Wei Xueying took Hua Zili all the way to a blacksmith shop named Wang Ji on the outskirts of the city, which was the place where the people of the rivers and lakes contacted the Temple of Killing Gods.

Wang Kee's blacksmith shop looks particularly strange in the village, although it is in the village, but the front door is cold, the houses are dilapidated, if it were not for the clanging sound of iron from inside, no one would have noticed that there were actually people living here.

Wei Xueying got off the horse, tied the horse with Hua Zili, and went to knock on the door.

After knocking on the door for a while, the sound of striking iron inside finally stopped, and with a "squeak", the dilapidated door was opened, revealing half of a face full of scars.

Wei Xueying was startled by this face, and quickly calmed down, although he had a scar on his face, he was definitely not a monster.

Hanako Ri was not so calm, and when she saw that face, she took a step back and almost screamed.

Through the crack in the door, you can see that the room is pitch black, faintly red-hot charcoal emitting red fire, and you can smell the unpleasant smell of burnt fur, all of which is strange.

"Who are you?" The man spoke, and his voice was extremely ugly, and it was an out-and-out duck voice.

"We're here to buy iron." Wei Xueying said.

"Ironware? Come on in. ”

As the man spoke, he opened the door completely, and Wei Xueying and Hua Zili could see it completely clearly, it turned out that this was an old man in gray, and his face was full of scars, as if he had been burned extensively, and he had been deformed to the extent that he couldn't close his eyes.

He was hunched over, one of his calves was gone, his trouser legs were tied in a knot, and he walked on a cane propped up under his armpits.

As soon as he entered the door, the old man closed the door tightly, Hua Zili was a little scared, and pulled Wei Xueying's arm tightly, for fear that something even more strange would emerge in this strange place.

"Young man, what ironware do you want to buy?" The old man asked.

According to Anu, this is their code.

"Uncle, I'll just buy one, not long, not short, not light or heavy, not black or white, but in stock?"

The old man smiled, revealing a mouthful of incomplete yellow teeth: "Yes, yes, it seems that the young man was introduced by an acquaintance." ”

"Yes, uncle, this is the sincerity I brought, you see, is it enough?"

With that, Wei Xueying took out a stack of silver tickets from her arms and stuffed them into his hands.

The old man took it, pointed his fingertips, and suddenly smiled, and his expression became even more hideous: "Enough, very enough!" ”

The Temple of Killing God is the largest killer organization in Northern Chu, their sects are all over Northern Chu, and they are all killing people, as long as they give the Temple of God Killing a task, and the silver is enough, there is no one in the world who they can't kill.

And here in the Imperial City, if you want to kill someone, you only need to prepare enough sincerity and come to this Wang Ji blacksmith shop to find the killer who takes over the task.

As a buyer, you'll only know who you're going to kill, not who the killer will be next, and they're mysterious and have strict rules and precepts.

The old man grinned, his face, which was a little stranger than the bell-ringer, full of distortions.

He trembled slightly and took the stack of silver tickets and stuffed them into his arms.

"Follow me." He said hoarsely, leading the way.

Although it was a small blacksmith shop, the old man actually took them around for a while, and it can be seen that there is a lot of hidden things in this blacksmith shop, and the stairs sometimes go up and sometimes down, and the small space seems to be full of secrets.

Hua Zili had never seen such a strange formation, so she was naturally a little scared, but fortunately, Wei Xueying was calm and comfortable, giving Hua Zili a lot of comfort.

Following her, Hanakori's nervousness and fear eased a lot.

The old wooden staircase creaked, and after walking for a while, the old man paused, and when they looked up, they saw a dirty wooden door, with an uneven slit, dim light inside.

The old man raised his hand and knocked on the door, the dull knocking sound echoed in the air, and Hua Zili's heart was pinched, he was afraid that as soon as the door opened, some strange monster would come out, it was really scary.

His heart was fluttering, as if sensing his nervousness, and Wei Xueying beside him gently shook his hand.

There was a heavy sound of footsteps behind the wooden door, and there was a "squeak", and there was no monster coming out of it, but a clean-looking girl poked her head out and asked, "Grandpa, what's the matter?" ”

"Nizi, there is a distinguished guest today, you have a good reception."

"Yes!"

The girl named Nizi took two steps back and opened all the doors, and the scene inside was not as Wei Xueying and Hua Zili imagined, it was a terrifying room, on the contrary, it was a simple girl's boudoir.

She led the two of them to sit down, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked while grinding: "Who is this little brother going to kill?" I will fly the pigeon for you, and in less than three days, you can do what you want to do. ”

Wei Xueying raised her eyes to look at Hua Zili, she originally thought that someone in this Wang Ji blacksmith shop would directly contact the guests who bought the murder, it turned out that they also relied on flying pigeons to pass on books.

"The person I want to kill is a girl named Qiu Xiang in King Ling's Mansion, as far as I know, she was just transferred to Princess Ling's side, and she should be found in the princess's courtyard." Wei Xueying is very integrated into her role as a young man, so she said in a rough voice.

The girl didn't raise her head: "Oh? How much grievance does this Qiu Xiang have with you, do you want to leave a whole corpse, or are there no bones? ”

"This seduces my brother and plays with him, I will kill her, but it is too cruel to have no bones, so it is better to keep the whole corpse. However, I don't want her to die too decently, just poison her, just send someone to kill her. Wei Xueying said.

She wanted to laugh in her heart, this temple of killing gods was really interesting, and she had her own choice.

Thinking about the original Tianmeng across the killer world, it relied on a ruthless force, as long as the target to be killed is determined, the more ferocious the better, and few people propose to keep what a beautiful whole corpse.

It is said that human nature is good, but Wei Xueying feels that human nature is evil.

Before the crossing, those buyers bought murder in a variety of strange ways, but it was nothing more than love killing, vendettas, or fighting for inheritance, etc., people's hearts were greedy and never knew how to be satisfied.

The girl wrote according to what Wei Xueying said, rolled up the note, and took out a black pigeon from an iron cage in the room, and stuffed the note into the bamboo tube at the pigeon's feet.

She opened a small door in the room for the pigeons to enter and exit, and pushed the pigeons inside.

"Okay, little brother, the person you want to kill is in the imperial city, this bounty has been received, and within three days, someone will definitely settle this matter." The girl said with a smile.

She looked like an ordinary girl, eleven or twelve years old, dressed in the coarse linen clothes that the people in the village penetrated, Wei Xueying looked at Hua Zili with deep meaning, and then got up to say goodbye.

As soon as he came out of Wang Ji's blacksmith shop, the old man closed the door with a "clang".

Wei Xueying pulled the coquettish flower pear, got on the horse, and left.

Seeing Wei Xueying and them walking away, Yun Mad stepped out of the shadows under the eaves on the side of the house, he was dressed in black, which looked particularly conspicuous in this daytime, although it was an ordinary style, the black clothes were ordinary, but when worn on Yun Mad body, he had an evil style.