Jiang Guling's face was a little ugly, and he glanced at the green-shirted scribe, but he didn't answer this sentence after all.

Wei Ye stretched out nonchalantly, then turned his head and shouted: "Bell, tomorrow we will go to the horse market in the south to find two plasterers with better jobs to come back, we have to hurry up and repair the house." ”

"The family's money is not enough, so I can only take out the half of the silk that Zhang Shizhong gave last month. ”

"Then let's deal with it first, you have to remember to negotiate the price, so that people don't have the opportunity to sit on the ground and raise the price. ”

Speaking of these most boring things, the current owner of the old shrine yawned, and glanced at Jiang Pengshi, who was staring at the June 1st mud alchemy furnace.

You can't burn the flesh off your hands, and you won't be able to hold the hilt of your sword for three months. If you want to sprinkle and dismantle the furnace, it would be better, the stove is prepared with charcoal powder, saltpeter and sulfur, if you dare to move roughly, I dare to set off a big fireworks to listen to the sound. Of course, if you make such a fuss, you will definitely have to run away, but with you, the northern lieutenant, can you chase me a few miles away? This is not when Emperor Xiaowu was in power, a piece of edict can move the rich families of the world, and a prison official can deter the powerful in the rivers and lakes.

Silently and roughly calculated how much compensation and settling-in money should be asked for Taiping Dao after running away, Wei Ye lazily leaned against the door frame again, and then heard Jiang Pengshi, who didn't have the courage to touch the furnace door after all, hastily gave an order, and left from this shrine without saying hello with the northern captain's men and horses.

However, Liu Yefei was not in a hurry to leave, but carefully glanced at the alchemy furnace that seemed to be unprofessional but was actually very professional, leaned over to the threshold, and sat down.

"Oh, is there something wrong with Deacon Liu?"

The unemployed folklorist, who had been delayed too much of his rest for the night, rolled his eyes and made room for the guy who looked so well suited to a black suit, bow tie, and a very authentic medieval Victorian London accent.

"Your alchemy furnace is very ...... Particularly. After carefully looking at the Dan furnace inside, which was clearly not smoking, nor could it be seen that there was a dark stove burning, but with a rather high temperature, Liu Ye flew open.

Wei Ye smiled, raised his right hand and pinched a sword trick towards the Dan furnace, and in an instant, a red light appeared from the furnace body, and several ancient seals composed of sword-like talismans slowly swam in the red light.

"Don't look at the alchemy workshop and alchemy room at the Astral Gate, they all like to use a few carved antique stoves as operating furnaces, in terms of professional performance, my cement stove is no worse than them. Of course, if it were the kind of fancy pill furnace that the master had turned out as an alchemy weapon, I would definitely not be able to compare, and I wouldn't want to compare. ”

Liu Yefei listened to the explanation in a faint but proud tone of this fake scribe true god stick with a bit of good fate, and then looked at the rough stove wrapped in a talisman condensed by firelight, and couldn't help but ask a question that he had been wanting to ask since he stepped into this shrine tonight: "Compared to this place, then why don't you go back to the gate of the astral boundary to open an alchemy room?"

"Because I haven't found the real Immortal Pill Formula. Wei Ye glanced at this man who was more like a butler than a swordsman, "A few pills decoded from the Taoist book at hand, what poisonous dragon pills, what yellow buds golden millet pills, the name sounds majestic, basically it is the level of a special effect external plaster for disinfection and hemostasis, and it is not even a spirit pill." So I can only use this furnace to refine some artificial dansha for drawing talismans, and by the way, I can strengthen the spells of ordinary weapons. ”

The word "strengthening" instantly reminded Liu Yefei of some memories that were not long ago, and remembered the big hammer that the beautiful girl with clear eyebrows was taking a nap with her knees in front of her, carrying a box of inferior swords, and knocking on the big hammer at the foot of Beibi Mountain. Of course, the person who made the hammer is now sitting side by side with him, indescribably idle.

Pressing these superfluous memories down, Liu Yefei smiled self-deprecatingly, and looked at the man next to him who had a mustache and no scholarly temperament: "I heard from the people of the northern lieutenant, you also took three tricks against He Ming, who was very capable of fighting at the Luoyang Dao Altar in Taiping Dao?"

It was a hard pick up three moves, but it was obvious that it was a relationship between a righteous young man who gave up three moves and didn't show his strength.

"I know alchemy, I know spells, and I'm very good at subduing demons, but the immortal warlocks of the clerical academy who sit in the storefront at the Astral Gate are not as versatile as you. Why do you want to stay here for a sorcerer like you? The war is about to begin, and this is not the place for technicians. ”

All adventurers are unprecedentedly sure of the war, and for the troubled times that followed for at least the decades that followed. Wei Ye was no exception, but he just glanced at Liu Yefei firmly: "Who said that technicians can't fight, if you really want to fight with the technicians of Taiping Dao, don't think that everything will be fine if you prepare some garlic juice and black dog blood or something, as Luo Guanzhong wrote." ”

For Wei Ye's sharp point, Liu Yefei had nothing to answer, so he could only be silent. And Wei Ye didn't express his opinion on this uncertain future because too many butterflies flapping their wings joined in, but just glanced at the single knife on Liu Yefei's side.

"No matter what you say today, it's always me who borrowed the power of your big gun mansion, so I'll give you a favor. Wei Ye said and stood up and walked towards the shrine, "In five days, come to me with the right price, and I will match you with a knife to make a pair." ”

He said this very easily, because in the special sleeve of the Astral Adventurer Immortal Warlock that he had just obtained from the inauguration package, there was a single knife with a shape and material similar to that of Liu Yefei's demonic sword.

Sima Ling looked at his uncle, who seemed to speak and act in the style of a master, and then remembered the rainy night when the thunder fire was burning in the mountains, and thought of the bronze knife pulled out of the ashes, and couldn't help but admire the level of a certain elder immortal warlock.

The main family wants to rest and does not plan to stay guests, and Liu Yefei also walks simply. When this shrine was converted into an alchemy room and a two-bedroom apartment, it finally calmed down. Wei Ye walked to the Dan furnace, closed his fingers, scattered the fire-colored talisman seals wrapped around the surface of the Dan furnace, and then kicked the furnace door.

"Don't hide, although I have gathered all the heat on the surface of the Dan furnace, I am afraid that you will break the internal pipes. The explosion of the alchemy furnace has always been the biggest problem that threatens the personal safety of the alchemists. ”

Then, unsurprisingly, he heard the guy in the stove speak in a slightly nasal voice: "If there is an explosion, I will stand in front of you." ”

With this sentence as the beginning, He Ming jumped out of the Dan furnace.

After staying inside the dry Dan furnace for a long time, it seemed that the wounds on his waist and shoulders had begun to enter the stage of blood clotting, but there was an ominous black blue on the wounds, I don't know why.

Wei Ye glanced at the inch-deep wounds on his body, picked up his hand and snorted coldly: "I have to cultivate one more common fire avoidance technique of the Dao Sect, and the cost performance is better than hiring a guy with a brain temperature of more than forty degrees." ”

After saying this, he took out a roll of fine white linen covered with cinnabar flowing water patterns from his sleeve bag, cut off two strips of cloth two fingers wide with the half-unsheathed peach Qianjin, and handed them over: "Bandage the wound and go quickly, otherwise you will have to lure those black-skinned dogs of the northern lieutenant to me." ”

Taking the strips of cloth handed over by Wei Ye in one hand, He Ming stuck them on the wound so directly, and continued to say in a serious tone: "Even if you are not afraid of gunpowder explosions, are you afraid of bullets?"

"After a few more years of cultivation, I guess I'm really not afraid," Wei Ye snorted, "But I'm definitely afraid of the Four Swords of the Immortals, the Seven Arrows Book of the Nail Head, the Immortal Seven Arrows Book, the Death of the Dharma, and the Eternal Tribulation Returning to the Evil God...... Well, do you have the guts to stand in my way?"

Listening to the more and more out-of-the-way words that popped out of the mouth of the man in front of him, He Ming also showed a serious look on his face: "Then I can only help you block it once." ”

Wei Ye's evaluation of this answer was only a mocking "snort" from his nose - don't say that these things are listed as a heavy threat to adventurers at the Astral Gate, among ordinary people, where can there be so many peach orchards to keep Monk Tang from going to the West Heaven with a single knock?

"When you get bored with pyramid schemes in Tongheli, you are welcome to come and practice crazy words with me, but not now," Wei Ye, who finally lost his patience, waved his hand and began to give an eviction order like a child, "Safety first, go quickly." ”

Looking at the back of the man who ran in a hurry, but childishly put the green steel rod on his shoulder, Wei Ye suddenly remembered a very important question.

The alchemy furnace that was transformed from the supply platform is only more than a meter high, and the space inside is not very spacious, so could it be that the internal conduits, which are extremely important for the preparation of potions, have been damaged by this rough guy, right?

Raising his hand and rubbing his cheek vigorously, he patted the top of the Dan furnace and began to carry out a preliminary overhaul of the rudimentary chemical and occult preparation equipment. And the bronze ancient knife in the sleeve bag full of copper and emerald was also pulled out of his sleeve and thrown in front of Sima Ling:

"It's over, it's time to get to work. ”

"Is this an illegal exploitation of labor and domestic violence, uncle?"

"According to the law of the nine chapters of the Han Dynasty, there seems to be no content in this regard? The day after tomorrow is the day of rest, and we can go fishing and boating in Luoshui. ”

"Poor bribery doesn't work for me. ”

Exchanging such an unobtrusive, very old Wei family-style conversation, Wei Ye took out a gas mask-type household night vision device from his sleeve and put it on his head again. And Sima Ling picked up the bronze knife and began to concentrate on the hidden mystery in it. This is all helpless, no matter what you say tonight, I still owe a favor to the Big Gun Mansion, and I can always erase the mustard in the hearts of the cadres of the Big Gun Mansion who were slaughtered by mistake.

As for the Taiping Road side, tsk, just look at the head and brain of the Luoyang branch of Taiping Road, is there any really smart person who is willing to practice the old principle of "vote for me with a peach and repay it with Qiongju".