Ouyang Ming spread his hands helplessly and said, "I didn't lie to them. It was indeed me who killed Zhang Yinli." He thought for a moment, and for some reason blurted out: "Even if I lied to them, I won't lie to you!"
Ni Yinghong blinked his big eyes and smiled: "Oh, I didn't know that our relationship is so good?"
Ouyang Ming chuckled and said, "How could I have learned the appraisal technique without Brother Ni's secret help? Based on this alone, I can't hide it from you."
Ni Yinghong was shocked and said in amazement: "What, have you really learned the art of identification?"
She did help many times during the identification process and mentioned some techniques of identification through conversation. However, she did not teach it systematically, she just followed the trend and inspired Zheng Ziwen to use the identification technique several times with her.
Well, all her previous efforts to help others, apart from the strange feeling in her heart, also had the meaning of being kind to others. This way, when he asks Ouyang Ming for help in the future, he will be embarrassed to refuse casually. However, no matter how much Ni Yinghong did, he never expected that Ouyang Ming could really master the appraisal technique.
If the appraisal technique was really so easy to master, then appraisers wouldn't be so rare.
Ouyang Ming chuckled, rubbed his hands together, and immediately released a light of identification.
However, there is no equipment here, and no matter how thick-faced he is, he cannot throw this identification technique at Ni Yinghong. With a flick of his wrist, the identification technique suddenly shot to the ground beneath his feet.
Insufficient mental strength, unable to identify.
This information suddenly popped up in my mind.
Ouyang Ming was stunned for a moment. What does this mean? He threw the identification technique on the ground, and he should have identified a piece of soil. But why did it suddenly turn into a reminder of lack of mental strength
This identification technique is also an extremely mysterious ability. Once it can be released, it can automatically identify the level and specific attributes of equipment or characters. But why does this happen
Looking at Ouyang Ming's doubtful eyes, Ni Yinghong finally calmed down his fear and said, "What are you looking at?"
Ouyang Ming quickly shook his head and said: "It's nothing. Look, how is my appraisal skill?" He thought to himself, if you use the appraisal skill and throw it to the ground, you will understand how I feel.
However, he also understood that for ordinary appraisers, appraisal skills were very valuable abilities and could never be wasted like he did.
Although Ni Yinghong didn't want to admit it, she understood that what Ouyang Ming used was indeed the light of identification. With a slight snort, she said disparagingly: "Isn't it just the identification technique? I can do it, what's so great about it!"
Ouyang Ming was startled and suddenly realized that this sentence made sense...
I am also possessed, so why are I showing off my appraisal skills in front of an appraiser? Isn’t this asking for trouble
Ni Yinghong immediately changed the topic and said: "Follow me!"
She brought Ouyang Ming to the wing room. Fortunately, Ouyang Ming's salary has been greatly improved recently. He has reached the same level as Old Jiangtou, with a master bedroom, a wing room and a yard. Otherwise, his small single room would be a bit embarrassing.
As soon as Ouyang Ming entered the side room, he immediately saw the familiar equipment, among which the belt was placed in the most conspicuous place.
Ni Yinghong pursed his lips and said: "Here, the things are all placed here for you. I guarantee that no one has touched them, and no one has used identification techniques."
Ouyang Ming nodded gently and said sincerely: "Thank you very much."
He said this sincerely, because he knew that carrying Zhang Yinli's head out of the dense forest would definitely arouse the curiosity of countless people. Among them, the unique set of equipment on his body will definitely arouse everyone's curiosity.
Ni Yinghong said this short sentence, I really don't know how much price she paid to be able to do it.
However, the debt he owed was not just this one. As the saying goes, if you have too many debts, you don't have to worry, so there is no need to express special gratitude for this.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door again.
Ouyang Ming felt a little dissatisfied, but after opening the door, he swallowed the dissatisfaction alive.
Because the person standing outside the door was none other than Deng Zhicai. As the leader of an army, his status is more noble than Fang Yihai. Moreover, Ouyang Ming is still a member of his command, and his military leader has come to see you. Do you still dare to express your dissatisfaction with your mouth? Even if he is seeking death, it cannot be so obvious.
Deng Zhicai's purpose of coming was very simple, just to express his condolences. He was also very curious about how Ouyang Ming killed Zhang Yinli, but after mentioning it, he saw that Ouyang Ming didn't want to talk about it, so he avoided talking about it.
This kind of treatment is not how you treat your subordinates. Even if you treat your friends as equals, it's nothing more than this.
A quarter of an hour later, Deng Zhi said goodbye and left. But before Ouyang Ming sat down, Chen Yifan's laughter started.
Ouyang Ming did not dare to neglect this general whom he was already familiar with. He even respected him far more than he did Deng Zhicai and Fang Yihai. However, Chen Yifan's purpose of coming was also the same, and he didn't even mention a single word about Ouyang Ming's encounter in the forest.
After finally sending Chen Yifan away, just when Ouyang Ming thought he could be quiet, a person he never expected came to visit.
When Ou Yangming saw Tian Boguang, the commander-in-chief of the Dongying Army, he thought this guy was here to cause trouble. But unexpectedly, he showed a graceful and elegant demeanor, and his pleasant appearance made people feel warm.
Finally, after sending the fourth general away, Ouyang Ming took a long breath and felt that such entertainment was much more tiring than a battle with Zhang Yinli.
However, he did not guess that the next moment, the knocks on the door kept ringing.
Kang Weibo, the director of the Equipment Battalion, Qu Jianming, the director of the Qianliang Battalion, and other prominent figures from each battalion treated his place as a gathering place and came one after another. By the end of the day, except for the general of the Beiying camp who was out, everyone else at home was here.
On this day, until the sunset gradually in the future, the crowded scene slowly receded.
Ouyang Ming's face was smiling from ear to ear. Ever since he was a child, he had never been so popular. Everyone who came today has a certain identity. Moreover, except for a few generals who had to take care of their face, almost everyone else was full of compliments.
Ouyang Ming, who had never seen such a grand occasion, was so excited that he couldn't find what to do.
However, he did not realize that just outside these people, Ni Yinghong had been paying attention to him, and there was always a hint of uneasiness in the depths of his smart eyes.
Finally, when everyone left and the house became deserted again, Ni Yinghong suddenly said: "Brother Ou, there is actually something I didn't tell you."
Ouyang Ming smiled heartily and said, "What's the matter?"
Ni Yinghong said slowly: "Brother Ou, my parents said that you should be mentally affected this time, so it is best not to have any emotions of joy or sorrow in the near future."
Ouyang Ming was startled. For some reason, he started to feel slightly uneasy.
If Ni Yinghong hadn't suddenly mentioned this, he might not have noticed it as he was indulging in everyone's adulation. However, when she said that without any warning at this moment, Ouyang Ming suddenly became suspicious.
Almost the next moment, he immediately thought of someone.
Old craftsman!
Although he and Lao Jiangtou are not related by blood, they definitely share the same affection as father and son. No, it's even closer than the relationship between father and son.
Logically speaking, when he was attacked and survived by chance, there was no way the old craftsman could turn a blind eye to him.
However, there was a lot of excitement in the house today. Whether they were supposed to come or not, whether they were qualified to come or not, they were all going around in circles towards him.
In the bustling time, Ouyang Ming, who was not good at dealing with such occasions, racked his brains to accompany everyone, but he had no time to think so much.
But at this time, he suddenly felt shocked.
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Ouyang Ming murmured: "By the way, where is the old craftsman? Why didn't he come?"
When he said this, Ouyang Ming didn't notice that his voice was trembling a bit.
Ni Yinghong looked at him in surprise. Unexpectedly, with this little clue, Ouyang Ming had already guessed the news she wanted to tell.
She stared at Ouyang Ming, and suddenly realized that Ouyang Ming, who was still chatting and laughing just now, suddenly became timid. Not only was his voice trembling, but his hands were also clenched unconsciously.
"Haha, I see. The old craftsman must be forging magic weapons for General Chen Yifan, right?" Ouyang Ming looked at Ni Yunhong, his eyes full of expectation: "He has been delaying for so long, he must be I can’t hold it off any longer.”
Ni Yunhong hesitated for a moment and shook his head slowly.
Ouyang Ming slapped his forehead and said: "I know, the old craftsman must have heard that good ore appeared somewhere, so he rushed over. Hum, how dare you leave me here and ignore me? When he comes back, I will definitely ask him!"
"Hey..." Ni Yinghong sighed, reaching out and gently pressing Ouyang Ming's chest.
However, before she could speak, Ouyang Ming heard hurriedly: "I guessed that the old craftsman must be angry with me for being so bold and dare not take the risk of dealing with Zhang Yinli alone, right? As long as I apologize to him, he will Come and see me, right..."
Ni Yinghong was stunned for a moment. She was about to shake her head when she suddenly felt her hands were cold.
Looking closely, there was already a drop of crystal liquid on the back of his hand, and large tears were pouring out of Ouyang Ming's eyes and dripping down his cheeks.
However, Ouyang Ming, who was talking hurriedly, was completely unaware of this.