After feeling this change, Mingyuan became more energetic.

On this day, he came to the secret room as usual, and suddenly there was a sound behind him.

Mingyuan became vigilant, and then, a faint sound of wind came from his ears.

He frowned.

This is in the secret room, in the basement, where does the wind come from?

Before the man could react, his hand had already grasped the fist that had struck.

"How are you?"

Before he could finish speaking, the blacksmith punched again.

What madness is this man doing today? The good ones have to beat themselves.

Mingyuan stretched out his hand to block it several times, and he finally couldn't control his temper a little.

Keeping him in the way of being passive all the time, you feel a little uncomfortable.

Do you really think you are a soft persimmon?

Relying on his muscle memory, Mingyuan threw a few punches, each of which used full strength, and even brought out a gust of breeze.

But the other side is naturally not a vegetarian, and he dodged it for a few moments.

Mingyuan was a little unconvinced, he continued to punch, and the speed became faster and faster, so that in the back, even the fist was a little unclear.

The blacksmith didn't know if he was releasing water or how, he kept retreating, and the whole thing went from attacking to defending, seeing that he was about to retreat to the wall, there was no way to retreat, he also put down his hand, and he didn't even bother to block it.

But he always had a smile on his lips.

Mingyuan seemed to be enraged, although the other party had no movement, Mingyuan still punched mechanically.

The blacksmith closed his eyes, his hair stirred by the blow that blew with the blow, and the next second the punch stopped straight in front of his eyes.

Mingyuan seemed to suddenly understand.

He was stimulated by the blacksmith to strike, and then the man kept leading him to shoot harder and harder, until just now, it was as if he had broken through something.

I feel that the spirit of the whole person has changed for the better, and I have come to another new realm.

If he is left alone to slowly reminisce, I am afraid that he will never be able to return to this realm.

He glanced meaningfully at the blacksmith, but the other party was unimpressed.

"You kid, I tried my best to help you, but you were so ruthless."

Mingyuan was also a little embarrassed, and wanted to apologize, but the other party continued.

"You don't have to come here to practice from tomorrow, I don't have anything to teach you."

Mingyuan was a little stunned.

At first, he thought this thing was a difficult thing, but he had only been learning for about a week, so why did he even have to run away from the teacher?

Could it be that he was really ruthless just now, so the other party is unwilling to teach himself?

Before he could figure it out, his vision was suddenly blocked.

It's a very delicate box.

The blacksmith held it up, intending to put him in Mingyuan's hand.

"You have been studying with me for so long, and you can be regarded as half of my apprentice, apprentices are all to give gifts, I don't have anything to give you, just give you this machine box, this is also my life's work, and when it comes to the critical moment, he will definitely be able to play its role, usually you have nothing to do to study it, but try not to dismantle it."

The blacksmith said bitterly, but Mingyuan's vision became more and more blurred.

"This ...... This thing is too valuable for me to accept. ”

"What are you talking about? I told you that this box was for you, and I could spend a little more time making the same thing if I needed to. ”

Hearing this, Mingyuan also accepted the box.

"Tomorrow, don't you really need to come again?"

There was some reluctance in Mingyuan's tone, after staying here for so many days, he already had feelings.

And this blacksmith, who seems to have a very strange temper, but in fact, is a very soft-hearted man.

He once tentatively asked himself about the tuition fee.

He has always been worried, what if the other party really asks him for something precious and can't take it out himself?

Unexpectedly, the blacksmith waved his hand as if he didn't remember it at all, so that he would not mention it again in the future.

Thinking of this, Mingyuan knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times in the direction of the blacksmith.

The blacksmith didn't show it on his face, as if he had expected such a thing to happen.

After kowtowing, he walked all the way out of the secret room and into the dilapidated courtyard.

He suddenly wanted to turn back, and sure enough, the blacksmith was still following him.

"You just drove me away?"

"Where is this in a hurry, I really don't have anything to give to you, the rest of the things let you slowly go to enlightenment, you don't need to learn from me anymore."

The blacksmith frowned, clearly dissatisfied with this.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell you the secrets of this courtyard?"

Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly had the idea of joking.

When the blacksmith heard this, he only smiled mysteriously, but did not answer.

But Mingyuan seemed to understand suddenly.

Also, the blacksmith is proficient in mechanisms, and after he goes out, he can completely change mechanisms.

Even if he said it, it didn't seem to have a great impact on him.

Mingyuan wanted to say something, but he received the blacksmith's eyes and motioned for him to leave quickly.

He sighed helplessly, and slowly walked out with the trap box.

The blacksmith didn't move, he kept standing in place, looking at Mingyuan in a daze, until he disappeared from his sight.

He suddenly looked up and muttered.

"Big brother, I met the person you said, although he has amnesia, but he is indeed a good seedling as you say, so I can be relieved, we have arranged the chessboard for so long, and we can finally start playing chess."

With that, he turned and returned to the chamber.

After Mingyuan said goodbye to the blacksmith, he first went back, put down the machine box, and then took the jewelry he had worked hard to make in the past few days to the house of Grandma Mao in the south of the village.

"Qingyi, are you there?"

Mingyuan stood at the door for a moment and didn't rush in.

But there was no response from inside, and the door was ajar and could be pushed open with a push.

There seemed to be a sound in the courtyard, and there were people in the house.

"You little girl, don't be ignorant, it's your blessing to be able to be looked at by me, if you struggle again, I can't guarantee that something will happen, I've practiced."

As soon as Mingyuan entered, he heard the voice of a strange man, and what he said clearly reached Mingyuan's ears, and Mingyuan suddenly felt a wave of anger coming out.