Chapter 388 Bamboo Weaving
"Li Chuan? Li Chuan?" Tong Luo pushed Li Chuan twice more and found that he was really drunk.
Tong Luo was a little confused and said, "You didn't drink much, did you? Why are you drunk?"
"It was the same yesterday. I fell asleep while talking." Wukong said .
"He must have been bullied by Prince Su's people in the capital and suffered a lot." Tong Luo guessed.
"Who can really make him suffer with his temper?" Blacksmith Cen saw it more clearly and said, "I guess he was tired. When I came back last time, I noticed that he was different from before."< br>
“What’s different?” Tong Luo asked.
"It seems that I am forcing myself to move forward. Come, move him inside and let him sleep for a while. We will continue to eat." Blacksmith Cen opened some tables, Tong Luo and Wu Kong Together, they moved Li Chuan to Cen Blacksmith's bed, and then the three of them continued eating and drinking.
Tiejiang Cen asked Wukong: "Did Priest Wen say anything when he sent him back?"
Wukong shook his head and said, "Dao Priest Wen sat for a while and then went to Xuan. It’s so bad. Brother Li, he seems to have returned home before he knew he was home.”
"It shouldn't be that he is injured or seriously ill," Blacksmith Cen thought for a while and said, "Let's not make random guesses. I thought about it, and the big monsters in other places who have no grievances or hatred will not We came here to look for trouble, so we should pay more attention to the news from Ziyun Cave and Lanshan Pavilion, that’s about it.”
“That’s right,” Wu Kong said, “After that, I’ll go over there. Let’s take a trip to see what’s going on around us.”
“Well, I happen to be going to Xiushan County tomorrow. I’ll also ask those people what news they have recently.” Blacksmith Cen said.
……
Li Chuan slept until dusk.
When he woke up, he looked at the unfamiliar beams and fell into a trance again. The quilt on his body was warm and smelled of soot. It was... he fell asleep again.
Li Chuan opened the quilt, got out of bed, and walked out. There was no one outside, so he opened the door and walked outside.
At this time, the sky is filled with red clouds, and the half-yellow leaves are falling to the ground in the wind.
Blacksmith Cen is sitting on a wooden box not far away, whittling a piece of bamboo. There is a bundle of bamboos of different thicknesses beside him.
So Li Chuan also brought a small wooden box over, picked up a piece of bamboo, and began to peel it.
After Blacksmith Cen finished whittling the bamboo in his hand, he turned around and saw that Li Chuan had whittled two bamboo pieces, one round and one flat. Li Chuan drilled a hole in the flat piece of bamboo and inserted the round one. Go, then rub your hands together, and the bamboo dragonfly flies out.
"Will you still do this?" Blacksmith Cen said.
"I know a lot, and I can also make bamboo firecrackers," Li Chuan said, excitedly finding a piece of bamboo as thick as his thumb and started peeling it.
Not long after, the bamboo cannon was ready. After trying it twice, he ran to the back, picked some camphor tree seeds, came back, pressed them tightly in the bamboo cannon, and the seeds flew away with a snap. Got out.
“How is it?” Li Chuan showed off to Blacksmith Cen.
Blacksmith Cen endured it for a while and said, "There happens to be a market in a few days. You can make more and set up a stall to sell." , I sell bamboo crackers, how about it?" Li Chuan said.
“Really going?” Blacksmith Cen asked.
Li Chuan said: "I will go if you go."
Tiejiang Cen put down his sword and said: "You said you made a very powerful sword. What kind of sword can you give me?" Shall I take a look?”
"Did I say this?" Li Chuan couldn't remember anything.
"Yes, you were talking and laughing, and you got drunk after you said it." Blacksmith Cen described Li Chuan's behavior.
"The sword is with Daochang Wen. When he comes back, I will ask him to show it to you," Li Chuan said.
"Let's see if we can meet each other," Tiejiang Cen said, and asked: "How powerful is it?"
Li Chuan thought for a while and said, "Just, I'm working on that one. Before the sword, Xuanmen probably mentioned me as Li Chuan, the eighteenth generation descendant of the "Wen Jing". Now I would like to add that he is one of the creators of Tianqi Sword. "Who else?" asked the blacksmith.
“It’s Mr. Wen,” Li Chuan said.
"The name of the sword is Tianqi?"
"Yes, I named it." Li Chuan said, he felt very embarrassed and said: "The palace supervisor was saying, Tianqi sword , is a divine weapon, even more powerful than the divine weapon Tianqi Sword."
"Then I must take a look," Blacksmith Cen asked, "When will Master Wen come back. ?”
"I don't know, but I won't be there for too long. There are still many things to do in the capital." Li Chuan also put down the bamboo cannon in his hand and said, "When I get back, I plan to see Prince Su again. If he is still alive at that time, "
"Aren't you annoying him?" Blacksmith Cen asked.
"You have to ask, I'm pretty good at interrogating. You don't know, do you?" Li Chuan said.
“I know, I’ll wait for you to lead me to set up a stall and make a lot of money.” Blacksmith Cen said.
"Tong Luo went back?" Li Chuan asked.
"After dinner, we left." Blacksmith Cen said.
"He is indeed a sharp archer." Li Chuan admired him very much.
Tiejiang Cen glanced at him and said, "You scholars are just grinding away."
Li Chuan smiled, and after a while, he said, "Make up a few more Basket?"
"Okay." Blacksmith Cen agreed.
The two began to weave baskets. The two of them argued for a while because of their different weaving methods. After that, they each made one according to their own methods.
Li Chuan looked at the basket he placed unsteadily on the ground and said, "I haven't knitted it for a long time. When I go back to practice, you can see that I knitted this one. It's stronger."
"Do you want to give it a name too?" Blacksmith Cen laughed at him.
Li Chuan didn't answer. He stood up, stretched his waist, and stretched his arms back and forth, feeling very comfortable.
The sky is getting dark.
Wu Kong walked up from the bottom of the mountain and saw them and said: "What are you doing? Why have you made so many baskets?"
"Don't touch them. They are going to be sold at a stall. They are broken. The price can’t be sold,” Blacksmith Cen said with a smile, “It’s windy. Let’s go back to the house and I’ll clean it up.”
He saw Li Chuan bending down to help him clean it up. He immediately stopped him and said, "Well done, don't make any more trouble, go back quickly, don't catch the wind, and if you get sick, I will pay for you to get medicine."
Wukong also took Li with him. Chuan went into the house and said, "Let's go back and have a rest. Don't fall asleep just talking."
Li Chuan had no choice but to go back to the house and sit down.
"Where did you go just now?" Li Chuan asked.
Wukong said: "I just walked around and watched the sky darken, then came back." He asked Li Chuan: "Are you really okay?"
"You're okay? "I'm just feeling weak this time. Just lie down." Li Chuan said, "Maybe I didn't lie down enough when I came back from the Shenxia Temple. Mainly, I don't want to take medicine. I have to lie down anyway." "You have to lie down even if you drink."
"We have to find a way to cure it, right?" Wu Kong said.
“Let’s talk about it later,” Li Chuan didn’t care much and said, “I slept all afternoon today and feel much better.”
After Blacksmith Cen came back, the three of them had a meal. They didn't drink this time and went to bed early. Early the next morning, they took a carriage and headed to Xiushan County.
(End of this chapter)