Chapter 135

On the west side of shenghun village, on the hillside at the head of the village, there are three Adobe houses. In the middle of the roof, there is a sign with a simple hammer painted on it. In this world, it refers to the identity of a blacksmith.

At the other end, two figures came slowly along the winding road.

I saw an old man clutching a crutch and respectfully following the young man, his steps slightly behind one or two steps.

Seeing old Jack, the villagers I knew didn't dare to say hello, but looked at him from a distance.

"My Lord, although that guy has a bad temper, the things he makes are very durable. All kinds of ironware in our village are made here," old Jack promised.

"It's not easy to use. Anyway, it's something made by a craftsman."

Su Xian muttered to himself, then waved his hand as if nothing had happened and said:

"What I want to forge is just some ordinary things. Ordinary blacksmiths can forge them."

"Hey, hey..."

Smelling the speech, old Jack hehe smiled and didn't continue to boast.

After all, Su Xian looks like a noble. If Tang Hao can't do it after blowing it, it will be embarrassing.

"Tang Hao, I've introduced you to business. Come out and meet the guests."

Just came to Tang Hao's house and didn't go into the yard, old Jack roared angrily.

In addition to the original anger, it also seems to convey a layer of meaning. If the business is yellow, it will cause trouble.

Burp~

After a while, there seemed to be some movement in the room.

Then, the "creak" sound door was pushed open. It was in disrepair for a long time. It sounded very scary.

A middle-aged man came out. Su Xian's eyes were also frozen and looked at the youngest Title Douluo.

He was wearing a worn robe, revealing a solid arm, showing a bronze color. His complexion and skin were like yellow wax. He looked very rough. He held a wine pot in his hand, and his color was slightly red under the irrigation of good wine,

Drunk and shaking, sleepy eyes, messy hair like a bird's nest, the original sharp eyes are turbid and dull at the moment.

The smell of wine came, with the sour smell of bad wine. Not only old Jack, but also su Xian could not help frowning.

Looking at Tang Hao, Su Xian couldn't help shaking his head.

He is also a father and son, but he has a different attitude when facing the sacrifice of his lover. Tang San's final success is not unreasonable.

Just like Wu soul, Haotian hammer is too strong and easy to break.

Blue silver grass is tenacious. It can't be burned out by wild fire and is born again by spring wind.

Huh?

Aware of something wrong, Tang Hao seemed to flash a light in his eyes. He stared at Su Xian and seemed to feel familiar.

The eyebrows frowned slightly, the drunkenness on his face disappeared in an instant, and his eyes showed a cold color.

Seeing that Tang Hao not only didn't entertain, but also stared at the guests, old Jack was in a hurry and scolded, "Tang Hao, this is a big man from the city. He specially came to you to make artifacts."

Huh?

Cold eyes swept over old Jack's face, and the latter immediately shivered. He couldn't help but have a great fear in his heart, and subconsciously stepped back two steps.

"Don't pick up guests today. Let's go!"

He didn't care about Jack. Tang Hao stared at Su Xian with an expressionless face. His face seemed to be haunted by black. He refused the guest impolitely and roared.

After talking, Tang Hao ignored them and walked directly into the house with a bang.

"Tang Hao, what's wrong with you, you drunkard? If you don't eat by yourself, can't you make some money to add some meat to Xiao San's body?!"

First, he was startled, and now his kindness was trampled on the soles of his feet. Old jackton was angry and scolded directly.

If you were not the only blacksmith in the village and you had children, would I be able to sell you business?

Shit! I'm so blind!

"Village head, I'll talk to him. Go back first."

Seeing old Jack's indignation, Su Xian waved his hand and said.

"My lord..."

Let Su Xian stay here. Old Jack is really afraid that Tang Hao's ghost temper will cause trouble, but seeing Su Xian's face is beyond doubt, he doesn't say much.

"Tang Hao, I'm gone. You should pay attention to this business."

As a reminder to the house, old Jack sighed helplessly and left directly with a crutch.

The yard suddenly became silent.

Su Xian was not in a hurry. He found a clean stone and sat down, looking around with interest.

Who could have thought that the majestic Haotian Douluo would live in seclusion in such a shabby small village.

One of the three great craftsmen, who earned money by shovel farming tools, drank the cheapest and lowly wine, and lived a life unlike human spirits.

What a pity!

Destined not to be a passer-by, can not go together, otherwise

"Elder, do you want to find a new place to live in seclusion?" Su Xian couldn't help but say.

"How did you find here?"

The cold voice came, and Su Xian quickly turned around and looked at it.

I saw that Tang Hao had appeared behind him since I didn't know when. His turbid eyes were flashing cold light at the moment. He was full of domineering breath. He seemed to be with endless loneliness, which seemed to be a little contradictory.

"Something happened at the border. I happened to come here. I heard the elder's name on the way, so I came to have a look." Su Xian replied with a red face and a heart.

Hearing the speech, Tang Hao stared coldly at Su Xian and didn't believe what he said.

Notting city is too remote. He is in the village and has little contact with others. Ordinary people won't find it at all.

The prince of the great empire will not find here.

"Young man, I advise you to leave."

Tang Hao drank coldly. He couldn't help emitting a trace of white murderous gas. His face was as cold as ice.

"Don't worry, sir. I won't reveal your whereabouts. Although haotianzong supports Xingluo Empire, we have something in common now, don't we?" Su Xian replied without changing his face.

Mmm ~ talking about people and ghosts is a necessary skill for the protagonist of the acting school.

Wu soul hall!!

Tang Hao's eyes coagulated, and his inner past surged into his heart again. His eyes were filled with blood, like a crazy lion.

Seeing Tang Hao like this, Su Xian understood more and more that he should kill the guy in front of him, or it would be a great disaster to keep it.

"Elder, I came to you this time to invite you out of the mountain. In your name, I will be able to frighten the Wulin hall and make them dare not act recklessly."

Su Xian's face is "sincere". He is righteous and pleading. He looks like Ling ran, who is committed to the great cause of Cathay Pacific's people's livelihood, but he is thinking about how to kill each other.

"I've only asked about the soul master world. Now I'm just an ordinary blacksmith. You've found the wrong person."

He squeezed his fist. Tang Hao's eyes glowed. It seemed that he thought of those extraordinary years. Finally, he shook his head and looked lonely.

How about brilliance? How about protecting thousands of people, but she still can't protect her alone!

As old Jack said, he is just a waste now.