"I'll go for a walk next door." Zhang Jinsheng stood up.

At this time, the core forging has come to the most critical period, the burner pattern.

But this can be completely left to this group of blacksmiths to burn.

After the burning is completed, Zhang Jinsheng needs to return to the furnace by hand, reshape and quench it in an integrated manner.

So Zhang Jinsheng has nothing to do during this period of time.

Why don't you visit the blacksmith shop next door to see how they are forging, and the sound of the hot iron and roaring is curious.

You might even be able to see the corpse of the demon beast of the water army?

Zhang Jinsheng thought to himself, he had been secretly discussing with a few old blacksmiths in the past few days, and he had long been curious about those sea monsters in the deep sea.

After all, there is nothing wrong with Xinyizhou indeed being close to the sea.

But the area of a continent is too big, and they have never seen those so-called demon beasts living in salt water.

These days, from the other party's vague narration, it seems that the navy likes to spray people.

The preliminary judgment of these old blacksmiths of the Zhang family is that they like to open their mouths and spray water jets.

This form of attack of sea beasts is quite normal.

Zhang Jinsheng thought about it, and quickly came to the door of the other party's blacksmith shop, and saw several blacksmiths guarding the door with a panicked face:

"Aren't you forging to get out? Wait, we can't now, we've come to the most critical moment of forging!"

Zhang Jinsheng was puzzled: "Why can't you enter anything? No matter how critical the moment, I don't affect my peers, and I'm very experienced in that."

A few janitor blacksmiths hesitated: "No, it's not convenient to disturb, we have to concentrate!"

A few of their blacksmiths didn't expect that the other party would come here to watch the excitement halfway through the ironwork, and this old man's curiosity was too strong!

Don't you love to watch sadomasochistic romance dramas, what are the horror movies we have here?

Zhang Jinsheng couldn't say a word when he saw the other party for a long time, "I'll just take a look at the door a few times, and I won't disturb it."

He didn't admit that he was a curious water army, but Zhengsedao:

"I'm mainly looking to see if there's anything I can help with here next door, after all, the machine spirit and the body are integrated, and walking around can better cooperate to complete this weapon."

After that, ignoring the desire of several blacksmiths to stop talking, he directly opened the door and peeked in.

In this old blacksmith shop, the heat wave of the stove is blowing in the face, but I feel that the wind is gusting inexplicably.

Because the turbidity and yin qi in it are very thick.

There was an inexplicable feeling of heat and cold throughout the blacksmith's shop.

Could this be their yin and yang?

Zhang Jinsheng thought to himself, feeling that they did have a background.

On the ground of the blacksmith shop, there were several convulsive blacksmith corpses, and there were no corpses of any sailors.

"No trolls?"

Zhang Jinsheng was right when he thought about it carefully, now is the period of forging demon soldiers, how can he use the materials of those low-level demon beasts to make tools?

His attention quickly fell on the blacksmiths on the ground, and found that they were dead.

I also saw a few of them eating together in the bonfire party, standing in front of the [billboard], and discussing happily.

I even saw that I was transporting boxes of forging materials, and I took the initiative to help carry them in for free.

Though.

They always wore a weird smile, and after a few days of getting along, it became their smiling custom.

But how could the enthusiastic blacksmith who sounded like a few days ago suddenly die?

Just when Zhang Jinsheng was secretly frowning, he finally saw the death of those blacksmiths.

I saw the knife chirping excitedly and shouting:

"Family, it's not enough, we need more lubricant, a little more turbidity, and a little more gloomy."

"It works! I can feel the convergence of yin and yang, and the fusion of yin and yang requires a transmitter!"

"These fathers and fellow villagers are the transmitters of fusion!"

A few young blacksmiths walked out of the crowd, shouting "let me come" and "get out of the way" as if they had encountered something good, and made an incomprehensible move:

Bloom three flowers.

Trying to step into the fairy gate.

The thick turbidity of heaven and earth poured into their minds before the red day.

This made Zhang Jinsheng secretly puzzled.

From the perspective of an outsider who knows nothing about him.

What does the blacksmith have to do with striking iron, forging peerless divine weapons, and letting a group of scholars bloom three flowers?

Just turn on at this most critical time?

He soon saw a scene that he would never forget.

I saw that those who were reading with three flowers were soon struck by a few blacksmiths next to them who picked up a sledgehammer and struck Duang~Duang~.

It's like banging on a forging table.

The wielding hammer trapped the turbidity in the skull, and all kinds of screaming turbidity were endless.

"Help, click, click," an old man called for help with a mechanically intermittent sound.

"Don't, don't let me go." There was a girl's coquettish sound of fear

Zhang Jinsheng's peeping eyes hiding in the crack of the door contracted violently, and his pupils shook on the spot.

This?

What is this doing??

A large amount of turbidity in the world, the resentment of the past readers, on the contrary, is no longer arrogant and ruthless, but begging for mercy in their hands!

Fear was like a cold wind, silently invading him, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in place, his mouth wide open, unable to speak.

Even if he has lived for thousands of years and has seen a lot of weird and terrifying pictures, he has never seen such grotesque pictures.

What do you see now?

Those young and young people who have been studying hard for more than ten years, and I don't know how many times they have stayed up late to study, and finally can bloom three flowers, but they choose to use their lives to deceive the turbidity into their bodies and sacrifice their great future?

Zhang Jinsheng was so frightened that he hurriedly closed the door and walked back in a trance.

He was still in the shock of the picture inside the blacksmith shop, and the overwhelming doubts poured into his mind.

He was thinking in his heart, what force made them so distorted, crazy, and excited, and desperate to choose to die?

Is it a distorted spirit?

No way.

Those who are bewitched by the distorted spirit of evil magic will inevitably be in a state of confusion, unable to "know that I am me", and will inevitably be unable to bloom three flowers.

They have firm faith, a clear mind, and a brave heart to do that.

Why willingly?

Why is there such a twisted and terrifying scene?

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out.

I feel that there must be an unimaginable big secret in it.

He returned to his blacksmith shop in a trance, and saw that several old blacksmiths were still reproducing the inscriptions, busy and extremely focused.

Clang!

Clang!

These old men and ladies are sophisticated and uniform.

Even during the forging process, they were still in the mood to look at Zhang Jinsheng who came back, but they saw that his face was pale, his expression was in a trance, and he walked a little shaky.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Deputy Chief Zhang Jinsheng, why did your Sanhua and spirit shake so violently?"

"You, what do you see!?"

Several old men exclaimed, dumbfounded and in disbelief.

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