Chapter 72: Finally Introducing Air into the Body (2)
She placed it on the blacksmithing table and banged it twice. She weighed the hammer and felt that this one felt better.
Once, twice, three times, Hu Qing had that mysterious feeling again. The dark space felt peaceful, the beating flames, the tempered metal, the light of fire and the light of metal complemented each other, blooming warm and sharp flowers.
The flowers are in full bloom, and the golden and red colors are climbing and intertwining to form a magnificent palace. There is a soft pop sound, as if the palace is closing, and something penetrates the invisible barrier and enters the body.
Hu Qing didn't notice anything, and he waved his arms regularly. The cracked hammer had now turned into a gray and shiny color, becoming more pure bit by bit, until it turned into silver. Only then did Hu Qing change from the mysterious
I woke up with a feeling and frowned.
What stinks so much?
She lowered her head and smelled it, and was disgusted to death by herself. Had she not taken a bath in a hundred years?
There was no one in the shop, probably the customers didn’t want to come after the master left. Hu Qing pinched her nose and found a few large vats with water on the wall. The water was very clean. She stood on the water channel next to it and picked up the small bucket.
Pour a bucket of water over it.
The cold water aroused a shiver, and Hu Qing felt like he was a piece of tempered iron immersed in the cold water. He felt lighter.
The water that was washed down was black, and it took half a tank of water to clean it. The clothes on his body were automatically dried. He stood quietly by the fire to dry his hair, tied it up, and looked around himself.
She probably... breathed gas into her body.
So baffling, so unexpected.
She thought that it was probably because she was prosperous in the blacksmith shop. She had the dual spiritual roots of gold and fire. There was fire and gold here, which was perfect for her. Why hadn't she thought of it before?
Is it okay if I open a ground fire vent in my yard?
Manager of Baopingfang: Haha, why do you think this area is reserved for mortals? This line of earth fire is unique and of average quality.
In any case, Hu Qing is very happy. She has removed the huge stone in her heart. Finally, she can practice cultivation and she can live longer in this world.
Seeing that it was past afternoon, I couldn't hold back my joy and was eager to share it with others. Her name was Tiesheng.
Tie Sheng came out and saw two semi-finished products on the blacksmithing table. He was very envious: "It took me a year to make the rough embryos like this. Sister, you are really amazing."
Hu Qing thought, maybe this is the difference in spiritual roots? Spiritual roots are really important and cruel to monks.
Tiesheng said: "Sister, come to our place. It just so happens that I don't know how to do business alone."
As you can see, not a single customer has come in since yesterday.
She asked: "I don't know how to do this, you teach me."
Tiesheng nodded repeatedly: "That's great. I'll teach you when you come. My master left me notes on refining the weapon."
Hu Qing suddenly felt guilty. What the old master left was not a note but a legacy. How could she get it in vain?
"Okay, let's study together." Hu Qing thought that it was not in vain that he had earned all the spiritual stones to Tie Sheng.
Thinking of his original purpose of coming here, Hu Qing took Tiesheng to make the things he needed, put them on a cart and took him home. I can practice, great, I can finally practice.
The corners of Hu Qing's mouth rose until he saw a woman with a big red flower in her hair at the door of her house.
She doesn't know people but she knows flowers. This flower is not inserted casually. It is the exclusive mark of a matchmaker.
A matchmaker stood at the door of the house.
Hu Qing's good mood immediately stopped and he calmly stepped forward.
The matchmaker looks to be in her thirties, and she may have been raised in the carefree environment of Baopingfang. There is no trace of the vicissitudes of life on her face, but her eyes are shining with a strong sense of appraising people.
"Get out of the way." Hu Qing didn't want to make friends with everyone. She was not a social expert, and it was good manners to speak calmly to a stranger who obviously had no good intentions.
The matchmaker's eyes were disdainful, but she shouted enthusiastically: "Mrs. Hu, I'd like to congratulate you here."
Hu Qing: "Where does joy come from?"
Matchmaker: "Oh my God, Madam Hu is so happy. There is someone who has taken a fancy to you. That man is as talented as Yushu Linfeng——"
"Which one?" Hu Qing asked directly, impatiently.
The matchmaker hesitated, rolled her eyes and smiled: "Look at my mouth, I haven't said the key point for a long time, it's the Ke family next door to you, Mrs. Ke, she's taken a liking to you, I don't think you're a child caretaker-"
"Go away." Hu Qing stepped forward and pulled the matchmaker aside with one finger.
She said that she kept to herself and didn't interact with others, and had never stood on the street to gossip. Why was she being noticed by others? It turned out to be her neighbor. That's not surprising.
After a quick glance, Hu Qing figured out what the neighbor was up to. He was not looking for a daughter-in-law, he was looking for a free nanny. No, it was not free, it was a rebate.
Sneer, you are so rude to others, I think you are a mouth-breathing person.
The matchmaker ouched and almost fell to the ground. She scolded the bitch, turned around and smiled again, but the smile was not good-looking: "Ms. Hu, the son of the Ke family is an immortal. He can fall in love with a disfigured kid like you."
Being a widow is a blessing you have cultivated over many lifetimes——"
"If you don't shut up, I'll slap you in the mouth." Hu Qing's eyes turned cold.
The matchmaker was excited, this little woman seemed not to be trifled with.
Hu Qing was impatient: "Go tell that greedy old woman. She wants to eat from other people's pots but also wants to be served for free. If life is really hard, I am willing to help her tell Chaohua Zongli and let her good son come back.
Take care of her until she is old and die."
"If you bother me again, I will knock out all your teeth."
The matchmaker glared bluffingly, and when Hu Qing entered the yard and closed the door, she became startled and confused.
This little woman has such a loud voice. Doesn't she have a normal relationship with the Chaohua clan? It's a shame that she goes from house to house and knows all the connections, but she doesn't know the details of this little widow.
It seems that her child is in the Huazong Dynasty. If the son of the Bike family should pay attention to this - the matchmaker immediately trotted to the next door, knocked on the door, and came out to explain clearly to me.
Hu Qing scolded the person and ran away and then forgot about the matter. He didn't pay attention to the neighbor at all. He shrank back and didn't recognize the situation. Hey, do you think she is a good person?
Hu Huahua feels aggrieved, being a left-behind child and eating cold food every day. Do you care about my immature mental health?
Hu Qing lifted him up and spun him around: "Baby, baby, mommy can finally practice cultivation. Are you happy? Do you like it? Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Mommy is so happy, loves it, and wants to have a drink. Hahahaha
, raise this cup of celebration wine, and vow to never stop with high aspirations. There are still mountains and rivers in my heart, and I am willing to shed my blood to write about the spring and Autumn period——"
Hu Huahua was stunned: What are you so embarrassed about?
The little nose was pinched: "I sing a Chinese opera, do you understand? I don't understand. I will teach you when you grow up."
A Wat beast that sings Chinese opera? Haha, this world is going crazy.
Hu Qing hummed and put Hu Huahua on the table, patted her butt and said, "Take one for me."
Hu Huahua rushed forward and braked with his face, sticking his butt out and looking resentful. This was his family status.
Hu Qing laughed loudly and carried him into the small bamboo basket: "Let's go to the yard to bask in the sun. The paint my mother bought hasn't been mixed yet. I have to give you a color. After my mother puts your makeup on, I will take you out to play.
