enchanting blacksmith

For two full hours, I don't know how the young master dealt with Schneck and Tiger inside. Anyway, the servants sent in the bricks at the young master's request, enough to build a new palace.As for the howling of the two dog servants, howling and howling are getting weaker and weaker, who cares, anyway, this is not what we servants should care about.

When Feng Tie came out Shi Shiran from the dungeon, his whole body was covered with brick powder. It is estimated that some people would believe that he was Hong Boy's sworn cousin. Feng Tie explained to the following male servants with a cold face: "Schneck and Tiger died of alcohol poisoning due to excessive drinking. Now that there are enough things at home, don't let anyone know about this trivial matter, especially the master and madam. Do you understand?" With a cold war, he quickly knelt on one knee to express his promise.

"If there is any news leaked from you, hehe." Feng Tie, who was overflowing with arrogance, pinched a handful of brick powder from his body, put it in the palm of his hand and blew it gently, and the brick powder floated away with the wind, falling to the ground. There was no longer a trace in the grass.

"The little ones don't dare." Several servants were sweating profusely, and they didn't dare to raise their heads at all.

"You, what about you, stand up." Feng Tie pointed at the thinnest servant, wanting to find fault with him, and beat him hard to build up his prestige: "What's your name?"

"Back to the young master, the younger one is called Michelangelo."

"Pfft..." Feng Tie spat out a mouthful of surprised blood: "Can you draw?"

"Back to the young master." Michelangelo smiled cheaply: "The little one is best at painting erotic palaces. Everyone raised their legs and said it was a good painting. As for why they crossed their legs, you understand."

"Well, yes, yes, your name is too long, young master, I don't like it very much. From now on, I will call you Xiong Da, and follow me as my confidant bodyguard."

Feng Tie turned around, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, gritted his teeth and pretended to be fresh, but the chill in his eyes became more and more intense: "Batu, my second uncle, hum."

......

This is the first time Feng Tie has entered his own blacksmith workshop.

In the center of a dark and dry oak forest, there is a huge castle-like building built of rocks. The radius of the castle is about one kilometer, and it is in the shape of a hexagram. In the middle, there is a main castle about 30 meters high, which looks like a legendary Titan from a distance. Standing tall like a giant.

Standing at the foot of the castle, human beings are as small as ants, and people have to feel awe. This is the blacksmith workshop of the Odyssey family, the largest weapon manufacturing factory in the kingdom.

The six-pointed star outside the main castle is actually the place where six watchtowers and craftsmen and slaves live. A small town size.

When Feng Tie entered the main castle accompanied by the castle guards, Feng Tie was deeply shocked.

The first thing that catches the eye is a huge stove reaching to the roof.

It is surprising that this stove has the complexity and mechanicalness that is typical of the machinery and equipment of the industrial age.The slaves weaving around were wearing shackles, carrying large bags of coke, and kept throwing them into the mouth of the furnace that was blowing hellish flames. The skin of every sweaty slave was baked into a crimson red like a branding iron. They chanted , working desperately under the whip and sword of the overseer.

Some slaves with a good temper or who have served in the workshop for many years do relatively easy work. They use a rectangular container made of mixed soil to fill the molten iron from the outlet at the other end of the furnace, and then pour it into the In the finished weapon model one by one.

"Hahahaha, Feng Tie, my nephew, you still stand up like a man!"

A man who was shorter than the blacksmith, but more burly, strode over enthusiastically and hugged Feng Tie tightly.

At this moment, Feng Tie lost his mind: "Why do you still call me Feng Tie? This is the first time someone calls my name in this world. Am I also called Feng Tie in this strange Western world?"

The burly man patted Feng Tie's shoulder vigorously, with a sincere and joyful smile on his face: "My nephew, I knew that the men in our Odyssey family would not be defeated by a little pain. you are proud."

Feng Tie stared dumbfounded at this honest man who was seventy percent similar in appearance to his father, then stretched out his left hand and slowly reached for his lower abdomen, rubbing it lightly a few times.

"Uh, what, did you break your brain, why are you touching me here?" Batu scratched his head and asked awkwardly.

"Oh, it's nothing. I heard that your second uncle is weaker than your kidneys. My nephew wanted to touch your character out of curiosity. Second uncle, don't worry too much."

Batu: "..."

At this time, the blacksmith walked over quickly. "Is your injury healed? Who sent you here?" The blacksmith frowned displeased: "And you just told your second uncle what stupid things, did you lose your mind? "

Batu hurried out to smooth things over: "Feng Tie just woke up, it's normal to be a little confused, don't blame the child, let's go and see how the sword made out of this blank is."

The blacksmith gave Feng Tie a hard look: "Since you're here, don't just stand there, come along."

Feng Tie rolled his eyes, and followed his father and second uncle step by step to a tightly guarded room.

Dozens of broken broadswords were hung on the largest wall of the room, and a red, newly forged product was stuck on the stone platform on the ground.

With a sound of "stab", the blacksmith pulled out the bright red broadsword and plunged it into a bucket of cold water, then took out the sword and rubbed it carefully with the palm of his hand for a while with his eyes closed: "Come here, put on the hilt and send it to the castle of the Duke of Dark Night .”

Four guards took orders.Feng Tie pointed to the broken sword on the wall and asked the blacksmith curiously: "Father, what is this..."

"Why do children ask so many questions, don't they think they have caused too many troubles?" the blacksmith reprimanded with widened eyes.

"Hmph, father, I'll know if you don't tell me, it's not all because of my second uncle!"

Batu was furious: "Why do you father and son talk about me? What does this have to do with me? You should explain it to me clearly."

"Isn't it because you didn't obey the order of the Duke of the Night, it made you refine the golden sword and you prefer to refine the sword of obscenity, and it made you refine the sword and you prefer to refine it to be a lowly one. In the end, the Duke of the Night got angry and broke your sword. If you want our family of three to take the blame for you, you say you..." Feng Tie was speechless.

"Shut up, you bastard, you bastard, talking to your second uncle like that, your second uncle asked you to provoke you, I... I..." The blacksmith picked up an iron rod from the ground with a livid face and danced Feng Tie was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Batu: "Second Uncle, save me, I'm young and ignorant, and it's good to talk like a lotus flower with my teeth... …Uh, no, anyway, I was wrong, Second Uncle, help me."

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After a while, Feng Tie was driven out of the house by the furious blacksmith.

The blacksmith was very sorry for Batu: "The child behaved abnormally and spoke strangely after waking up. Maybe he really broke his brain. You, the second uncle, should take care of you!"

Batu waved his hand, with a look of indifference: "Dear brother, why would I care about these trivial matters with my nephew, well, don't worry about these trivial matters anymore, let's go out and find out The news from the Night Duke."

Batu took the lead and walked out with two guards, muttering in his heart: "Could it be that Feng Tie knows something, otherwise why would he target me again and again? It's strange that this fool and prodigal can survive Is it possible that you will suddenly become enlightened?"

The blacksmith looked at Batu's receding back with a look of gloom in his eyes, resolute, as if mixed with a bit of bitterness: "Batu, my younger brother, even a fool like Feng Tie can see it, how can we hide it? I."

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Feng Tie hurriedly ran outside, looking back to see if the blacksmith was chasing him.

Such a thick iron rod is not just for fun, if it really hit him on the leg, it would be better to travel directly to Tianlong Babu to be Duan Yanqing at that time.A father who gave birth to a bastard son like Feng Tie is probably not a good person, and he will definitely be able to get rid of the black hands. It is safer to go by himself.

Running near the giant stove, Feng Tie felt his chest getting hotter and hotter while running, and his heart and lungs seemed to be burned to burst.

"Sigh, this body is still too weak, and I get tired after just a few steps. I think I was also an animal who ran more than ten kilometers with the female star holding the torch and wearing panties that fit the fart during the Olympic torch relay. Ah." Feng Tie thought angrily.

Feng Tie slowed down his pace, but the burning pain in his chest did not ease at all.Looking down at his chest, Feng Tie couldn't help but kneel down with a plop.

The six zither strings that I have been carrying on my chest all the time have come to life at this moment, they condense into a horse burning with light blue flames, and they are rushing into Feng Tie's chest.As the strings drilled deeper and deeper, the strings began to glow blood-colored all over, and finally penetrated into Feng Tie's chest completely under Feng Tie's helpless gaze, and then came out from the back through the body.

They began to sing hysterically, as if under the ravages of pickups and picks, they made a thrilling and piercing whistling sound.The rumbling drum sounded in Feng Tie's ears, accompanied by neat metal jokes, deduced the magic sound of hell, captivating the soul.

They yelled happily and circled a pattern of hexagrams in mid-air, then got into the mouth of the furnace that was spraying hot flames, and disappeared into the furnace.

Feng Tie's eyes were blinded by the sound of the music, and a magnificent picture appeared in front of his eyes: the endless black pine forest, the howling wind, the tall trees kept swaying and dancing, and a church with a steeple loomed among the trees. On the top cross, there are many hideous ghosts flying in the air.

Knights riding armored horses, holding broadswords and crossed spears flocked to the gate of the church like a tide, but a bloody torrent gushing from the gate of the church wiped them out, leaving only the cold weapons and armor covered on the ground. On top of the slippery moss exposed on the ground.

Feng Tie fell heavily to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and the phantom slowly disappeared unconsciously.

The author's words:

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