It was an ordinary day for the unfortunate blacksmith village: the temperature plummeted, business was deserted, a seventeen-year-old apprentice was killed last night, and a black blood flag was planted at the door of the shop, and the blood stuck to it had frozen into ice.

More than sixty blacksmiths huddled in a small room in the afternoon, discussing countermeasures, but in fact, no one had any idea, just chatted, and most of them did not even have seats, and squatted together next to each other.

"Seven blacksmiths died. ”

"There are still twelve apprentices, and I am short of manpower here, but no one in Nancheng dares to do this job. ”

"Why does the dragon king hate the blacksmith so much, and we haven't offended him?"

"Lao Hong, tell me. ”

Lao Hong was a short and stout old man with a hunchback, his head kept down, and among the dozens of blacksmiths, he had never spoken all afternoon, and when his name was called, he barely raised his head, and spit out three words for a long time, "I don't know." ”

"You were the one who built the weapon for the Dragon King in the first place, right?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, Lao Hong still looked stubborn and couldn't speak, and after a while, he said: "I made two swords a few years ago, what's wrong? If he is not satisfied, he will come and kill me directly." ”

This is not a big deal, but everyone showed a sudden expression, this is the only connection between the blacksmith village and the dragon king they know, maybe Lao Hong overcharged money back then, maybe there is a problem with the sword he built, which makes the dragon king dissatisfied, and he will take revenge many years later.

The Dragon King is a person who holds grudges, isn't the purpose of his coming to Biyu City to seek revenge on Jinpeng Castle?

Lao Hong lowered his head again, but those eyes were like countless fine needles, piercing him uncomfortably, as if he had committed some shameful crime and was being condemned by the public's silence, so he stood up and pushed the door out of the room.

"This ...... What's going on?

Soon, a hoarse scream came from the street, and the blacksmith Lao Hong finally made his words clear in this way, "Dragon King, fuck you, the turtle son is coming to kill me, I'm waiting here!"

The blacksmiths dispersed in a hurry, and no one even dared to persuade them.

The stubborn hunchbacked old man stood cross-legged, watching his peers run away from him, the pedestrians on the street speeding up, and the shops on both sides closing one after another, he couldn't help but sigh, the blacksmiths can create the sharpest weapons, but they can't control the use of weapons, and when the swords are cut, they are as powerless as ordinary people.

Lao Hong walked back to his shop, and the two little apprentices looked at the master in panic, one said, "Master, my mother is sick...... and the other said, "My sister is going to get married." ”

"Get out, get out of here. ”

There was only one person left, Lao Hong felt more comfortable, took off his short robe, picked up the hammer, and hit the iron pieces on the anvil, sparks splashed everywhere, and his heart was more comfortable.

What's so terrible about dying? If you bury it in the soil, you might be able to grow something on the grave.

The blacksmith village, which was usually blazing and ringing at night, was now strangely quiet, Lao Hong sat next to the anvil, looking at the simple wooden door, doing nothing, he was not hungry, he only felt a little cold, so he put on his short robe again.

When he looked up again, there was another man in the doorway, dressed in black and masked, holding a narrow knife out of its sheath.

Lao Hong glanced at him, lowered his head and exposed his neck, "Come on, hurry up." ”

The man in black took a step, the narrow knife in his hand raised high, then took a second step, and suddenly stopped, as if he had noticed something wrong.

A large net fell from the beam, and the five men jumped to the ground, each pulling a corner.

The man in black swung his knife twice, but he was still caught in the big net.

"Don't let him swallow poison!" shouted one of the ambushers, and the crowd rushed up, holding down the man in black, pinching his nose and prying his mouth, and picking things out of his mouth.

"Okay, finally got a good job. A young man in his twenties said excitedly, holding a small pill in his hand for the blacksmith Lao Hong to see.

Lao Hong nodded.

The young man grabbed the captive and ripped off the other's mask, "Is that him?" ”

"Hmph, is the real Dragon King so easy to catch? Lao Hong's words were majestic, and he suddenly changed from a hunchbacked and incompetent blacksmith to a leader who made quick decisions.

The young man kicked the captive, "Lao Hong asks you something, say it quickly." ”

The captive was a thin, middle-aged man who snorted and turned his head without squeaking.

The young man was about to raise his feet again, and Lao Hong said, "Don't be here, take him to a safe place and interrogate him well." ”

The four of them lifted the captive, the young man pushed open the door and observed for a while, then turned around to signal safety, and everyone quietly went out.

The young man looked at the old blacksmith with a little worry, "Old Hong, I will stay and protect you." ”

"Go, I don't want to protect. Lao Hong's tone was stiff, as if the young man had accidentally offended him.

The young man's face was slightly red, and he hurried out to catch up with his companion.

Lao Hong patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, got up and prepared to continue striking iron, no matter how many people wanted to kill him, no matter whether there were guests or not, he had to do his job.

There was a sudden sharp pain in the back of his head, Lao Hong's eyes fell into darkness, and he threw himself forward and fell.

Lao Hong slowly woke up, his ears filled with tinkling sounds, making him think that he was in the blacksmith shop, and when the vision gradually became clear, the sound disappeared.

It was a mourning hall, and he was leaning against the coffin.

Lao Hong was startled, hurriedly got up, and recognized that this place was a mourning hall set up for the big cover that was killed a few days ago, the big cover had just died less than three days, and his wife fled outside the city, and there had been no one to keep the spirit for a long time, and two candles were lit by a familiar blacksmith every day.

At the door stood a young man, his face surprisingly pale, as if he had recently passed away from a terminally ill patient, peering through the crack into the cold night outside.

"Dragon King?" Old Hong dimly recognized this face, but it was very different from the teenager a few years ago, and it hardly looked like the same person.

"Someone is killing people everywhere in my name. Gu Shenwei lurked in the blacksmith village for six or seven hours, watching Lao Hong set a trap and catch a live man, but he didn't follow the captive because he felt that Lao Hong would know more.

"I guess that's it. Lao Hong stood up, tried to straighten up his hunched body, and faced the Dragon King, more calm than most killers with excellent sword skills.

"Now it's time for you to tell me something. Gu Shenwei turned around and looked at the blacksmith who had once built the double swords of "Huan" and "Yun" for himself and the lotus girl.

"I don't have much to say. Lao Hong is still very tough, even if Dubu Wang is standing in front of him, he has the same attitude.

"That person named Lin Xiaoshan is your son, right?" Gu Shenwei observed his words and expressions when he was hiding in the shadows of the blacksmith shop, and guessed some secrets from Lao Hong's eyes.

As soon as Gu Shen said this, Lao Hong's face immediately changed color, his muscles twitched, and his eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames, Lin Xiaoshan was the young man who wanted to stay and protect him, "No, but you are not allowed to touch him." ”

"Can you command me?"

The fire in Lao Hong's eyes gradually extinguished, and he bowed his head in despair, "The fake dragon king killed the blacksmith, it was the Tianshan Sect?"

"What?" Gu Shenwei suspected that he had misheard.

"Tianshan Sect. ”

Gu Shenwei immediately remembered the old dragon head who wore a cotton jacket to sell fantasies to the swordsmen, Tianshan Sect, which was the first small gang he participated in the slaughter as an apprentice killer, and it was better known as the "Ten Dragons Gang".

But the old dragon head and the Tianshan Sect are both liars, similar to the holy monks, charging entrance fees, saying a few big words, and the backbone of the gang, including the old dragon head, have all died cleanly.

Gu Shenwei never imagined that he would hear the name of this gang again, but he quickly understood, "You are one of the Ten Dragons of the Tianshan Sect?"

"What ten dragons are coaxing people to play, the old dragon head was too anxious, and he died a miserable death. ”

"He's a liar. Gu Shenwei said coldly.

"Yes, the old dragon head is a liar, and so is the Ten Dragons Gang. Lao Hong readily admitted, "But the Tianshan Sect is not." Jinpeng Castle thought that it had exterminated the Tianshan Sect, but in fact, we had been developing in secret until a month ago, when a traitor betrayed the Tianshan Sect and leaked some people's information. ”

"So Jinpeng Castle wants to slaughter you again in my name. ”

"It's strange that it's strange here, it's not Jinpeng Castle that the traitor has taken refuge in, and King Dubu probably thinks that the Tianshan Sect has already perished. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Sure, the power of the Tianshan Sect is greater than you think. I heard that you went to find Peng Xianren in the Proud Building, and his killing meeting was a trick to deceive people, and it was the Tianshan Sect that really mastered the swordsman. ”

The light that had just appeared dimmed again, and Guan Shang, a disciple of Xiaoyue Hall, believed that the person who pretended to be the Dragon King was the Jinpeng killer, at least there was an inextricable connection with the stone castle, Gu Shenwei originally thought so, but was directly denied by Lao Hong.

As for whether the killing will be a liar or not, Gu Shenwei doesn't care much.

"If it's not Jinpeng Castle, who will it be?"

"We don't know, that's why we have to design to capture the prisoners, I guess we can't ask anything, these people are very hard-mouthed, they seem to be afraid and respectful of the masterminds behind the scenes, and they would rather die than let go. We're going to have to devise another trap to lure the bigger target with this captive, and sooner or later the mastermind behind it will be revealed. ”

Lao Hong said a lot of things, which was completely different from his usual temper, and even he himself was surprised, "That's all, although the Dragon King has participated in the slaughter of the Ten Dragon Gang, but the Tianshan Sect doesn't care, our two families have no hatred, if the Dragon King is willing, we can join forces." ”

"I'll look for you when you have news. Although Gu Shenwei wanted to win over the Tianshan Sect, he was more accustomed to being alone, especially at a moment like this, believing that anyone could be a mistake.

"Waiting at any time, however, please don't knock on the old man's skull anymore, just ask directly. Lao Hong rubbed the back of his head, where there was still a faint pain.

"Are you the sect master?" Gu Shenwei suddenly asked.

"Hehe, the Dragon King doesn't need to tell me, I can't tell you, Biyu City is mixed, there are many ears and eyes, it is impossible for the sect master to reveal his true identity, in short, it can't be me, he is a great person, the Dragon King will see him sooner or later......"

Speaking of the sect master, Lao Hong was a little talkative, the punch of the dragon king seemed to change his personality and became more talkative, but the dragon king had already left, did not say goodbye, flashed out of the door, and was no longer visible.

The clues are broken again, the impostor is becoming more and more confused, and the purpose becomes ambiguous.

Gu Shenwei crossed the boundary wall and entered Beicheng, and he wanted to re-examine Guan Shang, because there was something wrong with her words.

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