Chapter Twenty-Eight, The Soldier
Zhiyi returned to the inn at the end of the day, half an hour later than the expected time of Red Flame, seeing Zhiyi's gloomy expression, Red Flame asked the reason, and she told the two Gu sisters and brothers.
Red Flame was familiar with the relationship between the characters in the three veins, and expected that most of the two of them were coming at him, and there would be a moment of face-to-face, and the matter of making arrows was imminent.
Ayinduo noticed that Red Flame's complexion had darkened, and he understood that the arrival of the two siblings was a threat, "Now that you have obtained the Xuanjin Iron, where is the arrow maker?"
"Chishui Field. ”
It is not surprising that the Chishui Field is a place where weapons are made, but its owner is Tianshan Hua's, if the arrowmakers are in the Chishui Field, doesn't it mean that they have to go to the jurisdiction of the Tianshan Mountains, which is undoubtedly a sheep into the tiger's mouth, which is extremely dangerous.
"The most powerful soldier in Chishui Field has the ability to turn scrap iron into magic, and the waste materials in the eyes of others fall into his hands, and he can forge first-class weapons, so he is an excellent candidate for making arrows. ”
Zhiyi: "I've heard of his name, and the Yao Ri Nine Serial Swords and Bamboo Swords he created are all famous weapons in the world, but didn't he go crazy and pass away?"
"He did go mad, but he didn't die, but he didn't have all the energy. Tianshan blocked the news of his loss of energy, publicized his death to the outside world, and actually sent him to Chishui Field. ”
Knowing the truth, Zhiyi showed pity, with a little sympathy.
Tianshan Chongwu, no matter how brilliant it once was, after losing energy, it will be recognized as a wasted person, not emotional, only looking at the level of energy, the three veins are such a cruel place.
"Can he help us?" Ayinduo wondered, even if he lost his energy, he was still from Tianshan, and helping them was tantamount to betraying Tianshan, and he would not want to do so.
Zhiyi took the words, "It's okay, I'll know after trying." ”
Chishui Field is heavily guarded, and it is not easy for outsiders to get in, so they wait for thousands of practitioners to go out.
Since the energy of thousands of practitioners has disappeared, the whole person is depressed and depressed and stained with gambling, every time he gambles, he must lose a fine light to enjoy himself.
On this day he lost again penniless, but he was not happy, and asked the gambling house to pay on credit.
So far, he has not paid back a thousand taels of silver to the gambling house, if he didn't know that he was from Chishui Field, he would have beaten him out, how could he be allowed to enter the door.
The old account is not new, and the account is difficult to borrow, so the gambling house naturally refuses to borrow him.
Qianlian is more than half a hundred years old, his hair is gray, unkempt, his clothes are white, and he sees that the gambling house is not credit, and he is shouting and crying on the ground.
The people around him were surprised, laughed at him for a while, and then ignored him.
Seeing this, Red Flame walked up to him and gave him ten taels of silver, and Qian Lianshou didn't even say thank you and returned to the table.
At first, he was lucky, he won dozens of dollars, and after a stick of incense, he began to lose money, and ordinary people often had to be cautious when they began to lose money, reducing the betting money, but he did the opposite, and threw all the money into it, and lost it all in the blink of an eye.
After losing the money, he was not annoyed or remorseful, but turned around and borrowed from Red Flame, who gave him another ten taels, but still did not thank him, and continued to lose, and so on five or six times.
For Zhiyi, who has never set foot in a gambling house, everything in the gambling house is extremely novel, the sound of shaking dice, and the shouts of gamblers are all tempting her.
Red Flame inadvertently glanced at Shangzhi Baba, and picked the smallest amount of silver to give her a few small bets.
Zhiyi didn't dislike it, and after receiving the silver, he couldn't wait to make it up to the gambling table.
At this time, Qian Lianshou had lost all the hundred taels of silver, Fang was satisfied, walked in front of the red flame, scratched his back and said, "If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, what are you looking for me?"
Actually, the two are old acquaintances.