After the ancestors fell

Chapter 27 Weapon Workshop

In the attic not far away, the three of them saw this scene together, and their faces were not looking good.

A man in a green brocade robe asked the shopkeeper standing outside the door, "Have you found out about them?"

The shopkeeper was very respectful to these people, "Reporting to the third hall master, I only know that they are from the south, but I haven't found out which town they are from."

Another man in the purple brocade robe was surprised. He and the man in green robe are both the chief disciples of the Changhong Gang. "That's strange. It stands to reason that they shouldn't be unknown people with their skills?"

On the contrary, the third master was not surprised, and played with the wine glass in his hand, "The world is so big, there are no surprises, so go and find out, no matter what, we must find out their details. Our Changhong gang eats everything but can't suffer. This tone I must go out!"

This is one of the many halls of the Changhong Gang, and the three people present all participated in the fight with Mu Hongfei outside the city.Eight of them went there, and when they returned, one died and five were seriously injured. As of yesterday, two of the seriously injured brothers had died.

Of the nine great disciples of the Changhong Gang, three were lost in one fell swoop.After suffering such a big loss, how could the Changhong Gang, who has always been the only one who respects me, give up.

"boom--"

The third hall master crushed the wine glass in his hand, his eyes were red, and he clenched his fists fiercely, ignoring the shards of the wine glass in his hand piercing his palm, "I will not avenge this revenge, I swear I will not be a human being!"

In the street, Mu Qingfeng looked at the blue flowers blooming on his fingers, and smiled coldly, wanting revenge?I'm afraid you don't have this life yet!

Turning left and right through several alleys, Mu Qingfeng came to a sparsely populated street and stood in front of an inconspicuous shop. There was only a flag hanging at the door of the shop, and there was only one word written on it - "device"

Mu Qingfeng walked in. The shop was old and not old. There were some bottles and cans and a few iron tools on the shelves.

An old man in gray cloth was lying on a rocking chair, with a tattered book in his hand and a small teapot in his other hand, taking a sip from time to time, looking relaxed and comfortable.When they saw someone entering the shop, they ignored them.

Mu Qingfeng walked over, lifted the old man's chair, and a sign appeared in his palm.

The old man raised his head slowly, and saw a crystal jade flower engraved on the signboard.He put down the things in his hand, stood up, respectfully and politely.

"It turns out that the guests have arrived, please follow me." The old man bent down and led Mu Qingfeng into a compartment, into a secret passage, and came to an armory.

After entering the arsenal, a woman dressed as a waiter came over to receive her, "Little girl Qinghe, what do the guests need? Next, the girl will introduce you."

"Show me your short blades and flying needles here."

Qing He nodded with a smile, and led Mu Qingfeng to a private room, and after a while, someone walked in carrying a box.

In the box, there are rows of short blades of various standards. At a glance, there are probably dozens of types.There are also flying needles of different lengths, including gold needles, silver needles, and other materials.All of them are well-made first-class weapons.

The Great Zhou Dynasty did not ban weapons, so the control over weapons was not strict.There are good and bad weapons on the market, and it is not easy to sell high-quality weapons.The quality of these weapons and the forging process are all top-notch, and even the royal weapon workshop may not be able to catch up with the craftsmanship here.

Satisfied, Mu Qingfeng chose a few and reported the quantity. The quantity she asked for was large, and almost half of the inventory here was gone.

After paying the money, this is of course a considerable sum, but it is nothing to Mu Qingfeng.

After the transaction was completed, Mu Qingfeng found the real manager here, identified his identity, and ordered him to do some things.

When he left, the steward wanted to return Mu Qingfeng's bank note.Mu Qingfeng waved his hand and refused, "The rules are like this, there is no exception, you just keep it."

Back at the inn, Mu Hongfei had already woken up, and with Wu Xiaolian's help, he sat down and drank the medicine.Old man Wu sat in the yard after feeding the horse.

Chang Hong Gang.

The third hall master in green robe frowned as he listened to the news reported by his subordinates, "You said the City Lord's Mansion doesn't care about this matter?"

"The city lord said that this is a dispute between the rivers and lakes. Is it inconvenient for the government to intervene?"

"Hmph, disputes in the rivers and lakes? What about killing people in the street?"

"The city lord said that the wine dealer blackmailed people first, so he should be taught a lesson. As for killing people, everyone is watching. When the girl left, the wine dealer hadn't died yet, so it can't be counted as murder."

The purple-robed man slapped the table violently, and said angrily, "Bastard, he doesn't care about our Changhong Gang—"

"Second hall master calm down, according to his subordinates, the performance of the deputy city master seems to be relying on, but I don't know who is behind us to trip us up?"

The third hall master asked: "You said so, but you have a clue?"

When the subordinate heard the question, his face froze, "This subordinate does not know."

The second hall master scolded him, "Since you don't know, why don't you check it out quickly, what are you doing here?"

The subordinate retired respectfully, went out, went to a place where no one was around, and spat hard at the inside, "Who is so stupid~"

The next day, in the inn, Yaoqing came to change Mu Hongfei's dressing again. Looking at the almost healed wound, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes finally showed something else.

She sighed enviously: "The owner of the workshop is really very human. It is difficult for ordinary people to survive such injuries. I came to treat them. If there is no magic medicine from the owner of the workshop, the injured will have to recuperate for at least two months before they can get out of bed. With the current situation of the eldest girl recovering, you can go on the road tomorrow."

Sitting on the stone bench in the yard, Mu Qingfeng was in a good mood listening to Yao Qing's flattery, "You can speak directly if you have something to say."

Yao Qing was not polite, and said with a shy face: "Fang Master, give me some pills."

"Don't you boast that your medical skills are unparalleled? How could my little pill get into the eyes of your dignified descendant of Medicine King Valley?"

Yao Qing looked embarrassed.

Mu Qingfeng sighed, "Qing Yao, you are capable, but you always have things to do, even if I have something to do for you, I don't know how to arrange it?"

"Fangzhu has something to say, just say it, I won't delay it."

Mu Qingfeng smiled, "Since that's the case, I think you've stayed in Yongzhou City long enough, why don't you go to another place and go to the capital tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Yao Qing hesitated.

"inappropriate?"

"I need a few days to deal with some things." Yao Qing hesitated, but finally decided to agree.

Mu Qingfeng gave her a time and told her to rush to the capital before then, "Remember, if I don't see you after this time, you won't want to know what I can do to you."

Yao Qing clasped her fists and solemnly promised, "Don't worry, Fang Master, Yao Qing will not dare to make mistakes."

(End of this chapter)