Ye Bufan searched for nothing along the way, so he could only walk back to the inn along the original road. If I continue to search, I am afraid it will be in vain. But what he didn't know was that Mo Zhan's heart was the same as what he thought, and the two of them walked towards the same place very tacitly.

When they arrived at the door of the inn, the two of them were stunned at the same time, "Where have you been?" ”

The two walked into the room, and Ye Bufan took out the Shura knife from his arms and put it on the table for Mo Zhan to watch.

Mo Zhan picked up one of them, put it in his hand to watch, and when he looked at it, he immediately jumped, "Third brother, did you design the style of this knife?"

If this knife had pierced the flesh, few soldiers would have survived. Even if he can survive, he will definitely not be half dead.

Ye Bufan nodded, acknowledging the matter.

"Can this knife be a little bigger? "Mo Zhan kept stroking the Shura knife, the Shura knife is definitely a weapon to kill the enemy on the battlefield, the only drawback is that the blade is too small, such a small blade, even if it is of great use, it will not help in the face of thousands of troops on the battlefield.

Of course, Ye Bufan knew what Mo Zhan was thinking, so he said directly: "Yes, it's just that it's very difficult to make, and it's ......."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Zhan, "No matter how difficult it is, I will definitely let my grandfather go all out to make this knife." ”

"That's not what I'm trying to say. Ye Bufan shook his head, and after picking up a Shura knife from the table, he continued to Mo Zhan: "I don't need to say, you should also know how terrifying the power of this Shura knife is, if it appears on the battlefield, it can indeed kill the enemy most effectively." But have you ever thought about what kind of consequences this Shura knife will cause if it flows into the mainland? ”

"What kind of consequences?" Mo Zhan was slightly stunned, he really hadn't thought about what kind of consequences would happen if this Shura Sword fell to the mainland.

"Alas. Ye Bufan sighed, and then said: "This continent is full of too much hatred, if this Shura knife falls to the mainland, it will cause a river of blood." Few people were able to survive the wounds of the Shura Knife. ”

"I really didn't think of what you said, but I can't let such a good weapon go away. Mo Zhan stroked the Shura knife carefully, suddenly raised his head, and said seriously to Ye Bufan: "Third brother, if I am sure that the Shura knife will not fall out, can you give me the forging method of the Shura knife." ”

Ye Bufan was stunned, if he wanted not to let the Shura knife out, then he could only save the life of that soldier, or win the battle completely, but if he did so, wouldn't it be too much to lose, and it was not worth it at all for a Shura knife.

"Third brother, are you worried that I will let the soldiers fight hard in order to prevent the Shura Knife from falling out, right?" Mo Zhan saw Ye Bufan's hesitation, and said: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of general who treats human life like a mustard, as for how to keep the Shura Sword from falling out, I have other ideas." ”

Ye Bufan looked at Mo Zhan, there were no impurities in Mo Zhan's eyes, he was very serious, so serious that he almost didn't know him anymore.

Perhaps, Mo Zhan really had other thoughts in his heart. Ye Bufan sighed softly in his heart and said, "Okay, I'll give you the forging method of the Shura Knife." ”

Mo Zhan nodded, and then handed the Shura Knife in his hand to Ye Bufan, and at the same time, he was already thinking in his heart which army in the Zhenwu Army should be more suitable to use.

Ye Bufan didn't care about this, since he said that he wanted to hand over the forging method of the Shura sword to Mo Zhan, he would definitely hand it over, and immediately took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote all the forging details of the Mitsubishi military blade on the paper, and handed it to Mo Zhan.

Mo Zhan carefully put away this drawing, to a certain extent, the forging method of this Shura knife is the killer weapon of the Zhenwu Army, so he must not let this drawing go out.

"Let's go. ”

After the two of them packed their luggage, they left quickly, since the matter had been almost done, they had no intention of continuing to stay, you know, the purpose of their visit this time was to find Luo Xiaopang.

"Third brother, follow me to a place. ”

"Where are you going?" Ye Bufan asked suspiciously.

"You'll know when you arrive, maybe there's the whereabouts of the fourth brother. After finishing speaking, Mo Zhan took Ye Bufan directly to the previous steamed bun shop, he always had a feeling that maybe the owner of the steamed bun shop would know Luo Xiaopang's whereabouts.

Soon. Mo Zhan took Ye Bufan to the bun shop.

After seeing Mo Zhan, the shopkeeper of the bun shop couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking that he was hallucinating.

"Engong, why are you here? ”

After confirming that the person in front of him was indeed Mo Zhan, the shopkeeper of the bun shop immediately put down the work in his hand, walked quickly to Mo Zhan's side, clasped his fists with both hands, bent down deeply, and said very respectfully.

Mo Zhan hurriedly picked up the body of the shopkeeper of the bun shop and said, "Grandpa, didn't I say it, you can just call me Mo Zhan or Xiao Zhan, you don't need to call me Engong." ”

"I don't know if Engong needs to eat this time?" said the shopkeeper of the bun skin, took out a few hot buns from the steamer, and handed them to Mo Zhan and Ye Bufan respectively.

Mo Zhan shook his head and said, "Grandpa, we didn't come to eat steamed buns this time, we wanted to ask you something." ”

"Oh?" the old shopkeeper put away the bun and asked suspiciously, "I don't know what bothers Engong, as long as the old man knows, he must know everything." ”

Mo Zhan asked, "I don't know the old man, can you know where Luojia Village is?"

"Luojia Village?" After listening to this, the old shopkeeper glanced at Mo Zhan strangely, and continued to ask: "I don't know what Engong is looking for Luojia Village, what is the so-called matter?"

"There's a play!"

A bright light flashed in Mo Zhan's eyes, and listening to the tone of the shopkeeper, he obviously knew where Luojia Village was. Secretly couldn't help but glance at Ye Bufan, only to see that although Ye Bufan's face was as usual, it was difficult to hide the joy in his eyes.

"A friend of mine is from Luojia Village, but I don't know why he has been lost in recent days, so I want to find his hometown and see if there are any clues. With that, Mo Zhan told the old shopkeeper everything about Luo Xiaopang.

The old shopkeeper nodded again and again, and after listening, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's really hard for you, and you don't hesitate to go through a lot of hardships in order to find friends." ”

Ye Bufan stepped forward and asked softly, "Grandpa, can you tell us where Luojia Village is?"

The old shopkeeper smiled slightly and said, "Of course you can." With that, the old shopkeeper put down the work in his hand, then walked out of the store, and said, "Engong, I will take you to Luojia Village." ”

Mo Zhan saw that the old shopkeeper didn't care about his shop, so he couldn't help asking: "But grandpa, what about your shop, it's okay to put it here like this?"

The old shopkeeper smiled: "Of course it doesn't matter, if they want to eat, they can take it themselves, and they all know the price, not to mention, it's not worth a few dollars." As he spoke, he took Mo Zhan and Ye Bufan's hands and walked outside, not caring about what would happen to his shop at all.

......

Along the way, the old shopkeeper took Ye Bufan and Mo Zhan to turn left and right, and he didn't know how long it took to get out of Cloud City. After getting out of Cloud City, the old shopkeeper took Ye Bufan and Mo Zhan to a mountain peak.

The mountain road was winding, it was very difficult to walk, the old shopkeeper was a little tired from walking, and said to Ye Bufan and Mo Zhan breathlessly: "Two engongs, as long as we cross this mountain, we can see Luojia Village." ”

After Ye Bufan listened, he couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart, secretly clenched his fists, and said secretly: It's finally almost here, little fatty, wait for me!

Mo Zhan walked in front of the old shopkeeper, squatted down, and said to the old shopkeeper: "Grandpa, you must be tired of walking, I'll carry you the rest of the way." ”

"I can't do it, I can't do it. The old shopkeeper was startled, and hurriedly waved his hand to refuse Mo Zhan's kindness.

"No problem. Mo Zhan shook his head slightly, directly put the old shopkeeper on his back, and continued to walk into the distance. The shopkeeper is very thin, and Mo Zhan has been exercising for a long time, so he is still walking like a fly with the old shopkeeper on his back.

After Mo Zhan picked up the old shopkeeper, the speed of the three of them was obviously much faster, and they quickly completed the mountain road.

"It's finally here. ”

When they saw a quaint village fall in front of their eyes, Ye Bufan and Mo Zhan's hearts couldn't help but start to get excited.

The old shopkeeper was still on the ground at this time, and after seeing that Ye Bufan and Mo Zhan were frightened by Luojia Village, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and said, "The front is Luojia Village, please come in." ”

Ye Bufan and Mo Zhan walked into Luojia Village together, there were very few villagers in Luojia Village, Mo Zhan couldn't help but ask about it, "Grandpa, why are there few villagers in the village?"

The old shopkeeper smiled bitterly and explained: "Most of the people in the village are walking and fleeing, so there are only a few old men left in this village." ”

Mo Zhan couldn't help but fall silent after hearing this, he knew that Cloud City belonged to the junction of the Martial Sky Country and the Heavenly Death Country, and if a battle broke out, the fastest way to replenish his troops was to capture middle-aged men from these villages to serve as soldiers. Moreover, they don't care if you are a mystic or not, as long as you can afford to hold a weapon, no matter how young you are, they will capture it.

Ye Bufan patted Mo Zhan on the shoulder, he also knew this, he had also seen this, when he was doing tasks in some countries before, he had seen that many children who were only about ten years old were forced to hold weapons in their hands and fight with people, this kind of thing is not uncommon.

"Well, don't mention it. As he spoke, the old shopkeeper looked at Mo Zhan and continued to ask, "Engong, I don't know what your friend's name is, can you tell the little old man." Perhaps, the little old man can still know a thing or two. ”

Mo Zhan and Ye Bufan glanced at each other, and then said in unison: "His name is Luo Xiaopang." ”