Chapter 52: The Legend of the Black Boar
The eyes of the killer chicken lit up, and the good guy finally appeared, only to see that the black wild boar looked like a monkey spirit, and he still walked on two feet, and smelled it very cautiously after coming out, and it didn't seem to smell a certain smell that impressed him, and then ran to the tree where the killer chicken was.
"Ahh The black boar roared, jumped up in the air, kicked sideways to the trunk of the tree, and the strong vibration immediately made the killer chicken helpless, and fell to the ground with a snap.
Killing the chicken is stunned, this pig... Will Scud?
The black wild boar was also stunned, and then pulled his legs and wanted to run, but at this time, he suddenly squinted, looked carefully at the person who fell in front of him, and after observing for a while, the pig's face suddenly showed a humanized relaxed color, stood up and put his hooves on the pig's waist, and stared at the dazed chicken killer in front of him with a look of contempt.
"It... What is it going to do? "Killing the chicken is a little unable to understand what the pig wants to do, he didn't see the blood bar on the pig's head, meaning that it can't cut it, and it shouldn't be able to attack itself, but in less than a minute, the world of killing chickens has changed slightly.
Pain ····· Why does it hurt so much? I don't know why this pig beats him as if someone really beat him, and I don't know why this pig doesn't arch him but shoots him with pig's trotters, the most outrageous thing for him is that this pig keeps slapping him from below, so that he can't even fall to the ground!
"Who is it! Who designed this pig? Nima's plan, I'll go to your uncle·····" There is a limit to the damage that can be suffered, and the wave of killing chickens and chickens was unaware of being beaten by black wild boars, and finally couldn't stand being forcibly taken offline.
"Humph! Hum? When the black wild boar was excited, he found that the object of the slap had disappeared out of thin air, and looked at the hooves with some confusion, and then the pig showed a humane evil smile on his face, rolled his eyes, and quietly walked towards the forest.
From this day on, there was a strange legend in Novice Village 1073 that a strong black boar liked to hide in the woods in the middle of the night to sneak up on lone players, and once it caught it, it would fly high and fly high, and then it would swing its trotters below, slapping the player wildly until it took the player off the line.
Such a perverted behavior naturally many players scoffed at.
"Brush the boar and brush the stupid, right?" This is what most people think, but there are always some players who don't believe in evil, and they run alone in the woods late at night, as if to explore a haunted house, and the result is unknown.
Two days have gradually passed, Xiang Mu has been silent in the iron for the past two days, his ears don't hear anything outside the window, and the only thing he has contact with is to send his equipment to the auction house to hang up, but as the player's level goes up, the price of low-level equipment is getting cheaper and cheaper, so that the last five people are interested, but Xiang Mu's name has been passed out again, because his equipment attributes are very good, but he has a lot of fame in forging.
"Regional Announcement: The player's soul has reached level 10 and has become the first level 10 player in Novice Village No. 1073." Xiangmu received a system prompt.
"Is it level 10?" Xiang Mu muttered, but it was about the same time as he expected, he looked at the experience bar that he hadn't moved for a few days, and then chose to go offline, the time was almost up, and it was time for him to act.
Xiang Mu took a look at Li Xueyang, who was still breathing in the house, and then cleaned up and walked out of the door, if Li Xueyang wanted to contact him, just go directly through the watch.
He walked all the way through the city, he was not completely silent in the game these days, he had already selected a blacksmith shop, it was difficult to find this traditional craft in this era, Xiang Mu sighed softly, the progress of the times is destined to eliminate many previous things.
Xiang Mu came to the outskirts of the city, different from the prosperity of the city, there are still a lot of old houses, tile houses with red walls, and many faded words and pictures are painted on the wall, some Xiang Mu has seen, some have not seen, that is a few decades ago more popular discourse patterns.
"Luo Ji Iron Shop" Xiang Mu looked at the signboard of the iron shop in front of him, the signboards were a little tilted, there were a lot of cobwebs on it, the dust covered a thick layer, and the door was closed.
"Knock knock!" Xiang Mu patted the door panel, and the dust fell on the door panel, Xiang Mu took two steps back, dodged the dust, waited for a few breaths, there was no movement in the house, and Xiang Mu patted the door again.
"You are?" At this time, on the second floor of the small second floor opposite the iron shop, someone pushed open the window and looked at Xiang Mu as a young man less than twenty years old, and he looked at Xiang Mu suspiciously.
"Hello, may I ask if this iron shop is not open?" Xiang Mu asked the young man politely.
"It's not open." The man shook his head and said.
"That... Can you contact the owner of this shop? I'd like to borrow a tool. Xiang Mu said sincerely.
"Boss... It's been three years since I died, so if you want to use it, just push open the door and go in and use it, the owner of this shop is my grandfather. The man exhaled lightly, his mood was a little low, and he closed the window after explaining to Xiang Mu.
Xiang Mu was a little surprised, this man was actually the grandson of the owner of this shop, and this attitude seemed to be more casual.
"That... Thanks little boss. Xiang Mu scratched his head, and after he ran out of money, he would give the man some money, Xiang Mu said to the second floor, turned around and pushed open the door of the blacksmith shop.
Dust accumulated in the house, apparently no one has entered for a long time, Xiang Mu saw the iron platform, but it was not much different from what he expected, he walked into it, there were also a lot of weapons in the house, there were guns and swords, Xiang Mu curiously walked over and picked up a long sword to observe, couldn't help but nodded, it seems that the previous boss's skills are still quite good.
Xiang Mu walked to the iron platform, touched the dust on it, and then hesitated slightly, and transported the aura on his body, and suddenly a strong air flow gushed out of his body, which suddenly exploded in the room.
"Ding Ding Ding..." The iron tools around the air flow clanged, and most of the dust was blown outside the house by the air current.
"The power is much stronger than my previous internal force..." Xiang Mu was a little surprised, it was the first time he used this new aura, and it seemed to be much stronger than his original internal strength.
Then Xiang Mu searched the house, but found a lot of iron next door, Xiang Mu was relieved, thinking that it would be too embarrassing to come to the blacksmith shop if there was no iron.
However, Xiang Mu saw that the dry firewood on the side was a little corrupted at this time, and shook his head, if this kind of firewood obviously cannot reach the temperature, Xiang Mu frowned, where should I go to get some dry firewood?
After Xiang Mu walked to the blacksmith shop, there was a small courtyard behind it, there was a dead tree in the yard, the courtyard was full of fallen leaves, and there were several houses next to it, apparently no one lived.
Xiang Mu shook his head slightly, this desolate appearance made him feel a little depressed, he looked at the back of the yard, there was a small hill behind the yard, and there were some trees on it, but it was also a dry appearance.
"It can be used as firewood." Xiang Mu nodded, these trees were almost dying, there was less water, not bad, he went back to the blacksmith shop and took a long sword to the hill.
After a while, Xiang Mu carried two thick tree trunks back to the blacksmith shop, but fortunately he was not seen, otherwise he would have been startled.
The iron was there, the firewood was there, and Xiang Mu went to fetch another bucket of water, but he had already prepared all the needs for striking iron.
A fire was lit to the wood, and in a few moments white smoke rose from the chimney on the top of the blacksmith's shop, and a crisp tapping sound sounded in the blacksmith's shop.
"Huh?" After the voice sounded, the young man on the second floor opposite opened the window suspiciously, looked at the smoke on the roof, listened to the crisp tapping sound in his ears, his eyes were a little distracted, at this moment he seemed to have returned to many years ago, and unconsciously tears were left from the corners of his eyes·····