145 Master Hauge

In the strange building, Hauge was choosing forging equipment for Feng Wentian, and others were surprised to see the dwarves and humans together. There are many shops in the strange building, and this is a appliance specialty shopping mall, where strong buyers can be seen everywhere.

A hammer with a thunder pattern, a hammer with a flame pattern, a forging furnace, and a few strangely shaped things, these are the basic tools for forging that Feng Wentian uses.

In the shopping mall, many sellers knew Haoge and greeted him warmly, Haoge smiled, and left the strange building with Feng Wentian and others.

"From today onwards, you will live in my house, and I, your forging master, the rest of you are free." Hauge looked at Feng Wentian, and then looked at the others and said sternly.

"Can you give me a reason, I don't think you can teach me forging just because of my father's relationship, not to mention that the dwarf forging technique is never passed on." Feng Wentian asked.

"Go home and say. There is a lot of people here, beware of the walls with ears. Hauge said, taking them back to the house to solve the confusion of the wind and the sky, but before he could solve the puzzle, he slapped the prisoner dwarf in the face: "It's silence, I don't want to break into the world anymore, but I hope you find silence and can destroy it, this is my father's last wish." ”

Feng Wentian looked at the prisoner dwarf who had fainted on the ground, and was a little suspicious.

"You don't have to worry, I originally slaughtered this miscellaneous with my own hands, but for the sake of the face of the dwarven ancestors, I gave him some thin noodles, now he has an IQ of only three years old, even in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a fool of the dwarf clan, but this effect can last for three years at most, and after three years, if you can find silence, I can use it to destroy the miscellaneous memories." Hauge pointed to the wind as he spoke: "Early tomorrow morning, I will start the special apprenticeship ceremony of the dwarf clan, and you can move freely today." Hauge turned around and left, leaving only Feng Wentian and the others with messy minds.

"It's a good thing Hauge isn't an enemy, otherwise we'd all make him a fool." Bei Ying Xue sighed.

In the early morning of the next day, on a lonely mountain in the west of Vena City, Feng Wentian and a few people looked at the strange scenery in front of them.

In front of their eyes is a large drum with a plate of roast chicken, and on both sides of the drum, there is a one-person high rockery, and a picture of a door god is pasted on the rockery. In a moment, Hauge came with two jars, and he asked Feng Wentian to drip three drops of blood on the roast chicken, and then used a knife to split the roast chicken in two, and put half of the roast chicken in one jar.

The two wine jars were placed on the drums, and Hauge picked up the incense burner prepared in advance from the ground, lit it, handed it to Feng Wentian, and instructed: "Take the incense burner and face the drum for two hours, and then light a three-meter-long special incense stick, and when the incense is over, it will wake me up." With that, Hauge stepped aside to rest.

The wind asked the sky to do everything, and after some tossing, it was already sunset, and they never thought that a three-meter-long incense stick would burn for six or seven hours.

Feng Wentian woke up the sleeping Haoge, and Haoge took the roast chicken out of the wine jar, and the chicken had a strong aroma of wine, which made people's mouths water.

Hauge held up the roast chicken and made a strange move, his arms like snake dances, and then an even more bizarre scene appeared. I saw him tear off the two door-like pictures on the rockery and wrap the roast chicken, and with a poof, the pictures burned.

"Feng Wentian, are you willing to worship me as a teacher to learn forging?" Haoge asked with his back to Feng Wentian, and before Feng Wentian could speak, Haoge nodded and said, "Well, I know, since you are willing, then eat this half of the chicken, and in this way, the apprenticeship ceremony will end." ”

Feng Wentian was speechless, he didn't say anything, in fact, he didn't have any interest in forging, just casually said, Haoge's actions were regarded as forcing him to learn from his teacher, Feng Wentian had the heart to resist but had no intention of resisting, no way, who let Haoge's strength be far above him.

It's not a bad thing to learn one more craft, Feng Wentian comforted himself so much, half a chicken went down, and Feng Wentian, who was not strong enough to drink, was so drunk, taking duck steps, and with the help of Shui Qing, he staggered down the mountain.

146 Basic Course in Blacksmithing

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are shiringing, insects are chirping, and in the courtyard of Hauge's house, Feng Wentian beats a piece of iron beside the forging furnace. The sound is crisp, like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, and soon, the sound of striking is like hitting a bell.

"Smash this piece of iron into a cube and call me again." These were the words Hauge said when he handed him the irregularly shaped piece of iron the size of his palm.

Hauge was extremely harsh with Feng Wentian, and he forbade Feng Wentian to use a trace of natural energy, so Feng Wentian relied on brute force to beat the iron.

At first, Feng Wentian could still master the rhythmic percussion, but gradually, his hammer technique began to be chaotic, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and the originally ugly shape of the iron block was smashed by him even more ugly.

Sweat rolled down his cheeks and dripped to the ground, and he was a little annoyed, not understanding why Hauge wouldn't let him burn the iron in the forging, he thought the red-hot iron was easier to beat.

Mai Ma Ya, Ke Meng, and Bei Mingxue stared at the panting wind and asked the sky, Ke Meng couldn't get used to it, and criticized in a milky voice: "Oh, how can you beat like this, you're so stupid." ”

"No, no, brute force is not enough."

"You have to pay attention to the malleability of the iron."

"Alas, what are you stuffing in your head, is it a rice bowl, stupid, I'll show you the bridge, you learn a little." Ke Meng couldn't look at it, snatched the hammer from Feng Wentian's hand, and knocked the iron in a good way.

"Hitting the iron with brute force will only aggravate the shape of the iron, when beating, pay attention to the position of the hammer and the method of tapping, do you think, how to make this piece of iron into a cube?"

Ke Meng stopped tapping and looked at Feng Wentian, Feng Wentian shook his head, Ke Meng didn't say a word, took the hammer and knocked it heavily on the edge of the iron, the edge collapsed a little, and then, Ke Meng turned the iron half a circle, and began to tap lightly near the beating, at first, I couldn't see anything, slowly, this piece of iron really appeared some edges and corners, and immediately, Ke Meng shifted the hammer while beating, and so on and over for more than ten minutes, the first relatively smooth surface of the iron appeared in front of them.

"Understood, when you knock, you must imagine that the iron in front of you is a cube and then, you have to think about how to reduce it without destroying the shape of the cube, only in this way can you make the iron into a cube, by the way, pay attention to the malleability of the iron." Ke Meng handed the hammer to Feng Wentian, this time, Feng Wentian is no longer a blind man touching an elephant for this piece of iron, Ke Meng's explanation made him enlightened, only when he saw the structure of the whole piece of iron, did he understand how to start.