The dream of this world has big problems

Chapter 55 A Little Trouble With Your Body
Pulling the hood on top of her head, Lu Qing took Fang Qingrou's hand and walked in front.

"It's so cool."

Fang Qingrou's palm was pulled out by Lu Qing, and a cold feeling went down the arm to the brain.

Subconsciously squeezed the opponent's palm, Fang Qingrou asked:
"Why are your hands so cold, Deer?"

"This is a special skill that will lower the body temperature." Lu Qing replied after hearing Fang Qingrou's words.

In order to prevent the other party from worrying, Lu Qing added:

"It doesn't have much impact on the body, it just doesn't like the feeling of being exposed to the sun."

"That's it."

Fang Qingrou thought for a while, and then said: "It's not a big problem, there are many items in the dream game that can remove this effect."

"Ah."

Lu Qing nodded. Fang Qingrou was right. This kind of skill with side effects has props that can solve it in most dreams. When Lu Qing has enough dream coins in hand, she can You can go to the auction house to buy one back.

The two walked for a while, and finally came to the shop that the lady at the counter said.

This is a weapon shop, the whole is made of solid wood, and there is an open space next to the weapon shop, where there is a huge furnace, iron felt, and workbench.

At this moment, a woman with a thick arm was holding a hammer and was constantly beating the metal on the iron felt.

Seemingly noticing that someone was coming, she stopped the hammer in her hand, shifted her gaze to Lu Qing and the two, and then said:
"If you want to buy weapons, please go to the store. My father is in the store at this time. He is in charge of selling weapons."

"Isn't your father in charge of forging?" Fang Qingrou, who was standing beside Lu Qing, couldn't help asking curiously.

The woman glanced at Fang Qingrou, shook her head and said:
"Father is already old. If he continues to forge, his old waist will not be able to bear it sooner or later."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head back, and continued to focus on the metal on the iron felt, saying:
"I have to continue working. If I want to buy weapons, I can go to the store and find my father."

Seeing this, Lu Qing stopped disturbing the other party, pushed open the wooden door of the weapon shop and walked into the shop.

"welcome."

Seeing that the wooden door was opened, a strong man sitting in front of the counter was wiping the iron sword in his hand.

"It's a new face. It's the first time for the two of you." The strong man asked familiarly.

"Well, we are travelers who have just arrived in this city." Lu Qing replied.

"I see. The two of you seem to have traveled around at such a young age. It's really amazing." The owner of the weapon shop hung the long sword in his hand back on the wall.

After hanging the long sword on the wall, he turned around and asked, "Do you two want to buy anything?"

"Um"

Lu Qing rubbed her chin and said, "We want to order twelve throwing knives and a big sword."

"Oh, is it custom made?"

The strong man looked serious, and then shifted his gaze to the bandage-wrapped scabbard behind Fang Qingrou.

"Is it a weapon that can fit the scabbard?" the brawny man asked.

"That's right, please." This time it was Fang Qingrou who said it.

She really needs a big sword to fit the scabbard on her back, otherwise, the scabbard on her body is just a stronger door panel.

"Then miss, what kind of flying knife do you want?" the brawny man looked at Lu Qing and asked.

"I want to imitate the structure of this flying knife and make another twelve flying knives." Lu Qing took out the Ripper flying knife from his waist and placed it on the table.

"This Throwing Knife"

The owner of the weapon shop has seen so many weapons, and he is a blacksmith himself, but he was persuaded to retire by his daughter because of his age. He can still tell whether a weapon is good or bad. of.

"What a sharp flying knife." The strong man praised.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the flying knife and observed it carefully.

"Not bad, really good. The forger of this flying knife is definitely a skilled master, and I feel something different about this flying knife. This is an extraordinary weapon, miss." The strong man said while observing the Ripper's flying knife.

"Well, how much does it cost to imitate twelve such flying knives?" Lu Qing nodded and then asked.

"Well, let me think about it"

The strong man put the flying knives back on the table, and said: "Twelve, since the design of the flying knives is excellent, and you are newcomers, how about 2 gold coins for iron and 5 gold coins for stainless steel?" ?”

"5 gold coins?" Lu Qing frowned, she didn't expect it to be so expensive.

You know, there are only 9 gold coins on her now, and this still doesn't count the money for making the big sword.

But Lu Qing didn't think much about buying iron throwing knives. In her heart, she would never buy the second-class one if she could buy the best one.

"What about the big sword?" Lu Qing asked.

"I'm not sure, can I measure the specific value of this scabbard?" The strong man looked at the scabbard behind Fang Qingrou and said.

In order to forge a suitable weapon, specific values ​​are definitely needed. After hesitating for a while, Fang Qingrou took off the scabbard behind her and said:
"Please be careful, there is a curse on this scabbard."

"Curse?" The weapon shop owner paused for a moment as he reached for the scabbard, then continued to reach forward and took the scabbard from Fang Qingrou's hand.

Carefully placing it on the table, the strong man gently pulled off a part of the bandage. Suddenly, an inexplicable breath emanated from the bandage, permeating the entire weapon shop.

"Curse the weapon?" The owner of the weapon shop asked, looking at the scabbard with some surprise.

"Wait a mininute."

Turning around and opening the wooden door behind him, the owner of the weapon shop got into the wooden door and came back after a while.

On the palm of the owner of the weapon shop, he had already put on a pair of off-white gloves, which emitted bursts of light.

Seeing Lu Qing and Fang Qingrou's surprised expressions, the owner of the weapon shop smiled, and then said:
"When I was young, people often brought things with special effects to my shop for me to use as materials to make weapons. It is impossible without a prop that can protect the palm."

"Okay, let me see the specific value of this scabbard."

Undo the bandages on the scabbard little by little, and soon, a wooden scabbard that looks rather old appears in front of several people.

Besides being ancient, Lu Qing also felt a strange feeling on the scabbard.

Disgust and anticipation, anticipation and fear, this special feeling made Lu Qing's face a little weird.

And at this time, the notice board in her mind trembled after a long absence.

[You feel a strange feeling on the scabbard in front of you, your body hates it, and the curse on your body fears it, so your body becomes a little expectant again, expecting that this scabbard can solve your body's pain Some little troubles. 】

(End of this chapter)