"When...... While...... When ......"

The sound of striking iron in the blacksmith shop was extremely rhythmic, and Zuo Wuji looked inside outside, and saw that every time the blacksmith hit the hammer and fell, a large number of sparks must erupt on the anvil, and the iron embryo was like a hard piece of dough under his hammer, which was visibly smashed to change shape.

Originally, he was attracted by the meat buns, Zuo Wuji didn't care about the blacksmith shop next to him, but he felt that he was very good at striking iron, and it seemed that striking iron was also quite a skill.

"Hey officer, your bun!"

The owner of the steamed bun shop on the side had already wrapped the steamed bun in oiled paper, walked over to Zuo Wuji and handed it to him.

"Oh, thanks. ”

Zuo Wuji still spoke these words fluently, reached out and took the oil paper bag, and then looked down to untie it, there were ten, no wonder it was such a big bag.

"This, ten?"

"Hehe, guest officer, you use it slowly, and you don't charge for more!"

"Oh, thank you, thank you!"

Zuo Wuji picked up a bun, opened his mouth and took a big mouthful, and the not too small bun was directly half gone, and the heat was full of oil in Zuo Wuji's mouth.

"Good, delicious!"

Zuo Wuji praised it, and looked at Jinjia striking iron, and the owner of the bun shop on the side saw that there were no guests for the time being, so he did not go back to the shop, but approached Zuo Wujidao.

"This guest officer, you and Brother Jin are fellow countrymen?"

"Huh?"

The other party's voice was low and the speed of speech was fast, Zuo Wuji didn't understand what he meant for a while

"I mean, guest officer, you, aren't you, and Brother Jin, are you a fellow?"

"Oooh oh ......"

Zuo Wuji nodded, and now he roughly understood.

"Yes, it should be, listen to the accent, like, we, are all ......"

'What did Yunzhou Dazhen say......

After thinking for a while, Zuo Wuji pointed to the clouds in the sky and said.

"We all, yes, Yunzhou, big ...... Chaste...... Personage. ”

Dazhen is directly the original pronunciation, the owner of the bun shop looked at Zuo Wuji's fingers towards the sky, scratching his head as if he understood or not, the word Dazhen has never heard or understood, is it still a place in the sky? But I think it is a special place name.

"Not far away, huh?"

Zuo Wuji was already eating the second bun, and he praised the boss of the bun shop.

"This steamed bun tastes so good! Hometown, far, far, far, far, far away, the ocean, the other end of the sea......

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As he spoke, Zuo Wuji had already walked into the blacksmith shop, looking east and west in the shop, picking up some farm tools and kitchen knives from time to time to weigh and knock.

"This brother is very skilled, these iron tools are not simple. ”

Jin Jia didn't pay attention to Zuo Wuji and continued to strike the iron, and Zuo Wuji didn't have to pay attention to Jin Jia, but walked to the anvil and looked at him like this.

The owner of the steamed bun shop outside was slightly stunned, this foreigner stood so close to the anvil, he actually stood so steadily, his body was impartial, his eyes did not blink, and he was eating the steamed buns as if nothing had happened, and he was replaced by a few people, just the oppressive force of Brother Jin's hammer could scare most people straight back.

'It seems that this stranger is also a capable man!'

"Boss, buy buns......"

"Oh good, here it is!"

Hearing someone calling himself over there, the owner of the bun shop hurried back, but he still couldn't help but glance at the blacksmith shop, and it was rare to see a fellow of Brother Jin, and he wanted to know something about Brother Jin.

And Zuo Wuji just stood on the edge of the golden armor, watching the frequency of his hammer change, counting the number of times he hammered, basically a frequency of seventy-seven forty-nine hammers, taking care of all the details of the iron embryo.

"Zilala-"

The iron embryo was sent into a wooden barrel to be quenched, and after a moment it was tempered again, and Zuo Wuji also ate the last bun in the process, clapping his hands and rubbing his stomach again, with a satisfied look on his face.

It was also at this moment that the curtain in the back room of the blacksmith was lifted from within, and a sturdy old man came out of it.

"Who are you? Don't stand too close to the stove and anvil if you buy ironware!"

Zuo Wuji bowed to the old man.

"In the lower Zuo Wuji, he is also a Dazhen person, and he is not here to buy ironware, but it is quite warm on the edge of this stove!"

The old blacksmith frowned and looked at Zuo Wuji.

"I couldn't understand a word of what I was saying. ”

As soon as the old blacksmith said this, Zuo Wuji understood that the old blacksmith had nothing to do with Dazhen.

Jin Jia glanced at the old blacksmith and replied.

He said that his name was Zuo Wuji, that he was a Dazhen person, that he was not here to buy ironware, and that he was standing by the stove. ”

Such a straightforward retelling also made Zuo Wuji secretly amused, and when the other party said the word "Dazhen", he also followed his example and said it directly in Dazhen's words.

"The old man, I, and him, are fellow countrymen!"

Zuo Wuji nodded to himself, and then to the golden armor, the old blacksmith understood this, and then instantly became interested.

"Yes, Hejin is a fellow countryman? His family is not far away, how many people are there, what are his parents doing?"

"This, I don't know......"

Jin Jia on the side put down the hammer and didn't bow his head, just squinted and looked at Zuo Wuji condescendingly.

"Since you are a great man, what are you doing here?"

Jin Jia asked Zuo Wuji in Dazhen, and the old blacksmith on the side widened his eyes when he heard it, he was really a fellow countryman, and he had never heard Xiao Jin say this kind of thing, but he didn't know what to ask.

Zuo Wuji clasped his hands to his chest and replied with a smile.

"Hone your martial arts, what are you doing in this distant foreign land?"

Jin Jia likes to lie, but he can not answer, he walks to the side and pours a bowl of water with a kettle, and then looks at Zuo Wuji after purring and drinking.

"Your martial arts don't seem to be low, what do you want to sharpen?"

Zuo Wuji found it even more interesting, this person actually seemed to be able to see the level of his martial arts, although he had just looked at this blacksmith, he also felt that he must have extraordinary skills.

"So, if I say that I am sharpening demons, my brother is credible?"

The old blacksmith was in a bit of a hurry on the side.

"What are you talking about? Hey, little gold, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, I, with this blacksmith brother, talk about my hometown, talk about a little, change ......"

"Oh......"

The old blacksmith nodded abruptly, looked at Jin Jia and asked.

"Has there been a change in my hometown?"

Jin Jia took a few breaths and replied briefly.

"Nope. ”

"You don't talk so much, you kid is really, make fun of Master......"

The old blacksmith muttered, stepped aside and began to sort out his own affairs.

And Jin Jia walked back to the edge of the anvil table, checked some iron embryos in the furnace, and did not look back, but still had words to ask Zuo Wuji.

"It seems that your martial arts are very powerful!"

Jin Jia used not a question sentence, but an affirmative sentence, Zuo Wuji's qi and blood are indeed stronger than ordinary people, but the real qi and blood and evil qi are locked in the body, Jin Jia really didn't see it much before, after taking a closer look at it at the moment, especially the demon grinding just now, I feel that there seems to be a raging fire in this person's eyes, which is definitely not a lie.

And hearing Jin Jia's words, Zuo Wuji laughed again.

"My martial arts do have some achievements, but how are you better than my brother's? You're not an ordinary blacksmith, are you?"

Jin Jia's body paused for a moment, turned his head and looked at Zuo Wuji seriously, and only after a while did he turn around, and a word came without any emotional fluctuations.

"You can't beat me, you don't have to compare with me. ”

It's another affirmative sentence, and it's categorical.

'What a breath!'

Zuo Wuji's heart jumped, but he was not a novice in the rivers and lakes, so it was impossible for him to be angry because of a sentence, and he had no intention of finding this blacksmith to compete.

I finally saw a fellow countryman in a foreign land, and this person is definitely not bad, Zuo Wuji just felt kind.

"By the way, brother, if I want to spend the night, I don't know where there is a cheaper inn?"

Jin Jia walked to the door of the store and pointed in a direction.

"Go all the way to the north, it's not so rich over there, and the inn should be cheaper. ”

"Uh, you're not going to keep me for one night?"

Jin Jia slowly turned around and looked at Zuo Wujidao.

"Why?"

This is the problem...... Zuo Wuji smiled helplessly.

"Okay, thank you brother, well, can you borrow some coils, you have also seen it, I am shy in my pocket now, you can rest assured, I will repay the loan if I have it!"

But Jin Jia shook his head again.

"I eat and live here, and I usually don't charge you for the ten wen that you pay for the buns, but you have to ask the master to get it. ”

Zuo Wuji was speechless, and was about to say something, when Jin Jia continued.

"I'll go help you and borrow it from Master. ”

As he spoke, Jin Jia walked over to the old blacksmith and said a few words, and the old blacksmith glanced at Zuo Wuji, then went into the inner room, and quickly came out with a bunch of money and a small ingot of silver, and handed it directly to Zuo Wuji.

"Here, since it's Xiaojin's fellow countryman, let's use it. ”

"Thank you old man, thank you Brother Jin! Zuo Wuji, say goodbye first, and will come again!"

Zuo Wuji took the money, bowed to the old blacksmith and Jin Jia to thank him, then turned around and walked out of the blacksmith shop, sighed and rubbed his hands in the cold wind, and then walked in the direction that Jin Jia pointed.

The sky was snowing, and it was getting bigger and bigger, Jin Jia walked out of the blacksmith shop, watched Zuo Wuji's back go away in the snow, and did not look back once.

Zuo Wuji followed the direction of Jin Jia, and after a while, he really felt that the houses over there looked a little old, although they were also welcoming the spring, but at most they would stick something, and there were fewer people with colorful lights, but he didn't find any inns around and around, and he was a little planning to jump on the roof to take a look.

When he turned an alley, a small figure suddenly crossed by Zuo Wuji's side, and he fixed his eyes on it, it was a child running alone in the wind and snow, looking very young.