Brother Zhao, did you misunderstand what I meant..."The old blacksmith was a little bad, and explained with a black line: "Yesterday, the old bald head went to me to drink and got me drunk, and that kid from Mark took Ah Fang to sign up for that trial early in the morning, and actually passed!" Such a dangerous thing, how could I let him follow that kid from Mark!! I just said a few words to him, and then ran to the old bald bath to hide, I came to call him back, the old bald boy actually told me that the child is older and let them go!? They shut me out and wouldn't let me in! How can this work, you said that the wasteland is so dangerous, and the kid in our family has never practiced martial arts, what if something happens to leave an old man like me!! Originally, the child left early, and I worked hard alone......"

I rub!?

Why is this old man talking and crying?

Zhao Xiaochuan couldn't help but be a little stunned, this old blacksmith looked like a sturdy man, and when he mentioned his son and his deceased wife, he actually cried like a girl.

And as soon as the chatterbox was opened, it couldn't stop, and the speed of speech was so fast that Zhao Xiaochuan couldn't interject at all.

However, through the description of the old blacksmith, Zhao Xiaochuan also generally understood what was going on.

I should have deviated from the right track of thinking before, and wronged the pure friendship between Mark and Yuanfang.

Let's do a self-examination.

Last night, the old bald man drunk the old blacksmith, which not only made it convenient for him to monitor Li Shan in the blacksmith shop, but early the next morning, Mark's kid actually took Yuan Fang to sign up for the trial.

Since yesterday, the town has set up a registration point to participate in the trial, as long as it is a person in the town, under the age of 18, you can sign up, after a series of tests, as long as you pass the trial, you can participate in this trial.

"But I remember hearing that if you want to pass those tests and successfully sign up, you must at least reach the strength close to that of a martial artist, right?" Zhao Xiaochuan frowned slightly, Mark's kid had only started to step into the martial arts for a few days, and he already had the strength to be close to a martial artist!?

This Nima is really more popular than people.

"And... Uncle Blacksmith, you said Yuan Fang hadn't practiced martial arts before? ”

"Huh? No, this kid follows me all day long, how can he have kung fu to practice martial arts. The old blacksmith was interrupted by Zhao Xiaochuan's crying, and he was still a little uncomfortable, and after answering the question, he still wanted to continue, so frightened that Zhao Xiaochuan hurriedly waved his hand, pretending to put his hand in the satchel, but in fact, he took out the shovel with a pitted surface of the acid poison night corrosion from the subspace backpack.

"Uncle Blacksmith, don't worry, this participation in the trial requires a certain assessment, not everyone can participate casually, if Yuan Fang has not practiced martial arts before, then it will definitely be impossible to pass the test, maybe you heard it wrong, he may not pass the test! By the way, look at this shovel, I met a few fierce beasts last night, and the blood on their bodies is corrosive, and it will be like this by accident, can you fix it for me again? ”

"This shovel!? It's so corrosive! The old blacksmith's attention was finally attracted by the shovel that Zhao Xiaochuan took out, and temporarily suppressed the mood of wanting to continue chattering, a pair of eyes were firmly fixed on the shovel, and said with a frown: "I didn't do anti-corrosion work on the surface of the shovel in order to be in a hurry, so you can bring it back for me and re-forge it, and it will be done almost tomorrow evening." ”

"Then thank you Uncle Blacksmith, it's not a good idea for you to shout here now, so you go back first, I'll go into the bath to help you take a look, and let Yuan Fang hurry home."

When Zhao Xiaochuan heard this, he hurriedly handed the shovel to the old blacksmith's hand, and once again blocked his mouth full of desire to talk.

"Then it's troublesome Brother Zhao, or Brother Zhao, you are the most reasonable, you are a good person!! I'll fix the shovel for you! Gratis!! ”

With tears in his eyes, the old blacksmith held a shovel in his hand, and walked in the direction of the blacksmith's shop step by step.

"Huh~ Uncle Blacksmith, the language combat power is too fierce." Zhao Xiaochuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the door of the bath.

Bang bang bang~

"Mark, open the door, it's me! Why don't you do business in the middle of the day? ”

Squeak~

"Brother Xiaochuan, come in, Uncle Blacksmith is gone?"

After a while, a strange little head poked out from behind the door, and Mark looked left and right like a thief, and was relieved to see that the old blacksmith was gone.

"You kid..." Zhao Xiaochuan was also speechless for a while, pushed the door and walked in, only to see that in the bath hall, the tall and sturdy Yuan Fang stood there with his legs bent, tied up a very standardized horse step, his arms were raised, and one hand was facing a huge bucket, which was filled with clean water.

That's not all, on top of his head, there is also a bucket of the same size, which is also filled with clean water, and it is stable.

And even so, Mark still had that confused expression, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, as if he didn't know what the point of his doing this was. Seeing that Zhao Xiaochuan was back, he smiled at him innocently, with an expression... It's easy.

It doesn't seem to be struggling at all.

And in front of him, the old bald head sat on the rocking chair, looking at him from head to toe with interest.

"I rub!? What's going on!? ”

Zhao Xiaochuan was taken aback.

You must know that these three buckets are made of solid wood, even if they are just empty buckets, one weighs at least seven or eight catties, and after being filled with clean water, the weight reaches thirty or forty catties!

And the three add up, at least about 100 catties!

In fact, in this era, it is not difficult for ordinary coolie men to carry a hundred catties of things, but Yuan Fang is not just as simple as carrying them.

You must know that for ordinary people, even if they are strong, they can't last much time, and this kind of action has extremely high requirements for the coordination and strength of the body.

What's more, while Zama walking, he actually has to raise his arms flat, and each hand carries a bucket full of water, and then a bucket full of water on top of his head!

And then here I don't know how long the horse has been walking.

The physical fitness required for this may not even be possible for an ordinary martial artist!

"How? Looking at the talent of Mark and this kid, do you feel that you have practiced martial arts to dogs all these years? As Mark Zama walked longer and longer, the old bald head's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said to Zhao Xiaochuan.

"I...," Zhao Xiaochuan suddenly choked: "Old bald head, are you sure this kid has never practiced martial arts before?" ”

"Nope!" The old bald head nodded very surely: "When Mark brought the kid over, he couldn't even tie the horse, or I taught him now, I didn't expect this kid to learn it all at once, it's just a god speed!" ”

“... This year..."Zhao Xiaochuan was speechless for a while, looked at the excited Mark on the side, and then looked at Yuan Fang, who still had a simple expression: "Are there so many perverts these years?" ”

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