Chapter 115 is not for sale

According to the address given by the shopkeeper Sun, Wan Feng came to Tianshui Street.

After casually pulling someone to inquire, Wan Feng quickly knew the specific location of the blacksmith shop.

As you walk inside, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians around, and the surrounding buildings are getting lower and lower, and many of them seem to be in disrepair.

Of course, with this, there is also the feeling of getting worse and worse hygiene, and it looks dirty.

At this moment, Wan Feng was keenly aware that the sound of striking iron came from the building not far away.

Following the voice, Wan Feng came to a building.

There are no signs, and the appearance is no different from ordinary shops.

"Guest officer, are you here to buy weapons?"

A woman with some darkened skin saw Wan Feng and immediately greeted her.

Wan Feng bowed slightly: "I heard that your weapons are very good, so I came here to take a look." ”

Upon hearing this, the smile on the woman's face became even worse, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"Don't worry, the weapons in our store are all good, I guarantee that you can find the weapons you like, come, please come inside."

The woman leaned slightly sideways and stretched out her hand.

Wan Feng was not polite, and entered the store directly.

There are several weapon shelves in the shop, which are filled with all kinds of swords, and even on the walls on both sides, there are many of them.

Wan Feng found that even if he came to this shop, the sound of striking iron was not loud, which showed that the location of this casting should be some distance from here, or it was not on the ground.

"Guest, what weapon do you want? Is it a knife or a sword? ”

The woman asked enthusiastically.

Wan Feng retracted his gaze and said, "I like knives more." ”

From the number and types of weapons in this shop, it can be seen that the people who use knives and swords occupy the mainstream in this Jianghu, and there are very few other types of weapons.

The woman asked, "Do you prefer a heavier one or a lighter one?" Do you have a favorite style? ”

"It's heavier, as for the style, the style of the Yanling knife is good."

"Then please here, this side is all in the style of a goose feather knife, take a look."

Following the woman to a corner, Wan Feng looked carefully, and it was indeed a knife in the style of a Yanling knife.

After looking at them one by one, he shook his head slightly.

It's not that these knives are bad, the quality of these knives is enough to compare with what he uses, and even better.

However, a knife of this quality can no longer satisfy him.

Seeing that Wan Feng was not satisfied, the smile on the woman's face gradually disappeared.

"Guest officer, these are all top-notch, don't you like them?"

Wan Feng said with some disappointment: "I originally thought that your family would have a better knife, but now it seems that ......"

Wan Feng's last words didn't come out, but the woman also knew what Wan Feng meant.

"Guest officer, the only thing that can be better than this knife is the first-class divine soldier at a higher level, aren't you entertaining me?"

The woman's tone was a little unpleasant.

She is still very clear about her father's craft.

It is because of the high level of skill that this shop can continue to open.

Otherwise, with the remote location of this blacksmith shop, let alone making money, he can't even support himself.

"I'm naturally not entertaining you, since you don't have a divine weapon in your store, then I don't know if the materials for building a divine soldier can be sold?"

This is the purpose of Wan Feng's coming here.

Divine soldiers are just a general term.

Ordinary divine weapons, compared with ordinary weapons, are sharper, stronger, and generally have the effect of strengthening sword qi and sword qi.

It is on this basis that the human and divine soldiers on this basis gave birth to spirituality, and they have the aura that can only lead heaven and earth.

There is no doubt that a person with a human god can strengthen his own strength.

However, human and divine weapons are rare, at least Wan Feng has not seen them so far.

And ordinary divine soldiers are also called pseudo-divine soldiers, but even so, they are not something that ordinary people can have.

A flash of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes: "The guest officer came for the materials from the beginning, right?" If only you had said it earlier. ”

was recognized, Wan Feng was not annoyed, but said with a smile: "So, the girl is willing to sell me the materials?" ”

"Not for sale!"

The woman's unequivocal voice spat out, causing the smile on Wan Feng's face to freeze immediately.

"It's not enough for my dad to practice casting, where is there more to sell to you."

Perhaps knowing Wan Feng's true purpose, the woman's words became unceremoniously.

Wan Feng had no choice but to say: "I was introduced by Shopkeeper Sun of Songtaoju, can the girl be accommodating?" ”

"Sun Yaozu?"

The woman was slightly surprised, and after looking at Wan Feng, she asked, "Are you the catcher of the six doors?" ”

Wan Feng was wearing civilian clothes at this time, and he didn't expect that he would be recognized.

"Exactly."

"Then you come with me, only my father can make a decision on this matter."

As she spoke, the woman turned and walked to the back of the shop.

Wan Feng didn't expect that the name of Shopkeeper Sun was still very useful, so he immediately followed.

Behind was a courtyard, but the woman did not stop, and through an arch directly opposite, they entered another courtyard.

The sound of striking iron is also getting clearer and clearer.

Looking at the somewhat simple house in front of him, Wan Feng guessed in his heart that the location of this blacksmith shop might be among them.

The woman stepped forward and opened the door, and a stream of hot air poured out, and the sound of striking iron became louder.

She suddenly opened her throat and shouted into the house, "Dad, someone is looking for you!" ”

Seeing that no one responded, the woman shouted several times in succession.

"Hear me, stop shouting!"

A majestic male voice came from inside.

The woman then exited the door.

Wan Feng looked inside along the door, but found that there were no people inside, and there were no iron-striking tools, only a square hole in the center, and a staircase led to the ground from here.

A faint glow of fire emanated from the entrance of the cave.

Retracting his gaze, Wan Feng was a little curious: "Why does this iron have to go underground?" Wouldn't that be more muggy? ”

Anyone who has ever been in the cellar should know what it feels like, the temperature inside is very slow, and it is very uncomfortable to strike iron inside.

Moreover, all kinds of exhaust gases produced during smelting are also a source of danger.

The woman didn't answer, but gave Wan Feng a blank look: "Why do you care so much?" ”

The corners of Wan Feng's mouth twitched, and he didn't ask any more questions.

This woman's temper is obviously not very good, and now she has a request for others, so it is better to be polite.

Soon, a tall, muscular middle-aged man walked up from the hole.

"Jinyu, who's coming to me?"

The middle-aged man's gaze fell on Wan Feng.

Wan Feng hurriedly said: "In Xia Wanfeng, after being introduced by the shopkeeper of Songtao Jusun, I came to buy the materials for building the divine soldier. ”

The middle-aged man didn't think about it, so he said, "Don't sell it!" Go back! ”