After I crossed, I was spoiled by my relatives and friends

Chapter 5

Su Yi blinked his eyes, but before he came back to his senses, he saw the human-shaped jewelry cabinet flashing in front of him, and the jewelry tassels on the loose bun flashed a bright brilliance, which almost dazzled his eyes.

He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I don't know that the second son is coming, and I am sorry to welcome you. I don't know why the second son is here today? Lack of money? Lack of treasures? Or is it on behalf of the head of the sect to inspect the younger brother?" Shop? Subordinates..."

When Jucai came up, he just ignored it and talked to himself, which made Su Yi dizzy, and quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute! What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

"Huh? Didn't the second son return to the Su family? Could it be that the head of the sect hasn't told you about the Su family property?" Jucai's expression was more puzzled than his, and he leaned forward to grab the letter on the counter to check.

As soon as he moved, the beaded ring on his body shook non-stop, and the reflected light became more and more dazzling.

Seeing Jucai's enthusiasm and the letter in his hand, Su Yi probably understood what was going on. He curled his lips and gave up struggling: "Don't look, I am indeed the second son of the Su family, let's get down to business."

Jucai is also a human being, and he heard that his tone was wrong, and immediately put the letter he had just opened into his sleeve, with a smile on his face: "Okay, since the second son is not here to inspect the operation of the store, you must It is something that is needed. Tell me, as long as the store has it, no matter what it is, the subordinates will offer it with both hands."

"Thank you."

When it comes to major matters of cultivation, Su Yi pulled himself together, stopped insisting on his meaningless "low profile", and told him his needs.

"I practice the Su family's Fengyue Nine Swords, and I need a saber. Can you choose a suitable sword for me based on my current cultivation and sword habits?"

Hearing this, Jucai's expression immediately turned serious: "The saber needed to practice Fengyue Nine Swords will follow the swordsman's life, and you must not be careless. Since the second son trusts his subordinates, this subordinate has the courage to provide you with several options. "

After finishing speaking, he shook his sleeves inlaid with gold threads and silver pieces, and the colorful brilliance flashed all over his body. He led Su Yi directly into the warehouse of Babao Building, and landed in front of the mahogany sword stand specially for storing swords. With a wave, the shielding technique outside the sword stand was immediately removed, revealing a sword with different lengths and shapes underneath.

Su Yi looked intently, and the auras of many swords were connected and different from each other.Either violent, or gentle like spring breeze, or cold, or sharp, it is difficult to describe.

But thinking of this, he was startled to realize that he actually regarded the swords as human beings, and even analyzed their personalities, he couldn't help but feel weird.

Jucai didn't know what he was thinking, so he suppressed his smile and said seriously: "Most of the famous swords and ancient artifacts in my Babaolou collection are here, some are written by famous masters, and some are excavated from various ruins by casual cultivators. They are sold here, so they may look new or old, but they are all very strong."

"Looking at the sword is like looking at the heart, and choosing a sword is like choosing a friend. It is extremely important to choose a saber, that is, to look at the eyes, to see how well the swordsman and the sword fit. Because the sword, like a person, has its own personality."

As Jucai said, he pointed to the bronze long sword closest to Su Yi: "Just like this autumn water and long sky, it was originally the sword of the white-feathered swordsman who sat down 3000 years ago. It is suitable for ordinary people, especially swordsmen who have just stepped into the way of swordsmanship, and ordinary swordsmen are not worthy of this peerless weapon."

Su Yi looked at what he was pointing at, and saw that the bronze sword was sharp and transparent. It was said to be bronze, but in fact it was shaped like jade, and there was a trace of blood-like scarlet inside, and the killing intent was imminent.

No need to remind him, his intuition has already told him that this sword is not compatible with him.

Seeing that he nodded knowingly, Jucai smiled, and then said: "Since the second young master has just entered the way of swordsmanship, what he needs must be a new sword. What is a new sword? It is not a newly forged sword, but a sword that has never been used by anyone. , has not left the imprint and style of other swordsmen, and has strong plasticity. It just so happens that our Babaolou is doing business for the majority of practitioners, and the most indispensable thing is this kind of sword. I will pick a few good ones here. Introduce it to the second son in detail. What do you think?"

How else?Of course Su Yi nodded without hesitation.

So Jucai took out his housekeeping skills and began to introduce the six "new" swords with the best stock in Babaolou.

He is eloquent and knowledgeable, and he cites the scriptures to speak clearly and logically. He not only accurately pointed out the characteristics, advantages and disadvantages of each sword, but also left room for Su Yi to feel the character of the six swords and let him choose by himself.

Although he looked gimmicky, his image in Su Yi's eyes was already very reliable after some operations.

After a long time, after introducing the six swords one by one, Jucai felt thirsty, so he took out a pot of tea and two cups inlaid with gold and jade in mid-air, poured the tea, and handed Su Yi a cup first.

"Thank you." Su Yi thanked habitually, took a sip from the cup, but frowned slightly, as if troubled by something.

Jucai was holding the teapot carved from a single piece of jadeite, looking at him and then at the sword stand, he knew it clearly: "Second Young Master, I don't know how to choose?"

Su Yi nodded without thinking: "Yes. I think all of these swords are good, but there is always something missing, something that makes me choose without hesitation."

To put it simply, there is nothing he likes.

Jucai smiled, and when he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the thick calluses on his tiger's mouth, and suddenly thought: "Before the second son started to practice, did you also practice swords?"

"Huh?" Su Yi was stunned for a moment, before he could react, a rusty long sword wrapped in cloth strips appeared in his mind, and said hesitantly: "I have indeed practiced it."

Seeing this, Jucai confirmed his guess: "Do you still have the saber that the second son used to practice sword?"

When Su Yi heard this, he probably understood what he meant, and immediately took out the long sword that had been kept in his sleeve since he left the paradise from the universe in his sleeve - a kind of storage spell.

There is no name, nothing special, just a rusty sword made of pig iron, and the cloth strips wrapped around it as a scabbard make it look very rough. Against the backdrop of a room of swords, it looks like a lady. The disgraced Cinderella next to her.

However, as soon as it appeared, Su Yi's eyes fell involuntarily, his fingertips caressed the blade of the sword, and he regarded the other swords as nothing.

"Second Master Wei Dao can't be moved by other swords." Jucai's smiling voice sounded beside him, with gentle relief, "So you have already made your choice."

"But this sword..."

Su Yi hugged it, with a childlike bewilderment on his face: "Can it be my sword?"

"Why not? My subordinates have said that choosing a sword is like choosing a friend, and the second son's approval of the sword is more important than anything else." Jucai whispered softly, and against the backdrop of his body full of pearls and jade, his eyes were bright. It is more clear and transparent.

He took the sword carefully, and said to Su Yi: "If the second son trusts this subordinate, he will hand over this sword to his subordinate. Within three days at most, this subordinate will return you an excellent saber."

"Okay!" Su Yi responded with blinking eyes, her phoenix eyes, which resembled Su Pingyi's, slowly filled with a smile, they were clearly clean from dust and dirt, yet had a kind of innocence that didn't know much about the world.

Jucai likes bright, dazzling, shiny things, like the gold and silver beads on his body, like Su Yi's beautiful eyes.

……

On the mountain behind Tianjimen, in a small courtyard surrounded by green mountains and clear water, Su Pingyi sat beside the pool with a scroll in his hand, dressed in flowing clothes, his temperament was as clear as the bright moon.

Standing in front of him was a man, dressed in the clothes of the outer sect of Tianji Sect, his handsome face was frozen from the stone statue in the morning light, his originally reserved eyes became blank at this moment, as if he couldn't understand the words that came from Su Zhong's mouth last moment .

Su Zhong stood beside his father, folded his sleeves with both hands, and quietly told him about Su Yi, including Su Yi's identity, the origin of the reward offered by the door, and what happened not long ago.

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and looked at the man with compassion in his eyes.

This person is Su Yi's lover, Leng Baiyu.

"Uh..." The stagnant brain finally came to its senses, digesting Su Zhong's extremely informative words, he opened his mouth to say something, but his trembling lips couldn't utter a single word, couldn't utter a single syllable, and his facial muscles trembled , revealing an almost absurd sadness.

"Just a...a misunderstanding?" he said.

"It's a misunderstanding." Su Pingyi spread out the bamboo slips in front of his knees, and the word "Swordcasting" was written on the hanging corner, but he didn't look at Leng Baiyu. Kill you. But correspondingly, you take the medicinal materials you deserve and leave with your sister, and never appear in front of Yi'er."

After that, he rolled up the scroll of bamboo slips, as if asking casually: "Is it possible?"

Su Pingyi's tone was not serious, and he didn't even blame him, but Leng Baiyu felt as if a mountain was pressing on his shoulders, forcing him to bend his back and lower his head. All kinds of words came together on the tip of his tongue, but he could only utter the word "yes".

Of course he is not reconciled, because this playful, essentially misunderstanding offer of reward has lost his sweetheart who is in love with each other.

But when he thought about it again, he found that without this misunderstanding, he couldn't even save his only family member, the sister he cared about the most, so those accusations against the person in front of him became a knife in return for himself, which made him feel helpless. After turning a thousand times, I still can only get the word "yes".

Sometimes it is not that people want to make wrong choices, but that there are countless choices in front of them, leading to only wrong results.

When Leng Bai met such a person, he just couldn't find a better and more appropriate choice.

So he lowered his head a little lower, and said somewhat disheartenedly: "Disciple understands, many thanks to Sect Master and Immortal."

Su Pingyi waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

After Leng Baiyu left, Su Zhong frowned: "I think he is persevering. In the future, as long as he works hard, he will surely achieve something. If he is so aggressive today but he doesn't kill him, will he become a hindrance to my younger brother?"

"No." Su Pingyi has lived for thousands of years, and he is extremely accurate in judging people, and immediately said: "From what happened this time, he is a person who puts my sister's safety first, and is extremely self-interested. I know exactly what I should do when. As long as my Su family does not collapse and your status as the master of the Tianji Sect remains the same, he will never do anything that strikes a stone with an egg. Because he knows that it will only be for himself, and for him. sister brought disaster."

"What's more, Yi'er will only be stronger than him in the future. And I think Yi'er doesn't care much about him now, and doesn't even mention it. Compared with killing him, she may want to never have any contact with him again. If the two of them in the future If you encounter it, or Yi'er thinks about it, if you want to pursue it again, it won't be difficult to find him again."

Hearing this, Su Zhong nodded in relief, and then stopped dwelling on the matter, but looked curiously at the "sword casting technique" in his father's hands.

"Why did father think of watching this today? Could it be that he wants to forge a saber for himself?"

Su Pingyi's saber was lost in the monster war 15 years ago, and it would take a long time to find it. It would be better to find one or cast one for use——Su Zhong thought so.

Unexpectedly, Su Pingyi shook his head, and gave another answer that he didn't expect but was also reasonable.

"Just now I received a letter from Jucai, saying that Yi'er wanted to make a rusty sword into her own sword, and asked me if any of the swordsmiths under the Su family would be free to help, and it would be best to finish it within three days." Su Ping Yi smiled slightly, confidently saying, "For my father, I want to forge a sword for Yi'er myself."

Su Zhong couldn't help laughing: "Well, this is indeed something my father would do."

Su Pingyi made such a decision in order to make up for the previous debt, and because of his love for his youngest son, it is not difficult for Su Zhong to understand.