The east of Qingyuan Town, in the whole Qingyuan Town, belongs to the old city, and there are many so-called dilapidated houses, and there are five places where the little demon wolf can be hidden.

Carefully looking at the map of the city taken from the center of Qingyuan Town, Wu Wei combed it through in detail, sketched a few suspicious places, three of these dilapidated mansions are located in Qingyuan Town, and they are still inhabited, while the remaining two have long been deserted, and there is still a short distance from this Qingyuan Town. Therefore, according to Wu Wei's plan, it is natural to check a few places in the city first, and then go to the northern suburbs.

It's just that there is still an hour before nightfall, Wu Wei is not in a hurry to go to one of the three places, but makes a downward turn, but the target is the southeast direction - where Bingwu Lane is located.

The southeast of this city is the smelting weapon place of Qingyuan Town, there are more than 10 smelting shops gathered in this small land, standing left and right along the streets and alleys, corresponding to each other, although there are not many people who come here, but it still forms the most "lively" street in this Qingyuan Town. There are so many smelting shops here, so they are responsible for nearly 80% of the custom weapon forging and 100% batch weapon production in the town.

At first, after Zhang Cheng mentioned hunting strange beasts, he reawakened the idea of wanting to create a land bead, although he was successfully promoted to the ordinary level team, but he also realized that the points required from the ordinary level to the professional level were far from the cost of being promoted to the civilian level, deducting the herbs they still had in their hands, plus the various entrusted herbal tasks in the later stage, in the next few days, at best, they could only enter the ordinary middle and lower levels, and as for entering the professional level, such a speed was far from enough.

In this way, there is only one way for them to use - hunting strange beasts to obtain a large number of points, so this land bead is indispensable for them.

The three unpopular materials that Di Hun Zhu needed, Qing Meteor Iron, the Alien Beast Blood of the Iron Armor Xuan Turtle, and the Iron Blood Lan Gen, although he only had the last one of these three materials, this could not be a reason to hinder him from coming to this Bingwu Lane. Of course, there is a more direct reason, that is, the Qing meteorite iron mined in this Qingyuan Town, except for the major families, the rest was bought by the blacksmith shop on this street, that is to say, this place is the only place where he can get the Qing meteorite iron.

Bingwu Lane, located in the corner of Qingchen by the ancient pool, when he walked for a short time, through a prohibition of heat isolation, Wu Wei immediately felt the temperature around him jump up sharply, the steaming heat, from the breath into the human body, at this time, the temperature outside the prohibition is about 234 degrees according to the body feeling, and the temperature here is more than 30. Of course, for Wu Wei, who is inflammatory, this temperature has long been accustomed to it, and there will be no discomfort in the slightest.

Stepping into this alley, you will be greeted by two large blacksmith shops, which are also the two largest smelting shops in Qingyuan Town. There were five or six blacksmiths on each side, and about a dozen of them were around the furnace where the flames were rushing, constantly pulling the bellows, and from time to time, they added some special accelerants to the furnace, so that the flames in the furnace emitted fluctuations of printing power.

To forge a blade, you must always pay attention to the firepower, grasp the weight and rhythm of the hammer, only in this way can the weapon created be regarded as a qualified blade.

Passing between the shops on both sides, Wu Wei walked all the way, listening to the tinkling sound of the hot iron, which was quite pleasant, and the long-term exposure to this high temperature made the skin of the people who struck the iron a little scorched, and almost all the iron shops hung a "royal" sign under the curtain, indicating that these iron shops were iron shops managed by calligraphers.

Looking at Wu Wei's figure slowly moving forward, many old blacksmiths occasionally glanced at a few times, even if they buried their heads in the work in their hands, their eyesight was no worse than those who repaired the seal, although Wu Wei's strength has improved a lot now, but the early stage of the four spins is not in their eyes, after all, like Shenglong, the people who came to build custom weapons in the early days of the four spins, that are very few, so only those apprentices who are still inexperienced are still enthusiastically soliciting Wu Wei, as if as long as their enthusiasm is enough, they can attract business。

Wu Wei didn't refuse, he chose a few shops and walked in, asked a lot of questions, from time to time, his eyes swept from the shop, and the master's demeanor and movements were all in his eyes, and when the street was almost over, he almost walked through half of the blacksmith shops, but when they saw the design drawings of the things that Wu Wei wanted to build, they shook their heads, or simply quoted the sky-high price, after all, this kind of uncommon shape of things for them, the effort to spend is far greater than its return, as for the Qing meteorite, it is in exchange for a lot of white eyes。

"You can go to the house at the end of the street. It was a very kind apprentice who pointed out to Wu Wei, "There is a sign hanging at the end of this street, you can follow the above to enter, that shop has no business, maybe it will take your order." ”

"Still, there's something weird about that man. After a pause, he said casually as if adding something.

Hearing this, Wu Wei nodded and thanked him, after all, it is now a little daughter-in-law to live, and it is a little bit to save a little, and the blood source crystal left by Zhang Jiajia is obviously no longer able to be exchanged, although the income on their hands is increasing day by day, but it is not allowed to be extravagant.

After walking for a while, Wu Wei's eyes finally stopped in front of a shop at the end of the street, but this shop did not have a "royal" sign, and the appearance seemed to be much more dilapidated than the other shops.

Seeing him standing at the door of the shop, the apprentices who were originally enthusiastic shook their heads and spat on the ground as if they had seen insects, "I took him for a long time, but I didn't think he was a poor ghost." Then he turned back and greeted the other guests. Wu Wei didn't pay attention to this 180-degree change in attitude, he came to build weapons, not to find service, what he needed more than a good attitude was high technology.

When he arrived, he noticed that the iron shop was very deserted, only a young looking master, and no apprentice, as the bellows were pulled, the wind swished into the furnace, and the flames in the furnace suddenly rose to the height. The man first burned the iron in the furnace until it was red, and then moved it to the big iron pier, and the hammer fell on the iron pier, and the right hand waved the main hammer to strike, and the left hand held the iron tongs, and the burned red iron kept rotating, forging it into a slender iron embryo, although he was the only one, but he was very skillful when he lifted and fell, as skilled as flowing water, and it was very pleasing to the eye.

Wu Wei didn't rush him, just stood dumbfounded, his eyes slightly falling on the movements of the shopkeeper.

Unconsciously, when the man made an iron sword, it was almost dusk, and he was actually standing and watching the whole process of him forging a sword, Wu Wei shook his head and smiled.

Taking a slight breath, the man was just about to sit down, but he unexpectedly found a shadow that had entered the store from the door, raised his red face, and happened to see Wu Wei standing outside, but he was slightly stunned.

"Guest?" the man asked, standing up, but unconfidently, the sweat of the waterfall hanging straight down from the red and blackened body, and the man wiped the sweat from his face with his hand and threw it on the ground.

He hadn't had a customer in his small shop at the end of the street for a long time.