28. Chapter 28 You are more of an outsider than me
Who are these two guys?
Almost all the guests had such a doubt in their minds. You know, there were a few brave cultivators who saw the shopkeeper changing and wanted to buy flaming red lips. Unexpectedly, they were waved by the new shopkeeper.
He walked out the door, and everyone could see that the new shopkeeper was not only difficult to mess with, but he also seemed to have a bit of a temper.
"That guy is the one who came last night. The lady boss even gave them three glasses of flaming red lips."
A sharp-eyed customer who happened to be present yesterday recognized Lin Yifei. After all, Lin Yifei had not changed his clothes, nor did he have that high-end human skin mask.
"What's going on? Tell me." Soon the guests began to discuss the matter curiously. After all, not everyone knew what happened last night.
Lin Yifei and Shu Liya naturally did not drink the flaming red lips and pushed them back gently. They just wanted to tease Qian Bo.
"Why are you back again?" Chamber took back the two glasses of flaming red lips and asked doubtfully.
"You speak for yourself." Shu Liya said this to Lin Yifei, then went directly to the bar and went upstairs. Since she didn't have to leave the town of death for the time being, she would naturally continue to be the boss's wife.
Uncle Qian looked at Lin Yifei in confusion again, and Lin Yifei laughed dryly and said, "I'm not going to the Forest of Death. It would be too rude of you to knock me unconscious."
"Then where are you going? Didn't you just come here yesterday?" Uncle Qian was even more confused when he heard this. After thinking about it, he said: "By the way, your two companions will go into death after they wake up."
The forest has gone."
Lin Yifei asked: "Did they ask me anything?"
Uncle Qian was stunned for a moment, thought about it for a moment, and then replied: "That's not true. They didn't see you when they woke up, so I told you that if they saw you, they went to the Forest of Death to practice first."
"Then it's over." Lin Yifei snapped his fingers and said, "My destination is the town of death."
"Uh..." Uncle Qian was a little speechless. He actually misjudged Lin Yifei's purpose of coming to the town of death. He thought that he and his two companions were just here to stay for one night and set off to enter the town of death the next day.
Forest.
Lin Yifei didn't whet Uncle Qian's appetite anymore. After all, he would still need to live in a tavern in the next period of time, so he said frankly: "I'm here to practice blacksmithing."
When Uncle Qian heard this, he was startled and realized that indeed, Lin Yifei's god-level hammering skills could only be greatly improved when he was forging iron.
At this time, Shu Liya also changed her clothes and came downstairs. She had changed back to her usual boss lady outfit, sexy, charming, and charming.
Lin Yifei and Uncle Qian stopped talking. Shu Liya stopped Qian Bo who was about to turn away and let her out of the bar, saying: "Uncle Qian, take him to the blacksmith shop to find Master Wang. Leave this place to me.
Already."
Uncle Qian nodded, walked out of the bar, and took Lin Yifei to the blacksmith shop.
At this time, the guests in the tavern finally finished gossiping about last night's events with excitement. When they turned around, they found the proprietress Luna appearing behind the bar, looking at them all with a warm smile.
The guests suddenly started making fun again and ordered a lot of food and wine.
Shu Liya didn't care about the guests' teasing. Originally, Luna's image as a landlady was deliberately put on by her, so naturally she was on par with ordinary landlady. As long as the joke was not too extreme, she could laugh it off.
…
The blacksmith shop in Death Town was not very far from the Flaming Red Lips Tavern, so Lin Yifei followed Qian Bo and arrived soon.
The business of this blacksmith shop is very good. After all, this is the town of death. The cultivators who venture into the forest of death will gather here. Repairing weapons or something is naturally commonplace. In addition, the owner of this blacksmith shop, Master Wang,
He is a sixth-level blacksmith, which is the highest level in the manufacturing industry.
As a result, the blacksmith shop has gradually become one of the main economic incomes of Death Town. Even the surrounding families will come to the boss, Master Wang, to make some weapons.
"The work schedule is full today. If you want to break something or repair something, please come back tomorrow."
When an apprentice saw Qian Bo and Lin Yifei, he stopped what he was doing and said something.
Uncle Qian just smiled and continued, "We are here to see Master Wang."
When the apprentice heard this, he said: "Master, he has an important task today. He is making a sword for the mayor, so he may not be free."
Although he said he might not be available, the order to expel the guest was clearly issued, and Uncle Qian had no choice. After all, he couldn't force Master Wang to come out, even though he was fully capable of doing so.
"Huh?" Lin Yifei suddenly became confused and listened carefully.
Just as Uncle Qian was about to ask to lend Lin Yifei a blacksmith, he noticed Lin Yifei's focused expression, so he did not disturb him, but watched from the side. He wanted to see what Lin Yifei heard.
In the past, Lin Yifei's impression of blacksmithing was full of harsh sounds and monotonous and boring movements. However, after Linus's training, his understanding of blacksmithing has changed drastically.
This is an art.
But the sound of iron striking that I hear now is so awkward, messy and disorderly... Can we really strike iron well in this way?
After a while, the sound of blacksmithing in the back hall stopped.
"Kasim, you are lazing around in the front hall again!"
With a somewhat angry voice, a middle-aged man with a short stature but solid muscles walked out of the back hall. He was holding a hammer that looked like it weighed a hundred kilograms and had two thick eyebrows.
Looking up, it is Master Wang, the owner of the blacksmith shop here.
"Master, I'm not lazy." Kasim explained continuously: "It's them. I told them I won't take the job today, but they just won't leave..."
At this time, Uncle Qian spoke up and said politely: "Master Wang, long time no see."
"Uncle Qian?!" Master Wang was shocked when he saw the person coming. He would never forget the weapon that the old man showed him a few years ago.
"Well, it's me." Uncle Qian nodded slightly, raised his hand and pointed at Lin Yifei, and said: "This guy wants to be your blacksmith, you can figure it out."
"He?" Master Wang held the hammer and looked at Lin Yifei with a look of distrust. After all, Lin Yifei was too young and his physique was not very strong. In Master Wang's opinion,
Even if the bellows were turned, he wouldn't be able to hold on.
Waving his free left hand, Master Wang said to Uncle Qian apologetically: "This is blacksmithing, not a joke. Even if you introduced him, I can't accept him." Then he turned to look at him.
Lin Yifei, maybe for Uncle Qian's sake, didn't say too harshly, but said sincerely: "Boy, it seems that you must have a second-level cultivation level, but what counts in blacksmithing is not cultivation level, so go and die."
Go and practice in the forest, blacksmithing is not something you can do casually."
Such an attitude naturally aroused Lin Yifei's dissatisfaction. Although Linus had said similar things before, he still gave him a chance, right? Why didn't Master Wang even give him a chance?
Thinking of this, Lin Yifei glanced at the hammer in Master Wang's hand. Although it was larger than the one Linus threw to him, it should be about the same weight.
Just when Uncle Qian was about to say a few words to help, Lin Yifei had already made a decision and said, "Let me give it a try. If you give it a try, you won't lose anything."
"Master Wang, let him try it." Uncle Qian squinted his eyes. He was quite confident about whether Lin Yifei could forge iron. It is impossible for people who don't forge to learn that kind of hammering technique.
At this time, the cultivators who came to retrieve it for repair also joined in the fun:
"Yes, Lao Wang, just give this kid a try."
"That's right, let him know the weight of the hammer, hahahaha~"
In the end, even the apprentice Qasim worked hard and said: "Master, just give him a try. I guess he can't even lift a hammer."
Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this. Only Uncle Qian still smiled with his eyes narrowed. He didn't think Lin Yifei could even lift a hammer.
Master Wang glanced helplessly at the booing cultivators, then rolled his eyes at his apprentice, sighed, pointed to Kassim's trumpet hammer, and said, "Well, if you can swing it
Take that hammer and I will teach you how to strike."
Lin Yifei was happy when he heard this. He was just here to borrow the forge, not to be an apprentice. He immediately explained: "Master Wang, I am here to borrow the forge, not to learn how to forge."
Master Wang was a little angry after hearing this. Isn't this nonsense? When Uncle Qian told him before, he thought it was just a polite and euphemistic way of saying it. Why did this kid take it seriously?
"No, my forge is not for outsiders to play with." Master Wang said this and turned around and walked towards the inner hall, dragging his hammer.
Lin Yifei curled his lips and said, "I'm not a layman, but you. I just heard the sound of your blacksmithing. There was no rhythm at all. You sound more like a layman than me."
When Uncle Qian heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He was indeed a disciple of the master. He had seen Lin Yifei listening there before, so he also listened. Although he was not a blacksmith, he could hear the sound of forging.
There was such a trace of disharmony.
But Master Wang doesn't think so. Although he knows that his blacksmithing skills still have some flaws, he will never believe that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy can hear it just by listening. Who are these two guys?
Almost all the guests had such a doubt in their minds. You know, there were a few brave cultivators who saw the shopkeeper changing and wanted to buy flaming red lips. Unexpectedly, they were waved by the new shopkeeper.
He walked out the door, and everyone could see that the new shopkeeper was not only difficult to mess with, but he also seemed to have a bit of a temper.
"That guy is the one who came last night. The lady boss even gave them three glasses of flaming red lips."
A sharp-eyed customer who happened to be present yesterday recognized Lin Yifei. After all, Lin Yifei had not changed his clothes, nor did he have that high-end human skin mask.
"What's going on? Tell me." Soon the guests began to discuss the matter curiously. After all, not everyone knew what happened last night.
Lin Yifei and Shu Liya naturally did not drink the flaming red lips and pushed them back gently. They just wanted to tease Qian Bo.
"Why are you back again?" Chamber took back the two glasses of flaming red lips and asked doubtfully.
"You speak for yourself." Shu Liya said this to Lin Yifei, then went directly to the bar and went upstairs. Since she didn't have to leave the town of death for the time being, she would naturally continue to be the boss's wife.
Uncle Qian looked at Lin Yifei in confusion again, and Lin Yifei laughed dryly and said, "I'm not going to the Forest of Death. It would be too rude of you to knock me unconscious."
"Then where are you going? Didn't you just come here yesterday?" Uncle Qian was even more confused when he heard this. After thinking about it, he said: "By the way, your two companions will go into death after they wake up."
The forest has gone."
Lin Yifei asked: "Did they ask me anything?"
Uncle Qian was stunned for a moment, thought about it for a moment, and then replied: "That's not true. They didn't see you when they woke up, so I told you that if they saw you, they went to the Forest of Death to practice first."
"Then it's over." Lin Yifei snapped his fingers and said, "My destination is the town of death."
"Uh..." Uncle Qian was a little speechless. He actually misjudged Lin Yifei's purpose of coming to the town of death. He thought that he and his two companions were just here to stay for one night and set off to enter the town of death the next day.
Forest.
Lin Yifei didn't whet Uncle Qian's appetite anymore. After all, he would still need to live in a tavern in the next period of time, so he said frankly: "I'm here to practice blacksmithing."
When Uncle Qian heard this, he was startled and realized that indeed, Lin Yifei's god-level hammering skills could only be greatly improved when he was forging iron.
At this time, Shu Liya also changed her clothes and came downstairs. She had changed back to her usual boss lady outfit, sexy, charming, and charming.
Lin Yifei and Uncle Qian stopped talking. Shu Liya stopped Qian Bo who was about to turn away and let her out of the bar, saying: "Uncle Qian, take him to the blacksmith shop to find Master Wang. Leave this place to me.
Already."
Uncle Qian nodded, walked out of the bar, and took Lin Yifei to the blacksmith shop.
At this time, the guests in the tavern finally finished gossiping about last night's events with excitement. When they turned around, they found the proprietress Luna appearing behind the bar, looking at them all with a warm smile.
The guests suddenly started making fun again and ordered a lot of food and wine.
Shu Liya didn't care about the guests' teasing. Originally, Luna's image as a landlady was deliberately put on by her, so naturally she was on par with ordinary landlady. As long as the joke was not too extreme, she could laugh it off.
…
The blacksmith shop in Death Town was not very far from the Flaming Red Lips Tavern, so Lin Yifei followed Qian Bo and arrived soon.
The business of this blacksmith shop is very good. After all, this is the town of death. The cultivators who venture into the forest of death will gather here. Repairing weapons or something is naturally commonplace. In addition, the owner of this blacksmith shop, Master Wang,
He is a sixth-level blacksmith, which is the highest level in the manufacturing industry.
As a result, the blacksmith shop has gradually become one of the main economic incomes of Death Town. Even the surrounding families will come to the boss, Master Wang, to make some weapons.
"The work schedule is full today. If you want to break something or repair something, please come back tomorrow."
When an apprentice saw Qian Bo and Lin Yifei, he stopped what he was doing and said something.
Uncle Qian just smiled and continued, "We are here to see Master Wang."
When the apprentice heard this, he said: "Master, he has an important task today. He is making a sword for the mayor, so he may not be free."
Although he said he might not be available, the order to expel the guest was clearly issued, and Uncle Qian had no choice. After all, he couldn't force Master Wang to come out, even though he was fully capable of doing so.
"Huh?" Lin Yifei suddenly became confused and listened carefully.
Just as Uncle Qian was about to ask to lend Lin Yifei a blacksmith, he noticed Lin Yifei's focused expression, so he did not disturb him, but watched from the side. He wanted to see what Lin Yifei heard.
In the past, Lin Yifei's impression of blacksmithing was full of harsh sounds and monotonous and boring movements. However, after Linus's training, his understanding of blacksmithing has changed drastically.
This is an art.
But the sound of iron striking that I hear now is so awkward, messy and disorderly... Can we really strike iron well in this way?
After a while, the sound of blacksmithing in the back hall stopped.
"Kasim, you are lazing around in the front hall again!"
With a somewhat angry voice, a middle-aged man with a short stature but solid muscles walked out of the back hall. He was holding a hammer that looked like it weighed a hundred kilograms and had two thick eyebrows.
Looking up, it is Master Wang, the owner of the blacksmith shop here.
"Master, I'm not lazy." Kasim explained continuously: "It's them. I told them I won't take the job today, but they just won't leave..."
At this time, Uncle Qian spoke up and said politely: "Master Wang, long time no see."
"Uncle Qian?!" Master Wang was shocked when he saw the person coming. He would never forget the weapon that the old man showed him a few years ago.
"Well, it's me." Uncle Qian nodded slightly, raised his hand and pointed at Lin Yifei, and said: "This guy wants to be your blacksmith, you can figure it out."
"He?" Master Wang held the hammer and looked at Lin Yifei with a look of distrust. After all, Lin Yifei was too young and his physique was not very strong. In Master Wang's opinion,
Even if the bellows were turned, he wouldn't be able to hold on.
Waving his free left hand, Master Wang said to Uncle Qian apologetically: "This is blacksmithing, not a joke. Even if you introduced him, I can't accept him." Then he turned to look at him.
Lin Yifei, maybe for Uncle Qian's sake, didn't say too harshly, but said sincerely: "Boy, it seems that you must have a second-level cultivation level, but what counts in blacksmithing is not cultivation level, so go and die."
Go and practice in the forest, blacksmithing is not something you can do casually."
Such an attitude naturally aroused Lin Yifei's dissatisfaction. Although Linus had said similar things before, he still gave him a chance, right? Why didn't Master Wang even give him a chance?
Thinking of this, Lin Yifei glanced at the hammer in Master Wang's hand. Although it was larger than the one Linus threw to him, it should be about the same weight.
Just when Uncle Qian was about to say a few words to help, Lin Yifei had already made a decision and said, "Let me give it a try. If you give it a try, you won't lose anything."
"Master Wang, let him try it." Uncle Qian squinted his eyes. He was quite confident about whether Lin Yifei could forge iron. It is impossible for people who don't forge to learn that kind of hammering technique.
At this time, the cultivators who came to retrieve it for repair also joined in the fun:
"Yes, Lao Wang, just give this kid a try."
"That's right, let him know the weight of the hammer, hahahaha~"
In the end, even the apprentice Qasim worked hard and said: "Master, just give him a try. I guess he can't even lift a hammer."
Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this. Only Uncle Qian still smiled with his eyes narrowed. He didn't think Lin Yifei could even lift a hammer.
Master Wang glanced helplessly at the booing cultivators, then rolled his eyes at his apprentice, sighed, pointed to Kassim's trumpet hammer, and said, "Well, if you can swing it
Take that hammer and I will teach you how to strike."
Lin Yifei was happy when he heard this. He was just here to borrow the forge, not to be an apprentice. He immediately explained: "Master Wang, I am here to borrow the forge, not to learn how to forge."
Master Wang was a little angry after hearing this. Isn't this nonsense? When Uncle Qian told him before, he thought it was just a polite and euphemistic way of saying it. Why did this kid take it seriously?
"No, my forge is not for outsiders to play with." Master Wang said this and turned around and walked towards the inner hall, dragging his hammer.
Lin Yifei curled his lips and said, "I'm not a layman, but you. I just heard the sound of your blacksmithing. There was no rhythm at all. You sound more like a layman than me."
When Uncle Qian heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He was indeed a disciple of the master. He had seen Lin Yifei listening there before, so he also listened. Although he was not a blacksmith, he could hear the sound of forging.
There was such a trace of disharmony.
But Master Wang doesn't think so. Although he knows that his blacksmithing skills still have some flaws, he will never believe that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy can hear it just by listening.
