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After coming out of the Kunlun Ancient Vein, Dongfang Ziyan followed Miao Qing to the Xingyue Ghost Domain, where he cultivated for more than half a year before leaving the frontier and coming to Daliang Town in the Gayana Domain, and thus to the Artisan Village.

Time back to the present, at this moment, the square in the center of the craftsman village is lit up with lights, the red lanterns are connected, and the square is lit up red when the night comes, the villagers move their tables to the square, and every household brings their own good dishes, as well as the fine wine that has been treasured for many years, and the busy figure is more lively than the festival and the New Year.

Only Lao Tie and Dongfang Ziyan cowered at a table in the center, facing the table full of good wine and food, looking at each other, without speaking, just watching silently. Six hours ago, the atmosphere in the village was completely different from now, and it was about ten o'clock in the morning when two "uninvited guests" suddenly appeared in the village.

These "uninvited guests" are three meters tall, with long bronze bladed claws and teeth, and even stones can be easily bitten, and later everyone learned that it was the spirit hunt that the Black Stone Demon Clan scattered into the Central Plains, these two seemed to have come to the craftsman village by mistake after falling behind, and they had not eaten for many days, and their movements were a little weak.

They first came to Lao Tie's house in the east of the village, when Lao Tie and Ziyan were smelting iron and striking iron, tired and sweaty, the two monsters rampaged in, and pounced on Ziyan, wanting to tear Ziyan to pieces and fill his hunger, Ziyan immediately rolled on the spot and dodged, because there was no strength, the two Lingjia could not do a rapid attack, so they pounced, when they were ready to rush to Lao Tie again, Dongfang Ziyan held the long sword that was just about to be quenched with both hands, and plunged into the quenching furnace, The furnace burning with a purple-red high-temperature flame suddenly sparked, Dongfang Ziyan overturned the quenching furnace with his strange power, and the fuel poured out violently, falling on the bodies of the two Lingjiao, and suddenly the fire burned the body of Lingjiao, the scale armor that was stronger than steel glowed black under the burning of the flame, and the two Lingjia howled in pain, and the sound attracted everyone in the village, and the village chief took the lead. In the end, the two spirit hunters were not burned to death, but were pierced through the skull by the village chief with a long sword before they died, imagine if these two spirit hunters came to the village in the middle of the night, or did not have Dongfang Ziyan's alert and correct response, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Fushun, this time you saved the lives of the whole village, you have to drink a few more bowls of wine tonight, you see this is the Danyang aging wine when I got married forty years ago, it is fragrant." Grandma Muraxi slowly put a jar of wine in front of Ziyan and Lao Tie, and said with a smile.

"Grandma, you're so polite!" Dongfang Ziyan was speechless for a while, but he didn't know what to say.

"Fushun, this is my squirrel fish, you can eat more!" A young girl from the village came up.

"Fushun! This is my family's chestnut roast chicken! ”

"This is my vegetarian roast goose, you can taste it!!" One after another, young girls brought the dishes over, catching Dongfang Ziyan off guard, but fortunately, Lao Tie shouted, "The village chief is here!" They dispersed in a hurry, and then the villagers began to prepare for their seats, and the village chief slowly walked to the center of the village, holding a long, long ······· In the speech, when the village chief just appeared in the sight of Lao Tie and Dongfang Ziyan, the two of them lowered their heads helplessly, because they knew that the village chief was going to start a tirade, and it was an hour to say it.

"Good evening everyone, everyone came here to gather together, I think we know what it is for, that is, to reward the hero ———— Wang Fushun who saved our craftsman village, if it weren't for his courage during the day today, our whole village would have been attacked by demons, first let us applaud and express our gratitude!" The village chief made a simple start, and then started to applaud, and the people in the village also applauded together, shouting the name Yan loudly, and Ziyan also stood up and waved to everyone and expressed his gratitude.

After Ziyan sat down, his eyes came into contact with Lao Tie again, the village chief began to speak, everyone listened attentively, Dongfang Ziyan touched his hungry stomach, looked at the exquisite dishes in front of him, swallowed his saliva, Lao Tie drank wine on the side, squinted at him, Ziyan quietly asked, "Can you start eating?" The dishes are cold. ”

"The village chief hasn't finished speaking, won't it be rude?" Lao Tie said secretly.

"We're here, as long as we lower our heads, the village chief probably won't be able to see it······" Ziyan whispered again, and showed a treacherous expression.

"That's right." Lao Tie suddenly realized, then the two of them looked at each other again, and at the same time looked back at the village chief, quickly turned around, lowered his head and silently took a chicken leg from the plate, and the wine bowl was full of Danyang aged wine.

The time passed quickly, and it was already midnight in a blink of an eye, and the villagers were also drunk for a long time, and most of them were unconscious, especially the village chief, who was fighting with Lao Tie and several other old drunkards, and was now holding his shoulders and calling him brother, Lao Tie also looked a little drunk, Dongfang Ziyan also drank a lot, and his head was already lying on the table.

"You guys, you usually claim to be massive, how many catties of wine have you drunk like this? Feed!! Brat!! Lao Tie pointed to the drunken unconscious guys around him, and patted the table in front of Ziyan again, but no one responded to him.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the light of the lanterns on the square flickered, as if it was about to be extinguished by this cold wind, and this gust of wind also made Lao Tie's head a little clearer, he rubbed his red eyes, and saw that all the people in the square were drunk and lying on the table, and the village chief, who was still talking beside him just now, also lay down, and his eyes were attracted by the only person sitting upright at the table in front of him. The man was wearing a blue sleeved robe and long hair, and he sat quietly opposite Lao Tie, without speaking, smiling.

"Don't laugh at the farmer's wine, guest." Lao Tie raised the wine bowl and said loudly, his voice echoing in the quiet square.

"How long are you going to live here, and you rely on alcohol to numb yourself every day, is it interesting?" The person who came said stiffly.

Lao Tie was silent for a long time, drank the bowl of wine violently, and then said sharply: "Ximen stop water!" When will you teach me a lesson? I've quit your Slayer Alliance, let me live in peace!"

"I haven't seen you for so many years, Aurora treats you as an old friend, but I still treat you as a rotten person." Simon Zhishui's tone was filled with deep contempt.

"Thanks to your Ximen Zhishui's boasting, I Tie Qiusheng feel supreme honor, say, what do you want to do when you come to me?" Lao Tie said expressionlessly, if it weren't for the fact that everyone at the scene was hypnotized by Ximen Zhishui, this sentence would probably cause a sensation in the audience.

Tie Qiusheng, who is Tie Qiusheng? He is the first "ghost and god craftsman" in the history of the human race, has been taught by the souls of ancient masters, the collector and integrator of the book "Thirteen Artifacts", and the teacher of Frey, the "Mechanical Emperor" of the Luban Guild, a well-deserved originator of alchemy machinery, and a figure who is regarded as the ancestor in the eyes of all craftsmen in the world, who would have thought that Lao Tie would be this legendary person?

"I'm here today, not only to see you, but also to ensure the safety of this kid." The West Gate stops the water, sits still, and is as steady as the water.

"This kid, you mean him?" Lao Tie pointed to Dongfang Ziyan who had fallen asleep and said.

"Yes, he's the grandson of the bones."

"But he didn't have any courage in him."

"He was destroyed by the Black Stone Demon Clan, but he survived." Simon Zhishui said.

"Yin and yang, this is what Hong Jun once did." Tie Qiusheng said with some dumbfounded.

"There is news from the Weasel Department that this place has been attacked by Lingjiao, according to the investigation of the Weasel, Dongfang Ziyan should be here, so I will come and see if Dongfang Ziyan survived this surprise attack." Ximen Zhishui was still expressionless, and seemed to dislike talking to Tie Qiusheng very much.

"I knew you were keeping an eye on me." Tie Qiusheng said.

"Get out of here, this place is no longer safe, take Dongfang Ziyan and go to Taohuawu, this kid will have a great job in the future." After Ximen Zhishui finished speaking, he stood up, and it seemed that he was leaving.

"Same as I thought." Tie Qiusheng said lightly, "My birthday is over." ”

"You're wrong, you've never had a day of peace, and your weapon is still hidden, even though you say you've laid it down." After Ximen stopped the water, he jumped into the sky lightly and gradually disappeared into the vast night sky. Lao Tie looked in the direction he left and didn't say anything.