My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

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On the next day, the first day of the new year, Hua Tianshu named the sword, and it was called 'first day of the first day of the new year'.

Hearing such a fresh and refined name, Qin Kun asked if he had given the Dao name of 'Shuo Yue'. The old man was very surprised and asked him how he knew it. Qin Kun had a dark face.

The sword is two feet and two feet long, and it is a bit shorter. This sword also has Qin Kun's painstaking efforts. Touching the unsharp 'First Day of the First Day', Qin Kun was heartbroken. Hua Tianshu is Zuo Jinchen's friend after all, how can he choose such a bad name? , Blind this sword in vain.

After the "First Day of the First Day" was released, Hua Tianshu forged the second sword, and Qin Kun faced new difficulties.

Hua Tianshu seems to want to cast double swords, the process is rough, not to mention the charcoal fire, and often gestures towards himself with the red double swords.That thing is exactly the same as a soldering iron, who can stand being gestured at, Qin Kun can only resist it with a hammer.

After going back and forth, Qin Kun thought that old man Hua was training himself, but he didn't know it was intentional. With the sword fetus between his hands, he used his own sword swing and Qin Kun's resistance to shape the pair of swords!

After being scalded twice, Qin Kun was always on guard against this sinister old man.

"Senior Hua, don't waste your efforts, you've been raped twice by you, can you still hurt me?"

Qin Kun was still concentrating on forging the iron, and felt the heat wave hit the back of his neck, his neck turned sideways, the hot sword tire brushed against his ears, and a few hairs were burnt.

Hua Tianshu let go of the clip, and the hot red sword tire fell towards Qin Kun's shoulder blade. Qin Kun turned his body slightly to avoid the falling sword fetus, and at the same time hit the sword body with a half-circle swing of the iron hammer, and the sword fetus faced Hua Tianshu fly away.

The old man smiled, the pliers clamped the sword tire firmly and accurately, and inserted it into the charcoal fire again.

3 month.

Charcoal fire, dirty tricks, can no longer hurt Qin Kunhou.

Hua Tianshu played a new trick again.

While the opposing sword was being cast, preparations for the next long sword began.

The long piece of iron was extremely soft after being burned. Hua Tianshu pinched it, pulled it out from the charcoal fire, and threw it towards Qin Kun.

The attacking, red-hot long sword was extremely lethal.

Qin Kun hit the sword with an iron hammer, and the sword body bent towards him from the end to the end. Qin Kun felt the heat waves on both sides, and with a second force, the iron hammer pushed the long sword away.

"I've had enough of being scalded, don't even try to scald me again."

While Qin Kun was speaking, he felt a change in the air, as if another heat wave was coming.

The hammer was tricked, and it was lifted upwards, and one of the red-hot swords was sent flying. Qin Kun wanted to pick up the clip to clamp the other, but the clip was held down by Hua Tianshu.

Qin Kun didn't panic, he swung the hammer with his backhand, and the other was also sent flying.

"Qin Kun."

"here I am."

"With only a hammer, can these two sword embryos be kept flying in the air?"

"Let me try."

Blacksmithing has become a juggling, which is much more difficult than blacksmithing.

For the first time, even though Qin Kun's grasp of strength surpassed others, it only lasted 75 seconds.Before the sword embryo fell to the ground, it was caught by Hua Tianshu with a clip, and it was thrown again.

"Senior Hua, I have no problem with you taking me to practice juggling, but I won't pay for breaking your sword embryo."

"Practice with confidence, no matter what the two sword embryos are beaten into, I will cast them into whatever they are."

At the end of February, Qin Kun, who had successfully learned to juggle, was able to keep two red-hot sword embryos flying in the air with a hammer.This is not over yet, he will take the opportunity to strike the iron and take care of two things.

mid March.

Rebirth.

Qin Kun also took off his blindfold and earplugs, and dropped the final hammer in the cave.

For half a year, more than 160 million hammers have filled his brain with magic sounds. Even if he stops, the sound of jingling will still echo in his mind.

"Senior Hua, it's over."

Let go of the hammer, but the hand is still a little empty.

During this period of time, the pair of swords and long swords have been cast, and a dagger has just come out of the oven.

"It's for you."

The dagger stabbed straight at the door.

Qin Kun flicked his fingers upwards, and the moment the dagger got close to him, the tail was disturbed by force, and it spun around in the air.

Qin Kun grabbed it forward, holding the dagger in his hand.

"What's the name of this?"

"What do you think is a good name?"

"I'm uneducated, why not call me Zilu. Let me commemorate my six months in Ziqi Mountain." Lu is capitalized six, and it sounds better than six.

"Strange enough, but it's up to you. Today, you can go down the mountain."

Qin Kun arched his hands: "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

"Tips? Where did I start? What did I tell you?"

"There seems to be nothing."

"That's not the end."

"It seems to point out everything again."

"Funny." Hua Tianshu pushed down the protruding stone next to the sword casting furnace, and behind Qin Kun, a row of flying knives suddenly appeared.

Twinkle, twinkle, ding-ding--

The thumb and forefinger held the dagger Zilu, unable to dodge, so he swung the dagger and picked it.

After the flying knife attack, Qin Kun was safe and sound.

"Can I say that I didn't have time to think just now?"

Qin Kun looked at Hua Tianshu.

Hua Tianshu smiled: "This old man's skills in catching ghosts are extremely mediocre, and he only has some defensive skills. He learned it from blacksmithing. Today, if someone can inherit my mantle of blacksmithing, Hua Tianshu will die without regret."

"Thank you seniors."

"It's a pity that Hua's casting technique will be lost."

"There's nothing you can do."

"Forget it, future generations will have blessings for future generations. This "Greedy Wolf Hundred Training" is a skill I have learned all my life. If I see someone who is destined to help me pass it on, I believe you will not let this skill become dusty."

"It will be indefinite later."

"Go to rest, where did you come from, and where do you go back." Hua Tianshu nodded his head, "Sometimes, the body's instincts are more useful than the brain's perception of danger."

Chapter 1110

April.

In a small town in the south, there is a hair salon.

The door of the store is mottled with white paint, and the chairs inside are still the most fashionable iron chairs more than ten years ago.

There are posters of Teresa Teng on the walls, which have long since turned green and blue.

Inside the store was an old man and an old lady. When they saw Qin Kun coming in, they looked at him.

After entering the mountain for half a year, Qin Kun has hardly taken care of his image, his beard is messy, and his long hair hangs down around his waist. If the other party is not so handsome, the boss almost thinks he is a lunatic from some family.

"Young man, we have a haircut in the shop for 5 yuan." The old man greeted.

The meaning of 5 yuan is that you may not be able to trim the fashion you want.

Qin Kun understood: "I saw it, please help me to shave my face again, and I will give you 20."

Qin Kun sat on a chair and lay down relaxed.

Seeing Qin Kun's long hair falling behind the backrest, the old man asked, "How do you fix your hair?"

"Hit Lao Mo, don't be too short."

Beat Laomo? !

In the eyes of barbers in the past, there were no more than two kinds of hairstyles, "Da Lao Mo" or "Dian Cao". The former had short hair and a bald head, while the latter had slender hair.

In the mirror, the old man smiled, and replaced the scissors with a razor: "Young man, you are an expert. I thought only our generation knew what it meant to beat Lao Mo."

"A senior of my own family mentioned this before, but I just remembered it. I just saw that there are hair shaving picks in your shop, so tell me and try."

The old man weighed Qin Kun's hair and said, "It's a pity to hit Lao Mo with this hair. May I ask, why did you shave it short?"

"Get used to short hair."

"Then why stay long?"

hiss--

There are so many reasons why you shave your head?

Qin Kun thought for a while: "I'm worried about silk, I'm too lazy to cut it if I keep it long, and I should shave it when it's time to shave it off."

The old man began to trim the ends of his hair, and said to himself: "Shaving is not without worry, let's keep it."

The hair was only shortened, but it was still a bit long. The old man tied it with a hair tie, and Qin Kun's scalp was tied tightly, feeling very strange: "Boss, I have never seen you disrespect the wishes of customers so much..."

"The wishes of the guests may not be suitable for them. The young man is so heroic, and this braid looks good!"

"Boss...it looks a bit wild with pigtails..."

"Young man, you look wilder."

That's right, the old man is determined that the braid is suitable for him, and he has nothing to do with it.

Fortunately, the willingness to shave is fulfilled.

After giving the money, Qin Kun looked at himself in the mirror, feeling a little strange.

With long sleeves, a thin coat, and braids, he doesn't look like a serious person at first glance. With a flip of his palm, the sunglasses issued by the Spirit Detective Bureau appeared and put on his face. Qin Kun turned his head: "What you want is This effect?"

"exactly!"

Seeing that the boss in his 60s still has the heart of a young and Dangerous boy, Qin Kun lit a cigarette with a wry smile and walked out of the barber shop.

"Boy!"

Behind, the boss called.

"what happened?"

"When I was young, I was as handsome as you!"

Qin Kun waved his hand, swallowed the clouds and left.

After going up the mountain for half a year, Qin Kun felt that his personality had changed a lot, and he felt a little quiet.Although there are clanging irons on the mountain every day, the monotonous sound is another kind of tranquility.

No need to think about what to do today, no need to think about how to arrange your life, no need to think about many complicated things.Eat, drink, sleep.

Leisurely clouds and wild cranes are nothing more than that.

It was two years after Xu Facheng, Mo Wuji and others entered the world, and Qin Kun was 'born'.

The phone rang, and it was Ge Zhan.

"Kun..."

"Uncle Ge, do you miss me?"

"Damn things!"

On the other end of the phone, Ge Zhan suddenly regained his energy.

"Hahahaha, I'm fine."

"when will you be back?"

Hua Tianshu may have spread the news about Qin Kun's descent from the mountain. Qin Kun thought for a while and suddenly said, "Uncle Ge, I won't be going back for the time being. I want to go around."

"Nonsense! How can you..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

On the other end of the phone, the old mansion in Kuishan.

Zuo Jinchen covered the phone and shook his head at Ge Zhan.