Lao Mo walked out of the side room, seemingly having just washed his face.

Holding a hand towel in his hand, he wiped the wet drops on his face.

Asked directly: "Do you have any requirements for the knife? What kind of knife do you want to make?"

Li Ping'an took out a picture from his arms. Although he couldn't draw it, fortunately Jing Yu was a good painter.

Jing Yu sternly refused at first.

"What is my identity? What is my status? How about drawing a knife? If I tell it, people will laugh at me."

Li Pingan thinks Jing Yu is a good person.

Because this guy has a low IQ and is a person who doesn't need to be praised.

The more you praise him, the more he becomes confused and confused.

Everything is easy to handle.

According to Wang Yi, if you give him a chicken coop, he will be able to lay eggs in the sunshine.

So, Li Ping'an moved his tongue a little.

That’s how I got this painting.

Lao Mo took a moment to look at it and said, "The painting is quite detailed."

The blade is narrow and straight, slightly curved outward.

The back of the knife curves with the blade, and there are two blood grooves and two stripes of wavy nail prints on both sides.

The handle is four inches long and two fingers wide on each side.

Lao Mo nodded and continued to look down.

The scabbard is not an ordinary scabbard, but is intended to hide the blade in the crutch.

Lao Mo closed the painting again and said, "I understand. You will pick up the knife in two days."

"I'm tired."

Li Ping'an briefly held his hand and then withdrew.

"Dad, who is that person? How strange."

After he left, the girl couldn't help but ask.

"I can't smell karma on him."

Lao Mo said without looking back, "Don't worry about it."

"Oh~"

The girl replied rather dissatisfied and muttered.

"Could it be that he is a person punished by heaven?"

...........

Li Pingan returned to the inn and told a few people that he might have to stay at Yumen Pass for another two days.

The children were extremely happy and wished they could rest for a few more days.

It was noon, the scorching sunshine matched with the scorching scenery.

It makes people feel upset and irritable.

Coupled with Jing Yu's endless chatter, even the good-tempered Zhao Ling'er became a little impatient.

At this moment, everyone was looking forward to when this guy would leave.

Jing Yu once said that after sending them to Yumen Pass, he would leave on his own.

But now it seems that there is no intention to move forward.

"Mr. Jing...Mr. Jing..."

Outside the inn, there was a sudden sound.

Several people followed the sound curiously and looked over.

I saw a stupid guy carrying some things and shouting outside the inn.

"Hey, what do you want from Jing Yu?" Wang Yi asked.

Xiao Qinshi raised his head and said, "I... I'm looking for Mr. Jing. My mother asked me to thank him."

"Yo?"

Upon hearing this, several people in the room looked at Jing Yu in surprise.

Jing Yu was stunned for a moment, then stood up.

He snorted softly and said very proudly.

"Isn't this strange? I have traveled all over the world and acted bravely and courageously.

Since I have friends all over the world, when they heard that I was coming, people came to thank me."

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Jing Yu walked out with his hands behind his hands.

Looking at Qin Shi in front of him, Jing Yu was speechless for a moment.

".....Aren't you the soldier guarding the door? We knew each other before?"

Qin Shi shook his head, "No...no, I don't know him."

"Then why did you call me?"

"I, I, I, look for Academy Jing Yu."

"I am."

Qin Shi still shook his head, "You're not."

Just at this moment, Li Ping'an came back from a walk.

Qin Shi's eyes lit up and he hurriedly ran over, "Jing...Mr. Jingjing."

Li Ping'an was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered.

I used the name Jing Yu that day, so I couldn't help but smile.

"Actually, my name is Li Pingan, what do you want from me?"

"I went back and told my mother what happened...My mother asked me to invite you to my house for dinner, and also asked me to give you something."

Li Ping'an said: "There's no need for anything. I haven't eaten yet, so let's go have a meal."

"Oh...then come with me.

Before leaving, Li Ping'an said something to Jing Yu.

"You don't have to wait for me to eat dinner tonight."

Jing Yu stood there, dumbfounded.

Several people on the second floor were holding back their laughter.

.........

In the Qin Dynasty, his family was not wealthy. He only had a small earthen house with separate rooms for the east and the west.

Qin Shi's father joined the army and died in his early years.

Those who are left alone with orphans and widowed mothers have a hard time.

But fortunately there are subsidies, and thanks to the care of a few comrades.

It was only during Qin that he was able to join the army and get a good position.

"Qin Shi, this kid, has had trouble using his brain since he was a child. He finally got into a position and got into great trouble within a few days. Fortunately, the young master came to rescue him."

Qin's mother served Li Ping'an a bowl of chicken soup.

The chicken soup tastes good. When he looked at Qin Shi, he looked like he hadn't eaten chicken in a long time.

Qin's mother gave the chicken legs to Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an felt Qin Shi's gaze and gave him the chicken legs.

Qin Shi gave the chicken legs to his mother again.

His mother glared at him, then put the chicken legs into Li Ping'an's bowl.

Li Pingan smiled helplessly and had no choice but to accept the chicken leg.

After eating and drinking, the sun was setting.

No one is lying on the cow's back at sunset, bringing the jackdaws home in twos and twos.

The night is about to fall, and the sunset brings a tranquil and clear Zen mood.

In my spare time, I sit on the steps.
To be continued...