At the same time that Shui Yun and Uncle Hua in the silver robe were "paying attention" to Yun Yi, Mei Zi and Gray Bai also looked at the place where the residents gathered not far away.

"Uncle, did you see it, that's Yun Yizhen!" Mei Zi blinked her clear and pure beautiful eyes, looking at everything that happened in the nameless cemetery, and a trace of doubt occasionally flashed in her eyes, probably not understanding why Yun Yi was close to those bluestone wordless tombstones.

"Hey, Yun Yi fainted! Uncle, you said he would be fine, right?"

"Hmm......" A sloppy look, some raunchy gray rubbed the stubble on his cheeks, muttered for a moment, and then shook his head slightly, "As far as I know, it is the first time that worshippers have approached the bluestone wordless monument at such a close distance, let alone touched it...... In this case, I am afraid that only the senior master who built this nameless cemetery can explain it clearly. ”

Meizi looked at the back of the "stepfather" who left with Yunyi, and the scene of Yunyi curled up and crying with his back against the tree suddenly appeared in her heart, and she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling, "Uncle, I want to ...... I...... Are you going to see him?"

Under the messy hair, the gray eyebrows couldn't help but be raised, and then joked: "If you want to go and see, you can go and see, but we are new here, so let's settle down today, and when you can stay, you can go and see Yunyi." ”

Speaking of Yunyi, there was inevitably some appreciation in his gray eyes.

"If Yun Yi didn't get tired in the process of approaching the bluestone wordless monument, then his talent should probably be among the top of the 'Glory Heaven' children's generation!

......

Time flickered, and two days passed. In the past two days, the number of people in the town of Prellett has increased exponentially, and all the vacant rooms in the town have been inhabited by outsiders with good strength, and even the mayor who has been scattered in the town on weekdays has been divided in peace in these days, but at home, for fear of annoying those outsiders.

The old blacksmith's dilapidated blacksmith's shop was bustling with activity for a while, but most of the people who visited him were first-time visitors to the town of Pralit. For anyone who has been here once knows that there was an old blacksmith in the town of Pralit, a lowliest blacksmith who could only make broken swords, and even when the old blacksmith was asked if he had succeeded in making a sword, the old blacksmith replied, "For me, the joy of making a weapon in the right way is far from being comparable to that of ordinary casting."

The old blacksmith's answer had caused a kind of outsider to think deeply at first, but after so many years, he was still just a man who could not successfully forge a sword, so what he said at the beginning has now become a big laughing stock.

Dingdingding......

"It's rare for someone like you to come to my shop. The old blacksmith swung his hammer and struck the red-hot blade incessantly, wisps of smoke coming out of his mouth.

"Oh...... Actually, I'm also in a panic, so I'm just wandering around, my girl, I should go to see your grandson named Yunyi now......" A middle-aged man in gray with a sloppy beard said lazily as he half-leaned against the shabby wooden sign of the blacksmith shop. This man is gray.

The old blacksmith raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a sharp aura between his eyes, and he tapped the sword embryo with a focused expression, "You guy has always been in the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, don't talk about Xiao Yi who is still in a coma, if you have anything, just tell me directly! Fifty gold coins, no two prices. ”

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. It must be known that the price of an ordinary sword is about one gold coin, and a sword worth ten gold coins is already the standard for ordinary guild members. And one gold coin is enough for a family of three to live a petty bourgeois life for a month. The old blacksmith asked for fifty gold coins in one bite, and it was really a lion's mouth.

"Aha, you know how to kill me, an honest man......," he yawned, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw a bag of gold coins to the quenching pool not far from the old blacksmith. Immediately after, I saw him wave his hand to the sword stand not far away, and immediately a broken sword like scrap iron was sucked into his hand, "Just this 'divine sword' worth fifty gold coins......" As he spoke, he flipped his wrist again, and the broken sword disappeared as if out of thin air.

"As long as you are still an honest person, in front of the old man and me, don't bluff people with that lazy appearance! The old blacksmith glanced at the gold coin belt and went on to forge the sword.

"I'd like to ask for information about the 'Wave Sword', or ...... Whereabouts. He stared at the old blacksmith with a terrifyingly calm gaze under his hair.

Ding——

The old blacksmith was stunned, and the strength of the hammer in his hand suddenly changed slightly. And because of this subtle change, the old blacksmith's gaze was fixed, and then he sighed, and directly stopped the movement in his hand, "It's broken......"

Before the words fell, a crack confirmed the old blacksmith's words, and climbed directly onto the sword body, and then the sword embryo was directly cut off in two.

"For the sake of the fact that you have already bought a sword, there is no need to claim anything from you for this broken sword. The old blacksmith exhaled a hot breath, put the broken sword aside, then looked at the gray white, shook the cigarette roll and said, "I won't tell you about him, if you really want to know, you should ask someone else!"

"Master Ye, you are the only one I can find among the descendants of the followers left behind by the 'Doji Star', and I can't think of anyone else I can ask for information about the 'Wave Sword' from other than you. Gray retracted his lazy tone, became a little serious, and under the messy hair, there were wisps of essence in his calm eyes.

The old blacksmith shook his head, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said calmly: "If he wants to see you, you don't need to go to him at all, on the contrary, no matter how much you ask, he will not appear." As for me, I'm just the most rubbish blacksmith, and I'm no longer in touch with the stars...... Besides, the 'Wave Sword' wandered the continent, not to mention that I am a little blacksmith, even those who have status and status, the chance of finding him is also very small. ”

"There is always a silver lining. Gray sighed, and became listless again.

"Hope?" the old blacksmith looked up sharply as he raised his head and looked into the distance, "Did anyone give them hope in the first place?" Hope, that was just a kind of stupid unwillingness...... "The festival is about to begin, you should hurry up and leave with your juniors, and Hugh will mention the matter of the 'Wave Sword'." ”

The old blacksmith looked into the distance, and saw that the sunset was like fire, as if it had ignited the whole sky, and it was as strange as blood.

......

Where is this...... Yun Yi's consciousness was in a trance, his eyes were hazy, he forgot everything, and only felt that he should open his eyes and look in front of him.

I don't know how long it took for his vision to finally become clear.

I saw—

Billowing smoke obscured the entire sky, and a huge pale skeleton loomed under the sky. Between the gaps in the bone wings, the stars of the cross are like eternity.

Is that...... What the?!

The remaining image only stayed in front of Yun Yi's eyes for a moment, and then a warm current enveloped his whole body, and his vision blurred again, and then gradually became clear again.

I saw a pink, delicate and delicate face carved like ivory appear in front of his eyes.

"Yunyi, you're awake!" The pretty face showed a hint of surprise, Yunyi supported himself, only to see that he was in a familiar bedroom at this time, and the owner of the pretty face in front of him was the plum who was wearing a light red gauze and was as dusty as a fairy.

"Meizi, why are you here?" Yun Yi looked around, this was the old blacksmith's bedroom, and the simple decoration of a few wooden pieces of furniture was extremely simple. On the wall next to the bed, a new, broken badge hung high, and if it had been intact, it would have been known as a cross star surrounded by nine stars: the nine stars of the cross.