After leaving the crowd, Du Chengfeng quickly found two white rabbits.

Of course, these two rabbits are not necessarily the two he lost, but the rabbits basically look the same, especially the white rabbits, and it is really a bit difficult for people to distinguish - not to mention that with the current neighborhood fanaticism for rabbits, it is difficult to say whether he can take these two rabbits away.

Fortunately, he finally brought the two white rabbits back before the neighbors found out.

Due to the urgency of time, he didn't even wait for the meal, and peeled the two rabbits and stewed them on the spot, until the two rabbits were completely eaten into his stomach, and he finally settled down.

After all, the lost rabbit is infected with evil gas, God knows if this evil animal is as dangerous as the evil monster, since this thing can't be used, then for safety reasons, it must be the safest to eat.

It's just that what Du Chengfeng doesn't know is that the impact of evil qi on rabbits may not only be reflected in danger.

Du Chengfeng has eaten and drunk enough to take a nap, but the neighbors in the town are still gathered at the Bell and Drum Tower, they are still watching these two sacred red rabbits, and all kinds of strange legends have been made up by them - the most outrageous thing is that these two red rabbits have been bred and matched until now, and they have no intention of stopping.

When these two red rabbits killed monsters, the people they saw were actually limited, and most of the people behind them were actually crowds, after all, the monster corpse that died in one place, then there must be a reason, since there are witnesses who say that the red rabbit did it, then everyone will naturally believe a little more, but this belief is not so much an admit, but it is better to say that ordinary people are also clouds, and everyone feels that there is a saying, so there must be a bit of a saying.

As for the current words......

At least in terms of endurance, these two rabbits seem to really have a bit of a say.

You must know that the breeding time of rabbits is very fast, almost dozens of numbers are over, basically that trembling, so it was once seen as a joke - but in front of everyone's eyes, these two rabbits have been chiseled since the morning, and they still have no intention of stopping.

Isn't this a miracle? Isn't that sacred?

"A temple should be built to make offerings to the two rabbit Buddhas."

Many young men already have such an idea, they all want to try to bow twice, to see if they can be favored by the rabbit Buddha, even if it is not as brave as the rabbit Buddha, it is already very good to become stronger.

So, under the impetus of some special ideas, these young men have a strong sense of action, and in just one noon, they have already chosen a place, and even the foundation has been dug halfway.

And Du Chengfeng was also woken up by the sound of construction outside.

"What's going on?"

Du Chengfeng, who was halfway through his sleep, was still a little confused.

"What's going on out there?"

"I don't know, it's the locals."

The young man with the iron whip had just come back, so he gave Du Chengfeng an answer.

"I just went over and looked at it, and they said they were going to build a temple and worship the Rabbit Buddha...... How do you feel like you've never heard of this? Do you know what a rabbit Buddha is? ”

“…… Maybe it's a local faith. ”

Du Chengfeng scratched his head, he actually didn't know too well, although he listened to a lot of them in the morning, but none of those stories added up to him could remember - after all, those statements sounded like they were made up, similar to which emperor ate what food, saying that this thing was good, maybe it looked like it was barely like it, but after all, there was still a little less time to precipitate.

But here's the problem, it's true that the story is fake, but people's worship of the two red rabbits is not fake, so Du Chengfeng is not sure whether there is really a problem with this matter.

"Not to mention that I have more important things to do."

After washing his face and refreshing himself, Du Chengfeng began to continue his work.

That is, find a way to deal with those evil monsters who want to come and grab the territory.

What to do, he actually has a little plan in his heart, although the evil masters in the backyard before are not strictly speaking, they have provided him with enough inspiration - indeed, some people in the three groups succeed and some fail, but this is a normal thing, just look at the failure rate, then these people are indeed unreliable, but if they are unreliable, can't they just be replaced?

"There will be brave men under the great reward!"

This is the source of inspiration for Du Chengfeng.

In the name of Sanshan Town, to issue a mission to garrison the town, so that those evil qi masters come to help - of course, this refers not to these so-called masters in the town at the moment, but to the masters who can suppress evil qi monsters in the real sense.

How to keep these evil masters, Du Chengfeng's method is also very simple, he decided to refer to the current popular score outside, that is, the list system that is very popular nowadays, and get one here, so that the masters involved in it are all rolled up, once people start to compete, they will have motivation, who wants to be the second in ten thousand years?

As long as the whole list mechanic is operational, there will always be masters who want to come over and become the new kill king, and as a side benefit, the whole town will become safe again.

"That's right! That's how it should be! ”

Du Chengfeng, who figured out the joints, slapped excitedly, and he could be regarded as throwing the pot out.

So, the rest is the last and most critical question.

If you want this list to work, you have to invest a little upfront, that is, you have to have a little reward before you can mobilize the enthusiasm of those masters.

At present, these three mountain towns are poor and white, what reward can they get?

"This."

Du Chengfeng began to scratch his head.

Originally, in his imagination, endless enemies themselves are the best reward, but anyone who is aspiring to become stronger should not refuse this generous treatment, after all, wave after wave of enemies, but it means the possibility of again and again, where can such a good thing be found? Even he can't find it, right?

But here's the problem.

Why didn't he do such a good thing himself?

"Hmm...... It's still going to have to be affordable. ”

After considering the mentality of those masters, Du Chengfeng still gave up the idea of an empty glove white wolf.

There is no way, the world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, there are very few people like them of the older generation, who are keen on fighting, and now the new masters are those in the backyard, and the reason for fighting is either for profit, or it is simply for the devil - even the devil is for profit, after all, those Songzhou people pray for God and worship Buddha in order to strengthen themselves.

In the final analysis, this is the ecological environment of normal people, as the so-called world is bustling for profit, the world is bustling for profit, and the natural war maniac is a minority after all, not to mention that even if they are born war maniac, the reason for their war is also for self-satisfaction.

"So, I have to bleed on my own?"

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng scratched his head more and more.

What are you kidding, he had already bled out of the matter of burying the treasure last time, although he couldn't use those ordinary evil blades at all, but this kind of thing was enough once - if he really let him come a second time, he didn't know which blade to optimize, after all, after a careful selection, the things left in his hands at the moment were basically very memorable.

Except for the bald pen, which is newly acquired and doesn't match his fighting style very well, it is very suitable to be taken out as a prize right now.

"But this is the only thing that doesn't work."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng put the bald pen back again.

This is the only thing that doesn't work, just because this bald pen is completely different from all his blades, and he can even conclude that this bald pen is not the same system as the blade in his hand, and this bald pen is also the only one in his hand that really has a special function, whether it is camouflage or painting, which is extremely practical, not to mention the sharp enough to break through his defenses, this thing is simply the best thing in his hand at the moment.

"So...... Why don't you do it yourself? ”

Du Chengfeng patted his head.

He can really handle it.

Although he had never really made iron, he actually knew how to make iron, and he had picked up a very obscure scimitar with the life of a steppe blacksmith attached to it, and after watching that memory, he knew everything about what the blacksmith had to do - of course, it was certainly not as good as the famous craftsman from the professional class, but the rough craftsmanship of the steppe blacksmith was more suitable for novices to get started.

What's more, even compared to those famous craftsmen, he also has his own advantages.

That is, he is the most capable of all blacksmiths.

This is not a joke like "saying that the best painting in cross talk", but it really has practical significance in it, the warrior may not be proficient in iron, but the warrior is proficient in how to fight, maybe how to build a good sword, it is relatively difficult for a warrior, but a good warrior must know what kind of sword is the best.

Du Chengfeng is a good soldier now, his blacksmith's skills may be like that, but he has too many blades, he knows very well what a good blade should look like, and his craftsmanship is enough to support his own thoughts.

"In fact, a lot of times, people don't want so many things, strong, durable, balanced center of gravity, and if they can, both beautiful, it's almost a perfect blade."

As a person who often slashes people with a knife, Du Chengfeng still has a lot of say in this regard, such as the big knife he uses most often, when the original owner Yang Fatzi designed it, he only considered the beauty, sturdiness, and durability, but the center of gravity of the whole knife was missing - of course, this may be Yang Fatzi's intention, after all, Yang Fatzi's original intention in designing this knife was to perform a knife to chop off the pig's head, and the center of gravity of the whole knife will inevitably be relatively forward, making it as heavy and powerful as an axe.

And the result of Du Chengfeng's start is that Yang Fatzi's design is indeed successful, at least when he cuts it out for the first time, it is indeed powerful enough.

The problem is that the big knife is difficult to cut the second knife, and if you have to cut it continuously, it has considerable requirements for body style and wrist strength, so from the perspective of the knife, the design of this knife is a bit problematic.

"No wonder I haven't used that knife much lately, so that's the problem!"

Du Chengfeng patted his head, and he felt that he had found the answer.

As it turned out, the knife really didn't match him, and now that he had passed the difficult stage of losing strength a long time ago, it was time for the knife to be optimized.

In fact, the fact that the knife has been able to accompany him for so long is already quite remarkable, you must know that with his current battle, that knife can no longer keep up with his style of play.

"It's a pity...... Forget it, don't want this. ”

Parting is always sad, but even so, Du Chengfeng didn't plan to take out the big knife as a prize, even if he didn't use it, the knife would stay by his side and always be a souvenir.

As for the prize itself, since he had already thought of this level, he naturally made some new ones himself.

"!"

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng went directly out to the town.

The crowd on the other side of the bell and drum tower had dispersed, and they all went to dig the foundation on the edge of the post station, and only a few people still gathered under the tree in the morning, as if standing there could be touched by the immortal aura of the so-called "Rabbit Buddha" - but Du Chengfeng just glanced at it and didn't care anymore, he had more important things to do at the moment.

Walking along Gulou Street, you will come to the blacksmith shop, although the three mountain towns are not very big, but the blacksmith shop is complete, on weekdays to make a sickle and hoe or something, if necessary, even if you create some knives and spear heads, it is not a problem.

"That's enough!"

Du Chengfeng smiled.

It is indeed enough, this condition is at least much better than that used by the grassland blacksmith, and the background of the wild road may be this benefit, and the requirements for the environment and conditions are not as high as those of the professional class.

"This money is for you, and the blacksmith shop will be rented to me for a while!"

"This ...... So much? ”

When the blacksmith saw the bag of copper plates handed over by Du Chengfeng, everyone looked stupid, you must know that this is just renting a shop, not using his iron materials, this is giving so much money, and he has never seen such a generous customer.

The customer was so generous, the blacksmith naturally had no reason to refuse, so after a few words, the blacksmith naturally gave up the shop and went to worship the rabbit Buddha.

After all, although this blacksmith is strong and strong all year round, he always has some ideas for going further, and now that the endurance of the rabbit Buddha is rumored to be superb, he naturally wants to see it.

And after the blacksmith left, Du Chengfeng also picked up the set of guys left by the blacksmith, although he had also made iron before, but he had not touched these things for a long time, and he really felt a little strange.

Soon, however, some of his muscle memory gradually recovered, and his movements became more and more familiar.

"Do something...... With the "

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng first picked out a few evil scimitars and melted them.

Then, he began his creative journey.

(End of chapter)