Pulling the hood on her head, Lu Qing held Fang Qingrou's hand and walked in front.
"It's so cold..."
Fang Qingrou's palm was pulled out by Lu Qing, and a cold feeling ran down her arm and reached her brain.
Subconsciously squeezing the other person's palm, Fang Qingrou asked:
"Xiaolu, why are your hands so cold?"
"This is a special skill that will cause the body's body temperature to drop." Lu Qing replied after hearing Fang Qingrou's words.
In order to prevent the other party from worrying, Lu Qing added:
"It doesn't have much impact on the body, except that I don't like the feeling of being exposed to the sun."
"That's it."
Fang Qingrou thought for a while and then said: "It's not a big problem. There are many props in the dream game that can relieve this effect."
"Um."
Lu Qing nodded. Fang Qingrou was right. This kind of skill with side effects can be solved in most dreams. When Lu Qing has enough dream coins in her hand, she will
You can definitely go to the auction house and buy one back.
The two walked for a while and finally arrived at the store the counter lady mentioned.
This is a weapons store, built entirely of solid wood. There is an open space next to the weapon store, and there is a huge furnace, iron felt, and workbench in the open space.
At this moment, there was a woman with thick arms holding a hammer and constantly hitting the metal on the iron felt.
As if she noticed someone coming, she stopped the hammer in her hand, turned her attention to Lu Qing and the two of them, and then said:
"If you want to buy weapons, please go to the store. My father is in the store right now. He is responsible for selling weapons."
"Isn't your father responsible for forging?" Fang Qingrou, who was standing next to Lu Qing, couldn't help but asked curiously.
The woman glanced at Fang Qingrou, shook her head and said:
"Father, he is already old. If you continue to let him forge, sooner or later his old waist will not be able to bear it."
After saying that, she turned her head back and continued to focus on the metal on the iron felt, saying:
"I still want to continue working. If I want to buy weapons, just go to the store and find my father."
Seeing this, Lu Qing stopped disturbing the other party, pushed open the wooden door of the weapons store and walked into the store.
“Welcome.”
Seeing the wooden door being opened, a strong man sitting in front of the counter wiped the iron sword in his hand.
"It's a new look. It's your first time here, right?" the strong man asked in a familiar tone.
"Well, we are travelers who have just arrived in this city." Lu Qing replied.
"I see. It seems that these two are traveling at such a young age. It's really remarkable." The owner of the weapons store said as he hung the long sword back on the wall.
After hanging the long sword on the wall, he turned around and asked: "Do the two guests want to buy anything?"
"Um......."
Lu Qing touched her chin and said, "We want to customize twelve flying knives and a big sword."
"Oh...is it customized?"
The strong man looked a little serious, and then turned his attention to the bandaged sword scabbard behind Fang Qingrou.
"Is it a weapon that can fit with that scabbard?" the strong man asked.
"That's right, please." This time it was Fang Qingrou who spoke.
She really needs a big sword to fit the scabbard on her back, otherwise, the scabbard on her body is just a stronger door panel.
"So, Miss, what do you want the flying knife to look like?" The strong man looked at Lu Qing and asked.
"I want to imitate the structure of this flying knife and make twelve more flying knives." Lu Qing took out the tearing knife from his waist and put it on the table.
"This flying knife......"
The owner of the weapons store has seen so many weapons. In addition, he is a blacksmith himself, but his daughter persuaded him to retire because of his age. He can still tell the quality of a weapon.
of.
"What a sharp flying knife." The strong man praised.
He stretched out his hand to pick up the flying knife and observed it carefully.
"Yes, really good. The forger of this flying knife is definitely a skilled master, and I feel something different on this flying knife. This is an extraordinary weapon, miss."
The strong man said while observing the Ripper's flying knife.
"Well, how much does it cost to imitate twelve flying knives like this?" Lu Qing nodded and then asked.
"Well, let me think about it..."
The strong man put the throwing knives back on the table and said: "If there are twelve, considering that the design of this throwing knife is excellent, and since you are newcomers, how about 2 gold coins made of iron and 5 gold coins made of fine steel?"
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"Five gold coins?" Lu Qing frowned, not expecting it to be so expensive.
You know, she only has 9 gold coins on her now, and this still doesn't include the money to make the big sword.
But Lu Qing didn't really want to buy an iron throwing knife. In her heart, she would never buy the second-rate one if she could buy it.
"What about the big sword?" Lu Qing asked.
"I'm not sure. Can you let me measure the specific value of this scabbard?" The strong man looked at the scabbard behind Fang Qingrou and asked.
In order to forge a suitable weapon, specific numerical values are definitely needed. After hesitating for a moment, Fang Qingrou took off the scabbard from behind and said:
"Please be careful, this scabbard is cursed."
"Curse?" The weapon shop owner's hand touched the scabbard and paused, then continued to reach forward and took the scabbard from Fang Qingrou's hand.
Putting it carefully on the table, the strong man gently pulled apart part of the bandage. In an instant, an inexplicable aura emanated from the bandage and filled the entire weapons store.
"Curse the weapon?" The weapon shop owner looked at the scabbard with a somewhat surprised expression.
"Wait a mininute."
Turning around and opening the wooden door behind him, the owner of the weapon shop got into the wooden door and came back after a while.
I saw that the owner of the weapon shop had put on a gray-white glove on his palm, and the gloves were emitting bursts of light.
Seeing the surprised expressions of Lu Qing and Fang Qingrou, the weapon shop owner smiled and then said:
"When I was young, people often brought things with special effects to my shop and asked me to use them as materials to make weapons. It would be impossible without a prop that could protect the palms of my hands."
"Okay, let me take a look at the specific values of this scabbard."
He took off the bandage on the scabbard bit by bit, and soon, an ancient-looking wooden scabbard appeared in front of several people.
Besides being ancient, Lu Qing also felt a strange feeling on this scabbard.
Disgust and expectation, expectation and fear, this special feeling made Lu Qing's face look a little weird.
And it was at this time that the sign in her mind began to tremble for the first time in a long time.
[You feel a strange feeling on the scabbard in front of you. Your body hates it, and the curse on you is afraid of it. Therefore, your body becomes a little expectant, hoping that this scabbard can solve the problem in your body.
