"When... when... when..."

The sound of hammering in the blacksmith shop was extremely rhythmic. Zuo Wuji looked inside from the outside. Every time the blacksmith hit the hammer, a lot of sparks would burst on the anvil, and the iron embryo was like a hard piece under his hammer. The dough, visibly smashed to change shape.

Originally attracted by the meat buns, Zuo Wuji didn't care about a blacksmith shop next to him, but he felt that he was very skilled when he saw Jinjia forging iron.

"Hey guest, your buns!"

The owner of the steamed bun shop on the side had already wrapped the steamed buns in oil paper, and walked over to Zuo Wuji and handed them to him.

"Oh, thanks."

Zuo Wuji spoke these words very fluently. He stretched out his hand to take the oiled paper bag, then lowered his head and opened it to see that there were ten. No wonder it was such a heavy bag.

"Here, ten?"

"Hey, guest, please use it slowly, you won't be charged for more!"

"Oh, thank you very much!"

Zuo Wuji picked up a steamed bun, opened his mouth and took a big mouthful, half of the steamed bun was gone, and Zuo Wuji's mouth was full of oily aroma.

"Okay, delicious!"

Zuo Wuji praised him, and then watched Jinjia strike the iron. Seeing that there were no customers for the time being, the owner of the steamed bun shop on the side did not return to the shop, but leaned closer to Zuo Wuji.

"This guest officer, are you and Brother Jin from fellow villagers?"

"what?"

Zuo Wuji didn't understand the meaning of the other party's low voice and fast speech.

"I mean, guest officer, are you, and Big Brother Jin, are you fellows?"

"Oh oh oh..."

Zuo Wuji nodded, and now he roughly understood.

"Yes, it should be, listening to the accent, like, we are all..."

"What did Yunzhou Dazhen say..."

After thinking for a while, Zuo Wuji pointed to the clouds in the sky and said.

"We are all, yes, Yunzhou, Da...zhen...people."

Dazhen is the original pronunciation. The owner of Baozipu looked up at the sky along Zuo Wuji's fingers, scratching his head as if he didn't understand. The word Dazhen has never been heard or understood. Is it still a place in the sky? But it is a rather special place.

"Not far?"

Zuo Wuji was already eating his second bun, and praised the owner of the bun shop.

"This bun, it tastes so good! My hometown is far, far, far away, the ocean, where is the other side of the sea..."

With that said, Zuo Wuji has already entered the blacksmith shop, looking around in the shop, picking up farm implements and kitchen knives from time to time, weighing, beating and beating.

"This man is very skilled, these iron tools are not simple."

However, Jin Jia ignored Zuo Wuji and continued to strike, while Zuo Wuji did not insist that Jin Jia pay attention, but walked to the anvil and looked at him like this.

The owner of the steamed bun shop outside was slightly stunned. This foreigner was standing so close to the anvil, yet he was standing so stably, his body was not leaning, his eyes were not blinking, and he was eating steamed buns as if nothing had happened. The pressure of Big Brother Jin's hammer can scare most people back.

'It seems that this foreigner is also very capable! ’

"Boss, buy buns..."

"Oh well, here we come!"

Hearing someone calling him over there, the bun shop owner hurried back, but he couldn't help but glance at the blacksmith shop. It was rare to see a fellow from Big Brother Jin, and he really wanted to know something about Big Brother Jin.

And Zuo Wuji just stood beside the golden armor, watching the frequency of his swinging hammers, counting the number of times he was swinging the hammers, it was basically a frequency of seven, seven, forty-nine hammers, taking care of all the details of the iron embryo.

"Zi la la-"

The iron embryo was sent into a wooden barrel to be quenched, and then tempered after a while. Zuo Wuji also ate the last bun in the process, clapped his hands and rubbed his stomach, showing a satisfied look on his face.

Also at this moment, the door curtain in the back room of the blacksmith shop was lifted from the inside, and a strong old man came out.

"Huh? Who are you? Don't stand too close to the stove and the anvil when buying ironware!"

Zuo Wuji bowed his hands to the old man.

"Zuo Wuji, who is also a Dazhen person, didn't come to buy ironware, but it's quite warm by the stove!"

The old blacksmith frowned and looked at Zuo Wuji.

"Everything is said, but I don't understand a word."

When the old blacksmith said this, Zuo Wuji understood that the old blacksmith had nothing to do with Dazhen.

Jin Jia glanced at the old blacksmith and answered.

"He said his name was Zuo Wuji, he was from Dazhen, and he didn't come to buy ironware. He was standing by the stove because it was warm."

Such a straightforward retelling also made Zuo Wuji secretly amused, and when the other party said the word "Dazhen", he followed his example and spoke directly in Dazhen's words.

"Old man, I, and him, are fellow villagers!"

Zuo Wuji nodded to himself and then to the golden armor. The old blacksmith understood these words, and immediately became interested.

"Really! He and Xiaojin are fellow villagers? His home is not far away? How many people? What do your parents do?"

"This, I don't know..."

The golden armor on one side put down the hammer, did not lower his head, just looked at Zuo Wuji condescendingly.

"Since you are from Dazhen, what are you doing here?"

Jin Jia used the Dazhen words to ask Zuo Wuji, and the old blacksmith on the side widened his eyes when he heard it. He was really a fellow, and he had never heard Xiao Jin say this, but he didn't know what to ask.

Zuo Wuji folded his arms around his chest and replied with a smile.

"Sharpen your martial arts! What are you doing in this distant foreign land?"

Jin Jia likes to lie, but he doesn't need to answer. He walks to the side and pours a bowl of water with a kettle. After drinking it, he turns to Zuo Wuji.

"Your martial arts do not seem to be low, what do you need to sharpen?"

Zuo Wuji found it even more interesting, this man actually seemed to be able to see the level of his martial arts, even though he had just looked at the blacksmith, he also felt that he must have extraordinary skills.

"Well, if I say that I use demons to sharpen it, Xiongtai can be trusted?"

The old blacksmith was a little anxious on the side.

"What did you say? Hey, Xiao Jin, what did you say?"

"Oh, me, and this big blacksmith brother, talk about hometown, talk about, a little, change..."

"Oh……"

The old blacksmith nodded suddenly, looked at Jin Jia and asked a question.

"Is there any change in your hometown?"

Jin Jia took a few breaths and answered briefly.

"No."

"It's not like you guys are talking so much, you're a real kid, make fun of me, Master..."

The old blacksmith murmured, walked aside and started sorting out his own affairs.

And Jin Jia walked back to the anvil stand and checked some iron embryos in the furnace. He didn't look back, but there were still words to ask Zuo Wuji.

"It seems that your martial arts are very powerful!"

What Jin Jia uses is not a question sentence, but an affirmative sentence. Zuo Wuji's qi and blood are indeed stronger than ordinary people, but the real qi and blood and suffocation are locked in the body. Jin Jia really didn't see it much before, and after taking a closer look at this moment, Especially in the sentence that the demon tempered just now, I felt that there seemed to be a raging fire in this person's eyes, which was definitely not a false statement.

And when he heard Jin Jia's words, Zuo Wuji laughed again.

"My martial arts have indeed achieved some achievements, but how is it compared to Xiongtai's? You are not an ordinary blacksmith, are you?"

Jin Jia paused for a while, then turned back to look at Zuo Wuji seriously, and after a while, he turned around, and a sentence came without any emotional ups and downs.

"You can't beat me, so you don't have to compete with me."

It is another affirmative sentence, and it is firm and firm.

'What a big breath! ’

Zuo Wuji's heart skipped a beat, but he wasn't an aggressive novice, so he couldn't get angry just because of a single sentence, and he had no plans to fight with this blacksmith.

It was not easy to see a fellow in a foreign land, and this person was definitely not bad, Zuo Wuji just felt kind.

"By the way, Xiongtai, if I want to stay overnight, I don't know where there is a cheaper inn?"

Jin Jia walked to the door of the store and pointed in a direction.

"Keep going in the northerly direction. It's not so rich there, so the inn should be cheaper."

"Uh, won't you stay with me for one night?"

Jin Jia slowly turned around and looked at Zuo Wuji.

"why?"

This question... Zuo Wuji smiled helplessly.

"Okay~lightnovelpub.net~ Thank you, Xiongtai, um, can you borrow some entanglements? You've seen me. I'm very shy now, so don't worry, I'm in awe, Zuo Wuji will repay the loan!"

But Jinjia shook his head again.

"My food and lodging are all at Master's house. Usually, I don't charge you wages to pay you ten cents of steamed buns, but I have to ask Master to get it."

ah? Zuo Wuji was speechless, just as he was about to say something, Jin Jia continued.

"I'll help you, borrow it from Master."

After saying that, Jin Jia walked over to the old blacksmith and said a few words. The old blacksmith glanced at Zuo Wuji, then got into the inner room, and quickly came out with a hanging money and a small ingot of silver, and directly handed him over. To the left Wuji.

"Here, since it's Xiao Jin's fellow, let's use it."

"Thank you old man, thank you brother Jin! Zuo Wuji, leave first, and will come again!"

Zuo Wuji took the money, bowed his hands to thank the old blacksmith and Jin Jia, then turned around and walked out of the blacksmith shop, sighed and rubbed his hands in the cold wind, and then walked in the direction Jin Jia pointed.

The sky began to snow, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Jin Jia walked out of the blacksmith shop and watched Zuo Wuji's back go away in the snow, and didn't look back once.

Zuo Wuji followed the direction of the golden armor. After a while, he felt that the houses over there were looking a little outdated. Although it was also welcoming the spring, at least he could put something on it. He didn't find any inn after turning around, and he was planning to jump on the roof and have a look.

When turning around an alley, Zuo Wuji suddenly passed a small figure. He took a closer look and saw that it was a child running alone in the wind and snow, looking very young.