On the streets of the county seat, people come and go. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info here, you can see players wearing novice uniforms. Players are busy on their own. Some are selling goods at stalls, and some are talking in groups. Some are running around.

Wang Chong asked Xiaohu where Uncle Fugen's blacksmith was. Xiaohu pointed to the northwest and said, "Uncle Fugen's blacksmith shop is in the commercial street of the county seat." Xiaohu led Wang Chong to the northwest. Along the way, Wang Chong paid attention to the surrounding environment.

Jufeng County is several miles away. It is equivalent to the size of a county seat in reality. There are many shops and houses in the city. The streets are open. The road is paved with stone slabs. From time to time there were ox carts, and horse-drawn carts passed by, making a clattering sound.

The two came to the shopping street. In front of me is an open square, the square is crowded with people, rubbing shoulders one after another, and the square is surrounded by all kinds of shops. Wang Chong paced towards the square, and he saw all kinds of colorful flags erected in the square. The left and right are separated by a clear distinction. Wang Chong looked at Xiaohu. Xiaohu rubbed his head blankly.

Wang Chong squeezed into the crowd and came under a colored flag. But I saw that this colored flag was embroidered with three big characters: Ming Xianzong. Under the flagpole stood four children, all with noble hair and wearing Taoist robes. Each Taoist boy holds one thing in his hand, and there is dust. Calabash. Cloud board. Wooden sword. The four Taoist children are divided into four corners, and one person sits in the middle. This person is forty or fifty years old, wearing a big red robe, wearing a Feiyun Dao crown, his eyes are slightly closed, and his hands are pinched.

Wang Chong came to the crowd and looked from afar, only to see a few players wearing novice uniforms, queuing up at a table under the flagpole. I heard someone in the crowd comment: "It's too expensive to learn a skill!" Thirty gold only learned a vertigo technique, which is still the lowest level. The stun lasts only one second and cannot be upgraded. It also costs thirty gold. Game companies are too good at making money. Then another man said, "What is this?" Back to Liumen over there, an attack skill is priced at 100 gold, I look at this game, big money can afford to play, I haven't even got a gold now! ”

Wang Chong shook his head, squeezed out of the crowd, pulled Xiaohu, and went to Fugen's blacksmith shop. Xiaohu took Wang Chong around a few alleys and came to a remote alley. There are only a few shops here, and due to the remote location, few people come here. Xiaohu led Wang Chong to a shop, which had no signboard, and there were several weapons, knives, guns and sticks next to the door.

Xiaohu stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened, and it was a young man in his twenties. He was dressed in a short coat with high curly sleeves, and his face was swarthy and full of energy. As soon as he saw Xiaohu, a happy smile appeared on his face. shouted loudly: "Little Huzi, why are you here?" He saw Wang Chong again, and there was a surprised expression on his face. Xiaohu said to the young man, "Brother Changxi, is Uncle Fugen here?" ”

The young man grabbed Xiaohu and walked towards the store. As he walked, he said, "My dad is at home." It's been a long time since you've been here. Be sure to spend a few more days here this time. Wang Chong followed them into the store. Walk through the cloister, the patio. Changxi led them all the way to the backyard.

Behind it is an iron-making workshop. There are several stoves. A man is on an anvil, and the soldiers are beating all kinds of utensils. I took them past the workshop for a long time and came to the back hall. When I entered the hall, I saw a middle-aged man about forty years old, sitting on the Taishi chair in the middle of the hall, holding a book in his hand, drinking tea and reading there.

Changxi led the two into the house, walked up to the middle-aged man, and respectfully shouted, "Dad." The middle-aged man put the book on the table and stood up. I was taken aback. I saw that this middle-aged man was about the same height as Uncle Fulai, about two meters, tall and thin, his face was black and red, and his eyes were not angry and arrogant. Wearing a blue robe, clean and tidy.

Xiaohu saw the middle-aged man, stepped forward to salute, and shouted affectionately: "Uncle Fugen, hello." Uncle Fugen nodded to Xiaohu, and then looked at Wang Chong: "You are the eternal pursuit!" My brother Fulai talked about you. You're here to find him, aren't you? Wang Chong replied, "Exactly." Uncle Fugen waved his hand and said, "Sit down." You must be tired all the way from Feifeng Village. I'll talk about that later. ”

My uncle and I pointed to Changxi and said, "This is a dog, called Fu Changxi." You are the same age, so you can take care of each other in the future. Wang Chong was thinking about Uncle Fulai in his heart, so he asked, "I don't know where Uncle Fulai is now?" Please also let Uncle Fugen know. Uncle Fugen's eyes showed a slight glint and said, "Brother Fulai has been to me. It's just that yesterday he set off for Black Wind Mountain to find the green-robed old monster. Wang Chong then asked, "Did Uncle Fulai go alone?" Uncle Fugen nodded, and Wang Chong clasped his fists and said, "I wonder if Uncle Fugen can give me some guidance on the road to Black Wind Mountain?" Uncle Fugen squinted, looked at Wang Chong, and smiled softly: "Are you afraid that Brother Fulai is in danger?" Wang Chong stepped forward and replied, "Exactly." Uncle Fugen took a few steps forward and patted Wang Chong's shoulder: "You can rest assured, with Brother Fulai's skills, the green-robed old monster can't help him." You wait here with peace of mind, and in less than half a month, he will definitely return. When Wang Chong heard him say this, he had to endure his eagerness.