"No, who would leave a good thing outside? I'll go back and clean it up, and then I'll catch the rhinoceros with them." The fat man turned to leave.
Nanfeng grabbed the fat man and said, "Don't leave in a hurry. Let's go over and take a look. Didn't my elder brother just say that the thing hasn't melted after being burned in the furnace for three days? Maybe it's some treasure he doesn't recognize."
The fat man curled his lips and shook his head, "Listen to his bragging, how can that broken stove still keep the fire out for three days?"
"Even if it burns for a day, it's still a good thing if it doesn't melt." Nanfeng said.
Hearing what Nanfeng said, the fat man also became curious, "That's right, let's go and take a look."
The furnace was in the northwest, and the south wind kept blowing against the west side of the cave when walking. The fat man understood what was going on, "You are wearing barbarian clothes now, they won't pay attention to you."
"What's going on with them recently?" Nanfeng asked.
"It's nothing recent. We just arrived yesterday, and today is only the second day. They should still be busy setting up formations in Dongshan." The fat man yawned.
"Why are you yawning all the time? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Nanfeng asked knowingly.
The fat man glanced at Nanfeng and said, "I want to say that I slept well last night. Do you believe it or not?"
"I definitely don't believe it," Nanfeng shook his head and smiled, "That movement is like killing a pig."
No matter how thick-skinned the fat man was, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed at this moment. He curled his lips and didn't answer Nanfeng's words.
Nanfeng leaned closer to the fat man and asked in a low voice, "Hey, tell me."
"What?" The fat man tilted his head and squinted.
"How do you feel?" Nan Feng asked with a smile. Half of his words were joking, and half of them were genuine curiosity.
The fat man yawned again, "Your wife is in the back hill. Go find her. Why do you ask me?"
Seeing that Fatty didn't say anything, Nanfeng didn't ask again. No one would discuss this kind of matter with others. To say the least, even if Fatty was willing to discuss it with him, it would probably be difficult to explain it clearly.
The fat man used the porcelain bottle where the Yang Huan Dan was originally stored to fill Hua Qi'er and gave it to his ants. He was worried that the ants would be suffocated, so he took out the porcelain bottle and pulled out the cork to let them breathe. "Why are they not moving?"
"Didn't Big Brother say that if you don't have food, you will freeze to death?" Nanfeng said casually.
The fat man shook the porcelain bottle and blew air into it.
Nanfeng grabbed the porcelain bottle, put the cork in it, and handed it to the fat man with his backhand, "Put it away quickly, don't worry about it."
While talking, the two arrived at the northwest area. The furnace Hua Qi'er mentioned was located behind the kitchen. The furnace was crudely built and somewhat similar to the cooking pots in the kitchen, except that it was larger than the pots and the chimney was taller. .
This furnace was probably built by Hua Qi'er in his early years by melting the copper utensils in the stone chamber. In recent years, life has become better, so it has not been used anymore. Because the location is too remote, no one comes here on weekdays, and the temperature and humidity It was rainy and knee-high weeds grew around the furnace.
I thought I would have to spend a lot of time searching for them, but I never thought that the two sledgehammers were just thrown behind the furnace. The hammer heads were perfectly round and spherical, about one foot, and the hammer handles were as thick as a child's arm, and about two strokes long.
"Isn't it a hammer? Why is it green?" The fat man squatted down and looked at the two sledgehammers.
"Maybe there was copper water in the furnace." Nanfeng said.
Due to years of storage, the sledgehammer had sunk deeply into the soil. After cleaning up the surrounding weeds and soil, the fat man reached out and grasped the handle of one of the sledgehammers.
The sledgehammer moved at the mention, but was not lifted.
The fat man felt this and looked at Nanfeng doubtfully. Nanfeng pointed at the sledgehammer and signaled the fat man to use more strength.
The fat man stood hunched over, holding the handle of the hammer tightly with both hands, and struggled to lift it. This time he lifted the sledgehammer, but he could only lift it and could not swing it.
"So heavy?" Nanfeng asked in surprise.
The fat man was also horrified and grinned in shock, "It's at least two hundred catties."
"Nonsense, I only weigh two hundred kilograms." Nanfeng was dubious. At this time, a young man usually weighed between two hundred and three hundred kilograms. The fat man was an exception, weighing four to five hundred kilograms.
"Heavier than you, if you don't believe me, try it." The fat man said.
Nanfeng reached out and grasped the handle of the hammer and tried to lift it. Although he could lift the sledgehammer, it was extremely difficult and he let go as soon as he could barely lift it off the ground.
"Go get the ax and chisel." Nanfeng instructed the fat man.
"What are you doing?" the fat man asked.
"The outside is stained with copper water, which makes it heavier. Use a chisel to peel off the outer skin." Nanfeng said.
The fat man agreed, turned around and ran away.
Nanfeng stayed where he was and looked at the two sledgehammers carefully. Even if they were made of pure copper, they shouldn't be so heavy. Stones shouldn't have such weight. Although he didn't know where the two sledgehammers came from, one thing was certain. That is, these two sledgehammers are definitely not made of ordinary copper and iron.
After a while, the fat man took back the ax and chisel, "Where to start peeling?"
Nanfeng didn't answer, he took the ax and hit the hammer head with it.
"Be gentle, don't cut it." The fat man warned worriedly.
After shouting, the fat man realized that his worries were unnecessary, because he saw the black metal wrapped in the copper skin and the broken edge of the axe.
"I'll do it." The fat man took the axe, raised the chisel, and used strength to carefully peel it off.
While the fat man was peeling off the copper, Nan Feng vigilantly observed the situation around him and in the distance. There were trees to the north and west, a kitchen to the south, and a bear pen to the east. It was very hidden and not easily accessible. spy.
The copper skin was not thick. The fat man quickly peeled off the copper skin along the gap made by the axe. There was a reason why Hua Qi'er said it was an iron hammer. The object was black in color and resembled iron, but it was definitely Not iron, because iron tools are not as heavy.
"This hammer has been used by someone before." Nanfeng pointed to the hammer handle. The hammer head and handle of this sledgehammer are one piece and are made of the same metal. The end of the hammer handle is very smooth. Unless it has been held for many years, it will not become damaged. this circumstance occurs.
"Look here." The fat man pointed at Hammerhead.
Nan Feng turned his head and looked, and saw a gap at the hammer head pointed by the fat man. The gap was very narrow but deep, and must have been left by the sword's edge.
"There are some here, but they're very shallow." The fat man pointed to the other side of the hammer head.
The gap pointed by the fat man was not obvious. Nanfeng couldn't see it clearly, so he stretched out his hand to touch it. When he touched it, he found that in addition to the deepest gap, there were many subtle marks on the hammer head. These marks must have been of various kinds. The weapons that collided with it were left behind.
"The owner of this round hammer must have experienced hundreds of battles back then." Nanfeng said.
"The hammer is so hard, how powerful it must be to cut such a gap." The fat man stroked the most obvious gap.
Nanfeng shook his head, "People who use swords don't value strength. What they value is whether the weapon is sharp. This gap must be left by some magical weapon."
The fat man nodded, "That makes sense. Just take a break and I'll peel this off too."
While the fat man was peeling away, Nanfeng rolled the hammer and checked the other side. There were also many small marks on the other side, but the only one that could be called a gap was the one the two of them had discovered just now.
Normally, weapons would have the name of the weapon or the name of the owner, but after inspection, Nanfeng did not find similar words.
"What a pity." Nanfeng sighed with regret.
The fat man didn't know the reason why Nanfeng sighed, "There's nothing to be afraid of if there's a gap. It's just like a scar on a man's face. It's majestic."
"It would be nice if there are characters. Even if there is only one, you can tell its age." Nanfeng said.
"It doesn't matter what age it is, as long as it's useful." The fat man continued to peel it off.
"This thing should have some connection with Taoism." Nanfeng said.
"Huh?" The fat man tilted his head in confusion.
Nanfeng waved to the fat man.
The fat man stretched his neck and looked over. Nanfeng turned the hammer handle and pointed at the end of the hammer handle, "Do you see it?"
"Half of Tai Chi?" Being with the Taoist priests all day long, the fat man naturally knew Tai Chi.
"This is the Yin fish of Tai Chi. The one in your hand should be the Yang fish." Nanfeng said.
The fat man had almost peeled it off at this time. He used a few more chisels to peel off the copper skin and looked at the tail first. Sure enough, there was a male fish.
"These two hammers are the same, why are they divided into male and female?" the fat man said with a smile.
Nanfeng didn't answer. Hammers are very common weapons, and there are many who use double hammers. At critical moments, they go into battle holding one in each hand. I haven't heard that there are yin and yang.
There are also many marks on the hammer head of the Yang hammer, but there are no deep gaps.
"I know." The fat man looked like he suddenly understood.
"What do you know?" Nanfeng asked.
"Don't you Taoist priests say that Tai Chi is yin and yang, and yin and yang is the universe? These two hammers, one yin and one yang, one in each hand, hold the universe in your hands." The fat man was not without pride.
Nan Feng shook his head, "Most of the people who use hammers are fierce generals and reckless men. How could they have such thoughts?"
"That's right," the fat man raised his hand and scratched his head, "By the way, what do you think this thing is made of?"
"It's probably black iron." Nanfeng said. The so-called black iron is a very broad general term. The metal falling from the sky is black iron, and the metal that no one knows on the ground is also black iron. As long as it is an unknown metal, it can be called It's black iron.
"Brother must know the origin. I'll ask him later." Fatty said.
"He may not know." Nanfeng shook his head. Although he didn't know the origin of this object, he was sure that it was of extraordinary quality. If Huacic'er was a knowledgeable owner, he would never abandon them in the wild.
The fat man suddenly remembered something, "These two hammers are black, and the blind man knows they are not copper. Why did he throw them into the furnace? Is this something unlucky? He wants to destroy them?"
"What are you thinking about?" Nanfeng shook his head again, "My eldest brother had a hard time back then and relied on sellers to make a living. Do you think he built the furnace to smelt utensils for buyers, but he did it to adulterate copper to fill the weight? .”
"That puts me at ease. By the way, where do you think my brother learned his skills? Could it be the cave we just entered?" the fat man asked curiously.
"There is a possibility. I suspect that his beast-taming skills are derived from the Book of Heaven." Nanfeng said.
"The place we just entered is probably where the Heavenly Book is kept. Why don't we ask my elder brother if he has any clues about the Heavenly Book?" said the fat man.
"I'm going to say that I've got the tortoise shell of the Book of Heaven here, do you believe it?" Nanfeng asked with a smile.
"Letter." The fat man was very happy.
The two of them had a tacit understanding for a long time. Nanfeng didn't say much. He pointed the hammer at him and asked, "Do you like these two big hammers?"
"I like it, it suits me very well," the fat man nodded repeatedly, but then he turned frustrated, "But it's no use if I like it, I can't lift it."
"As long as you like it, bring me the hammer first and leave the rest to me." Nanfeng stood up straight.
The fat man yawned again, "What do you want to do?"
"I want to get you the tiger-skinned cicada..."