The forging platform that was constantly surging outward took up two-thirds of the entire shop, and a grizzled old man was spitting and scolding three or four apprentices who also looked like they had come out of a black coal kiln. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

One apprentice was sweating profusely pulling the bellows, one apprentice was swinging a hammer and constantly hammering on the anvil, and the last apprentice was doing chores, and he was turned around by the envoys, and it was not much better.

"It's dirty!"

Qing Yao covered her nose, this shabby shop was dirtier than her snake cave in the Kunlun Demon Domain, she didn't want to stay here longer.

Although she is a demon, she is also a demon who loves cleanliness.

Li Xiaobai said angrily: "If you don't like it, go back!"

Qing Yao twisted her waist, but she didn't say anything after all, she just followed behind the other party, carefully avoiding the debris under her feet, for fear of soiling her skirt.

Hu Li didn't care, but looked curiously at this shop located in the depths of Anvil Alley.

The rickety old man, who was teaching his apprentices, finally noticed that someone had entered the store, and shouted angrily, "Who are you?"

No wonder there is no business in the shop, and there are not many samples on display, and the old man's voice alone can scare away many customers.

However, his gaze quickly fell on Li Xiaobai's right hand hanging by his side, and he seemed to hold a small sword between his fingers.

The rickety old man's expression changed slightly, and he snatched it up in three steps and two steps, and said unceremoniously: "Show the old man what you have in your hand!"

The other party's attitude startled Li Xiaobai, so he had to honestly hand over the token sword.

"Humph!"

The rickety old man snatched the small sword straight away, pinched it in his fingers, and a fleeting light flashed in his eyes, and then narrowed slightly, as if he was remembering something.

After a while, he came back from his contemplation, took his eyes off the little sword, and cast it on Li Xiaobai, saying, "How is the old blind man now?" He obviously remembered something from the little sword that Li Xiaobai had brought over.

"Dead!"

Li Xiaobai raised his eyebrows.

"Dead?"

The rickety old man's eyes widened in surprise, but he nodded again and said, "Follow those gang of killers, how can there be any reason not to fight, you will die if you fight, it's the same everywhere!"

He shook his head helplessly.

"I ......"

"Shut up!"

The rickety old man's temper was very violent, and as soon as Li Xiaobai opened his mouth, he interrupted unceremoniously with a loud shout, and at the same time pointed to the apprentice who was sweating profusely pushing and pulling the bellows: "Go!

The corners of Li Xiaobai's mouth grinned, but he saw that the other party had snatched the hammer from the other apprentice's hand, and glared at him with an unkind face: "What? I am not convinced! The old blind man can hand over this token to you, don't I know his thoughts? I have been thinking about it for so many years, how about acquainting with him!"

Li Xiaobai had no choice but to walk to the stove in a gloomy manner, taking over the apprentice who had been scolded so much before, holding the bellows push rod and starting to push and pull it hard.

The rules of this swordsmith are really strange and unheard of, and if you ask him to customize a flying sword, you still have to help with the work!

"Stupid! Don't use too much force, too much fire will make the steel mouth brittle, how much strength can you squander like this? If you don't continue to do so, you can waste this charcoal fire in vain, you can get out now, the old man doesn't have so many good green charcoal for you to waste!"

The rickety old man was like his own apprentice, and scolded Li Xiaobai without seeing anything, and when he saw the apprentice who was pushing and pulling the bellows showing sympathy to the other party, his tone changed: "Tiehu, do you think you can eat for nothing here at the old man's place, go! Sharpen all the swords in the shop, re-oil, and no rust is allowed!"

"Yes, master!"

The apprentice drooped his head, took a long sword from the few weapons stands, took a thick straw mat, and walked into the corner with his head down.

The sword is out of the sheath, but the blade is like a flood of autumn water, and the flat sky adds a little light to the shop, just looking at the appearance of the blade is a rare sword, and the straw mat woven with knotted grass can polish the blade with minimal loss.

It can be seen that this Gan Kee sword shop is not conspicuous in appearance, but it hides a few high-quality goods!

"Childe!"

Hu Li and Qing Yao didn't care, whether it was the rickety old man or the other three honest apprentices, the former was not interested in watching them at all, and the latter didn't dare to be distracted, for fear that he would be scolded for the slightest mistake.

"What's the noise, get out and get out!"

The rickety old man seemed to be impatient with the sound of anything other than striking the iron and sharpening the sword and pulling the bellows, so he pointed directly outside the store, wanting to chase people away.

"You go outside and wait!"

Li Xiaobai had a request for others, and he was reluctant to tailor a flying sword for himself, so he had to pinch his nose and accept his fate.

He suddenly remembered something, raised his sword and pointed at the demon girl beside Hu Li and threatened: "Qing Yao, don't leave my sight, or I'll shoot you!"

A Transfiguration Realm demon clan is wandering around the imperial capital of the great human race, and God knows what kind of wave it will set off.

Recruiting a dragon girl in Lezhou City is a lesson, Li Xiaobai doesn't want to be caught by any fairy in any temple, just dealing with those bald donkeys is very heart-wrenching.

Although wearing a women's hat, Qingyao reluctantly twisted her waist, but she stood honestly at the door of the store, and Huli was not too dirty on the side, so she picked a broken fire brick and sat on the ground.

The rickety old man's voice sounded in the shop again, and after scolding the eldest apprentice, he scolded Li Xiaobai, and then his second apprentice, and then the third apprentice, and everyone was not spared.

It was almost noon, and a dozen well-dressed men came to the dilapidated Gan Kee sword shop with a young man in their arms.

"Hurry up, send a bundle to your teacher!"

The young man didn't look at Qing Yao and Hu Li at the door, strode into the store, knelt down to the ground at the rickety old man, and shouted: "Master is above, please accept the disciple's worship!"

Before it was over, he knelt on the ground and bowed his hand to the old man's three apprentices and said, "Senior brothers, senior brothers are polite!"

The rickety old man glared at this uninvited guest, and said angrily: "The eldest grandson has set the door! How many times has the old man said that the old man stopped accepting apprentices ten years ago, and he will not accept them in the future! Go out! You are not welcome here!"

The young man didn't hear it, and shouted to the family next to him: "What are you doing, don't you bring the bundle of bias up!"

Those housekeepers hurriedly put down the burdens they were carrying, and squeezed the small shop surface tightly with wooden plates.

A gold ingot, silver ingot, and high-quality silk immediately made this dirty and messy craftsman shop a little more rich.

Except for Li Xiaobai, who still looked calm as usual, the old man's three apprentices looked at the gold, silver and satin and forgot the movements on their hands for a while, and they all swallowed their saliva involuntarily, obviously moved.

Only Li Xiaobai was left in the shop, pushing and pulling the bellows very regularly, and suddenly quieted down.

"Let's go! The old man doesn't accept apprentices, don't you hear?"

The rickety old man refused to sell the account, shook his hand vigorously, rushed forward, pulled the young man up directly from the ground, and then pushed it outside the shop.

A housekeeper holding a gold and silver plate couldn't get used to the inexplicable arrogance and indifference of such a bad old man, and immediately shouted: "Old man, don't be ignorant, my son-in-law is the second son of the owner of the Baiqi Pavilion, and I carefully bulldozed your shop, so that you can't stay in the capital today, ouch, son." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly received a heavy slap in the face, and his body staggered, and he almost flew out of the wooden plate and gold and silver in his hand.

"Shut up, don't you have a long eye, do you have a part in talking?"

The eldest grandson Dingmen withdrew his hand and reprimanded this disrespectful family member, who quickly knelt down with a frightened face, and a clearly visible palm print immediately appeared on his face, this slap was very strong, and half of his face immediately swollen.

"The family has no words, please forgive Gan Lao, I am sincerely apprenticing to the teacher, please Gan Lao is fulfilled!"

The eldest grandson Dingmen once again shook it to the end, showing full sincerity.

The rickety old man said impatiently: "The old man said, no more apprentices is no longer apprentices, you don't have to be delusional anymore, if you can't learn the three things that are not competitive, you will follow the old man all the way into the coffin!"

When he said this, the three apprentices in the shop were terrified, although they had followed the master for many years, and their skills were not inferior to the masters of other shops in Anvil Alley, but none of them had learned the master's real skills.

- (To be continued.) )