Chapter 11 chapter 2

Beside the blue-black stone well, blue light fluctuates in the large concave shamanism. In the blue water of smelting weapons, Wu Tingjian didn't seem to need to breathe or think. He looked like a sleeping baby. These days, under the mysterious treatment of old man J, Wu Tingjian just sleeps vigorously.As for old man J's treatment method, Chen Musheng didn't understand and didn't know how to ask, but seeing the proud old man J sweating profusely, Chen Musheng didn't feel that old man J was being lazy, after all, Wu Tingjian's face became more and more serious. The more peaceful it is, the fiercer aura is not as violent as before, Chen Mu Tussock feels relieved.

"Hey, my friend without a name, how long did you still sleep? You slept in the wrong place this day, and it caused me a lot of trouble. It's best that you have the ability to save my life." Chen Musheng said nine times Throwing the stick aside, he reached into the blue water to defend Wu Tingjian's face. Wu Tingjian, who was sleeping by mistake, didn't respond, otherwise there would be a good fight. According to old man J's order, in order to heal the wound quickly, Chen Musheng picked up the iron bucket next to the stone well and threw it into the well. "Damn it!" Chen Musheng's eyes widened, he held his breath, and drenched from head to toe.

Lan Shui read the corner of Chen Musheng's scorched and wounded body attacked by the magic beast, and there was an unpleasant smell of roasted metal immediately, the sound was like the crackling sound of cola soda poured on the fiery red charcoal, which made people's ears frightened. This indescribable burning pain pierced through the skin and poured hard into Chen Musheng's bones, as if a flood embankment connected Chen Musheng's bloody nerves. how much pain?Even Chen Musheng's body, which loves iron shirts, couldn't stand it, the pain was so painful that tears burst out.

And cry every time. "It hurts, doesn't it? Look at a man your age is still crying." Old man J sat on the cherry blossoms to enjoy the snow, unpacking paper beasts one after another in his hand. "It hurts your mother, I'm overly happy tears." Chen Musheng sobbed, his dead lips were so painful that they were almost biting blood: "I have been like this since I was a child, when I think of happy things, I can't help feeling sad." Chen Musheng always refused to admit defeat. Old man J smiled, but he didn't know that this extremely skilled military master admired the stupid and tough guy who was brave enough to pour blue water on his wounds. But this blue water drenched on the body once, and some even hurt so much that they smashed their heads through the floor.

"Shou Shuizi, don't be silent, cry if you want to cry! Don't be so hard like last time, you will faint when you stand upright." Old man J looked at Yun leisurely, crossed his feet, and casually shot the Good paper beast. "Dizzy your mother, that's because I just wanted to sleep!" Chen Musheng burst into tears, his teeth chattering. As soon as the blue water was poured, the scorched black wound healed quickly, leaving a faint blue shadow. Chen Musheng vigorously wiped away his tears and snot, paper servants slowly walked out from both sides of the tree, and waited for the fragrant rice to be handed over, Chen Musheng's old man grabbed it and gobbled it up.

"By the way, old man, don't people come here occasionally, please help build weapons? Why haven't you seen such a person recently? Have you been robbed of your business?" Chen Musheng sat down against the stone well, full of food Intermediate are rice grains. Before old man J could answer, a wind out of nothing blew into the blacksmith yard. The scenery in the blacksmithing yard, the cherry trees, willows, stone steps, sky, and white clouds, suddenly seemed to be painted with a colored brush that is too saturated with water, and the scenery instantly faded away, as if it did not belong to the fictional imagination of this world.

Chen Musheng looked at the messy food in his hands, rubbed his eyes, and the food returned to "normal" strangely. You're still here... The wrinkles on J's old man's face are even lower. The dizzy scenery in the enchantment was reorganized. I don't know if what I saw just now was an illusion, or what I saw now is an illusion. Following the weird wind, the sound of footsteps stepping on the stone steps approached without haste. A man in a black tuxedo walked leisurely through the steps surrounded by cedar forests. The cursed beasts in the woods next to the steps did not move. It is unknown whether they did not dare to attack the man or did not notice the man's existence at all.

Because, this man has no real sense of existence at all. Apart from the abrupt black tuxedo, the man had a very ordinary face. ... Even if you have seen it a hundred times, a thousand times, you can't remember the arrangement of the facial features. His footsteps also did not reveal that he possessed any form of inner strength. He opened his mouth, but you couldn't tell whether he had a definite word or not. "J, long time no see." city ​​manager.