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Bo Fu just glanced at the wolf hunter of the Holy See on the second floor, and then he went downstairs to concentrate on teaching the boss to marinate pork with spices and salt, then smoke it with pine wood, and finally hang it in a dark and ventilated place to dry.All of this cannot be completed in a few days, and Bo Fu is only going to stay in this place for a few days. Getting the finished long sword is the deadline he set for himself—so he left a copy After the complete production method, the simple method of high-temperature smoking was used to ask the boss to help him process it-the wild boar was used.

It's just that Bo Fu also had contact with that person from the Holy See a few times, and they also stayed in this only hotel, occupying the rest of the room.These people sometimes rest downstairs during the day, and Bofu sometimes chats with them about hunting werewolves or other dark creatures.The leading mustache seldom talks, and he stays in the church more often, but his men are very happy to blow out the seasoning of their deeds and numbers after a few drinks

"You just hunt and kill werewolves everywhere in Europe according to the order of the Holy See?" Bo Fu asked after drinking beer again.

"That's right, sir. We hunted werewolves all over Europe, and we killed at least a few hundred werewolves! Hahaha, there are also vampires!" A drunken guy raised a beer glass and shouted, "Look outside the carriage Is the head of the wolf crucified on it? It was the head of a very powerful, very strong werewolf. We fought with it for three days and three nights, and finally chopped off its head in the depths of the forest! This werewolf is Killed at least 5000 people!" Other people in the tavern burst into exclamations of "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Speaking of which, where are the werewolves? I mean, where is the hometown of werewolves in Europe?" Bo Fu asked again casually.

"I'm not sure about that, but you can go to the church and check the records, sir."

It didn't take long for Bofu to appear in the church. This time he met the little beard. The little beard had just finished praying and was about to ask the villagers—he had been doing this for the past few days, as if he wanted to identify the villager. A lurking werewolf.This man has tested Bofu from the very beginning. As a priest in the Holy See who hunts werewolves in Europe, he can naturally detect the extraordinaryness of Bofu - this is a kind of casual aristocratic demeanor, and in the past A little to the east, there are many nobles with this face. Although the sects are different, they all face the Turks.And Bo Fu was also the first person who was excluded by him as a werewolf. This time Bo Fu also came to the church and asked about the origin of the werewolf seemingly casually. The little beard didn't hesitate to take out a big book Put it in front of Bo Fu: "This is the record of the Holy See hunting werewolves and vampires for hundreds of years. I think you should be familiar with vampires-after all, you are in the hometown of their origin, isn't it? In fact, you He should be familiar with werewolves too." Although there is no suspicion, Mustache still has some doubts about the origin of Bo Fu.

Bo Fu smiled and didn't answer. He opened the heavy cover and began to read the pages inside.

"Did werewolves and vampires both originate in southeastern Europe, those places that were originally the Roman Empire. And vampires, werewolves are also good - especially werewolves appeared about 600 years ago, and quickly spread to all of Europe. The Holy See The hundreds of years of hunting records and interrogation records show a fairly clear footprint - starting from the junction of the Adriatic Sea and the Ionian Sea, the farther the distance, the fewer werewolves and vampires. But For hundreds of years, the Holy See has never discovered their lair, and recently due to the invasion of Islamic forces, the Holy See has been unable to concentrate there." Bo Fu thought while watching. [

That night, the werewolf finally appeared in the village.Under the bright moonlight—although it is not yet a full moon, a big black wolf is jumping and running between the roof and the ground, not like a canine animal at all. "I think it is more like a tiger." Bo Fu stood on the balcony Looking at the running werewolf, he muttered, the wolfhunters below are chasing with torches and weapons - but they dare not approach, at least until the men with crossbows and silver-tipped arrows hit the other end. Werewolves didn't dare to fight in close quarters before.

The villagers ran to the church quickly, Bo Fu was motionless, his gaze was just looking at a girl wearing a red hood in the crowd, "The werewolf's running track is a bit strange-it seems to be trying to separate this girl from the crowd Come out" As a top predator, Bofu can naturally see the hunting methods and targets of carnivores.

Sure enough, after turning a few turns, the girl left the crowd, and ran to a corner between houses in a panic like the girls.The werewolf jumped up, directly crossed the wall in front of the house, and stood on all fours ten meters in front of the girl.Bo Fu's eyes directly penetrated the house in the middle, looking at the girl and the werewolf, and saw the werewolf growling in a low voice, but the girl's expression was very strange, her fear turned into surprise.But then a silver crossbow arrow shot over, the werewolf jumped up and dodged the arrow, and the girl also took the opportunity to run out and ran towards the church.

The werewolf roared and ran on all fours, but when one of its front paws stepped into the gate of the church wall, black smoke rose from the paws, and the werewolf's flesh made a "squeaky" sound.Howling in pain, the large wolf retracted its paws and disappeared into the darkness.

Mustache's complexion is very bad. The arrogance and cunning of this werewolf exceeded his expectations. Their investigations in the past few days have not helped at all, and this werewolf does not seem to be afraid of them. Mian appeared in the village - and ended up killing a villager

The suspicion of Bo Fu was completely gone—because the hotel owner and the tavern girls who were hiding inside after sealing the hotel door firmly saw Bo Fu standing on the balcony on the second floor. The man looked at the road without fear. The werewolf was running, as if it was just an ordinary dog ​​passing in front of the hotel.

It's just that the werewolf left traces after all. The villagers were organized by the mustache and followed the werewolf's footprints into the forest with weapons--Bo Fu didn't go, he just looked at the man among the villagers who had been drinking, and then Smiling, he turned to watch the boss smoke the bacon.

"Sir, your long sword has been preliminarily completed. Please try it at the right time to see if it meets your requirements." A child, an apprentice from the blacksmith shop, ran over and bowed to uncle Fu said.

"Very good workmanship, now you can go ahead, and send it to my room after finishing touches." Bo Fu put down a golden coin, "Are you going to hunt that werewolf in the mountains too? Mr. Blacksmith But I suggest you finish my long sword first."

When Bofu walked into the forest again and watched those people go up the path, he saw the girl in the red hood secretly following a young lumberjack in the recess formed by the fallen tree. They kissed, and then the lumberjack jumped out of the recess under the watchful eyes of the girl, and merged into the crowd of people who went up the mountain—he still held a spear in his hand, and melted a silver coin and coated it with a layer of silver.

The next day, Bo Fu got his long sword. He casually hung the long sword on his waist. When he walked out of the hotel, he followed Xiao Bai. He saw the girl in the red hat sneaking out of the village gate and running towards the mountain. go.Bo Fu smiled, and after putting on his coat, he walked out of the village gate along the road like a dog, and walked towards the forest as well—but this time he brought a long bag, which was placed in the bag he had just spent. A few gold coins to the saddle of a horse bought in the village. (To be continued.)