The two of them soon arrived at the old man's house, which Feng Lin saw was just a few dilapidated thatched houses, which were originally leaky, but now it seemed that the houses had been rebuilt everywhere.

"Your house is so old!"

When he arrived at the front of the house, Feng Lin was a little surprised.

"Haha! Although the young master of the Feng family feels old, the old man feels very comfortable!"

As he spoke, the old man in black took off his black clothes and opened the door of the thatched house.

A puff of dust hit his face, choking Fenglin and holding his breath. But at this time, Fenglin noticed the old man again, and the old man turned out to be a hunchback.

"No wonder he just wrapped himself so tightly and looked so short!"

Feng Lin was surprised in his heart.

"Young Master Feng, please come in!"

The old man tidied up the empty room with almost nothing a little, and invited Fenglin outside the door.

Fenglin was extremely tired at this time, and he was not polite, and hurriedly got in.

And now the sky outside the house is like a monkey's face that changes as it says, and suddenly it becomes dark, and soon it rains heavily.

Feng Lin and the old man, who were hiding in the thatched hut to avoid the rain, looked at the heavy rain outside the window at this time, and the old man suddenly asked, "I don't know what the young master still needs, just say it!"

"Thank you, Fenglin is grateful. I'm very hungry now, can I have some fresh water for food? and if my husband likes gold, silver and jewelry, the younger generation can give some of them. ”

Feng Lin hurriedly thanked the old man and asked.

"Yes, yes, but I don't need the young master's gold, silver, and jewelry. ”

The old man went and took a roast chicken and a scoop of fresh water and put them on a broken table in front of Feng Lin, but shook his head at Feng Lin's heavy thanks and refused.

"What does that old man like"?

In the face of his father-in-law's refusal, Feng Lin seemed a little surprised.

At the same time, Fenglin was also hungry and thirsty, and he couldn't resist the temptation of roast chicken and fresh water, so he hurriedly swallowed it.

When Fenglin had almost eaten, the old man said, "I am not a person who covets gold, silver and jewelry, and those things are of little use to me. But I want to accept a talented apprentice, I don't know what Young Master Feng thinks?"

The old man smiled at Fenglin and asked, there seemed to be some longing in the old man's eyes.

"Do you mean you want to take me as an apprentice? But I already have a master, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate to worship you as a teacher!"

Feng Lin suddenly put down the chicken bones, pursed his lips and said in surprise.

For Feng Lin, the thin hunchbacked old man in front of him was afraid that he could be killed by him with one palm, and besides, it was the first time they had met.

The old man still had the same half-smiling face, and looked at Fenglin unhurriedly and said:

"I'm afraid that the young master of the Feng family looks down on me as a bad old man! But I'm a martial artist in the Triple Realm of the Xuanhuo Realm, and I have two unique spiritual cultivation techniques, and I'm also a third-grade blacksmith. ”

The old man saw that Feng Lin was a little hesitant, so he didn't hide his strength and ability, and told Feng Lin all about it.

"What! This old man is even higher than my master's cultivation, and he has a unique spiritual cultivation method, and he is also a blacksmith of the third grade. ”

Feng Lin was a little caught off guard by the old man's sudden words, and muttered in his heart.

Facing the old man, Feng Lin didn't know what to say at this time, and his face was flushed with a hint of shame.

The old man looked at Feng Lin, who was very surprised and a little embarrassed, and roughly understood what Feng Lin was thinking at this time, so he said:

"The young master doesn't have to be anxious and feel inappropriate, and there is no need to doubt the old man's strength. The young master rested for a few days in the old man's dilapidated house, and if he wanted to go back to Fengfu, the old man would not force him. ”

The old man did not ask for anything more in his eagerness, but he seemed to be a little disappointed, and sighed helplessly.

"Thank you seniors! By the way, I don't know your old name, but I still want to give me advice. ”

Feng Lin was grateful and with a little respect, and hurriedly asked the old man's name.

"No return at night, haha!"

The old man returned laughing, and at the same time got up and walked towards another house.

"Night doesn't come back, what a strange name, is there really a surname night in this world?"

Feng Lin repeated the name with questions.

"Don't return to the night, where are you going?"

Looking at the back of leaving without returning at night, Feng Lin asked behind him.

Ye Fu pushed open the door of another room, glanced at Feng Lin and replied with a smile:

"Go to the iron!"

So the old man didn't return at night, so he entered his own blacksmith shop.

"Sure enough, I am a blacksmith, and I have a blacksmith shop in my house, and it seems that the old-timers who don't return at night really didn't lie to me. ”

Fenglin listened to the sound of thumping iron from another thatched hut and said to himself.

At the same time, a strong sense of joy also made Fenglin unable to calm down for a long time, blacksmiths themselves are very rare, and third-grade blacksmiths are even more difficult to find, but now he has met Fenglin. And the old man who doesn't return at night still wants to take him as an apprentice, if Feng Lin just agreed to apprenticeship, he will definitely be able to learn a lot from the hands of the seniors who don't return at night.

"However, I still have Uncle Feng as a teacher! How can I worship others as teachers at will now!"

Suddenly, Fenglin's smile disappeared, and the entanglement in his heart made him a little painful.

"Forget it, I don't want to. Life is a matter of loss, so why should I force it!"

Feng Lin figured it out, got up and walked to another room, he wanted to see what kind of third-grade blacksmith the senior who never returned at night.

At this time, the rain had stopped, and he heard footsteps behind him at night, and suddenly stopped the sledgehammer in his hand.

"Hey, it's Young Master Fenglin! What, you've figured it out?"

Ye Bu looked at Fenglin behind him, and seemed to be a little surprised.

"I'm sorry for the night senior, the junior just wants to see how the senior smelts iron and crafts, so it's a lot of disturbance. But senior, you still call me Fenglin!"

Feng Lin smiled, and out of etiquette, he humbly gave way to the night of no return.

"Oh, that's right! If you want to learn the art of iron forging, you can't just watch. But if you want to see it, just stand by and watch. ”

Nightly No Return seemed a little disappointed with Fenglin's answer, but he still chose to respect Fenglin's own choice.

After that, Ye Bugui continued to pull up the stove beside him with his thin hunched body, and turned a black iron sledgehammer to smash it against the red-hot iron on the iron plate.

"Bang ......"

Under the skillful control of the night, the ninety-nine eighty-one hammer fell perfectly on the red iron in front of him, and I saw that the red iron had completely removed the impurities, and it became more and more red and translucent.

Such frequent, fast, brisk and skillful forging techniques made Feng Lin stunned, he had never seen such an imposing and perfect forging process.

"Sure enough, it's a third-grade blacksmith!"

Feng Lin once again confirmed his suspicions with his own eyes.

"I'm not done after removing the impurities, I'm going to keep fighting!"

Night does not return at this time is also more and more energetic, seeing that what he wants to forge is about to come out, Night does not return like a demon and can't stop.

"Bang ......"

It was another ninety-nine eighty-one hammer down, and the night did not return and finally put down the sledgehammer.

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