"Master of the mud hammer, my younger brother is confident in the Ninghou Mansion."

Facing the question of the dwarf little old man, Ji Muye said unhurriedly.

"Xinninghou? Ji Slow City? ”

The little old man of the dwarf glanced at Ji Muhuo up and down, and asked, "Little guy, are you the child of Ji Slow City?" ”

"Yes!"

Ji Muhuo replied truthfully.

The little old man of the dwarf nodded and said: "Your father is a hero, I fought side by side with him in the extraterritorial battlefield back then, drank and talked freely after the war, for three days and three nights, his mind is as broad as the stars, his demeanor is shining like a star, his insight and vision are beyond the world, I have only seen such a person like him in my life." ”

Ji Muhuo looked at the look of reverence and remembrance on the face of the dwarf little old man, and listened to the words with surging passion in the mouth of the little dwarf old man, no matter what, he felt a little exaggerated, it seemed that the little dwarf old man really admired his cheap father, and he had a bit of idolatry.

After the dwarf little old man sighed, he turned his head and looked at Ji Muhuo with "Ciguang" in his eyes: "Since you are a child of Ji Slow City, then I will make an exception and make a gun for you!" ”

No matter what kind of "relationship" there is between the cheap father and the dwarf little old man, it is enough to make the other party agree to make a gun, and the rest is not important to Ji Muhuo, so he hurriedly said: "Thank you, Master Mud Hammer." ”

The little old man of the dwarf did not beat around the bush at all, and asked directly: "Little guy, what firearm do you want to customize?" ”

Ji Muhuo thought about it, and then said the requirements for the two guns he wanted to customize.

After listening quietly, the little old man said, "Take out all the guns you are using and let me take a look." ”

Ji Muhuo hurriedly took out all the guns he had, including the Yin and Yang Fish, including the River Map, including the Dark Fire, all of them and put them in front of the dwarf little old man.

"What is this?"

The lover frowned, showing a look of disgust.

Basically, Ji Muhuo's firearms were wrapped in rags in accordance with the practice in the army, and when all the firearms were put together, they looked tattered and tattered, like a pile of garbage.

The little old dwarf pointed to the pile of guns in front of him and said, "You treat your weapons like this?" ”

Shaking his head, the little old man of the dwarf went over to pick up the yang fish, cleared the rags on it, and after looking at it, his face turned slightly pale, and he turned his head and said: "The maintenance is quite careful, well, it seems that I was a little arbitrary before." ”

After a slight pause, the little old man of the dwarf asked again, "Who taught you to handle weapons like this?" ”

Ji Muhuo could only honestly say that it was a habit he had developed in the army, and the little old man of the dwarf was stunned when he heard this: "You have also been a big soldier?" ”

"Hmm!"

Ji Muhuo nodded.

Ji Muye on the side hurriedly interjected, briefly explained Ji Muhuo's background, and told Ji Muhuo about being captured by the slave team and being a servant.

After hearing this, the little old man looked at Ji Muhuo again with a look of surprise, nodded and said, "It's no wonder, those lower-level soldiers in the army will handle weapons like this." After a slight pause, he added: "But you can't do this in the future, a really good gunsmith will take all the factors into account when making it, including preventing the gun from showing your traces on the battlefield, but if you use these rag wraps, it will affect the performance of the gun." ”

Ji Muhuo was born in a low-level soldier and developed the habits of many low-level soldiers, which he has always retained, and when he heard the words of the mud hammer master, he knew that something needed to be changed, so he nodded and said, "I understand." ”

Seeing the serious look on Ji Muhuo's face, the little old man nodded and continued to check the pile of firearms.

First the yang fish, then the yin fish, the dwarf little old man's feeling for the guns, the machine gun, without even looking at it, was only the ingenuity between the two short guns, directly put together, and took a look.

"Not bad, kind of interesting!"

After the dwarf little old man looked at it twice, he put down the yin-yang fish and picked up another short spear.

Ji Muhuo has a lot of guns in his hand, he hasn't used the arsenal in the space equipment that his mother gave him, so he won't take it out, most of the weapons he takes out are trophies, the quality is uneven, and he actually doesn't use it much, but the mud hammer master asked him to take out all the firearms he used, so he just poured it out.

After looking at a few guns, the little old man of the dwarf impatiently threw them directly into the scrap disposal box next to him, and said: "What kind of rotten things are these, I really don't know how you used such a firearm and how you survived from the battlefield." ”

If I had known, I wouldn't have taken it out......

Ji Muhuo looked at the guns in the waste disposal box speechlessly, and secretly slandered that this dwarf little old man is really a waste of shame, you must know that these are all good things for the standard firearms in the empire's * army, and they can be sold for a lot of money when they are taken out.

The little old man of the dwarf then looked at Heluo again, and also threw it into the waste disposal bin, the look of disgust on his face really hurt Ji Muhuo.

Finally, it was the turn of the Hellfire, and after tearing off the rags, the little old dwarf snorted surprisingly, and then began to look at the Spirit.

Ji Muhuo knew that the Hellfire was not simple, he spent one hundred and thirty crystals to buy it in the Mercenary Guild, and he simply picked up a treasure, but after his cultivation improved, the Hellfire couldn't "keep up" with him a little, and the power was obviously insufficient when fighting.

"It's a pity...... It's a pity! ”

After looking at it for a while, the little old man of the dwarf shook his head and sighed as if he were touching a treasure.

Ji Muhuo's heart moved, and he asked, "Master, what do you mean by pity?" ”

The little old man said: "The barrel of this gun is the handiwork of a famous artist, but it is a pity that the rest of the workmanship is too inferior, and it is completely impossible to exert the power of that barrel, but it makes the barrel wear and tear great, which is really a pity." ”

Ji Muhuo hurriedly asked: "What kind of master's handwriting?" ”

The dwarf little old man pointed to the word "dark fire" on the barrel, as well as the unique vertical eye pattern on the side, and said: "This is the mark of the first gunsmith of the Dayu Empire five hundred years ago, the master of the ghost eye, when you see this sign, you can know that this barrel must be from the hand of the master of the ghost eye, but it is a pity that the other parts are made up randomly, and such a good barrel is wasted." ”

After speaking, the little old man put down the fire of the underworld, and after thinking about it, he suddenly asked again, "Do you still have a firearm that you haven't taken out?" ”

Ji Muhuo was stunned, shook his head and said, "My firearms are all here." ”

The little old man shook his head and said, "No, little one, I know you must have other firearms that you haven't taken out, and they are the kind that are extremely powerful, you have used them recently, think about it yourself." ”

Ji Muhuo immediately thought of "Flowing Fire", but he couldn't take out "Flowing Fire", so he shook his head firmly and said, "Master, all my firearms have been taken out." ”

The little old man of the dwarf stared at Ji Muhuo with his big eyes, and only after a while did he snort coldly: "The little guy really has a lot of thoughts!" Well...... Okay, okay, it seems that your firearm is a bit unsightly, and if you don't want to take it out, forget it, I won't force you. ”

Ji Muhuo was a little shocked when he heard this, and he didn't know how the little old man saw it, but the "flowing fire" really couldn't see the light, so he wouldn't take it out no matter what.

Ji Muhuo's pile of firearms was mostly disposed of by the dwarf little old man, leaving only the Yin Yang Fish and the Hellfire. The little old man of the dwarf picked up the yin and yang fish, shook it at Ji Muhuo, and said, "These two gadgets are very cleverly designed, I will help you replace some parts and increase the power, so that you can continue to use them." ”

Ji Muhuo's eyes lit up, to be honest, he was used to this pair of yin and yang fish, and if he wanted to let him abandon it, he was really a little reluctant in his heart. Now that the little old man of the dwarf said that he could help him upgrade, it would naturally be the best.

The little old man of the dwarf picked up the fire again, thought about it and said, "As for this, it will take some effort, I am going to keep this barrel made by the master of the ghost eye, renovate it slightly, and then make other parts to combine them into a new gun." ”

After a slight pause, the little old man of the dwarf said: "You said before that you want to customize two guns, I don't think it's necessary, I will design a two-stage inscription array for you on this new gun, so that the power of the gun can be adjusted by two gears, so that you can take into account the requirements of the two guns you just mentioned." ”

"A two-stage array of inscriptions?" Ji Muhuo was curious and asked, "Master, can you tell me about it?" ”

The little old man of the dwarf took out a piece of magic paper, directly drew an inscription array, and then explained it to Ji Muhuo.

The dwarf little old man's hand was very steady, and the array of inscriptions was very smooth, and every line was almost made of a single stroke, and several inscription arrays were completed in the blink of an eye.

After listening to the dwarf little old man's narration, Ji Muhuo finally understood, and suddenly sighed lightly: "So that's the case, this is a collection of inscription arrays superimposed by source energy, it's really ingenious!" ”

"Huh?"

The little old man of the dwarf had a look of surprise on his face and asked, "Little guy, do you know the inscription array?" ”

Ji Muhuo nodded and said, "I'm actually an inscription master, but I'm just a first-level inscription master, and I don't dare to say that I understand the inscription array in front of you." ”

"You're an inscriptionist?" The little old man of the dwarf was obviously a little unconvinced, and pulled over a piece of magic paper, handed the pen directly to Ji Muhuo, and said, "You draw the simplest array of inscriptions superimposed by the source energy, and I'll take a look." ”

Ji Muhuo looked at the pen in his hand, as well as the magic paper, and sighed that they were all good things, but in the eyes of the dwarf little old man, they seemed to be worthless, which was really helpless...... After settling down, Ji Muhuo recalled the array of inscriptions superimposed by the source energy, and put the pen on the paper.

Although Ji Muhuo's hand is not as stable as that of the dwarf little old man, under the "observation of the real micro", his error rate shrinks to less than one percent, which is almost equal to no error.

The little old man of the dwarf originally came to see Ji Muhuo's handwriting with a refined attitude, but looking at it, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and from time to time he looked at the inscription lines on the magic paper, and from time to time he looked at Ji Muhuo's face, which was like seeing something that made him unbelievable.

"Painted ready, Master!"

After the last stroke, Ji Muhuo put down the pen and said to the dwarf little old man.

The little old man picked up the magic paper and looked at it quietly for a while, then he was stunned for a while, and then asked very suddenly and abruptly, "Do you want to learn how to make firearms with me?" ”