Lin Xixue lifted her left foot, stepped lightly on the wooden box, put her hands around her knees, and rested her head on her knees a little lazily.

A pair of watery almond eyes should have made people feel gentle, but if they are combined with that seemingly nonexistent playful smile, it adds a bit of bewitchment and madness.

She began to recall what the two cobblers had said.

The second cobbler said that the reason why this corpse became a walking corpse was because the old man of the city god did not accept this person's spirit.

She is no stranger to Master Chenghuang, not only in this world, but also in various places in the previous life.

Legend has it that the Lord of the City God can be in charge of the underworld in a place.

The question is, why didn't the spirits of the few people she killed tonight be taken away by Lord Chenghuang, so that they turned into walking corpses one after another?

Hiss...... Lin Xixue couldn't help but think of a very embarrassing possibility.

Thinking about it carefully, the strange coffin-carrying team seems to be heading in the direction of Xu's Mansion.

Is there such a possibility, in fact, this team is the team sent by Lord Chenghuang to collect spirits, and then I drove them away?

Judging from the results, the coffin-carrying procession fled to the north of the city.

If the City God Temple in Xinliang City is really built in the north of the city, then this conjecture can basically be directly confirmed.

Where is the City God Temple, wait until tomorrow dawn to ask.

However, if this coffin-carrying team really came to collect spirits, wouldn't it mean that this human skin mask was most likely a netherworld?

She couldn't help but be intrigued by the function of this mask.

But if this is really a netherworld, why did it turn from virtual to real after landing?

In addition, there is another thing that Lin Xixue cares about very much - the lord of the city god and the lord of the lord enshrined in Nalinghu Village are both called masters, is there some connection between the two?

The City God Temple has a temple blessing, and the Wuzeng Temple has a great witch blessing, so there seems to be some similarities between the two.

It seems that you still have to be fully prepared and go to the City God Temple.

But she soon realized that it didn't seem very appropriate to enter the temple rashly.

If this City God Lord and the Lord of the Lord are really similar existences, then entering the City God Temple by himself is likely to trigger the arrival of the monster Tianzun again.

Last time, Tianzun used auditory hallucinations to amplify the suspicion in my heart, and let me enter the Wuzeng Temple in a daze, which shows that Tianzun wants to make a move against the master, and I must step into his realm first.

Perhaps you should first communicate with the temple blessings in the City God Temple before making a decision.

As for the three-element view, it is indeed very concerning, but at the moment, except for the name of this temple, I don't know any other information, and I still have to collect some new clues in the future and then analyze it.

After thinking about it, Lin Xixue decided what she would do after dawn the next day.

The first thing is to ask for the location of the City God Temple to verify the conjecture.

The second is to set a few weapons at hand.

In the end, I went to buy the Herbal Illustrated Book, and then launched the prescription to change the medicine for Bai Qing.

After thinking clearly about the goal of tomorrow's action, Lin Xixue closed her eyes and began to recuperate.

Although the body is tired, the consciousness can still feel tired.

In particular, it is a very sad thing to go in and out of hallucinations frequently at night, and then fall into auditory hallucinations repeatedly.

As soon as the day dawned, the streets were filled with the sound of wheels rolling by, and the peddlers and pawns began to prepare for a busy day.

Lin Xixue also dodged out of the small courtyard a few times.

Although most of the bookstores and blacksmith shops have not yet opened at this time, after all, it is still dark, and it is unlikely to attract attention at this moment.

When the morning dawned, although she could also use her divine sense to avoid the crowd, it was always a trouble, so it was better to go out early.

The breakfast shops in the city were also opened, and the hot, oily oil cakes made Lin Xixue, who was extremely hungry, drool.

This is the instinctive joy and happiness that high-carb and high-fat foods bring to people.

However, she knew that she couldn't eat any of these things.

She still doesn't know what she needs to eat, but she is very hungry, but this hunger does not cause any side effects such as low blood sugar and weakness.

It's just that I'm hungry.

The more she looked, the more hungry she became, so she walked around the city, found a larger blacksmith shop, and waited silently in front of the door to open it.

Her social fear has been committed again, in fact, she also knows that the craftsmanship is more important than just looking at the size of the store.

But after all, it is social fear, and she is still reluctant to take the initiative to ask others about this kind of non-essential question.

After waiting for about half an hour, a middle-aged man with a Sichuan character pattern on his forehead opened the façade.

The middle-aged man walked out of the blacksmith shop shirtless, although the muscles on his body were strong, but he had big shoulders on one side and small arms on the other, and his whole body seemed a little asymmetrical, which was inexplicably a little funny.

He raised his head and yawned heavily, then coughed dryly and spat out the door.

Lin Xixue frowned, a little disgusted, but considering that ordinary people in this world are not highly educated, they are really too lazy to care about so much.

She stepped forward and arched her hand slightly, "Can you fight a few blades?" ”

The middle-aged man smashed his mouth a few times, scratched his belly, and said: "Girls, don't think about dancing knives and guns all day long, look at your thin arms and legs, which is the material for running the rivers and lakes." ”

Lin Xixue is naturally too lazy to talk nonsense with him, this world is like this, when you meet someone, you have to reason with him, and you don't have to do anything yourself, just open a school club and fight with others every day.

She directly took out a piece of silver and spread it in her hand: "If you can do it, if you can't do it, I'll go find someone else." ”

When the middle-aged man saw this white silver, his eyes instantly brightened, and he immediately put away his previous preaching posture.

"Yes, of course I can, I have the best craftsmanship in this city, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied, Miss."

He bent down, keeping Lin Xixue's height level, and ushered her into the blacksmith shop.

Lin Xixue took a look around and found that although this shop was large, most of the tools on display were all kinds of farm tools, such as hoes and shovels, and the number of blades was extremely rare.

But think about it, in such troubled times, the vast majority of people are naturally ordinary people, just thinking about having a piece of land and having something to eat, how can they have spare money to fight any blades?

But it didn't matter, Lin Xixue originally only planned to treat this kind of mortal blade as a one-time consumable, and didn't expect a high level of forging.

After all, if you really encounter a strong enemy, you still have to damage Yang Shou and use the magic sword to fight the enemy.

"Little girl...... What kind of blades does this guest like? Do you have any special needs? ”

"Tang-made horizontal knives, five, the harder the better."

When the middle-aged man heard this request, he sighed, knowing that the little girl in front of him was a pure layman, and persuaded: "You don't know, honorable guest, the harder and more brittle this blade is, and it is easy to break the blade when facing the enemy." ”

Lin Xixue only thinks that this man has so many words, of course I have my own considerations for you to be tougher.

She lifted an iron sword hanging from the wall, unsheathed it, slashed diagonally from the bottom up, and then slammed to a halt.

This iron sword turned directly in the air because it couldn't withstand such a fast swing speed, and then it jumped back and forth like a spring in her hand, constantly making a "buzzing" sword sound.

She gently pulled a sword flower, "Zheng", and sent the iron sword back into the scabbard, and then glanced at the middle-aged man expressionlessly.

"Let you do as hard as possible, you just do it, where are there so many problems......"