The atheist Xin Tianyou developed a mysterious and mysterious feeling, as if it was destined in the dark.

After more than 10,000 years of twists and turns, Wolf Teeth came to the last perfect warrior, which was in the hands of the only master in the world. As long as you think about the cause and effect relationship inside, you will be dizzy.

He wanted to get rid of the rust immediately and see his true face. After hesitating for a while, he walked straight into the blacksmith shop.

The rusted outer blade covers the edge and cannot be removed casually before fitting the scabbard. Nano-level sharp blades are not easy to play with, and people don’t notice it even if they cut the neck. Once they move, their heads fall off.

The morning is cool and suitable for ironwork. The fire in the shop has already started.

The guys were busy, and when they saw a strange boy breaking in, the servant was not like a servant, and the farmer was not like a farmer, and he went straight to the backyard without even calling him, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The blacksmith hurriedly chased under the eaves and asked sternly, shaking his huge chest muscles intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The answer to him was a "dea"...

The boy didn't even look back and bounced his finger back.

A yellow light flashed, the whole shop trembled slightly, and dust fell down.

The blacksmith turned his face blankly and saw a copper coin sinking into it on the solid wooden pillar beside him, leaving only a little edge exposed outside.

Good, if this hits someone...

The burly man's eyes were bulging and he didn't even dare to put one of his farts, so he tiptoed back.

Then, the sound of blowing wind, the rustling sound of carrying, the sound of hammers hitting the iron felt... completely disappeared.

Everything became quiet.

A large pile of broken copper and iron was piled up in the yard, and a small pile of broken plowshares on the outside. The broken iron pot was obviously delivered by the old man.

The waste material is much worse than the refining of pig iron embryos, but it is much cheaper. It is usually used to make bulky equipment. If you make a sword, it may break if it hits dozens of times.

Xin Tianyou looked at it again and again, and unceremoniously pulled it with his feet, causing a jingle to ring. After a while, he finally gave up in disappointment.

Damn, this pile of rags turns out to be a pile of rags!

It is impossible to find the brothers and sisters of Langya.

February 2nd is also the birth of the Tudigong, which controls the growth of grains and local peace.

The countryside was filled with fire and sacrifices, while the government held a grand celebration at the Tudi Temple in the north of the city. The people were carnival, and the county magistrate Dong Zhong led the county magistrate and chief clerk and other officials of all sizes to attend. Even the general of Zhennan Shi Jian was invited to attend.

It was still early and the bookstore was deserted.

Xintian traveled well and finally found the source of the poem.

"I have a can of wine that can comfort the wind and dust." It comes from Wei Yingwu's "Jian Lu Zhi" in the Tang Dynasty. The whole poem is as follows:

I feel sorry for the song of white snow, and I have never met my soulmate. I am in a hurry and have been wasting my time on the Huai River. The trees in the stream are filled with morning rain, and the birds in the mountains are filled with spring. I have a can of wine to comfort the wind and dust.

"A guest from thousands of miles away comes to ask you who is from the village" is a poem by Cao Zhi of the Three Kingdoms.

Replace the original poem "There are guests from thousands of miles away" with "come" to avoid repeated with "I have a can of wine" above.

With this splicing, it becomes a brand new four-character and five-character poem that is perfect. Moreover, the sadness in the two poems is swept away, revealing the heroic spirit of magnificence.

That scholar is not simple!

The sound of gongs and the continuous "Come on" came from outside the bookstore. The young man was stunned and put down the book and ran out.

I saw a large circle surrounding the crowd on the street. A man in the middle held a thin stick with his left and right hands, and a rotating plate was pressed on the head of the stick. His body and his neck were leaning back desperately, slowly moving the thin stick with his right hand to his forehead.

It turned out to be a top-notch player.

This kind of scene can only be considered a pediatrics for Xintianyou.

But when I saw a group of people wearing ancient costumes shouting "Come on", I always felt strange, as if I was in a clumsy shooting scene. I turned my head and saw that the shopkeeper was watching the fun with relish, so I asked:

"Sir, what does 'come' mean?"

He was respected as "Mr." by the young man, and the shopkeeper was very helpful. He stroked his beard solemnly with his hands, and felt that his knowledge should be revealed.

"Brother, come on, come on, let's first figure out what the word "oil" means. For example, oil used for cooking, oil used to light lamps, oil used to lubricate the axle... etc. Now, most of them are squeezed with beans, and they are initially boiled out of the meat. When they are condensed into a ball, the horned ones are called cream, and the hornless ones are called fat. For example, beef paste and snake paste. Heat them to flow like water, which are all called oil.

"Half of the vegetables are fried without oil, and they will be muddy. Half of the light is lit and there will be no oil, and the carriage is driven out. Half of the carriage is gone, and the bearings are dry-grinded and will break. So the meaning of 'come' is to never lose the chain, 'work hard', 'work hard'..."

Damn, this is OK to explain it like this? It seems so fuckingly very knowledgeable and scrupulous!

Xin Tianyou was stunned.

Master is right, existence is reasonable. Once you trace the root of the source, you will fall into absurdity.

At noon, that is, at 11:00 a.m., the sacrificial celebration of the government is about to begin.

Xin Tianyou followed the bustling crowds to the north, preparing to meet with Dong Shumin and Ma Cuihua.

Across the street, three women were walking against the current. The leading girl was petite, her veil was blown open by the wind, and her sweet face flashed away.

Xintianyou stopped.

He knew that girl, Asha, who had played with her when she was seven years old, and the princess of the Fanren tribe.

To her, Qiyun County is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Why are you coming here?

Qianli Yunshan, it turns out that there are 100,000-year-olds, divided into the previous and next-year-olds.

After 16 years of bloody conquest by the Zhennan Army, there were only more than 5,000 tribes left in the previous tribe with more than 60,000 people, and they survived.

The Houfan tribe was curled up in the second half of Yunshan, close to the miasma-filled Nanman Forest, and basically did not withstand any attacks, with only 30,000 people left.

The foreigners lost more than they won. The only time they were promoted to the mountain, and they lost their geographical advantage and were almost wiped out by the Zhennan Army. The young and strong were decisive.

In order to cultivate the young man's heart, the messenger took him to observe the bloody battlefield since he was a child.

He once strictly warned not to intervene in the battle between Zhennan Army and Shengsheng. If it is accidentally exposed, all the people on the scene must be killed without leaving a single living mouth.

Xintianyou understands.

Fifteen years ago, the Zhennan Army suddenly fought for the Shengfan, most likely to be to search for missing babies in Yangchan Valley. Later, it mainly robbed people and robbed money, which was called "Dacao Valley".

The French people are not particular about food, clothing and housing, but they like gold, silver jewelry and utensils. The accumulation of thousands of years is not a small number. The Japanese women are beautiful and are popular in the slave market.

The messenger was hard-hearted, watching two groups of people fighting was like watching ants fighting. But Xin Tianyou always felt that he was in debt, causing them to fall into a catastrophe.

So, he finally took action six years ago.

It was a battle to exterminate the clan at that time.

The remaining young and strong men of the French were standing in front, the elderly and women were in the middle, and the children were retreating first. However, a team of thousands of people from Zhennan Army circled a large circle in advance and ambushed the retreat road, attacking the front and back.

Xin Tianyou released the first little flower with fangs.

In less than an hour, most of the soldiers were killed by Xiaohua, and a small number were killed by reinforced soldiers. The remaining fish that escaped the net were destroyed by Xin Tianyou.

Later, he took action several times, without letting a living, nor allowing any other person to see him.

The messenger remained silent about this.

After this battle, the Zhennan Army never launched a large-scale attack, and the small-scale "grass-killing valley" was carried out as usual.
Chapter completed!