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Chapter 13 Chashan Untouchables
Yongping 14 years, summer.

Yannu was 15 years old, sitting on a big rock outside Chashan Castle, looking to the north, waiting for A Weng to return.

He was naked and barefoot, with a straw in his mouth.

Every day he would be in a daze here for a while, just because this place has the best view, if someone wants to go back to the castle, he can see it here for the first time.

He also heard last month that the Bald Fa clan had fought to the north bank of Jishui River, while Qingzhou Inspector Shi Gouxi's army was confronting the south bank.

He didn't know where Ji Shui was, he only knew that A Weng was in Gou Xi's army.

It has been a year since Ah Weng was sent to the battlefield. He has never been separated from Ah Weng for such a long time, and he only hopes to come back soon.

"Crack!" Suddenly a whip hit Yan Nu's back, making a blood-red mark.

There are still many similar marks on him, but he seems to be used to it.

"You untouchable, how dare you be lazy if I ask you to carry water?" The manager of Chashan Castle has always treated him with a vicious look, because Yan Nuer always has a playful smile, and is not as respectful and fearful as other untouchables.

"The water is finished." Yan Nu's face was bright.

"Crack!" Another whip came down.

The steward said angrily: "Where is the end of the selection! The owner of the castle has issued an order to store water forever, don't you know? What happened to the spring on the tea mountain!"

Yan Nu nodded seriously: "Yes."

The steward was stunned, and then came down with a few more whips, beating Yan Nu's skin to pieces and grinning in pain, but Yan Nu'er never showed any fear on his face.

But the more he did this, the more annoyed the steward was, and he whipped a few more times, until a group of brave warriors from Chashanbao came galloping in the distance.

"Strange thing! Weird thing! The spring on the tea mountain has dried up!"

"There has never been a severe drought in the past, but now it's the rainy season! I'm afraid there are evil spirits and monsters?"

The village warriors discussed and rode into the fort like the wind.

The steward stopped his whip, and was stunned for a moment. Didn't he think that the Chashan spring was really dry?
Seeing that Yan Nuer was still sitting on the boulder and did not get up, he said angrily: "Huh! Then you can't be lazy! Go to the iron forging! There is still a shortage of people in the forging field, and there will be no acceptance of [-] catties of steel tonight. , you don't want to eat."

Yan Nu giggled: "Okay, okay, what are you doing so loudly? I'll help you forge iron."

He was like coaxing a child, making the steward extremely upset, and whipped him from behind again: "What a fool!"

Without looking back, Yan Nu returned to the fort under the gaze of the steward who looked at him with disdain, and walked into the smelting forge where countless craftsmen were sweating profusely to help.

There is the sound of iron hammering everywhere here, and there are three hundred craftsmen working day and night, smelting iron and making soldiers.

The owner of the castle said that all the iron ore brought in must be smelted, and the more weapons forged, the better.

In times of great chaos, barbarians, bandits, and even wandering hungry people may threaten the Wubao of the wealthy clan. Naturally, the more weapons and equipment, the better.

"Yan Nuer is here, come and help me." The man who swung the hammer and called him was dripping with sweat.

"Hey! Uncle Hong, what am I doing?" Yan Nu hurried over.

"You can just be in charge of quenching. You can't swing this hammer!" Uncle Hong's big hammer weighed forty catties, and every time he hit the red-hot iron heavily, this action had to be repeated countless times. It also needs to be quenched, tempered, repeatedly hammered and forged, and it can be made into steel after hundreds of refinements.

"Okay!" Yan Nu glanced at the sky while quenching the forged iron.

It was getting late, and he guessed that there might be no food tonight, so he stuffed the grass in his mouth into his stomach, thinking that he still had a lot of hay under his bed, so he could have a good meal when he was hungry at night.

He has been able to eat grass since he was a child, and he digests it all at once.I heard from A Weng that when he was a baby, he didn't have breast milk, so he survived by eating grass.

For the next 15 years, he was displaced and lived a difficult life. He ate more grass than rice. It is not an exaggeration to say that he grew up eating grass.

In addition, he is not afraid of cold snow or boiling water.

He is not even afraid of being hit by stones, nor is he afraid of steel. A knife can't even break the skin on his body.

It's not that he is rough-skinned and thick-skinned... Ordinary iron and even wooden thorns can hurt him, but the hundred-smelting steel used by warriors can't.

Only he and A Weng knew about these things. A Weng said that this was due to his innate supernatural powers. After he was hacked by a powerful warrior when he was a baby, he was no longer afraid.

"I miss Ah Weng so much. I don't know when the world will be peaceful and let Ah Weng come back."

Yannu muttered about quenching the red-hot iron, and his thoughts had already drifted to the place called Jishui.

"Hey! Be careful it's hot!"

Uncle Hong suddenly shouted to remind him, Yannu came back to his senses, and found that his hands were immersed in the water, and the bucket of water had been quenched several times, and it was almost boiling.

"Oh, I'm fine." Yan Nu hurriedly took out his hand, A Weng reminded him, try not to show his weirdness to outsiders.

But he doesn't know how to lie by nature, so he usually pays attention to hiding people behind his back. Just now, he was completely distracted.

Fortunately, Uncle Hong didn't have time to take care of him, thinking that he was holding on, so he said, "Is it burning? Hurry up and soak in cold water!"

Yan Nu obeyed and continued to quench after returning.

Uncle Hong was chatting with him while forging the iron: "Don't be distracted, miss you Aunt? Jiang Weng is our old birthday star. God bless him, he will be fine."

"Any news?" Yan Nu asked expectantly.

Uncle Hong curled his lips and sighed: "Who knows? It stands to reason that it has been a month, and there should be news from the front, but it is estimated that only the nobles have received it... There have been no merchants or refugees for many days. Where do you know the news from so far away?"

Yan Nu suddenly said: "So that's the case, then I'll ask the nobleman!"

After all, he dropped his things and went.

Uncle Hong was taken aback, and quickly stopped him: "You are such a fool!"

"If you ask like this, I won't tell you... In this way, you work hard, can uncle ask for you?"

He was very helpless to coax Yan Nu, he knew that this kid really dared to ask the nobles.

As long as you show Yannu the way, this kid will definitely do it, he is very courageous,

When Jiang Weng was seriously ill, he told Yan Nu that there was medicine in the storage room of the training ground, but the boy broke in directly to get the medicine and came back to treat Jiang Weng. In the end, he was whipped by the nobleman and almost died.

He regretted his talkativeness very much, and from then on he regarded Yan Nu as his own nephew.

"The steward should know that too, but that guy... If we finish the ration of blacksmithing and ask him again, he will definitely tell us." Uncle Hong said it firmly, but in fact he didn't have a solid foundation in his heart.

Yan Nu was full of enthusiasm and said: "Oh? That's great, then I will also forge iron, and I have to complete whatever I set out for today."

When Uncle Hong saw that he was about to hit the iron again, he curled his lips and said, "This is a forty-jin hammer, and you have to swing it with one hand. What can you do with your little arm?"

Yan Nu stubbornly said: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Uncle Hong thought it was funny, and then thought of the manager's ferocious face, he said: "That's okay, I'll give you a try, let's say yes first, if we can't finish the quota, let's not ask! When it's finished, let's ask together, okay? "

"it is good!"

Seeing that Yan Nu agreed, Uncle Hong smiled, and immediately made room for him, and put a heavy hammer on the anvil, as if watching a joke.

Yan Nu learned how to clamp a piece of red-hot iron and put it on. He held the hammer handle with his right hand and lifted it vigorously.

Just like this, without pricking your horse or using your back strength, you can just swing the sledgehammer with brute force!Then the whole person fell backwards with the hammer...

Uncle Hong quickly supported him, and laughed loudly: "Silly boy, this is not acceptable. If you exert such strength, you will only strain yourself."

Yan Nu refused to accept it, and smiled: "Then why do you exert your strength? You teach me!"

Uncle Hong grinned and said, "You really want to complete the quota? Forget it, I'm not kidding you. In fact, it is impossible to inspect and accept three hundred catties of steel in one day."

"Although I can beat twenty catties a day, not everyone has my strength and skill. Among the three hundred craftsmen, most of them are apprentices who make up the numbers like you. It’s only two hundred catties to 230 catties.”

"The goal of [-] catties was intentionally set by accident, just to make us afraid of him. If we fail to meet the goal, he will still send us a meal. We all have to be grateful to him."

"Of course, the quantity can't be too small. If the steward really sees who is upset, he will take the opportunity to skip meals."

Yan Nucai didn't care about this, and said stubbornly: "I want to fight too, and I must be able to hit three hundred catties! Teach me, Uncle Hong."

Uncle Hong ignored the first half of his words, nodded and said: "It's fine, although you are not strong enough, but you can learn the skills first, and then gradually change to a heavy hammer."

His whole family is dead, and he regards Yan Nuer as his own nephew, so of course he wants to learn from him.

After a while, Yan Nu learned from the side with a small hammer, and soon looked decent.

While Uncle Hong was forging the iron, he taught him and corrected his movements at the same time. Soon the postures and movements of the two were almost in sync.

It is also gratifying to see him learn quickly: "I usually see you as a fool, but I didn't expect that you have a bit of talent in blacksmithing."

Unexpectedly, just after boasting, Yan Nu said: "Have I learned it? Give me the hammer!"

Uncle Hong was anxious: "What did you just learn? Don't say you are not strong enough, even if you grow up a few years, you still can't do it. You have to learn to adjust your breath and luck! Do you really think you can use brute force for a day?"

"What is breath adjustment luck?"

"Let's start with the simple ones, watch me breathe... inhale... exhale..."

Yannu followed suit, at first he didn't feel anything, but as he gradually mastered the rhythm, his breathing became more and more rhythmic, and he vaguely felt a majestic energy surging in his body, mobilized from all limbs and bones. come out.

Uncle Hong didn't know what was going on in his body, so he was still explaining: "Luck is a kung fu, practice it slowly, cooperate with the movement of blacksmithing, and imagine that there is a breath in your body, from the heel to the waist and then to the arm. Another round...you can practice for three to five years, and you will be able to use heavy hammers..."

After hearing this, Yan Nu started to swing the hammer with the force and breath he had learned.

"Bang!"

In his hand was a three-pound hammer, and he slammed it on the anvil fiercely, causing cremation to overflow!The sound is like a bell!

Uncle Hong was taken aback, and looked quickly, and saw that Yannu was very focused, according to the trick he had learned, he turned his arm with strength and swung the hammer again.

"Bang!"

Uncle Hong felt unbelievable. He has been hammering for so many years, so of course he knows that Yannu's hammering is terrifying at the moment, and its explosive power is far better than his.

"Bang! Bang!"

When the third hammer went down, the wooden handle shattered, and the hammer head flew out with a bang, smashing a big hole in the earthen wall of the blacksmith shop!
"Look, Uncle Hong, I've learned it. If this small hammer is not in your hand, you can change it to a heavy hammer!" Yan Nu said happily.

Uncle Hong was dumbfounded, he didn't know where Yannu got this strength, but after careful reflection, the speed of swinging the hammer was not fast, but it was amazing!
"This situation is very similar to..."

Uncle Hong pondered for a moment, then gave him a heavy hammer, and said, "Try again."

Yan Nu'er immediately steadied his horse and swung the heavy hammer, but he was really not strong enough. Seeing that he was about to fall again, he took a deep breath and swung the heavy hammer viciously by relying on the explosive force of energy in his body. , Smash it down hard!
"boom!"

Under the loud sound, the red-hot iron block was directly smashed to the ground, and shock waves blasted faintly from the collision.

Seeing this shock wave, Uncle Hong finally realized it, and his face was horrified: "Yan Nuer, you actually have true energy?"

"What true anger?" Yan Nu didn't understand.

Uncle Hong pointed at his hammer: "After practicing luck for a few years, you will really have a burst of Qi in your body, which can be transformed into strength..."

"Oh, isn't this what Uncle Hong taught me just now? I learned it." Yan Nu said.

Uncle Hong was a little speechless: "No, no, true qi is cultivated over many years. My luck method must be combined with hammering. Only after repeated training can I slowly generate true qi. I have been practicing iron for ten years, and only now have some , you just learned it, how could there be!"

"You...you must have learned martial arts since you were a child!"

Yan Nu was at a loss: "Have I learned it?"

Uncle Hong said anxiously: "You must have learned it before, why do you still ask me? If you haven't learned martial arts, you can't have true energy!"

Yan Nu let out an oh, and then smiled: "Then can I forge?"

"..." Uncle Hong was a little speechless, and said, "Your true energy is stronger than Uncle's, of course you can, even...you should find a few instructors to practice martial arts. If you are accepted, you won't have to do handyman in the future .”

Yan Nu said to himself: "I don't want to practice martial arts, I want to forge iron, let's finish today's quota together!"

After finishing speaking, he continued to forge the iron block, making a bang bang sound.

Seeing that he was obsessed with blacksmithing, Uncle Hong had no choice but to continue to point out: "Hey, one hammer, two hammers, three hammers, four hammers... that's right, it's time to overlap, eh yes... one hammer, two hammers, three hammers... ...take it back to fire..."

Under the guidance one after another, Yan Nu beat faster and faster.

Yan Nu's strength is completely sufficient, even better!After half an hour like this, he hit six catties of steel!
"It's so fast, if you can persist, you can hit sixty catties in five hours!"

Uncle Hong is speechless, just a beginner, his output is three times that of him!He felt that his ten years of blacksmithing were like a joke.

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　PS: sorry.

　　
　
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