Nie Feng's trip this time was very simple. With Liang Zhizi, the two of them didn't even drive the car. Because in that kind of town, it is still an ancient town with a long history. Suddenly a car from out of town will definitely attract the attention of other people. This matter is related to the matter of divine bones, and Nie Feng is still extremely careful.

"The young master has arrived." After the car stopped, Liang Zhizi was responsible for waking up Nie Feng.

Nie Feng glanced outside, it was already different from the prosperous and busy Yanshan City, where only green mountains and green waters were neighbors, and birds and flowers were companions. Not far away, there were a few old cattle basking in the sun, and it was sunset, and smoke was already rising in the direction of the town. All of them are poetic and picturesque, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Nie Feng and Liang Zhizi were the last to get off the bus, because they were not far from Yanshan City, so it didn't matter what time it was. There will be people who come here to enjoy a casual life.

But with such a beautiful view, Nie Feng didn't stop to listen to the crispness of the mountain spring hitting the stones. Didn't close your eyes and take a deep breath of fresh air.

He was now going to feel the blacksmith there as quickly as possible.

Walking into the town, although it is ready for night, but on the long and narrow stone road of the town, all kinds of tourists, walking in twos and threes, feeling the rare antique buildings.

Nie Feng and Liang Zhizi went separately to inquire about the location of the blacksmith, but at first there was no result. It seems that this blacksmith is really mysterious, and in the end he found almost the whole town, but still found nothing.

"Young master, I inquired over there, but there is no such person."

Nie Feng also shook his head, with his footsteps, it would not take him two hours to walk this town, he had deliberately slowed down just now, and still found no clues.

"Young master, did you say that person would trap us, there is no blacksmith named Lao Zuoren here." Liang Zhizi said with a frown.

"No, in that case, he wouldn't dare." Nie Feng didn't have a complete grasp of what he was doing, he would never make a move.

"Let's go, Shiko, let's go over there and have a look."

Nie Feng and Liang Zhizi walked in a hidden alley that they had never been to at the end, and there were few passers-by here. The people sitting at the doors of those ancient buildings were all ancient old men, looking at Nie Feng and Liang Zhizi, smiling mysteriously.

The night also turned dark, and the faint street lights were not for people with better eyesight. I couldn't see the surrounding buildings clearly, and there seemed to be a cold air coming out of the alley at the very end.

Liang Zhizi got closer to Nie Feng, afraid that something bad would happen here, so he would immediately help Nie Feng block it.

Of course, Nie Feng also felt it, but he didn't speak. This time, Nie Feng brought Liang Zhizi here, in fact, because Liang Zhizi was silent, but he was also the most stable, and he could stay calm in case of trouble.

The old men who were still sitting at the door disappeared all at once. Not only did Liang Zhizi feel a little scary at this time, but Nie Feng was also surprised.

"Young master, something is wrong." Liang Zhizi was next to Nie Feng, and both of them stopped and did not continue walking.

The road could still be seen, but now it was obscured by a layer of white smoke, and soon both of them could not see each other.

"Young master, be careful." Liang Zhizi felt a strong chill coming to his face, and something broke through the air.

Nie Feng also felt it, and not just from one direction. It's easy to deal with it by yourself, but now there is Liang Zhizi.

"Shiko, back." Nie Feng pushed Liang Zhizi aside and blocked it directly.

Although Liang Zhizi couldn't see Nie Feng's movements, he heard a few dings, and something was pierced. Liang Zhizi's heart was hanging, and he was afraid that Nie Feng had made a mistake.

"Shiko, concentrate." Nie Feng's calm voice passed through the fog and came to Liang Zhizi's heart, calming Liang Zhizi's flustered heart all of a sudden.

Although Liang Zhizi is not as good as Nie Feng, he can also hear the direction of things coming from with his eyes closed and his ears carefully pricked up. Liang Zhizi's weapon is also relatively simple, just a short blade. But it's easy to use, these should also be hidden weapons or something, and they can't help him.

The two of them didn't speak after that, and they relied on their own abilities to kill six generals after five levels without seeing it. Time passed in minutes, and Nie Feng and Liang Zhizi didn't know, waving their arms and flipping their bodies how many times.

Even if you are a powerful person, repeating two actions over and over again will have an impact. Nie Feng knew that Liang Zhizi was already struggling. He was thinking that he must come up with a way to break this damn place.

If Nie Feng hadn't miscalculated, this place should have been arranged. I didn't expect that in such a place, there would be anyone who understands this.

"Shizi, hold on." Nie Feng shouted, kicked the ground hard with both feet, and slowly opened the yin qi in his body, swimming to all the meridians of his body. Nie Feng, who was originally a hundred or dozens of catties, was assisted by nothing. Slowly rising through the thick fog. Take a look at the scene below.

It turned out that the fog was coming from inside a room, and there was still a fire burning there. I don't know what it burns, and it can make so much smoke.

But what surprised Nie Feng even more was that the old men he saw when he came in were actually next to the fire, adding things to it from time to time.

It should be this thing that makes the fog bigger and bigger. Next to the fire stood an unkempt man with his feet on a machine. On the top of the machine are many secret holes, dense and impossible to see.

The hidden weapon came out of this strange machine, and it only took one person to be there to activate several such machines.

"Shizi, take two steps to the left, then half a step to the right, jump on one foot, and then bend down and split." Nie Feng commanded in mid-air.

Liang Zhizi did it all, although he thought it was weird, especially the last split, which almost killed Liang Zhizi.

However, when Liang Zhizi finished this qiē, the dense fog miraculously disappeared, and a large house appeared in front of him. There is also a flag there, on which are written a few big characters of the old leftist iron shop.

"Young Master, I found it." Liang Zhizi shouted happily.

"I see it." Nie Feng stood silently beside Liang Zhizi without a sound at all. Although it was not the first time that Liang Zhizi had experienced such a situation, he was still taken aback.

Just as Liang Zhizi shouted, the door of the iron shop slowly opened. There were a few old people sitting in a row inside, and when they saw the two of them, they smiled.

Nie Feng and Liang Zhizi glanced at each other, stood at the door, and did not go in.

"Come on, young men, since you have seen through our schemes, of course you are the guest we are going to entertain." The old man sitting in the middle smiled the most kindly, but it was also the most chilling to look at.

Nie Feng and Liang Zhizi glanced at each other, but still didn't move.

"Who is the old left?" Nie Feng asked, although it was a bit thrilling, but at least he arrived first in front of Chen Gongzi. It's just that these people often play like this, and those tourists get this kind of treatment when they come here. Such a strange thing has never been reported to the outside world.

"You're not like those tourists." The old man spoke again, and Nie Feng and Liang Zhizi couldn't help but be surprised when they heard it. Could it be that this old man with a gray beard and a length to his chest could not read minds.

"Haha, old man Zuo, don't scare the rare doll." A scrawny old man sitting to the left of the old man on the left spoke, his voice was small, and he looked very tired, panting all the time. In the eyes of others, it is really an old man who is dying.

"Tsk, that's it, don't scare people away." The old man on the right was short, but round, and if he rolled on the ground, he would not resist it.

The unkempt man sat in the back with a man in a long gown, just watching them laugh.

"You're the old left-hand blacksmith?" Nie Feng's eyebrows furrowed together.

The old men glanced at each other, laughed, and applauded, probably praising Nie Feng.

"That's good, boy." The old man on the left said.

Nie Feng didn't want to get such praise, he just wanted to know if there was anything to be gained here.

"Hey, the young man is a guest when he enters the door, why don't you come and sit down first? As for what you want to ask, as long as the time comes, I will naturally tell you. The old man in the long robe opened the fan in his hand with a snap. A bright light flashed, and Nie Feng and Liang Zhizi subconsciously blocked it with their hands.

The fan was actually made of cold jade, and the fan surface was made of a material that looked very slippery. Nie Feng has seen a lot of good things, but he really can't say anything about this fan.

"Please, young man." Several old people have given way to the road, and if they don't go in again, it really won't be justified.

"Young Master." Liang Zhizi approached him and shouted.

"If they come, they should have no ill intentions, go in." Nie Feng didn't know if these old men were friends, but he was sure that they weren't enemies.

As soon as Nie Feng waved his hand, the momentum on his body became distant and profound, with vicissitudes and gloomy world. It's not different from those old people.

Liang Zhizi followed Nie Feng for a while, but he was still stunned by him. Even those old men unanimously nodded in appreciation behind Nie Feng's back.

Although this house is old, in Nie Feng's opinion, it is estimated that this is the only one in this ancient town that is really an ancient building, and the others are all made to look like it, but the time is indeed recent.

Walking into such an ancient house, I feel indescribable all over my body, as if it is very familiar. It's like a wanderer who has been away for a long time and finally returned home after a lot of hardships. For such feelings, Nie Feng would not be happy. It's so weird, it's my first time in this place.

"What are you doing while you are sitting?"

The old man on the left did not shy away at all, patted Nie Feng's shoulder, and smiled kindly. But there was something else in Liang Zhizi's eyes, because the thing that would also reveal in his eyes when he looked at Nie Feng was called respect.