Arknights is too real, right?

The impossible possibility entangled in the Möbius strip is the incarnation of miracle.

Two unforgettable points in the long history, time and space overlap in Mobius. Before the eternal cage is opened, they connect the beginning and the end and provide answers to each other's riddles.

Beside the fire at the top of Qingyun Peak, Xiao Li was stunned for a moment when he heard the name given by Xia Feng.

"Sad Qiu Liyu?"

"Well, how about it? It's not a bad name."

“Where does sadness come from?”

"I have lost my memory now. Isn't this sad enough?"

"What about Qiu?"

"Autumn is coming."

"Where's Li?"

"Li is the name of your leader."

"What about the rain?"

"Why do you have so many questions? If you don't like them, just take them yourself."

Xiao Li raised the corner of his mouth and showed a silly smile.

"Haha, I was just asking. It's pretty good. I like this name very much."

Because he has no memory, Xia Feng has no place to go after he recovers from his injuries. As for Xiao Li, this kid usually wanders around. When he is tired from traveling, he returns to Qingyun Mountain to rest for a few days before leaving again.

With Xia Feng's help, Xiao Li finally made up his mind to create his own sect this time, and before officially establishing the sect, he still had one last thing to complete.

"A Feng, who made those two swords of yours? They are so powerful. I can't even tell what they are made of."

Xia Feng was completely unaware of the swords he carried with him.

"I don't know, it's on me when I'm awake."

Xiao Li thought for a long time and finally expressed his thoughts.

"It's decided. I'm going to find someone to make a sword of my own. It will be my Qingyun Sect's handed down sword."

Xia Feng looked at the shabby furnishings in the thatched house and Xiao Li's shabby clothes, and immediately tortured his soul.

"Do you have money?"

"money?"

"Yes, you must pay for someone to make a sword."

Xiao Li reached out to Xia Feng without any hesitation.

"I have no money, please lend me."

"Me neither."

"Don't be like this, Ah Feng, our brothers have a life-long friendship, don't be so stingy."

Xia Feng turned his pockets outward.

"I really don't have anything except knives and swords. If you can find a penny from me, I will jump off this cliff right away."

"kindness"

Xiao Li touched his chin and thought for a long time, then patted his thigh.

"A Feng, I have it!"

"What's the matter?"

"Tomorrow let's go down the mountain and find a pawn shop. Since your kung fu is so bad, you might as well give me the sword."

"Go away, don't even think about it."

As the saying goes, a penny can beat a hero, but this was the first time in Xiao Li's life that he had to worry about money.

Of course, it's not that difficult to get money with his ability, but for this reclusive man who has just grown up, he doesn't have a very deep concept of money.

The next day, Xia Feng and Xiao Li simply packed their bags and went down the mountain.

Regarding the money issue, you can slowly figure it out on the road. The most important thing at the moment is to find a swordsmith who suits your heart.

Xiao Li said that when he went to Dongyang City to attend a martial arts conference, he heard someone mention a very famous swordsmith named Huang.

However, the main reason for its fame is not its uncanny craftsmanship, but its extremely high cost performance.

To put it simply, Master Huang cannot be said to be the most powerful sword maker, but he is the cheapest among the same level. This is deeply favored by people in the Yan Kingdom's martial arts world.

Especially those "jianghu people" who are not good at martial arts but are very good-looking, I like it very much.

In this way, Xia Feng and Xiao Li, an amnesiac and a dazed young man, embarked on a journey of making swords.

Although the luggage was a bit shabby, with the ability of the two of them, they would not go hungry or cold.

Along the way, the two of them stopped and went, hunting for money, doing harm to the people, and even helped escort the caravan and help the police catch thieves.

They have lived in the wilderness, slept in stables, and stayed in inns. It can be said that they have experienced the customs and customs of various places, and it was a happy journey.

After a long journey, they finally arrived at the town where the Huang family lived before winter came.

When Xia Feng and Xiao Li asked passers-by to find the Huang family's blacksmith shop, they did not see the legendary Master Huang.

In the workshop, the iron furnace was already cold, and in the empty courtyard, they only saw a young man with dull eyes.

Xia Feng touched his head and walked to the boy's side.

"Hey, little brother, are you from the Huang family? Let me ask, is Master Huang, the sword maker, at home?"

The boy's eyes were still empty, and his voice seemed to be without any emotion.

"Not here."

"Ah? Are you traveling far away?"

"died."

Before Xia Feng could react, Xiao Li beside him suddenly lost his composure and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"What? Master Huang is dead? Then A Feng and I didn't travel in vain. Oh, what a bad luck."

Indeed, this news disappointed Xia Feng, who had traveled a long way here, but vaguely, he noticed from the eyes of the young man sitting in the yard that something seemed a little wrong.

"Little brother, let me ask you, who is the deceased Master Huang?"

Upon hearing this question, the young man's fists under his clothes gradually clenched, and his voice revealed a bit of unwillingness.

"It's my dad."

Seeing his reaction, Xia Feng guessed something.

"How did your father die?"

"He was... killed."

After subsequent detailed inquiries, Xia Feng and Xiao Li learned the cause of Master Huang's death.

The boy in the yard is the eldest son of the Huang family, named Huang Yi, who is only one year younger than Xiao Li.

According to Huang Yi, although their sword-making craftsmanship is well-known in the world, it is not profitable because of the low price. Even after so many years, the family still lives in this small courtyard.

A month ago, Huang Yi's father received an order for 100 long knives needed by a new gang. For the Huang family, this was a big deal. After discussing the price, Master Huang agreed. .

Unexpectedly, a few days later, another group of people came to the door and asked the Huang family to cancel the order for the long knife. Obviously, they were hostile forces of that gang.

Sword casting is all about reputation, materials, craftsmanship, and finished products. Every aspect must be consistent with what was negotiated, including the most important delivery date.

Faced with this inexplicable request, Master Huang naturally refused verbally and angrily condemned this vicious competition between gangs using petty tactics.

However, this time, Master Huang, who had a good reputation throughout his life, really encountered a scum in the world.

A few days later, Master Huang encountered an unexpected incident while he was out shopping.

In such a remote town, the death of a person would not cause much trouble at all. The police officer just conducted a casual investigation and left it alone.

As for who the murderer is, everyone knows it.

Afterwards, Huang Yi's mother fled back to her hometown with her young sister because she was worried that the other party would continue to retaliate. As for Huang Yi, he insisted on staying here and chose to inherit his father's blacksmith shop.

Of course, Huang Yi's real idea is to avenge his father.

But the sad thing is that Huang Yi has learned sword-making skills from his father since he was a child, and he knows nothing about martial arts. Even if he knows who the murderer is, he is helpless now that he is not yet an adult.

After listening to the simple and easy-to-understand process of this matter, Xia Feng fell silent.

After a long time, he seemed to have made a decision in his heart, and spoke to Huang Yi, who was squatting in the center of the yard.

"Huang Yi, me."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Li next to him shouted loudly.

"I'm so angry, so angry! Those scum actually let me and Ah Feng go on a trip. I will never spare them. Huang Yi, where is the gang that killed your father? I'm going to destroy them now! "

After saying this, Xiao Li looked at Xia Feng angrily.

"A Feng, what did you want to say just now?"

"It's nothing, you told me everything."