All the things outside have nothing to do with Blacksmith Wang. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info here, there are things related to him. The people who bear his anger are all the people up and down the Black Wind Cottage.

Blacksmith Wang's divine thoughts were huge, although the range was limited to a range of tens of miles, but as long as he swept through this range, he could easily know anything. Even as long as he wants, he can even gain insight into the good and evil of these people, of course, it is only the most vague good and evil, and there is no way to know what exactly he has done.

Wherever the blacksmith Wang passed, he found that the bandits in the Black Wind Mountain in front of him, from the highest village owner to the ordinary ringing horses and bandits at the bottom, none of them could be regarded as good people, and almost all of them had done a lot of heinous acts.

That's it, and he has nothing to do with the king blacksmith, he just wants to know where his daughter was taken captive. This time, he no longer waited for the person who could be in charge of the cottage to appear, but stepped out and came directly to the guy with the highest cultivation in the cottage.

The man in his life was not a big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but a bearded face, but a plain robe, like a bit of a down-and-out scholar, and the paper fan in his hand that could barely be regarded as a weapon was not even the most ordinary magic weapon, but just a magic weapon with a little spirituality, and it was not a threat to the king blacksmith at all.

"Are you the one in charge here?" Without thinking about anything else, Blacksmith Wang's eyes stared at the down-and-out scholar like two sharp blades, almost tearing him to pieces.

"Yes, aren't you afraid of violating the monk's covenant in your predecessors' actions? Aren't your predecessors afraid of the ban promulgated by the Four Divine Mountains?" The down-and-out scholar also knew that his strength was the same as heaven and earth compared to this dusty middle-aged man, but he didn't say anything about it, but raised his head very high, and seemed quite dependent.

"Monk Convention?Sishen Mountain Ban?What is this?What does it matter to me?I just ask you, was a little girl kidnapped by your people in Basil Village today?" Hearing the two terms that he had barely heard, Blacksmith Wang just frowned and returned to normal, picked up the shirt of the down-and-out scholar, and roared at his face.

What kind of image and other things would the angry blacksmith take care of? The roar, which was almost as loud as the sky, directly tore the eardrums of the down-and-out scholar.

"How do I know what a little girl from Basil Village is? There are only three teams that went out to 'hunt' today, and each of them does not exceed twenty-five people, and a few have died, and a few have not returned yet. You ask me, I still want to find someone to ask!" How ugly and ugly is the face of the down-and-out scholar, his life and death are in the hands of others, but the other party is very likely to have a big enmity with his side, such a situation makes the down-and-out scholar even have the heart to die.

"Come, come on, call the leaders of the three teams sent out today for me, as fast as possible, if you slow down by a snap of a finger, Lao Tzu will kill him himself!" Turning his head, the down-and-out scholar shouted loudly outside the room. He couldn't help himself, and he had to show a little harder to save his life. A monk is not terrible, he is terrible is the kind of monk who does not obey the prohibition and is fearless.

After a while, three big men who were different in height, shortness, fat and thin rushed in, still surprised why the leader of their cottage was carried by others like chickens, and a majestic coercion suddenly pressed down from the top of their heads, directly pressing the three of them to their knees on the ground.

"Hmph!" casually threw the down-and-out scholar far away like garbage, and the king blacksmith strode forward, came to the three of them, and said slowly in a deep voice, "Who of you, exactly, went to Basil Village today?"

These bandits are all people who are not afraid of death, otherwise they would never do such a thing as licking blood from the knife edge. In their opinion, it is a big deal that after eighteen years, he will be a good man, and he will not cherish his life like a monk.

Yes, although the three big men were a little afraid in their hearts, they definitely didn't have any intention to say it, and they each twisted their heads, looking like they didn't care about themselves.

"I want to know, I, don't think that mortals like us don't understand anything. Dare to use spells indiscriminately on us mortals, the Monk Guild and the Four Divine Mountains will never let you go, dare to challenge the coercion of the Four Divine Mountains, what else will there be besides a fool? Even if Lao Tzu dies, you will still be a good man in eighteen years, but you will only be suppressed by eternal life, hahahaha, I bah!" Before the big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes could say a few more words, a loud slap had already hit him in the face. This slap knocked out at least a few of his teeth, making him speak a little slurred for a while.

"Tell me, who has been to Basil Village today?" asked the blacksmith again, his tone getting slower and slower, but his voice was transmitted in an extremely strange fluctuation.

The secret method of the Demon Dao, the Regret Technique, as long as the cultivation is enough, can shake the other party's mind with powerful mana, so as to get the news of everything you want to know, the premise is that the other party has no power to resist at all.

When the big man who was still arrogant heard such an ordinary sentence, he suddenly made a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree change, but instead looked ahead with blank eyes, and muttered to himself, "It's me who went to Basil Village with twenty-four brothers." ”

"What is going on in the village?" asked the blacksmith again in the same tone and tone as before, as if there was an unusual magic in his words that made one have to answer questions.

"Nothing else, except that three brothers found a little cabin and went in to see it. There was nothing in the cabin, just a little girl. Before one brother's hand touched her, the whole person turned into a pool of blood, and the other two brothers ran out like crazy, but at last, when everyone surrounded the cabin, they found nothing, not even a figure. The big man had a few teeth missing, and his speech was more or less slurred, but he was able to make Blacksmith Wang understand it again and again.

"Zhao Poshan, are you stupid? How did the boss order? Why did he leak all the words?" The big man on the side was surprised that the big man in the middle was so obedient and said everything, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Smack!"

A loud slap hit the big man on the left hand in the face, directly sending him flying. The blacksmith Wang hit him extremely hard this time, and directly knocked him out.

Next, a vicious look swept over the big man on the right hand, and the big man looked at the figure that fell to the ground behind him and still twisted his neck and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and shrunk his neck in fear, indicating that he would never talk nonsense.

After nodding with satisfaction, Blacksmith Wang turned around again, stared at the big man known as "Zhao Poshan" in the middle and continued to ask, "Is there any other situation?"

After thinking for a while, Zhao Poshan's eyes turned twice with almost no brilliance, and he said in a wooden voice, "I remember that the two brothers who escaped said that when the little girl was powerful, they seemed to see a burst of black light. That's it, nothing else. ”

"That's enough, black, hum, whoever you are, in short, I, no, Bendi will never let you go!" Raise your head, Blacksmith Wang, no, he reappeared as a monk, and should be called back to his original name, which is Mu Ran.