This group of players is more cunning than cunning

"I'll go to the next door for a walk." Zhang Jinsheng stood up.

At this time, the core forging has reached the most critical period, the engraving of the device pattern.

But this can be completely handed over to this group of blacksmiths to engrave.

After the engraving is completed, Zhang Jinsheng will need to personally go back to the furnace, reshape it as a whole, and quench it.

So Zhang Jinsheng has nothing to do during this period of time.

Why not go to the blacksmith shop next door to visit and see their forging situation. The hot iron-making and roaring sounds make people curious.

Maybe we can even see the corpses of the navy's monsters?

Zhang Jinsheng thought to himself that he and several old blacksmiths have been secretly discussing these days and have long been curious about those sea monsters in the deep sea.

After all, Xinyizhou is indeed close to the sea.

But the area of ​​Yizhou is too large, and they have never seen those so-called monsters living in salt water.

These days, from the other party's vague narration, it seems that the navy likes to spray people.

These old blacksmiths of the Zhang family initially judged that they like to open their mouths and spray water columns.

This form of attack by sea beasts is quite normal.

Zhang Jinsheng thought about it and walked quickly to the door of the other party's blacksmith shop. He saw several blacksmiths guarding the door with panicked faces: "Aren't you forging? Are you going out? Wait, you can't go out now. Our forging has reached the most critical moment!" Zhang Jinsheng was puzzled: "Why can't I go in? No matter how critical the moment is, I will not affect my colleagues' forging. I am very experienced in this aspect." Several blacksmiths guarding the door hesitated: "No, it's inconvenient to disturb, we have to concentrate!" They didn't expect that the other party would come here to watch the fun in the middle of forging. This old man is too curious! Don't you like to watch sadomasochistic romance dramas? What's so good about our horror movies here? Zhang Jinsheng saw that the other party couldn't say a word for a long time, "I'll just look at the door for a few times, I won't disturb you." He didn't admit that he was curious about the navy, but said seriously: "I mainly want to see if there is anything I can help with next door. After all, the weapon spirit and the weapon body are integrated. Moving around can better cooperate to complete this weapon." After that, regardless of the blacksmiths' hesitation, he directly opened the door and looked in. In this old blacksmith shop, the heat wave of the furnace hit the face, but there was an inexplicable feeling of cold wind. Because the turbid air and yin energy were very strong. There was an inexplicable feeling of cold and hot in the whole blacksmith shop. Is this their yin and yang interweaving? Zhang Jinsheng thought to himself that they really have a foundation. On the ground of the blacksmith shop, there were several twitching blacksmith bodies lying in a mess, and no navy bodies were seen. "No navy?"

Zhang Jinsheng thought about it carefully and it was right. Now is the time to forge magic soldiers. How could they use the materials of those low-level monsters to make magic tools?

His attention quickly fell on several blacksmiths on the ground and found that they were dead.

Before, I saw them eating together with laughter at the bonfire party, standing in front of the [Notice Board] and discussing happily.

Even saw me delivering boxes of forging materials, and took the initiative to help carry them in for free.

Although.

From beginning to end, there was a weird smile, and after a few days of getting along, it was regarded as their smiling custom.

But how could the enthusiastic blacksmiths who sounded and looked so good a few days ago suddenly die?

Just when Zhang Jinsheng frowned secretly, he finally saw how those blacksmiths died.

Dao Jiujiu shouted excitedly:

"Family, it's not enough, we need more lubricant, a little more turbid air, and more gloomy."

"This method really works! I can feel the intersection of the Yin and Yang fish, and the fusion of Yin and Yang requires a transmitter!"

"These elders and villagers are the transmitters of fusion!"

Several young blacksmiths walked out of the crowd, shouting "Let me do it" and "Get out of the way" as if they were brave enough to die. They rushed forward as if they had encountered something good and made an incomprehensible move:

Opening the three flowers.

Trying to step into the immortal gate.

The thick turbid air of heaven and earth before the red sun poured into their minds.

This made Zhang Jinsheng secretly puzzled.

From the perspective of an outsider who knew nothing.

What does a blacksmith forging iron and forging a peerless magic weapon have to do with letting a group of scholars open the three flowers?

Why did it open at this most critical moment?

He soon saw a scene that he would never forget.

I saw that those scholars who had three flowers were soon hit by several blacksmiths next to them with hammers. It was like hitting a forging table. The swinging hammer trapped the turbid air in the skull, and all kinds of screams of turbid air were heard. "Help, ka ka ka help" an old man made a mechanical intermittent cry for help. "Don't, don't let me go." A girl made a charming and fearful sound. Zhang Jinsheng's eyes, which were peeping through the crack of the door, shrank violently, and his pupils shook on the spot. What? What is he doing? ? A large amount of turbid air in the world, the resentment of the past scholars, but instead of the arrogance and viciousness of the past, begged for mercy in their hands! Fear was like a cold wind, silently invading him, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in place, with his mouth wide open, unable to speak. Even if he had lived for thousands of years and had seen many weird and thrilling scenes, he had never seen such a grotesque scene. What do you see now?

Those young men and women who studied hard for more than ten years and stayed up all night to study, finally blossomed, but chose to use their lives to trick the turbid air into their bodies and sacrifice their bright future?

Zhang Jinsheng was so scared that he quickly closed the door and walked back in a daze.

He was still shocked by the scene in the blacksmith shop, and overwhelming doubts flooded into his mind.

He was thinking in his heart, what force made them so distorted, crazy, and excited, and chose to die without hesitation?

Was it a distorted spirit?

Impossible.

People who were bewitched by the distorted spirit of evil arts must be confused, unable to "know who I am", and must not blossom.

They have firm beliefs, clear minds, and brave hearts to do that.

Why are they willing?

Why is there such a distorted and terrifying scene?

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out.

He felt that there must be an unimaginable big secret.

He returned to his own blacksmith shop in a daze and saw several old blacksmiths still replicating the inscriptions, busy and extremely focused.

Clang!

Clang!

These old men and women were skilled and in unison.

They even had the mood to distract themselves and look at Zhang Jinsheng who had returned during the forging process, but saw that his face was pale, his expression was dazed, and he was a little shaky when he walked.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Deputy Chief Zhang Jinsheng, why are your three flowers, spirit, and energy shaking so violently?"

"You, what did you see!?"

Several old men exclaimed, stunned and unbelievable.

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