Finish saying, hang up directly, heartache to die, hurry to save the money to marry a daughter-in-law for rainy night. After turning around and making a wild face with the others, he walked from the wild boar area to the blacksmith's shop.

I don't know where the boss came from? That look, that posture, can't bear to look directly.

After a few steps, grandfather Zhang quickly returned to his hometown, just like a defeated husband chicken. He still had to have some brains. He forced several people who hated the song of long sword to protect themselves. In case of being robbed and killed on the way, it would be bad.

Such actions immediately triggered a burst of laughter and ridicule.

However, with his thick skin and shameless spirit, old man Zhang was forced to take some of them away by him.

Walking on the road is more like a big boss's outing, more like a group young master's inspection, causing waves of sidelights, and even some little fans who don't know why rushed to ask for a friend. The eyes of old Zhang were straight.

He did not forget the business, but moved slowly towards the blacksmith's.

The picture returns to the blacksmith's shop. What else do you want to say on a rainy night? I tell my grandfather something. Anyone who ever thought about it will be hung up, but I can't finish my voice. I don't know how to open my mouth and look at Batu.

After a moment, rainy night wanted to understand, and said directly: "brother, let's come directly." When he said this, he was calm on a rainy night, and his eyes were full of trust in big brother Batu.

Batu finally waited for this sentence. He was so excited that he grabbed the wrist of rainy night and eagerly brought rainy night into the studio. After closing the door, he told rainy night to relax and enter into a state of emptiness. The contract was about to start.

The specific operation method was deeply imprinted in his mind at the moment when Batu was promoted to Zijin. It was not too difficult and did not need any preparation. The only bad thing was that it was too crude. After all, it was the first time.

Batu is getting as familiar as possible, but he starts to look at the studio on rainy nights:

there are a full of 1200 square meters in the studio, and the internal space forms a whole. Only a few pillars support the roof, just like a gymnasium. However, it is in a mess. It is worthy of being a straightforward man's studio, with a pile of sundries on the left and a pile of abandoned drawings on the right.

The whole room is full of garbage, and there is a kind of rotten smell in the air. If you look closely, there are some spittoons in the corner of the wall. What he smells is... Er, disgusting.

Do not love clean men, no wonder can not find a wife. Rainy night murmured in my heart.

A sneeze, Batu made a loud sneeze, but he didn't care. He continued to be familiar with it and tried to improve the possibility of success.

The place where he sat at the moment in the rainy night was still a piece of open space cleared by himself. He could barely stand two people. Although the rainy night was disgusted and did not understand, he still quietly waited for brother Batu to be familiar with the way to conclude the contract.

Before long, Batu was familiar with the rainy night and told him to sit down and close his eyes on the rainy night. He bit his middle finger with a fierce heart, drop his hand blood, and wave his face with a sacred color.

However, the blood drops, like snowflakes in winter, slowly fall on the forehead of rainy night and melt instantly. After three soft sounds, three drops of bright red blood are imprinted on the forehead of rainy night like plum blossoms, and it seems that three bright red gemstones have been accompanying the life of rainy night.

The perfect integration of blood and skin, like a birthmark, can not be erased.

However, this is only the beginning, and the main play is still to come!

Three drops of blood seemed to have caused indelible damage to Batu. His whole breath was withered, and a morbid pallor appeared on his dark face. The whole person was powerless to support the table and chair and gasped heavily.

It's not over. The three drops of blood evaporated at an amazing speed, and every second is no longer clear. Seeing this, Batu had to bite his fingers and sprinkle blood. His face became paler and his breath became more and more dispirited.

But rainy night knows nothing about it. To be exact, he can't see these things at all. He is no longer in front of endless garbage and no place to settle down in the room. Where he is at the moment, he is not clear about the road.

After nine or three drops of blood, the mark on the top of the head of the rain night finally stabilized and did not disappear.

Batu looked at the pupil of a little bit of the rain night, the expression of mind wandering in the sky. He nodded with satisfaction and said to himself, "it should be a success. Success gets a share from the chef. I don't know how it will affect my future."

As he said that, his face appeared a touch of worry, but immediately revealed the true feelings of fearless nature and said: "whatever he is, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, there will always be a way. But, brother Saint dragon, you must succeed. "

After that, he directly sat on the garbage in the mouth of the rainy night, closed his eyes and prayed for the rainy night in his heart.

What's going on over there on a rainy night?

He only felt that his body was covered with white light, and there seemed to be a figure flashing past him, but he could not see clearly and could not be understood.In his mind, some memories about forging are slowly merging, and some vague sounds are ringing in his ears. As time goes on, the figures become clearer and clearer, and the words become clearer and clearer.

I don't know how long it has been, one minute, five minutes, or ten minutes. At last, I can see and hear clearly on a rainy night.

All the figures in their hands are forging hammers, and they are waving forging techniques. Every shadow is waving with different movements. The sound of Dong, Dong, Dong rings out.

Each shadow has played dozens of movements in a short period of time and is still repeating. It seems a bit boring, but everyone is very seriously enjoying the process.

In the first stage, nine figures emerge in front of the rainy night, each of which keeps repeating the previous actions. However, each picture is dim, and it seems that some unknown factor is needed to light it up.

At the same time, as clear as the sounds of nature's voice mercilessly into the rain night mind, deeply imprinted on it.

Forging a pulse is to follow the rules of heaven and earth, to use the spirit of guiding all things in the world, so as to cast, temper and shape itself to produce a qualitative leap.

Forging a pulse, first of all, quality, vice talent, and then hard work. One of these three is indispensable. We hope that future generations can bear in mind that we should never cultivate dross.

If you don't believe in words, you can't teach them. If you take a corner, you can't teach them. If you're lazy, you can't teach them.

Forge a pulse, broad and profound, regular benefit of mankind, evil help tyranny.

I am the founder of forging a vein: Wutian.

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