change his life!

Go to bed early tonight, keep your energy in good spirits, and you should make a good living tomorrow!

He closed the door and turned home, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly couldn't move his steps anymore, as if he had seen a ghost, because behind him, an ancient sword hovered in the air, and the tip of the sword was about ten centimeters away from the ground, as if he was staring at Lin Zhao with wide eyes!

"ah!?"

Lin Zhao had never seen such a strange thing. He quickly took a step back and gritted his teeth: "You, you... what kind of monster are you? Why are you pestering me? Isn't it okay if I was wrong?"

Gu Jian seemed to understand his words, and flew forward about a meter with a "swish" and continued to approach Lin Zhao. The young man suddenly became even more panicked and rolled and crawled on the ground to avoid him. Seeing his appearance, Gu Jian seemed a little disappointed, and fell to the ground with a "swish" sound, like a fire stick worthless.

Lin Zhao flew up, picked up the ancient sword and threw it out of the courtyard wall.

"Done!"

He clapped his hands and planned to go back to the room to sleep again, but when he turned around, he felt a chill on his back. Sure enough, the ancient sword appeared quietly behind him again, looking straight at him.

"It's not over yet?"

The clay Buddha was still angry, and Lin Zhao instantly got up, kicked it hard, and the ancient sword flew out again.

Lin Zhao turned around and walked again. After walking a few steps, he heard chills behind him. When he looked back, he found that it still followed in, and he didn't know how it followed in.

Gu Jian "looked" at the boy, and seemed even more disappointed, and lay down on the ground with a "splash".

“…”

Lin Zhao was confused and remembered what happened on Tianchi. Although a hand was poked out from the sword and knocked Zhao Jin out, he did not attack him in the end, right? This shows that this ancient sword was not hostile to him, and what does it mean when it followed him from Tianchi to home? Gradually, two words emerged in Lin Zhao's heart.

Recognize the Lord!

That’s right, there is really no other possibility except for Gu Jian’s recognition of his master!

At this moment, Lin Zhao cheered, stepped forward and hugged the ancient sword in his arms, but it was a little uncomfortable and laughed: "Since that's the case, I have to ask for advice for the rest of my life!"

The ancient sword shook for a while, as if it was about to shake off all the goosebumps.

...

Lin Zhao held the sword and before he could go back to the house, a knock came from the door.

"Lin Zhao, open the door!"

It's the voice of an adult.

When Lin Zhao opened the door, he saw a strong middle-aged man holding a heavy bag in his hand, and behind him was Zhao Jin, who was bruised and swollen. Lin Zhao recognized him at a glance. This was Zhao Tai, one of the blacksmiths in the back street, Zhao Jin's father, who was later recruited to serve as a blacksmith in the Tianchi army. Now he is back?

"Is this sword?"

Zhao Tai stared at the ancient sword in Lin Zhao's arms, with a little suspicious expression, and turned to look at Zhao Jin: "Jin'er, have you misunderstood? This sword looks like a pile of rust iron, and it's really worth the amount of flour we have taken out?"

"father!"

Zhao Jin frowned: "Believe me, this sword is absolutely unusual. As long as you can get it, it may bring great blessings to our Zhao family. You must get it!"

"knew."

Zhao Tai turned around and looked at Lin Zhao again, raised the bag in his hand, and smiled and said, "Lin Zhao, it must be useless to know that you dug a handful of broken copper and iron. Look, I took ten kilograms of flour from your aunt to give you a big advantage. These ten kilograms of flour exchanged for broken copper and iron in your hand, at least it will prevent you from getting hungry for ten days and half a month. What do you think?"

Although he spoke nicely, his eyes were full of stare, as if as soon as Lin Zhao shook his head, he would immediately step on the poor boy in the mud.

Lin Zhao frowned. First, he had just confirmed that the ancient sword was a "recognizing the master". Second, he lived to this day through hard work in the town. In fact, what he hated the most was to be threatened by others.

“Not changing.”

The young man shook his head and said, "Uncle Zhao, I want to keep this sword as a family heirloom."

“Hahahahaha~~~”

Zhao Tai laughed, tears were about to fall. He had already determined that the sword was really broken, and Lin Zhao must have been so hungry that he was crazy, so he sneered: "Just this? Heirloom? Well, Lin Zhao, if you want to keep it, you will keep it. Our Zhao family will not take away what you love."

As he said that, he turned around and said, "Jin'er, go home!"

"But... dad!"

"Walk!"

"yes……"

Zhao Jin reluctantly left and followed his father.

...

Lin Zhao held the sword tightly, afraid that Zhao Tai would rob it.

Back in the room, Lin Zhao looked at the sword carefully again, holding the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, trying hard to pull out the sword, but found that it was not moving at all and could not be pulled out. He sighed. The sword was strange in nature, and it seemed nothing strange that it could not be pulled out.

That night, Lin Zhao no longer dared to be careless. He placed the ancient sword horizontally under the pillow and fell asleep on the ancient sword. In the dream, he saw a white light floating from the ancient sword, soaring in the yard. In the white light, he seemed to see a white dragon full of crystal clear body.

This white dragon was extremely beautiful. After flying in the yard for a while, it turned into a white light and fell in front of the window. In the white light, a pair of slender jade feet walked out, and a white dress floated down. A woman in white with a peerless face appeared in front of Lin Zhao.

She was full of brilliant light, with beautiful eyes looking at Lin Zhao, and smiled and said, "Recognize your master? Do you think it through clearly if you recognize you or do you recognize me?"
Chapter completed!