As for the blacksmith shop owner, he was obviously the refiner who was more honorable than the spiritual master.
Just why did he fall for this?
Feng Jing was very puzzled by this, but did not intend to ask further questions.
After all, everyone has their own secrets, doesn't it?
Glancing at Dugu Xingye, she Fengjing couldn't take care of herself now, otherwise she wouldn't invite such a little ancestor to come back as a bodyguard.
Moreover, Feng Jing doesn't know the owner of the blacksmith shop at all, and has no qualifications, no time, no energy, or no interest to meddle in other people's gossip.
Feng Jing is not tired of eating and has nothing to do, and it is not the Virgin Mary.
In just a split second, Feng Jing cleared his mind.
"Boss, I want to forge silver needles. In one day, the more the better. How many can you make?"
Feng Jing came here for the purpose of forging silver needles, so she was prepared.
The blacksmith shop owner raised his eyelids leisurely and raised his eyebrows, "Girl, you shouldn't be a local."
This little girl is interesting. She actually disguised herself as a man, but her skills are still not superb. An old man like him can see it at a glance.
"How do you say this?" Feng Jing didn't want to make it clear. She didn't deliberately cover up her gender. It's not surprising that she was found out. She just felt that the previous women's clothes were flashy, and although they showed everyone's ladylike demeanor, they were too troublesome and not suitable. she.
"Girl, you are definitely not a local, otherwise you will not have heard the rules here." Although the blacksmith shop owner looks amiable, but in fact...
"Rules?" Feng Jing was taken aback for a moment, do you need rules to build something?
However, in the identity of the blacksmith shop owner and refiner, he obviously still has this qualification.
"I don't know, what are the rules here?"
The blacksmith shop owner glanced at the wooden sign hanging in the corner and said nothing.
Feng Jing's eyes shifted with the blacksmith shop owner, only then did he notice the wooden sign in the corner.
Although this wooden sign looks a bit worn, the handwriting on it is still obvious.
It seems that in order to forge a silver needle, it is necessary to be able to adhere to ten moves under the hands of the blacksmith shop owner.
However, Feng Jing did not expect that the gentle-looking blacksmith shop owner was such a simple and rude person.
Still, she likes this approach.
Feng Jing glanced at Dugu Xingye, and the eyes flashed with brilliance, "You, come on!"
"Huh?" Why did he mention him? He just wanted to be a beautiful man quietly, but he couldn't disobey his daughter-in-law's death order, but he managed to abduct her.
Then, I'll have to apologize, old man, it's a big deal.
Dugu Xingye lowered his eyes and took a step forward. Danger flashed through his eyes, and he involuntarily put pressure on the blacksmith shop owner.
The blacksmith shop owner couldn't help but sweat a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and he was frightened. Who is this kid? Why would he feel uneasy, frightened, and soulless because of an unintentionally exuded aura! ?
"He can't do it!" The blacksmith shop owner blew his beard and stared at him angrily. This kid is not easy at first glance. He is an old man who has devoted himself to the refining. Although his cultivation is not low, how can he be this kid? opponent.
"Why not?" Feng Jing's eyes flashed a hint of abuse, which was not what she expected.