"Bang bang..."

"Sir, someone has reported that you disturb the public..."

"Ha?" Feng Xue stared at the policeman in front of her, and always felt that something was wrong?

"That's right, you keep pounding, and the neighbors are a little uneasy..." The police spread their hands helplessly, but Feng Xue shook her head and said:

"You wait a moment."

After saying that, he turned around and said to Zeroyi who was laughing secretly:

"What are you laughing at? I'll solve it quickly."

"Oh." Lingyi said as she took out her cell phone and pressed it a few times. Soon, the police's intercom rang. After connecting, she saw the police keep bowing from the air, then hung up the phone, looked at Feng Xue with a respectful look, fully carrying forward the spirit of craftsmanship, and then left as if she ran away.

"So I don't understand why you hit it with a hammer..." Huaying looked at Feng Xue's innocent expression and couldn't help but complain. Feng Xue rolled her eyes and said with a very arrogant expression:

"Does the soul understand? Soul! Where can the soul come from without a hammer?"

After saying that, he picked up the small hammer and began to knock on the "dog-headed gold" on the anvil.

Huaying wanted to say at this time that this thing can't leave any trace of Yuyan's full strength, what's the use of knocking it with an ordinary little hammer?

But suddenly I remembered that this guy had cut a piece "lightly" before, and stopped making a sound, just watched him quietly make noise.

After hammering, hammering, Feng Xue was like using a small wooden hammer to forge spring steel, smashing it in vain. This process took more than an hour, and the dog-headed gold did not change anyway.

Feng's father and mother, who originally wanted to see how their son forged it, was bored to study it, and Huaying was even more bored yawning, but Feng Xue was still focused, hammering at the dog-headed gold in front of her.

Of course, Feng Xue is not playing, but is forging it seriously.

It is of course very easy for him to destroy these semi-finished golden elixirs that have been in the realm of Hedao, but it is not easy to convert them into power that can be used.

Is Zhen Yuanzi awesome? If he wants to use the witch spirit, it will take tens of thousands of years to weaken it, and then find a suitable guy to be a hostage.

Although these rule fragments have been made into golden elixirs, they are not much easier to handle than Wu Ling.

Although the witch spirit has the only one, to put it bluntly, the intelligence of the witch clan is just like that. Although the dog-headed gold in front of him will not resist, it has a thick shell on the outside. If the shell is broken, the fragments of the rules inside may immediately break away. Even if they are captured, they can only be eaten by themselves, and there will be no other use.

Feng Xue now has no need for regular fragments. Compared to eating them, he prefers to use them, which makes him beat them for the hour.

"Ha~~" Huaying yawned exaggeratedly. It was not because she was impatient. She had a mental breakdown at Mi Li's house before. She had not recovered from her serious injury. She also had to take care of Lingyi not being taken away by the Mi Li's house. Even if the injury had been cured by Feng Xue at this time, the mental fatigue would be difficult to be eliminated immediately.

But just as she was wondering whether to go back to sleep and watch, Hanguang suddenly poked her gently and whispered:

"It seems to have become round."

"Is there any? Mama Lai Lai..." Huaying raised her eyebrows, then picked up her phone, compared the photos she took before, and it seemed that it was indeed a little round.

But what's the use of being rounded?

Can you still knock into a finished golden elixir?

Thinking of the word "Jindan" and Huaying immediately shuddered, and the sleepiness disappeared in an instant. She wanted to ask, but was afraid of disturbing Feng Xue's work, so she could only keep it in her heart.

After just holding it in for about two hours, she finally went to the bathroom. When she came back, she found that the thing in front of Feng Xue was close to table tennis.

"Is this going to be done?" Zero Yi looked at the little golden ball that was getting farther and farther away, and showed an excited look on her face. Feng Xue nodded and said:

"Well, it's almost done, add some details..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his hammer and heard a bang, and the ping-pong ball was smashed to pieces...

"Hey, I'm alive!" Huaying almost turned into Munch's cry on the spot, then rushed to Feng Xue a few steps and said:

"You must have changed it, right? When did you change it?"

"Who has changed?" Feng Xue lost a little look at Huaying that was a little bit more apart, and continued to knock on the metal piece that had turned into a golden cake with a small hammer.

The purpose of knocking the circle is to make the rules and fragments inside completely harmonious and flattening them, to use them as raw materials.

It's like carefully mixing the two metals well, and not conflicting with the rough forging them into a tool embryo.

The previous knock was to make alloys, and the current random hammer was to forge.

The palm-sized golden cake gradually deformed with Feng Xue's knocking, and then under the action of white real fire, it turned into plasticine-like raw materials, rolled round and flattened, and then added a little detail, and an exquisite pendant was completed.

"It's not bad, the skills are still there." Feng Xue held the pendant painted with the black bird emblem in her hand, and showed a satisfied look on her face. She put it aside and picked up another dog-headed gold and continued to knock it on.

"What's the use of this thing?" Huaying looked at the pendant with a bird-like pattern up close, and seemed very curious, but for some reason, she did not reach out.

Feng Xue was still constantly pounding the dog-head gold in her hand, but she explained indifferently:

"First of all, it is to protect yourself. If the wearer encounters danger, it can form a shield composed of golden spirit. The second is to notify me of something wrong. The third is to tell some 'old friends' that if you don't want to die, stay away from the person who takes it."

When Feng Xue said the three words "old friend", the smile on her lips was a bit scary, so that Huaying immediately shrank aside and stopped talking. Instead, Han Guang continued:

"For uncle and aunt?"

"Well, after all, the couple's profession of Cao Dan (pseudo-word)... Although there shouldn't be any exaggerated things in China, they are prepared for any reason..." Feng Xue said, but when she thought of the Qing Xinglantern in her mind, he thought that he was already a single person in this era, but judging from the things shown by the Qing Xinglantern, there may be many acquaintances hiding in the shadow of this seemingly Dharma-Ending Age.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue became more and more confused about the riddle attributes of the Qing Running Lantern. She made up her mind and made up her mind to prepare the amulets for the two elders, and the third thing was to make a wick for her!

Good guy, don’t you like to guess riddles?
Chapter completed!