Pokemon-Money Is Supreme Chapter 2741

"boom~ boom~ …"

"Volcano broke out, run away!"

"Ah! Help!"

The billowing fiery red lava spewed out from the ground, and instantly swallowed the entire land, reflecting half of the sky in red. Wailing, crying for help

The sound is endless. After a long time, peace was finally restored, and only the lake of fire formed by the gathering of lava everywhere, as if to kill all living beings.

A thousand years later, at the foot of Fenghun Mountain, a young man was fishing by the lake. The young man was ordinary-looking, dark-skinned, and had a Black bead hanging from his neck.

"Ai, today I didn’t catch a fish again. It has been three days in a row. The lake is getting more and more weird. I can only go back now. Dad should be waiting for me. It's dinner. Little Mink, let's go." As if hearing the boy's call, a snow-white little mink with the palm of his hand quickly climbed onto the boy's shoulder and kept scratching his paw. The boy seemed to have taken it for granted, took his fishing rod, and ran towards the village.

"Ling Xiao, you went fishing again? Why didn't you catch any of them, it's getting useless, haha!" The boy's name was Ling Xiao, the son of a blacksmith in the village, and this The person who spoke to Ling Xiao was Yan Qi, Ling Xiao's friend who grew up playing.

"Yan Qi, what are you talking about? Recently, this lake is getting more and more weird. It used to be that there were so many fish and now I can’t catch a single fish."

" Really? It’s not because you are stupid, are you?"

"Believing or not, I won’t tell you, I’m going home to eat, dad should be waiting for me to eat. "Ling Xiao obviously knew Yan Qi's temperament very well, and didn't intend to explain anything, so he ran home.

"Xiao Jue, come in for dinner when you come back." A middle-aged man with torn clothes and messy hair came out of the house and took a hammer to hit the iron. The middle-aged man is Lingxiao’s father, named Mu Ya.

"Father, I didn't catch a fish today. It has been several days. Will something bad happen?" Although Ling Xiao is only fifteen years old, he thinks But it was very delicate, and faintly felt that a major event seemed to happen in the near future, which made him a little uneasy.

"oh?" Mu Ya's strike of iron stopped unexpectedly, but immediately continued to strike, "What can happen to a small village like our Yan Family Village?"

"That's true. Forget it, I don't want to. Dad, can you teach me how to strike iron, people in the village say that you strike the best iron in the village."

" Do you want to learn ironing? Why do you want to learn ironing? Do you want to earn money from ironing in the future, or do you use it as a hobby? Life is good too." Ling Xiao smiled and scratched his head.

Mu Ya suddenly stopped the ironing, looked at the sky, and said with complicated eyes: "Yes, it's good to live a life in a plain life." Then there was a wry smile: "Since you are If you want to learn, then learn. Let me eat the meal first, and I will teach you after I finish it."

Ling Xiao hurriedly ate the meal, and the little mink on his shoulder was long gone.

"Xiao Jue, look forward to it. The most important thing for ironing is to find the correct position and use the right strength. A piece of pig iron may have to be hammered a hundred times in some places, but in some places it may only need to be hammered ten times. Second, it depends on what is being built. If it is a saber, then the blade has to be beaten repeatedly and evenly, so that a good knife can be hit. You can try to hit a saber according to my method." After Ya gave Ling Xiao a demonstration, he threw a large piece of iron to Ling Xiao, and then left home.

Every time after dinner, father always has to leave home for a while. After coming back, the disappointed and excited expression makes Ling Xiao very strange, but even Ling Xiao doesn’t know where his father has gone. Where did you go. Ling Xiao had secretly followed father, but every time he followed a forest under Fenghun Mountain, father disappeared.

Now Ling Xiao has long been entangled with where father went, obediently and honestly he woke up according to the method taught by father. But as soon as he picked up the hammer, he realized that the weight of the hammer used by father to strike iron was so amazing. Ling Xiao barely swung it twice before he could not move again.

day after day, one month has passed, Ling Xiao no longer goes fishing in the lake under Fenghun Mountain. He spends all his time on ironwork. After a few swipes at the beginning, to now he can swing freely. Even Ling Xiao himself couldn't help feeling whether he was born to fight iron, so he quickly adapted to the weight of the hammer, but Mu Ya's words let him This idea was quenched in an instant.

“It seems that you still don’t understand what I said last time. Look at the knife you hit. There is no thinness in the place that should be thin, and there is no thickness in the place that should be thick. The force is not even, so the knife that is punched out like this can only be called a waste knife."

Ling Xiao felt very depressed, but in the next period of time, if he pondered father more carefully, it would take longer to strike the iron. It's getting longer.

After another month, Ling Xiao finally finished the knife. Mu Ya just glanced faintly, "Well, it's okay, you take a few days off, and I will teach you the next item."

Ling Xiao hearing this sighed in relief, after these two months After training, Ling Xiao's body has changed significantly, he has become stronger, has some muscles, and has grown taller.

2nd day, Ling Xiao, who did not continue to fight the iron, picked up the Fishing Rod and went out. "hu~" Ling Xiao whistled, Xiao Mink jumped out from nowhere and climbed up Ling Xiao. Xiao's shoulders. A young man with a small mink on his shoulder, moved towards the outside of the village. ..