"Good! Yes, absolutely, then let's stop...... Don't forget, feel free to inquire about the news in the Imperial Palace, and Poor Dao will come to visit you when he is free! Here, I will reward you with a roast goose! Poor road to go! As soon as the words fell, the curtain flashed, and the head of Xuanshan disappeared.

"Here we go again!" Jing Shilie said, unfolding the lotus leaf, and a fat goose that burned straight to oil appeared in front of him.

Jing Shilie hesitated for a moment and said to himself, "To eat or not to eat?" If you eat such a greasy food at night, you will gain weight...... Forget it, let's eat a little! After that, he tore off one leg and began to chew it: "Well, yes, it still smells like that!" ……”

"Shilie, why don't you rest?" Xiaochan's voice came from behind.

"Ah...... Lady, why are you up......" Jing Shilie hurriedly turned around and hid the half-eaten goose leg behind his back.

"What does it smell like? Roast goose? That bull-nosed old man is here again, right? Don't hide it, take it out! Xiaochan saw the roast goose on the bookcase at a glance, so she stretched out her hand.

"Lady, I'm just trying it......" Jing Shilie had to take out the half-pulled goose leg behind his back, "Lady, why don't you try it too, it tastes good!" ”

Xiaochan took a bite and said, "You want me to be fooled again!" Eat fat, you hate me so much, marry a young, slender one and come back! I don't know about you yet! ”

"Where, where! Give me a hundred guts, and I won't dare! Lady, do you want to taste it again? ”

"Stupid!" Xiaochan glanced at Jing Shilie and sneered.

But where did Jing Shilie get the news of the imperial palace?

This news came from a person, and this person was none other than Liu Xuanzhen, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army of the Emperor of the Celestial Empire.

Time rewinds to the summer of the eighth year of the Celestial Empire. One scorching afternoon, Jing Shilie was napping in his blacksmith shop, and walked in a few people who looked like soldiers in white helmets and white armor.

Jing Shilie vaguely saw someone coming, and hurriedly got up, but before he could speak, one of these people with a long face and beard shouted, "Who is the shopkeeper here?" ”

"I, I am! What do you want? ”

"What's the point? Your pots and pans are too small to be used in our barracks! Let me ask you, can we fight weapons here? ”

"Weapons? Don't fight! When Jing Shilie heard the word "weapon", he chuckled in his heart.

You must know that there is an unwritten rule in the blacksmith industry, as long as it is not specially approved by the government, it is generally not necessary to create weapons for customers at will, because the weapons created are very likely to become tools for some gangsters to kill people and sell goods.

"What if I let you fight?" This beard is quite domineering.

Jing Shilie didn't eat this set, thinking to himself, if Lao Tzu doesn't fight, can you still force it? But he still said with a smile on his face: "This is a small business, the level is average, it is really ......"

"Less nonsense! To fight, or not to fight, give a happy word! As he spoke, he took an iron spoon placed on the counter in his hand, and with a little force, he crumpled the iron spoon and threw it on the ground to make a "dang" sound.

"This soldier, how can he destroy things at will!" Jing Shilie said, bending down to pick up the iron spoon and placing it in its place.

"Can't you give money?" The bearded man asked again.

"If you don't give money, you won't fight." Jing Shilie's face was calm, and he thought to himself: "Damn, according to your meaning, you won't give you money when you cooperate with others to give you weapons?" ”

"That'...... Never mind. Brothers, let's go! Change one! You...... Wait! The bearded man pointed his whip at Jing Shiyeol's nose and threatened.

Jing Shilie bowed his hand and bent over: "Master Jun go slowly!" I don't send it! ”

Watching these people leave their blacksmith shop, Jing Shilie picked up the iron spoon, looked at it carefully, and frowned.

Jing Shilie thought to himself: "I didn't expect that there would be such a person in the Imperial Forest Army who is so good at martial arts, but it's a pity that he actually gave his life to Ding Kun, a kid......"

Jing Shilie put the iron spoon in his hand and slowly rubbed it with his fingers. Soon, the iron spoon returned to its original appearance and became brighter.

In the evening of the same day, Jing Shilie was about to close the door when suddenly a masked man flashed in.

"May I ask this guest officer, what do you want?"

"Hello Boss Jing!" Jing Shilie listened to this person's voice, and he was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

But when he called him "Boss Jing", he knew that he had not revealed his identity, so he calmly asked, "May I ask who the guest officer is......"

"You don't recognize it? Me! The man who came took off the mask.

Long face, beard. It turned out to be the high-flying and domineering soldier who came during the day.

"Are you...... Military master? I said it, don't use weapons, please go back! ”

"Don't! In the next time, it is not a matter of weapons! I'm here to make friends! ”

"Making friends? I never make friends with officials! I'm sorry! ”

"Don't! So unfriendly! Let me introduce myself first, my surname is Liu, and my name is Xuanzhen; You don't need to introduce Boss Jing, I already know your name, Jing Shilie, right? Not only do I know your name, but I know you, and you're definitely not an ordinary character! ”

"Oh? What else do you know? Tell me about it! Jing Shilie began to be vigilant.

"You, unlike other businessmen, these things you sell are of high quality, but the price is very fair, and you never cut corners......"

"It's nothing, businessmen should be like this, what's so unusual about that?"

"It's unusual! Also, when you saw me today, you weren't scared at all, which is not ordinary. ”

"You...... Aren't you just a human being, what's so scary? Jing Shilie said.

"Haven't you heard the saying 'Liu has a long beard and doesn't blink when he kills'?"

"I've heard of it, could it be that you are that Liu Huzi?" Jing Shilie glanced at the one in front of him and said.

"That's right! I'm Liu Huzi! Scared, right? ”

"Don't be afraid." Jing Shilie still said calmly, "If the military master is okay, please go back, I'm going to close here." ”

"Don't! Say yes, you want to make friends! That one...... It looks like you're older than me, so I'll consider you a big brother! Brother Jing, please bow down to the younger brother! With that, Liu Xuanzhen bowed his hand to Jing Shilie.

"What the hell is going on, let's talk about it!" Jing Shilie bowed his hand slightly, indicating that he returned the salute.

"Brother Jing, little brother has something here, please show me what it is!" As he spoke, he took out a delicate willow leaf dart from his bosom.

Jing Shilie took it, and was secretly shocked in his heart, wasn't this the black gold dart that Master Ma let him see on the Black Mountain back then? How did it fall into the hands of this master?

But Jing Shilie pretended to be casual and said, "It's just a willow leaf dart." ”