Chapter Eighty-Seven: The only way to solve worries is to get rich
"Stinky boy, do you know what you were doing just now! Run around in this cabinet at will, if you damage the jade scroll books here, you can't afford to lose money if you sell them, you know!" After the old man reopened the protective formation that had been closed by Long Wenxuan, he walked towards Long Wenxuan angrily, his old face was full of anger, and he blew his beard and glared at Long Wenxuan!
"Seniors, don't be angry, don't be angry, anger is easy to hurt the liver, and it's not good for the body. "I can't refute it in front of the big guy, I have to admit my mistake quickly, this senior is the role of the head of the library of the Forging Hall Cabinet at first glance, what if I don't admit my mistake and be pulled into the blacklist? I still want to go to the second floor to search for it, there is so much willingness on the first floor, not to mention the second layer, besides, this matter is Long Wenxuan's fault, and there is no shame in bowing his head and admitting his mistake.
Long Wenxuan lowered his head, these thoughts flashed through his mind, and the expression on his face became more sincere, and at this moment Long Wenxuan's acting skills were online.
"Hmph. The old man looked at Long Wenxuan, who had a sincere attitude of admitting his mistakes, and snorted angrily, his old face full of anger.
The old man suddenly raised the crutches in his hand and made a gesture to fight, so frightened that Long Wenxuan shrank his neck, and he didn't dare to dodge.
Long Wenxuan closed his eyes, his sword eyebrows kept trembling, making a gesture of being beaten and scolded, muttering constantly in his heart, praying that the old man's hands would not be too heavy.
"Huh...?" Seeing that the crutches raised by the old man did not fall for a long time, Long Wenxuan stood for a while, and then slowly opened his eyes, but saw that the person in front of him suddenly sighed and put down the crutches in his hand.
"Senior, aren't you angry with me?" Long Wenxuan looked stunned, with a smile on his face, and asked tentatively.
"No, the old man wants you to give me a reasonable explanation, Long Wenxuan. The old man's eyes stared straight at Long Wenxuan, and his calm voice made it impossible to see what he was thinking.
"This..."Long Wenxuan hesitated a little, his eyes kept turning, trying to find the most reasonable explanation in his heart.
"Back to the seniors, the kid was just checking for the jade scroll books for you, and by the way, I was looking for the secret book of the forging hammer method that suits me, I don't believe you. Long Wenxuan explained, and easily pulled out the two jade scroll books that contained the most wish power when prompting just now.
"Are you sure it's these two?" The old man looked at Long Wenxuan with an extremely strange face, and his old face was full of strange looks.
"How... What's wrong?" Feeling the strange look from the old man, Long Wenxuan couldn't help but be stunned, and asked with some confusion.
"Alas, it's nothing, since you can find these two forging thorn cheats, it means that they are related to you, the old man knows that you have an agreement with our iron hall master, but the old man does not recommend you to learn these two forging cheats, because it is too difficult to learn them. The old man stared at the forged jade slip in Long Wenxuan's hand for a while, suddenly sighed, shook his head and said to Long Wenxuan.
"Senior, please rest assured, I have successfully taught myself a forging hammer method, and I will definitely learn these two forging cheats. Long Wenxuan smiled at the old man, his smile was full of confidence, he had a cracking system, what else could he not learn, he was so confident as a traverser!
"Have you already learned a forging cheat?When did you learn it??," The old man looked at Long Wenxuan with a surprised expression, and threw out his own three questions.
"That's right, I just learned a forging method called the Evil Wind Hammer Method. Long Wenxuan raised his finger, and a cyan whirlwind appeared on Long Wenxuan's fingertips, faintly condensing into a small and delicate hammer that kept beating.