The old priest swept away the powder on the ground with his long sword and said seriously.
"A companion evil spirit?" Lu Qing expressed doubts about this.
"A relatively weak evil spirit cannot be born naturally. It is an evil spirit formed after someone dies in pain and is enslaved by the orthodox evil spirit. Its strength is much weaker than the orthodox evil spirit." The priest explained.
After saying that, he put the long sword back into its sheath, looked at Lu Qing and said:
"After the associated evil spirit dies, it will only leave powder, but not crystals. And since there is an associated evil spirit, it means that there is an orthodox evil spirit who leads this evil spirit. It seems that you have been captured by this evil spirit.
Evil spirits are targeting me."
"Then, what should I do?" Lu Qing asked quickly.
According to the old priest, the accompanying evil spirits are much weaker than the orthodox evil spirits, but even such weak accompanying evil spirits cannot be dealt with by oneself, let alone the orthodox evil spirits.
But in the final analysis, the difficulty of this dream is just a gray level. Since there is a dilemma, there are many ways to solve it.
The old priest was silent for a while, then turned around and said: "Come with me, I can provide you with a little help."
Following the old priest into the church, the old priest asked Lu Qing to wait there for a while while he walked down the stairs to the basement.
After about five minutes passed, the old priest came back from the basement with a few more things in his hand.
"This is a mithril ingot. You can take it to a blacksmith and ask him to make a weapon for free." The old priest handed a silver-white metal ingot to Lu Qing and said.
Immediately afterwards, he took out two glass bottles filled with light golden liquid and said: "This contains diluted holy water. Drinking it can relieve some abnormal conditions. If poured on the weapon, it can cause higher damage to evil spirits.
Of course, you can do damage by just spraying evil spirits on it, but this is very wasteful."
"As for ghosts, even mithril weapons cannot be attacked directly. You need to pour holy water on the weapon, or use salt to sprinkle it on the opponent's body to make it materialize for a period of time, so that physical means can attack and hurt the opponent.
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"That's all I can do. May the God of Light bless you." The old priest drew on his chest again.
"Thank you very much for your help!" Lu Qing took the prop from the old priest's hand and said very gratefully.
Although this was just a dream, Lu Qing still respected the old man in front of him.
You don't need to think about it to know that the value of these things is definitely not low, but the old priest actually gave them to her like this.
Smiling, the old priest said: "I am just protecting every child created by the God of Light."
"Go back and rest, and go find the blacksmith tomorrow morning."
After saying this, the old priest left without looking back. Lu Qing was holding a few items in her hands, and her mood was inevitably a bit complicated.
"This dream is so real, it feels like I'm talking to a real person." Lu Qing sighed in her heart.
Returning to the room where she had rested before, Lu Qing lay on the bed. She was physically and mentally exhausted from the fight just now, but she fell into a deep sleep again after a while.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a knock on the door. Lu Qing opened her eyes, walked out of bed, and opened the door.
"It's John, good morning." She looked at the person in front of her and rubbed her eyes.
"Good morning, this is breakfast. The priest asked me to bring it here." John said.
"Ah, thank you."
After being stunned for a moment, Lu Qing took the bread. After thinking about it, she took out two silver coins from her waist, handed them to John and said:
"I feel so embarrassed that I have been living and eating here for free. Could you please help me give this to the priest? It will be used as the cost of living here."
"Ah this..."
After hesitating for a while, John took the silver coin from Lu Qing's hand and said, "I will hand it over to the priest. If you want to wash your face, you can go to the grass behind the church. There is a pool there."
"I see."
Watching John's back slowly leaving, Lu Qing picked up the bread with an expressionless expression, put it in her mouth and started chewing.
"Ah, it doesn't taste good to begin with. I don't have much appetite when I wake up..."
Although he said that, no matter what, filling his stomach is the most important thing. After finishing the bread quickly, Lu Qing went to the pool at the back to wash her hands and face, and then left the church.
She was going to the blacksmith shop and asked the blacksmith to help her build a mithril weapon. But then again, just one mithril ingot was only enough to make a dagger.
Or should we add some other metals to create a whole long sword?
Thinking of this, Lu Qing couldn't help but think of the properties of mithril ingots and holy water.
There is nothing to say. It has the same effect as what the priest said. It is very suitable for dealing with extraordinary monsters.
Arriving at the blacksmith shop, because it was still early in the morning, the owner of the blacksmith shop had just started working, and the crisp sound of blacksmithing reached Lu Qing's ears rhythmically.
"It's the little girl from yesterday. Did you participate in group prayer last night? I heard from people who participated in the prayer that something unexpected happened last night."
Before he reached the boss, the blacksmith had already spotted Lu Qing. While he was forging iron, he said to Lu Qing:
“There are all kinds of strange claims, and I don’t know how many of them are true.”
"I participated in the prayers. Yesterday, an evil spirit disrupted the prayers and was eliminated by the priest."
Lu Qing said, taking out the mithril ingot given to him by the old priest from his pocket, and said:
"Boss, can you use this to make a weapon?"
"Mithril ingot?" The blacksmith stopped what he was doing and shifted his gaze to the silver-white metal ingot in Lu Qing's hand.
"Did the old priest give this to you?"
"Yeah." Lu Qing nodded.
After a moment of silence, the blacksmith asked: "What kind of weapon do you want?"
"Any recommendations?"
"..."
"Can you use a sword?" the blacksmith asked.
Shaking her head, Lu Qing said: "No."
"What about a machete or a long knife?"
"Won't."
"Where's the mace?"
"Won't."
"Then what do you know?"
"I don't know anything."
"...."
In silence, Lu Qing and the blacksmith stared at each other for a long time. The blacksmith sighed and said: "Forget it, let me make you a dagger. What a waste, using mithril to make a dagger or something..."
..."
"You shouldn't even be able to use a dagger, right?" the blacksmith asked.
"Yeah." Lu Qing nodded.
"I knew it. I really don't understand why the priest gave you the mithril ingot."
Lu Qing did not reply, but asked: "How long does it take to make a dagger?"
"It's just a dagger, half a day is enough!" The blacksmith snorted and said confidently.
"Then can I watch from here?" Lu Qing asked.
She doesn't have much to do now, and she might be in danger if she wanders around.
When I left, I forgot to ask the priest if the evil spirit would appear during the day, so it's better to be careful and find a safer place to stay before the mithril dagger is available.
Her intuition told her that the blacksmith was not an ordinary person, so for the time being, Lu Qing recognized this place as the safest place.
"Whatever you want." The blacksmith said after hearing Lu Qing's words.