Chapter Forty-Nine: The Hundred Refining Houses

When he returned home from the city defense camp, Han Ming also brought someone with him.

Since he came to Shangjing with Han Ming, Qi Qi has rarely left the city defense camp, and this is the first time he has followed Han Ming to visit the bustling Shangjing.

Shopping, for this big black man who came out of Huotou Village, it seems strange and curious. He looked left and right all the way, trying to put all the scenery along the way into his mind, which was the same as when Han Ming first arrived in the capital.

Han Ming looked at Crazy Qi and asked with a smile, "Crazy Qi, what do you think of this going to the capital?"

Crazy laughed stupidly, "It's bigger than our village, and there are more people than our village, so I can't even see it." ”

"Haha, what you see is the largest city in the entire Zhongchu, and even the entire continent, which is naturally much stronger than your village. Don't worry, after this, you have to see. From now on, you will follow me and be the captain of my personal guard. ”

Crazy Qi was looking around, and when he heard this, he was sluggish for a moment, and suddenly reacted and asked, "Then I became an official, what about Captain Han Yu?"

"Well, of course, he has other tasks. You don't have to worry about it. Let's go, I'll take you to pick a weapon first. ”

Crazy Qi was worried about Han Yu, who was treating him like a brother, and as soon as he heard that there was a weapon to give him, he immediately came to his senses and followed closely behind Han Ming, for fear of getting lost.

Bailianlu has a history of 100 years in Shangjing City, and it is a real century-old store. Anything that is created by Bailian Lu must be a high-quality product.

After Han Ming learned about the Hundred Refining Lu from Cheng Rui, he wanted to come over and take a look, and by the way, he brought himself the long weapon that he could take advantage of.

The fierce battle on the top of Huotou Mountain made Han Ming deeply realize that without a weapon in his hand, it would not work after all, he couldn't chop and chop, the knife was blunt.

Walk through the main street, go west along Wangfu Street, reach Kaiyuan Gate, and go south along the city wall, and you will come to a dilapidated house in the south of the city.

Looking up, the door of the room was crookedly written with the three big characters "Bailian Lu".

Han Ming once suspected that he had remembered the wrong place, how could this broken place be the hundred-year-old shop called Bailianlu, which was even more shabby than those ordinary blacksmith shops, and it was also a little too deserted, not at all the prosperous appearance of a century-old shop.

However, suspicion is suspicion, and since you have come, you have to go in and have a look.

Han Ming saw that the door was hidden, and stretched out his hand to push the door in. Unexpectedly, when he pushed the door, it immediately froze in place.

As soon as the madness behind him saw that Han Ming didn't move, he walked up and asked, "Commander, what's wrong?"

Han Ming didn't reply to him, but put his other hand on it, and with both hands together, he began to push the door.

Crazy to see Han Ming's action, he also followed him to push the door. This push found out that this door could not be pushed at all.

Han Ming won't say anything, who is crazy and has natural divine power. The two of them pushed the door hard together, and they were able to push the door a little bit.

Han Ming pushed hard for a while, but he couldn't push it alive, so he leaned against the door panting.

I don't know, as soon as he leaned in, the door "banged" and opened!

It's been opened so easily? Han Ming began to wonder if he had read it wrong.

As soon as the door opened, Han Ming realized that there was a hole in it.

From the outside, this Hundred Refining House looks like a dilapidated small courtyard, but as soon as you enter the door, you find that it is surprisingly large inside.

The first thing that catches your eye is a round weapon mound, the weapon mound is full of hot red pulp, and one by one the weapons are inserted in the bare mound in a disorderly manner, some have been corroded by the red pulp in half, and some are inserted straight in the red pulp. But there is no doubt that these weapons were thrown into the mound as defective products.

Han Minghe was startled for a while, then walked around the weapon mound and walked inside.

Bypassing the armory mound, they heard the sound of hammer striking, and a cold black building flashed in front of the two of them, this building was like a cloud of mud compared to the dilapidated small house outside.

Han Ming couldn't help but sigh: "This is what a century-old store should look like." “

This time, instead of impulsively going up and pushing the door, Han Ming walked up and knocked on the door. There was two knocks, and the door opened. As soon as the door opened, the hammer thumped louder.

It was an old man who opened the door, he looked at Han Ming and Crazy Qi, didn't speak, and brought Han Ming and Crazy Qi in.

As soon as he entered the door, he first entered the main hall, where all kinds of weapons and equipment were displayed, Han Ming looked at the shining weapons, and then touched the Ming Sword in his hand, and an indescribable feeling lingered in his heart.

Above the main hall, many craftsmen are crafting weapons, and the sound of hammers is coming from above.

"They are specially crafting weapons for the forbidden army. The old man spoke.

"Oh. “

Han Ming replied. No wonder the forbidden army is so well-equipped, it turned out to be from here. Han Ming was a little envious.

Out of the main hall, through a corridor, around two or three corners, came to a room. The old man made a gesture of please, and Han Ming pushed the door in.

"Oh, there's another guest. “

Han Ming followed the prestige, and a burly middle-aged man walked over.

"I don't know if you're here to customize weapons or repair them?"

"I heard that the weapons created by Bailianlu are famous in the entire Zhongchu, so I came to create a few weapons. Han Ming replied.

As soon as that person heard that Han Ming was here to build weapons, he immediately became interested and introduced Han Ming to the business. Han Ming didn't know much about this aspect, so he listened carefully.

The middle-aged man was talking to Han Ming energetically, when he suddenly saw that the sword Han Ming was carrying at his waist was very familiar.

"Is the sword that this guest is carrying at his waist a 'Ming Sword'?"

Asked so abruptly by this middle-aged man, Han Ming nodded.

Unexpectedly, the man said excitedly as if he had encountered something incredible: "I don't know...... Could you please give me this 'Ming Sword'? ”

Han Ming was confused by this man, he was still talking about weapons just now, and in a blink of an eye, he asked himself to 'Ming Sword'.

Seeing that Han Ming didn't move, the middle-aged man immediately reacted and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was a little out of shape just now." ”

"What does this sword have to do with you?" Han Ming asked curiously, unloading the sword from his waist.

"The guests didn't know that this sword was the work of the first swordsmith of the Hundred Refining Mansion, and this swordsmith represented the highest level of sword casting at that time. “

Hearing this, Han Ming understood why he always had a special feeling, it turned out that his weapon had gone home.

"Guest, please wait here, I'll go and ask the chief right away. After speaking, without waiting for Han Ming's reply, he ran out like a fly, leaving Han Ming and Crazy Qi behind.

Han Ming was helpless, so he had to look everywhere, and hung large and small weapons on the wall, which were delicate and not messy, and they were placed very exquisitely.

Although the weather is slightly cold, but the house is very warm, this is the customer reception of Bailian Lu, just to isolate the noise of iron, and there is no discomfort here, I have to say, this is the heritage of the century-old store.

Han Ming found a table, beckoned him to sit down together, poured two cups of tea, and began to drink.

Strange to say, this Bailian Refining House is full of the smell of iron and fire, but the tea here is fragrant and attractive, and the contrast is too great.

Come to think of it, the people of Bailian Lu are not only reckless men with hammers.