I also thought of this and saw the tinsmith.

In addition to thinking of the task and the paper man, Zhang Feng also thought that his elixir was available, and the ghost fragments were also second-order, so could he try to find another weapon?

Or upgrade your weapon? ’

Zhang Feng thought about it, and was going to wait for the tinsmith's job to finish, so he asked him to see if there was a blacksmith nearby.

After all, when they walk the streets and alleys, they must pay some attention to the people who are 'near'.

At the same time, as the container is poured, a new aluminum pot is baked, cooled, sprinkled with water, and polished.

After the tinsmith finished his work, he was very idle, leaned on the burden of the cart behind him, and rested with a cigarette.

Zhang Feng saw it, turned around and went to a small shop on the road, glanced at it, and bought a box of three or five.

This is a high-grade cigarette this year, and the imported Hilton can't compare to it, and the only thing that can suppress him is the canned red panda.

But there is no one in this store, and you can only see it in big shopping malls, and there are very few of them.

Zhang Feng came back with two boxes of cigarettes, put one box in his pocket, took the other box to the tinsmith, opened it, flicked the bottom of the box with his fingers, popped one out, and let him go.

"The master inquired about something."

"What's the matter?" The tinsmith glanced at the cigarette case first, then immediately got up and politely stretched out his hand to take it, "Boss, you said." ”

"That's us." Zhang Feng glanced at it, "Where is our old blacksmith shop?" ”

"Hit what?" The tinsmith subconsciously asked, instinctively picked up his small steel column, and suddenly scolded himself in his heart.

This boss is obviously asking about things, how can he practice it.

"There is a street facing west.." The tinsmith glanced at the tool, as if checking whether the grip was loose, and then put down the tool naturally, and pointed to the north, "I see that there are a few masters there who have shops. Where is the boss going? ”

"Thank you." Zhang Feng replied with a smile, and saw his embarrassment, so he didn't say much, put down the whole box of cigarettes in his pocket, turned around and left.

"Boss.." The tinsmith shouted, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and then at the wooden stick on Zhang Feng's waist, "You are a knife, right?" ”

Zhang Fengbu paused for a moment and turned to look.

The tinsmith smiled and arched his hand, "If you really want to spend a lot of money, a big price to do it, or recast it, then I'll tell you personally."

It's just that the person I was afraid of just now was too expensive, and you thought it was expensive, and it was like I took your cigarettes and gave you back. That's why I'm telling you about that street.

But just now, seeing your posture of giving good cigarettes, you will give good cigarettes, I feel that you should not be short of money. I'll just mention this one more. ”

Zhang Feng didn't deny it, nor did he nod, "What did the master say?" ”

"You'll show me the knife first?" The tinsmith asked carefully, "I have to judge first, and if the person I said can't do it, you don't have to run away in vain." ”

Zhang Feng thought about it for a while, and saw that the child next to him was playing in the distance, and there was no one nearby, so he pulled out the Tang knife and handed it to him.

The tinsmith picked up his knife, shook it, lit a cigarette with a lighter, and took a sip.

Look at it a little.

He tapped the blade with his finger again, and the 'dignified' sound was thick.

The soot fell out.

"The skill of this knife has been made to the top... In ancient times, it was the hand of a famous sword master.."

As he spoke, he stood up and shook the ashes before handing the knife back to Zhang Feng,

"Master, if you really want to go back to the furnace or recast, you go to Daqing Street in the exchange market to find an old man surnamed Xu, that's my master, let him help you take a look again.."

When he said this, he was a little embarrassed, "It's just that when you come to him, remember to tell him that I introduced the business." I don't want him to earn wages and not know that it's his apprentice's work."

The tinsmith didn't mean anything else, he just felt that of course people would know about doing good deeds.

If not, who knows that it was his business.

"Don't worry." Zhang Feng also laughed because he heard a bounty prompt.

'Bounty Mission: Deliver news to the tinsmith and visit the old blacksmith in the market'

Current number of rings: 3

'Reward: 2,000 Thousand Points'

Currency market, in the provinces.

The distance is almost more than a thousand kilometers.

At the speed of the green train in this year, plus the intermediate stop, it takes almost a day, not counting the transfer.

Zhang Feng thought of this, so he didn't delay, set off early, and arrived early.

"Thank you."

Say goodbye to the tinsmith, take a taxi, and head to the train station.

At around 12 o'clock in the afternoon, I came to the station.

Call the owner first, find a relationship, and ask the station to consign Tang Dao.

Zhang Feng got on a green train that could go to the foreign exchange market without changing trains, and bought a soft sleeper.

And the owner of the museum also said that he would find someone to send him.

Zhang Feng thought about it, forget it, maybe he can meet a thief on the train.

His own paper figure has not yet been found.

Waited for the car.

This is not the time to be busy with farming, even if it is a hot weather in August, each carriage is also seven, seven, eighty, eight.

Zhang Feng came to the soft sleeper car, sat for a while, and then went to walk around, and saw that in the front and rear hard sleeper cars, there were small couples talking quietly to Qingqing and me, passengers carrying large bags and small bags, women who were training children with a straight face, and travelers who were waving to the window.

"It's here." Two people walked up to the door next to him, passed by Zhang Feng, and sat on the hard sleeper seat in front.

After they sat down, when they saw Zhang Fengwanglai, they also smiled and nodded.

"Sorry, Zhao Sheng.." A middle-aged passenger sat in the back seat while making a phone call, "I have encountered D trouble on the road, and I will be late and less, rest assured that I will be Li as soon as possible.."

Department of Department.."

He nodded, waited for the phone to hang up, took out the water cup from his bag, took a few sips of tea, sighed and shook his head.

Zhang Feng glanced at it a few times and returned to his soft sleeper compartment, but there was still no one.

Because the soft sleeper in this room has been entrusted by the owner of the museum.

He thought that since Master Zhang didn't let him send it, then he would give Master Zhang a relatively clean rest space.

But about ginseng, he didn't say anything, he wanted to surprise Master Zhang.

Zhang Feng didn't care what they thought, but sat on the bed, took a break, and waited for the evening, there were many thieves at night.

..

At two or three o'clock in the night.

With the sound of 'Tengteng' rails, the train traveled to a field track.

Most of the passengers on the train also fell asleep.

Today, only a handful of people are still chatting, playing cards, or boiling hot water and steaming packets of instant noodles through the aisles.

But in the twelfth car.

Except for the sound of the tracks, it was quiet, and most of the passengers on the train fell asleep.

Only the two people in the front seat were still chatting quietly.

At the same time, Zhang Feng also sat in a seat at the end of here, closing his eyes and resting.

Three meters away, a middle-aged man in the back seat of the carriage was sleeping on a table, with the corner of a wallet exposed on the side of his leg.

Including Zhang Feng turned several carriages tonight, he felt that he was easy to steal, and when he saw that there was a vacancy here, he decided to wait for the rabbit here.

And as time passes.

When the two young men in front of him also fell asleep.

A young man was passing by, and he looked around as if he was looking for someone, and saw the middle-aged man at the end.

'Idea..' He withdrew his gaze and pondered for a moment, first scanning the sleeping travelers nearby before walking towards the middle-aged man.

When he passed by, his steps were very light, and he listened to the middle-aged man's well-proportioned breathing before he poked his palm towards his wallet.

But at the same time.

Zhang Feng came behind him at some point, half-wrapped his arms around his neck, and put his right hand on his right shoulder.

"Is it easy to steal?"

"What do you mean?" The thief realized that he was being caught, but he pretended not to know anything and said, "Dude, you recognize the wrong person, right?" ”

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man was awakened in a daze by the sound of the two talking.

Zhang Feng looked at the thief, "Should I be clear, or let's talk in another place?" ”

The thief looked at the confused middle-aged man, and replied to Zhang Feng with a smile: "Brother, it turned out to be you!" Let's change places and don't disturb people's rest. ”

The thief said enthusiastically, but when he came to the junction of the carriages, his smile gradually fell, "Dude.. I don't think you look like a policeman."

"You're not mistaken." Zhang Feng shook his head, "I'm really not, I'm just here to catch sheep." ”

"Oh . . . It's not.." The thief nodded, and suddenly his right hand hung down, and he took out a slender knife from the pocket of his leg, trying to threaten Zhang Feng to let go.

It's just that Zhang Feng's right hand pinched his shoulder blades, and his fingertips suddenly forced.

A pinprick sensation that hurt into the bone marrow came, and he paused the movement of his hand.

"Brother. I.." When he saw that the threat was not successful, he begged for mercy instead, "Did I offend you somewhere?"

Zhang Feng ignored him, but stubbornly carried the thief towards the fourteenth carriage.

The thief felt the pain in his shoulder, and did not resist, but asked tentatively, "Have I crossed the line and come to your territory?" I'm Brother Fang's person, I'm sure you've heard of it, right? ”

"Don't ask." Zhang Feng dragged him to the door of his carriage, "I'm not from your business." Now, do you go in, or do I send you in? ”

"How much .." The thief replied: "We are all seeking money, you tell me the number.."

"Your life." Zhang Feng smiled, "Can you give it?" ”

The thief's heart tightened, and his eyelids jumped with fright, "Brother.. Is this in the car? You're still going to kill me? Even if you can escape, Brother Fang won't spare you, you have to think clearly, don't do stupid things, regret it."

"I don't need him to spare me." Zhang Feng's right hand withdrew from his shoulder, grabbed his right ear, and at the same time pressed his left hand to his left ear, and his hands twisted suddenly, pushing him into the sleeper car.

The clattering of the spine of the neck and the sound of the door opening were drowned out by the sound of the train's tracks.

The thief turned his face behind his back, and his neck was torn off with great force.

"And then there's him."

The moment Zhang Feng grabbed the thief's neck, his vitality was cut off, and his expression begging for mercy stopped.

But in the next moment, his body twisted and floated into the air, including the clothes on his body, shrunk out of thin air with his body, until he became a three-inch villain with the exact appearance of the thief, floating in the air.

Zhang Feng stretched out his hand to take it, picked up the key chain on the table, and when he turned around and walked out of the carriage, the hem of his clothes swayed, and a lifelike doll hung on the side of his legs.