"Cong Nu, what's the matter?"

The blacksmith sat down on the bench, waved his hand at the ape, and turned back to the nearest cook, shouting: "Give the old man a bowl of shark soup, I haven't eaten this thing for three years, and I have forgotten what it tastes like." ”

Ape Cong smiled bitterly.

The old ape-man in front of him was in charge of the tribe's blacksmith workshop, and all the weapons of the tribe passed through him. On weekdays, he has a hot temper, and sometimes he doesn't even give face to the elders of the big clan when he has a strong temper.

In the ape-man tribe, the identities of the blacksmith and Liu Chulao are very special, and they are not under the leaders of several clansmen and the left and right.

The big hand tapped lightly on the table, and the old blacksmith's gaze fell on Kang Jia.

"You're the macho man who hunted the shark and descended the dragon?"

Kang Jia's face was embarrassed, "Macho man?" He didn't know what to say. Fortunately, the blacksmith was as familiar as Chef Liu, and said to himself: "I was busy quenching a few baked weapons before, and I heard the craftsmen say that there was a fierce man in the tribe who hunted sharks and descended dragons. ”

He elbowed the table, stared at Kang Jia with big eyes, and said excitedly: "Baby, you have such a ability, how about we wrench our wrists?"

"Pounce~"

The old man of the big clan squirted out a mouthful of shark soup.

"What do you mean, you don't die. The blacksmith was furious and sneered: "Old man, I have never lost a wrist wrestling in the ape tribe. Isn't that bastard baby in your family boasting that he is the first ape-man, but he still doesn't admit it in front of me, the old man. ”

The elder of the big clan blushed, and wanted to say a few words back, but suddenly he stopped and sneered: "You old thing is also in the nest, if you really reach the territory of human beings, a three-year-old baby can win you, and an ape-like baby has to become a bear." ”

"Smack. ”

The old blacksmith slapped the table, "What do you say, the three-year-old baby also wants to win me." Ha, aren't you afraid of the wind flashing your tongue?"

He turned his head angrily, and the anger also came towards Kang Jia: "Stinky boy, let's wrestle our wrists now, old man, I won't take advantage of you, let you be half-handed." ”

Kang Jia was a little confused, this old man was coaxed, looking at his thick arms that could run horses, I didn't know how powerful it was.

Kang Jia hesitated to compete with him, but Ape Cong had a headache, and the blacksmith was a little angry, he knew how many catties and two Ape Cong had, if he lost in front of all the clansmen...... Kang Jia's weapons still count on him.

Ape Cong smiled.

"Old blacksmith, you can't compete with a baby, your arm strength is the best among apes, and no one knows which one doesn't know. ”

With a high hat belt, the old blacksmith suddenly felt comfortable, and his thick arm slapped his chest, "Listen to Cong Nu's words, what did you call me before...... " He lost his anger, took the shark soup brought by the kitchen and was about to drink it, who wanted the old man of the big clan to fan the flames on the side again, "Okay, you old blacksmith, you are really brainless." Cong Nuwa said that you are the first ape-man, but the little baby is not an ape-man. ”

The old blacksmith came back to his senses, and suddenly threw the soup bowl on the table, "Don't drink it." ”

He looked at the ape bush angrily.

"It's a shame that I'm sorry for you, it turns out that your girl is also turning around and laughing at me. ”

Ape Cong frowned, a little annoyed that the old man of the big clan added fuel to the fire, and some annoyed that the blacksmith was unreasonable, seeing that the blacksmith always thought that he was laughing at him. Ape Cong simply said bluntly: "Old blacksmith, Kang Jia can throw Ah Partridge twenty or thirty feet high with one hand, and can stomp a four-hundred-pound hammer into the ground with one kick, are you sure you really want to compete?"

"Than, of course, ......"

The old blacksmith suddenly paused, "What are you talking about?"

Before Ape Cong could answer, a tall ape man at the other table had already shouted first: "Master, I think you should drink soup!" Ape Cong is telling the truth, this baby really threw Ah Partridge thirty feet high with one hand, and the apprentice saw it with his own eyes. ”

"Gollum. ”

The blacksmith swallowed his saliva, his old face was rarely flushed, and he turned around and said to his apprentice: "Why didn't you say it earlier." ”

The tall ape-man looked plaintive.

"I'll greet you as soon as you come, but you won't even look at me. And the workshop called you to drink soup, but you instigated me to distract you......"

The blacksmith always thought about it, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he simply sat down and drank the shark soup.

"The blacksmith is not comparable, aren't you very powerful!" The blacksmith snorted: "Compared to a fart, you sinister villain is waiting to see my jokes, I'm not so stupid!"

Turning his head to the side, the blacksmith didn't bother to pay attention to the embarrassment on the elder of the big clan, he reached out and pinched Kang Jia's little arms and legs, and muttered: "It's also fleshy, your baby doesn't look as big as my arm, why is it so powerful?"

Kang Jia was pinched twice by his hairy hands and feet, and he was not annoyed, and asked: "You are the old blacksmith that my aunt said?"

The blacksmith nodded, and then he remembered that Ape Cong seemed to have something to say to himself, and asked curiously: "Cong Nuwa, are you looking for something with me?"

Ape Cong let out a long breath, the old man was finally normal, and begged at the moment: "I want to ask the blacksmith to help Kang Jia with a weapon." ”

The blacksmith glanced at Kang Jia and said proudly: "Your baby wants weapons, right, I'm good at this." Knives, guns, clubs, hammers, axes...... It doesn't matter if it's square or round, as long as you say it, I'll play well. ”

The little boy was overjoyed and not polite.

"I want a hammer. The hammer head is the largest bowl, no more than three feet long......"

The old blacksmith waved his hand, "This is easy to say, I still have ready-made ones, you can go with me to get the shark soup after eating." ”

Ape Cong added: "The blacksmith is old, it's not like this, if you look at it alone, I have several in my house." But Kangjia was not satisfied with its weight. ”

The blacksmith was a little surprised, "It's too light, isn't it? This is not a difficult matter, the iron material is changed to heavy gold, and the weight of a hammer of the same size is at least eighty percent heavier, and two or three hundred catties will not be less." ”

Ape Cong interrupted the old blacksmith and smiled bitterly: "The weight required by Kang Jia is more than 1,000 catties. He is small and has great strength, the hammer is so big that he can't see the front, and the hammer is light and he can't take advantage of it. ”

"Uh~"

The blacksmith was choked up for a while, and then sighed helplessly: "Cong Nuwa, I can't hit this kind of hammer." With the iron material of our tribe, except for increasing or lengthening the hammer body, there is really no way to hit a three-foot-long thousand-pound hammer. ”

Beyond his ability, the blacksmith simply admitted that he was not enough.

Kang Jia was a little disappointed.

Ape Cong also asked unwillingly: "Is there no other way?"

The blacksmith shook his head, "Except for the immortal casting method, I don't think ordinary people have this ability. ”

As soon as he heard the immortal method, the tall ape-man at the table behind him suddenly lit up, "Master, we can't fight this kind of weapon, but it doesn't mean that our tribe doesn't have this kind of weapon." ”

Everyone was stunned.

The tall ape-man reminded, "Master, haven't you been talking about the hammer in the ancestral land?"

The reminder of the tall ape man reminded everyone that there was a divine soldier who had been sleeping for a hundred years in the ancestral land of the ape tribe in the wind and rain.

"You mean...... Ancestral hammer. ”