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Chapter 111 Mao Jiugang

"Brother! Really, as long as you have a special magic weapon and poke those seven acupuncture points on your body, you can complete the seizure?" Zheng Bing was persistent, grabbing Hou Dongsheng's clothes without any intention of giving up.

Hou Dongsheng: "The battle of seizing the house is the battle of the primordial spirit. Although it is the most terrifying plunder in the world, why is it not a decisive battle? Seizing the house! It is definitely not as simple as you think, when you find a suitable one in the future For those who give up, the senior brother will naturally explain it to you in detail, and now you don’t need to ask more, and the senior brother will not tell you if you ask.”

Zheng Bing: "Elder brother! Please..."

"Brother has other things to do, so I'm leaving first." Hou Dongsheng's face collapsed, and there was a bit of anger in his words.

"Little sister will give senior brother a ride." Zheng Bing quickly changed his words.

Hou Dongsheng: "No need, you go and do your work."

even so.

Zheng Bing still insisted on sending Hou Dongsheng to the door, and waved goodbye from afar.

The strength of friendship is evident.

When Hou Dongsheng disappeared around the corner, Zheng Bing immediately pulled a mortal who was running errands beside him.

Zheng Bing: "Wu Lao Liu! Go and see where the senior brother has gone? Hurry up!"

Then Wu Laoliu hurriedly followed.

Zheng Bing returned to the study immediately and wrote down the seven acupoints that Hou Dongsheng had mentioned, so as not to forget them in the future.

After finishing writing, Zheng Bing even made gestures on his body, with a hint of madness on his face.

If it hadn't been for Hou Dongsheng's explanation that a special magic weapon was needed, I'm afraid that Zheng Bing would really stab himself seven times with a white knife, and eventually die for no reason.

Such is the case with the seeker.

This is an obsession, a belief, and even a demon.

Suddenly, the door knocked.

A maid led Wu Laoliu to Zheng Bing's side.

"You go out first." Zheng Bing ordered.

The maid leaves.

Wu Laoliu: "Report to the shopkeeper... Your senior brother went to the refining building and found Master Mao. It is said that he wants to make some kind of ghost dagger."

Zheng Bing's heart jumped, and he was ecstatic.

Isn't that ghost-headed dagger the special magic weapon that the senior brother said.

Zheng Bing: "Quickly tell me... how did you find out?"

Wu Laoliu: "The little one has a brother who does odd jobs in the refining building."

Zheng Bing: "Is he a craftsman?"

Wu Lao Liu: "He is pouring water for the refining masters. The heat in the refining room is tight, and those masters like to drink."

"Very good... I really found the right person, this is your reward." Zheng Bing took out a spirit stone and gave it to Wu Laoliu.

Although Wu Lao Liu is a mortal, he can exchange spirit stones for gold and silver through channels.

Lingshi is still the most valuable, at least better than gold and silver.

Zheng Bing: "Go and tell your brother, as long as Master Mao is free, invite him to the fairy grass bowl, and say that the shopkeeper has admired Master Mao for a long time, and wants to invite Master Mao to make friends with him."

Wu Laoliu: "As ordered."

evening.

Grass jelly bowl.

Mao Jiugang, who had never dressed up before, carefully dressed up and came to an elegant room in Xiancaobo in the best condition possible.

Push the door in.

A beautiful woman in a white dress turned towards Mao Jiugang.

Mao Jiugang was dumbfounded.

"Master Mao, Master Mao..."

Zheng Bing shouted twice, Mao Jiugang just came back to his senses.

Mao Jiugang has been blacksmithing since he was a child, and has been with the fire for 50 years. This is the first time in his life that he has been invited to dinner by a beauty.

Mao Jiugang: "Miss Zheng... hello, Mao is very polite."

Zheng Bing: "Hehe...Master Mao is really funny, please sit down quickly."

Mao Jiu just sat down.

Zheng Bing poured fine wine.

"Ahem...Although Mao was given a nicknamed wine tank, he never rots. If he is lucky enough to marry Miss Zheng in the future, I, Mao Jiugang, can quit drinking!" Mao Jiugang swore to the sky.

Zheng Bing almost put the wine in his hand directly on his face.

Still held back.

Zheng Bing smiled and said, "Master Mao, why should you wrong yourself?"

Mao Jiugang: "No grievance, no grievance... As long as the girl is willing, I, Mao Jiugang, will not hesitate to quit drinking."

Zheng Bing: "Master Mao...then you can't quit drinking. Is this the kind of heroic man that my family likes?"

"Really!?" Mao Jiugang's eyes lit up.

"It's absolutely true."

"Grandma, you didn't say it earlier! Xiaoer...bring you the strongest wine here. If there is no more, let's go to the nine tanks first."

After a moment.

Mao Jiugang took a gulp and drank from the wine tank, looking extremely happy.

It's almost time to see...

Zheng Bing: "Little sister heard that Master Mao's crafting skills are extraordinary. I wonder if it's true?"

"Hahahaha...Although I, Mao Jiugang, am limited by my cultivation and cannot forge magic weapons, I have refined all kinds of magic weapons, even several high-grade magic weapons."

Zheng Bing: "But those kind of spirit stones worth four to five thousand, generally only monks in the late stage of foundation establishment can use top-grade magical artifacts?"

Mao Jiugang: "This... that's not true. It should be said that the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment are all high-grade magical artifacts. After all, they will be so shivering when they are about to form alchemy. In the middle stage of foundation establishment, there will be one or two top-grade magical artifacts at the bottom of the box. As for the early stage of foundation establishment, it would be good to have one.”

Zheng Bing: "Then is there a high-grade magic weapon in the Qi refining period?"

"Unless you are a direct descendant of a big family, it is impossible to have such a treasure."

"So that's how it is...Little sister really has learned a lot."

"Brother Mao...don't worry about drinking by yourself, my little sister wants to toast you."

"Okay, okay... Let's drink from this vat together."

ton ton ton ton...

Mao Jiugang opened another tank of spirits.

Zheng Bing's eyebrows twitched, it's not that he feels sorry for the money for the drink, but he's really afraid that he's only focusing on drinking and delays his business, so it's better not to accompany the idiot to drink slowly, and go straight to the point earlier!

Zheng Bing: "Brother Mao...but someone came to the refining building today to ask you to refine magic weapons?"

"Hahahaha...a lot of people come to me for refining every day."

"The man is wearing a black robe with brocade patterns, made of silk, and looks quite handsome."

"Handsome? He has a pretty face, how handsome is he?" Mao Jiugang said unconvinced.

Zheng Bing: "He is my elder brother."

Mao Jiugang: "Um...Brother?"

"Ah."

"Brother?"

Zheng Bing nodded again.

Mao Jiugang wiped the drink off his face, patted his head and asked, "But that guy claims to be Hou, but your surname is Zheng."

"We have the same mother and half father."

"Ah! One daughter marrying two husbands?" Mao Jiugang was shocked.

"You despise me?" Zheng Bing was aggrieved and wanted to cry.

"Don't dare! My dear, how dare I despise you?" Mao Jiugang's face was filled with distress.

Zheng Bing: "My elder brother's name is Hou Dongsheng."

Mao Jiugang: "That's right, it's him... Oh, why didn't you say it earlier, I scolded him when he came here today."

Zheng Bing: "Why are you scolding him?"

Mao Jiugang: "He insisted on refining the weapon himself, and put out the fire in my furnace."

Zheng Bing: "He doesn't want Brother Mao to participate in his refining?"

"Yeah, uncle, he is so stubborn that he wanted to do it himself, but the art of refining weapons is so simple, he said he wants to make a complete set of magic weapons, and he can't do it without 20 years of hard work!" Mao Jiugang Said with a determined face.

"Brother Mao...then you have to teach my brother well." Zheng Bing said coquettishly.

"Yes, yes, yes... I will definitely teach him how to make weapons, teach him everything, and never hide anything." Mao Jiugang nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zheng Bing: "That's right... my elder brother hates my mother's remarriage as a traitor, and he hates me very much. You must not mention me in front of him, otherwise I won't buy you a drink."

Mao Jiugang: "Miss Zheng, you can do what you say, and Mao will definitely do it."

(End of this chapter)