Paragraph 75 That's a Long Story ("Dirty Ass")

149 Immortal Heaven

Feng Wentian did not give in, and the meaning of his words already showed his hatred for the people who had been rude to him before. Feng Wentian pointed his little finger at the dwarf who was no longer on top of the mountain, revealing a trace of panic, and said coldly: "If you want to blame, blame him, of course, if you try to block our way, I don't mind, anyway, your union is nothing more than that." I don't mean to generalize, but to say everyone, if there is such a garbage in the trade union, if it is not removed in time, and it is still a treasure, I am a little skeptical that the trade union here is the kind of place that specializes in cultivating social scum. ”

The wind asks the sky like a poisonous tongue, and the words are like needles, and everyone in the union feels an indescribable pain in their hearts. Feng Wentian stopped, turned around and looked at them indifferently: "What, I want to kill people and kill people?" ”

"No, Xiaoyou misunderstood." The white-haired dwarf suddenly walked towards the dwarf boy who attacked the wind and the sky, and the old dwarf reached out and pulled out a pendant from under the dwarf boy's neck, and shouted at him: "Mo Qing, don't get out yet!" ”

Feng Wentian smacked his lips: "Oh, is it showing me, driving Mo Qing out of the union during the day, and quietly bringing it back at night, do you think I'm stupid, it's too naΓ―ve." If the union has the intention to kick Mo Qing out of the union, it should be announced to the whole city, everyone knows about it, and it is right to set an example, isn't it? ”

Only then did people understand that the seemingly five- or six-year-old child in front of him was not as simple as it seemed, he was angry in the trade union, calmly handled the matter, and unconsciously, people felt helpless, it turned out that the inner world of this child is comparable to that of an adult!

"Give you three hours to deal with this matter, so that you can make concessions, and the union doesn't need to apologize to us publicly, but I hope that the union can come to Hauge's house to apologize, how about it?" Feng Wentian made concessions, and sometimes, talking about a certain dispute would add fuel to the fire, and he didn't want to create worries for himself.

"Since the little friend is willing to turn big things into small things, and small things into small things, the old man is willing to do it." The old man said, took out a piece of processed wood from his body, handed it to Feng Wentian with a large wooden board, and smiled: "This is the old wooden card, if there is something in the future, you can call me through this wooden card, introduce yourself, the old man is immortal, it is the vice president of the union, all the matters that Xiaoyou said today, Lao Yu will do it in person, today, I will give Xiaoyou a satisfactory answer." ”

"That junior, Feng Wentian, thank you to the seniors here, the juniors retired first." Feng Wentian laughed, inadvertently glanced at Mo Qing, who was pale, from the corner of his eyes, and left the union with wheat mark.

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Feng Wentian's unpredictable methods of doing things made Mai Ma Ya smack, and similarly, it also made her feel some good for him, if it weren't for Feng Wentian's first appearance today, Mai Ma Ya believed that she must have been scared to cry.

When he got home, Feng Wentian began the forging work, the percussion sound was like a symphony, and the fiery red iron pieces were flattened by him one after another, and then the difficulty of the work increased, that is, the seamless combination of fine iron.

"Give me the hammer and I'll teach you." Ke Meng ran out of the house and took his hammer, Ke Meng showed her hammer technique.

At first, Ke Meng stacked the tail ends of the two iron pieces, and then struck them with an iron hammer, every time a hammer was smashed, she would take a look at the iron pieces, and so on hundreds of times, the assembly of the two iron pieces was completed, but there was an obvious gap between the iron pieces. Feng Wentian didn't bother Ke Meng, Ke Meng continued to demonstrate, beads of sweat cut down her face, Feng Wentian felt for the first time that the dwarves were so attractive.

Her coiled purple hair was wrapped in a wet towel, a pair of pale blue pupils stared intently at the iron piece, and every time she swung the hammer, her delicate body was fed and trembled once, which showed that the strength of her swing had almost reached the limit.

Dangdangdang......

An hour later, the half-finished sword body was thrown into the forging furnace, Ke Meng took out the sword body with tweezers, and began to strike while the iron was hot, this time, the hammer hit the gap between the iron pieces The strength was large and small, Feng Wentian stared at the gap that gradually disappeared thoughtfully, and it disappeared in half an hour, and the seamless combination of the sword body was finally made.

Poof......

Ke Meng threw the sword body into the watery iron bucket, and the billowing white smoke instantly came out, and there was another important work next, that is, the refining of the sword hilt.

"There are many forms of sword hilts, the most common is a combination of a rectangular piece of iron and an iron bar, so we start with the most basic." Ke Meng handed the hammer to Feng Wentian, then turned around and took out a mold from the house. This mold is a steel pipe, and the reason why it is called a mold is because molten iron is poured into the steel pipe, and when it cools, the appearance of the iron rod will appear.

There is a mechanism on the steel pipe, which is a button, and if you press it, the steel pipe will be split in two, and in this way, the formed iron rod will be taken out. On the inner layer of the steel pipe, there is a layer of high-temperature resistant mucosa made by the dwarves, which can prevent the molten iron from solidifying with the steel pipe, in other words, every time the iron rod is made, a layer of mucosa must be coated in the steel pipe.

"Can't sticks be made by hand?" Feng Wentian asked.

"Yes, but the forger must have natural energy, and my father can't help you with handcrafting, after all, he is not a natural ability." Ke Meng's words made Feng Wentian stunned.

"Could it be that the family doesn't know that Hauge is a natural powerhouse? Why did Hauge hide it? Originally, Feng Wentian felt that Haoge taught him to forge only in words, which was a test for him, but after Ke Meng said this, Feng Wentian once again doubted: "How did Haoge and my father meet, why is he willing to let me know that he is a natural ability as an outsider, but hide it from his family?" ”

Time passed minute by minute, and after a while, news came from the outside world that Mo Qing of the Dwarf Craftsman Union was expelled, and from now on Mo Qing was forbidden to step into the Dwarf Craftsman Union for half a step, and the reason also explained that it was because Mo Qing inexplicably beat a human race in front of the dwarves of the whole union in the union, just because the appearance of this human race made Mo Qing feel uncomfortable, at this moment, the whole city was boiling, especially the human race, they felt insulted and planned to protest to the dwarf clan in groups.

Immortal Heaven visited, Haoge received, Immortal Heaven continued to appreciate Feng Wentian's courage in the eyes of Haoge's family, and at the same time threw an olive branch to Feng Wentian, and welcomed Feng Wentian to join the Dwarf Craftsman Guild at any time, not only that, Immortal Tian also brought Feng Wentian a bunch of good things.

Haoge glared at the wind and asked the sky, but the immortal sky protected the calf, which made Haoge cry and laugh angrily: "You stinky boy, if you don't care about you for a day, you will get into trouble, hurry up and accompany the vice president." ”

Feng Wentian apologized to Immortal Heaven as if I was a good apprentice, and Immortal Tianle was happy: "Little friend, you humans are going to rebel against our dwarf race, although it is not our union, but this last dirty ass is still thrown by you, presumably you have already planned how to wipe this ass." ”

"That's right, tomorrow afternoon, in the human settlement, I'm going to fight with Mo Qing."