"Goddor, is this it?" Looking at the blacksmith in full swing, I said with some spirit.

Godor said in a humble voice: "Little man, this is it, this old thing cheated me out of my money." ”

The old thing that Godor was talking about was an old walking corpse hammering in front of an anvil, and his already curled hair had become curled and his rotten flesh had been roasted by the stove, which made his already slender figure even more squirming.

But just such an old thing, holding a hammer of dozens of catties is like holding a chicken feather, and I don't see any discomfort at all, and the fight is called a spirit, just like a special dead wood in spring and old trees blooming.

However, regardless of whether this old thing is not old or not, this one is smashed today.

Before I walked to the shelves in two or three steps, the dazzling array of armor and weapons made me swallow the saliva that didn't exist, what a profiteer, so many fine armor don't know how many good boys like Godor who are "kind and simple" can save enough.

Today, I'm going to tear off this old thing's hypocritical mask and leak the filth in his heart before everyone's eyes.

Pick up a silver glittering two-handed broadsword and wave it twice, it really suits me very well, well, it's just this sword, you must take it down.

I whispered in my heart, and then said very casually: "Boss, how can this sword be sold?" ”

Hearing my question, the old blacksmith raised his head and said indifferently: "A gold coin, no counteroffer." After saying that, he buried his head and began to beat again.

I turned my head to look at Winters, only to see him nod slightly, and now I have a bottom in my heart, it seems that this two-handed broadsword is not false.

However, this is only one gold coin, which is still half the two gold coins that Godor was pitted, and maybe another shield and armor.

Thinking of this, I picked out a half-human-tall shield and a breastplate that could protect my chest from the shelf, "Boss, what about these two?" ”

The old blacksmith raised his head again, but this time he didn't quote directly, but whispered "Huh" before saying: "It turns out that the old guest has arrived, in this case, the sword and shield chest guard will count you as a total of two gold coins." ”

I glanced at Winters, who was nodding his head like a chicken pecking rice, in amazement, and knew that this old thing not only did not offer indiscriminately, but also seemed to have discounts, and I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, could it be that this old thing has changed its sex, and should not be a "bandit" and a "philanthropist"?

No, it must be because we have a lot of hearts. Soon, I found a reason to "eat white food".

"Okay, in that case, then I'll take my leave." After getting our hands back, I wasn't in the mood to talk to the old fellow, so I walked out of the blacksmith shop with three things in my arms.

"Wait a minute, haven't you paid yet?" The old blacksmith turned and spared the anvil, and then caught up with me with a lunge.

I pretended to be surprised and said, "Isn't the money already paid?" Why do you need money? ”

"Ahh Now it was the old blacksmith's turn to be surprised, and after thinking for a long time, he didn't think when I would pay, "That...... I can't remember that. The old blacksmith was a little empty when he spoke.

I looked up at Nugdal with my chin and said, "Well, that's what the stupid big guy paid." ”

"Him?" The old blacksmith said suspiciously, "Didn't he buy weapons for the only five gold coins he had?" Where did he earn two gold coins in such a short period of time? ”

Damn, this old thing really knows that Godor only has five gold coins, what a profiteer, not only fraudulent, but also set out how much money Godor has, it is really unbearable.

I wasn't going to go around in circles with this old guy anymore, so I said directly: "Where did you get the two gold coins?" Today I'll tell you where Godor got the two more gold coins. ”

As I spoke, my voice raised a lot, "Come on, come on, look at the three knives you sold to Goddor, this material is made of fine iron at most, this workmanship, I have never seen such a rough one, just this you are embarrassed to ask for five gold coins, Lao Tzu has already asked someone, three gold coins will be up to the sky." ”

As the saying goes, don't do bad things on weekdays, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, I roared out of my voice, and the old blacksmith immediately stopped cooking, and said resignedly: "Have you found someone to identify?" He said it was only worth three gold coins? ”

Looking at the old blacksmith's "weak heart", I couldn't help but smile, sure enough, the plan for me to replace Winster to get justice for Godor is feasible, hum, after such a long time, we have long been yearning for this kind of pretending to be a slap in the face.

It finally happened today, and it feels great.

However, things have developed far beyond my expectations.

"Damn, who gave you an appraisal, you call him for me." Suddenly, the old blacksmith howled in such a loud voice that it almost burst my eardrums, and with a shudder, the cuirass of the sword and shield in his arms fell to the ground, and my toes were almost flattened.

It was really heart-wrenching, I really couldn't say a word, I just gasped hard.

The old blacksmith didn't care about the accident caused by his roar, he pointed at me and continued to scold: "I want to see if a steel knife with Mithril is worth only three gold coins, and if I don't think that stupid big man is pitiful, can I sell it to him for just five gold coins?" This is good, Lao Tzu is kind-hearted, why is Quan Special treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, ah? ”

After listening to the old blacksmith's words, I was stunned and added Mithril? This special thing actually added Mithril, didn't the **** Winster say that it was only made of fine iron, why did the word Mithril appear?

In a daze, I couldn't help but look towards the door, but there was nothing but a big signboard, and Winster and Carol all disappeared.

I turned my head sluggishly, and the old blacksmith who was panting like a cow said sluggishly, "Is this really Mithril added?" ”

"Huh? Still don't believe me? Come on, I'll let you see if this is Mithril added. As he spoke, the old blacksmith took the broadsword from Goddor's hand, and took me by the hand and walked towards the anvil from which he had struck.

Bang dang!

The blade slashed through the half-finished product on the anvil, and the long sword like a black iron pimple fell in response, and the fracture was as smooth as washing.

"Come on, come on, look at this gap." The old blacksmith picked up half of the long sword that had fallen to the ground and said.

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"Come, come, listen to the voice." The old blacksmith flicked the blade of his sword, and there was a clear sound.

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"Come on, come on, look at this pattern again." The old blacksmith almost didn't shove the broadsword into my eye.

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