Let's fight quickly, we are good fisherman. Wu Zhe giggled in his heart, ready to read a joke, and even considered when to use words to squeeze him.
This task is not easy to complete, the key is that Cuihua is guarded by Wang Dahammer. If both he and the martial artist who came to him are hurt, then it will be easy to handle.
In the blacksmith's shop, the martial artist surnamed Song worshiped first and then fought, but he couldn't help getting angry because he didn't get any feedback from Wang Dahammer.
He lifted his foot, picked up a piece of wrought iron on the ground, and kicked it with a snap.
The wrought iron kicked up by the Xuanqi warrior rushed towards the blacksmith with a whistling sound.
A piece of wrought iron infused with profound energy is different from something thrown at random. If it was an ordinary person, just suffering from this blow would break bones and tendons.
But Wang Sledgehammer still didn't raise his head, he just quickly put down the hammer in his right hand and picked up the iron tongs in his hand. In the blink of an eye, the wrought iron was clamped in the air with iron tongs. Then he threw it into the stockpile and ignored it.
With this move, anyone can tell that this blacksmith is not a mediocre man.
The clanging sound continued, and the king's sledgehammer was still striking iron.
Martial Master Song's eyes were sharpened, and he secretly raised his caution.
Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya glanced at each other, and then exchanged glances with Zong Zhilian and the others. They both confirmed that this blacksmith was indeed as expert as Zong Zhilian had detected.
Wu Zhe and others gathered here pretending to be passers-by, and gradually some spectators came around to watch the excitement.
"Hey, is this Wang Dahammer hunted again?" A neighbor asked.
Another neighbor commented in a low voice: "That's right, Cuihua lives with him, how can Cuihua's family agree?"
A passer-by was surprised: "I see, this martial artist seems to be one of the worshipers of the Huang family?"
"Which Huang family?"
"[Huang Bu Hu Bingchang Sun Shi, Lin Mu Wei Zhou Sima Chariot], one of the six families that deals in fabrics, the Huang family."
Wu Zhe was clearly listening, and asked Mu Qingya in sign language.
Mu Qingya's family has long been out of touch with world affairs, and even less involved in business, shook his head to express his lack of understanding.
Wu Zhe walked up to Zong Zhilian and Hu Yunshang and asked. Zong Zhilian knew a little bit, but Hu Yunshang knew better, and explained in a low voice: "There are six families with relatively large businesses in the southeast of Qi State, so the boring people jokingly call them. The Huang family mainly deals in cloth, and my Hu family produces and sells weapons. The eldest grandson The family is rice grain, the Lin family is logging, the Wei family is water transportation, and the Sima family is land transportation."
"I didn't expect you to come from a wealthy family?" Wu Zhe sighed.
"It's just a bit famous in the southeast of Qi State. If you look at Qi State or Zhongzhou, it's not even a family. The four major families in Zhongzhou are the real big families. They are all transnational businesses, and they can even be affected by ups and downs. A nation rises and falls."
Wu Zhe nodded to express his understanding. Hu Daomen is a big family in the eyes of the people in the southeast of Qi, but it's nothing when it's big.
In Sword Fighting Sect, Hu Dao Sect is only an outer sect, and its status is not high. Otherwise, Lin Chaoying of the Lin family would not have given up on Hu Yunshang and found another new love.
The so-called poor learning and rich martial arts, a martial arts family without money and food support will not last long. The Hu family's business of weapons can be regarded as a lucrative business, and they can cooperate well with the sect's martial arts practice.
"Good work!" In the blacksmith's shop, Song Wushi saw that Wang Dahammer took the wrought iron easily, cupped his hands and apologized, and said in a quack tone: "Mr. Song was mistaken before, and I was rude. This is my brother's accompaniment."
Wang Dachui didn't put down the iron tools, and asked in a clanging voice: "Don't talk about polite words. I'm a rough man, just tell me what you're doing."
"Little brother, I heard that there is a girl who was betrothed to Mr. Huang's family. I don't want to be misunderstood, but she strayed into my brother's house and hasn't returned. I came here to find out."
"You keep talking about betrothal, why are you only three matches and six gifts? That Cuihua girl didn't want to, so she came to take refuge with me. Why are you meddling with rats?!" Wang Dahammer slammed the hammer in his hand for a while. After sparks erupted, he said angrily: "Hmph! You are a warrior, but you are on the same level as this rogue-headed master!"
The master next to him grinned. Why was he described as a deer-headed mouse? When we were young, we also had the nickname of Fascinating Half a Street.
Song Wushi heard that the blacksmith's words were not rude, so he didn't feel annoyed, but said slowly: "Brother, I don't know. The Cuihua girl is a concubine who went to the Huang family, so naturally she can do the trivial things of three matchmakers and six rituals. As for whether she is willing or not." ... How can the little girl's marriage be decided by herself? How can she disobey the orders of her parents? Brothers must know this truth."
"I know, but I want to take care of it!" Wang Dahui smashed the hammer in his hand aside, dropped the iron weapon, and walked towards Wushi Song: "Come on, come on, I will take care of this matter. Anyway, Cuihua doesn't want to marry The one surnamed Huang, if your Huang family wants to snatch someone to be a concubine, let's see if your fist is as big as mine!"
A breath of profound energy was lifted from Wang Dahammer's body, and his footsteps made a thumping sound.
Wu Zhe felt it for a while, and the strength of the profound energy fluctuations when Zong Zhilian blocked Lu Yourong in the cave was close to, or even greater than.
"Six Stars!" Hu Yunshang let out a low cry, and took half a step to block Wu Zhe behind him.
"Where is brother from? It's not too late to do it after we've said it!" Martial Master Song was naturally not a reckless person who could serve as an enshrinement. He took a step back and asked, clasping his hands.
"Why do you ask so many! In this world, whoever has the biggest fist is right! If you can knock me down, even if you snatch him away, I have no way to reason!" Wang Dahammer waved his rough-haired arm, and walked up to Martial Artist Song in two steps.
Martial Master Song took a step back, and he could no longer retreat, otherwise he would lose his status, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward.
Being able to serve as an enshrinement in the Huang family, which is engaged in a big cloth business, is naturally not a mediocrity. This Song Wushi is actually no less than a six-star master.
The two punched each other with a bang, and each was knocked away a few steps.
"Hey? Finally a good player came." Wang Dachui said with a smile: "Those people who came before were too nasty, and it was too easy to capture two or three with one hand. Now that you are here to play, it can relieve my itching addiction!"
Martial Master Song frowned, and saw that Fang Luzi was a master of profound energy who was good at outer martial arts.
This kind of opponent is the most difficult to deal with, many tricks are hard to hurt his flesh, even if he is captured, he may be injured by his counterattack.
The master who was also in the blacksmith's shop was afraid of being affected, so he ran out with his hands on his hips and shouted, "Master Song, don't be polite. This man has a record with the government, and he can't escape the crime of kidnapping a civilian girl. By capturing him, you are doing harm to the people!"
Wu Zhe shook his head and laughed. This master is thoughtful, he is afraid that the priest will give such a hint because he is unwilling to try his best, so he just said that we have taken the righteousness and don't worry about hurting others.
boom! boom! The two punched each other again.
The profound energy was surging, and the blacksmith shop was filled with dust and chaos.
boom--
After a sudden punch, Song Wushi was thrown upside down and hit the dirt wall next to the blacksmith's shop, causing the wall to collapse in half.
"Hahaha! It's rare to dare to fight me in the past few years!" Wang Dahammer walked out with a big smile.
Although he was covered in iron powder and dust, and his pants were dirty and torn, no one dared to underestimate him.
Many spectators nearby retreated a dozen steps, but Wu Zhe deliberately retreated to the dilapidated house next to the blacksmith shop.
The three of Zong Zhilian wanted to go there with Wu Zhe, but she secretly waved her hand to stop them.
Now is a good opportunity. I am alone and inconspicuous, so I go in and find that woman named Cuihua and take her away. The mission will be the easiest to complete!
Although Martial Master Song was knocked into the air, it was mainly because the opponent's outer sect had strong hard skills, and the invasion of profound energy was not a serious problem. He got up quickly and got entangled with Wang Dahammer again.
It's not like being in the cramped space of a blacksmith's shop on a street lot. Song Wushi can rely on the agility of his figure to fight against Wang Dahammer, who has a wide range of moves.
In this way, the one agile and the other tough, with similar profound auras, it was hard to tell the winner for a while.
Wu Zhe looked for a gap and sneaked closer to the broken house, getting closer and closer, slipped past, and hid behind a large pile of firewood and coal.
He was aiming at the door, intending to enter the dilapidated house, but Wu Zhe caught a glimpse of a woman looking out from the dilapidated window lattice.
The window lattice was damaged a lot, and the woman's appearance could be seen very clearly without the help of the hollowed-out parts.
She was dressed as a village girl, she wasn't pretty, and she could barely be considered a middle-aged person.
Moreover, the village girl leaned on the window, watching with concern the fight between Wang Dahui and others at the street corner outside. She was so absorbed that she didn't notice Wu Zhe approaching from the side.
"Cuihua?" Wu Zhe tentatively asked softly.
The village girl looked at the distance with concern, not paying attention to Wu Zhe's words at all.
"Are you Cuihua?" Wu Zhe asked again with a louder voice.
The village girl was shocked, only to notice that there was a young girl on the window root asking questions.
"Ah, who are you?" asked the village girl inside the window.
"I'm... a weapon seller." Wu Zhe wanted to make up an excuse, but thinking about his attire, that's all he could say.
"Women sell weapons?" The village girl in the window couldn't figure it out for a while.
"It's not important." Wu Zhe changed the topic and asked repeatedly: "Are you Cuihua?"
"It's me." The village girl no longer looked at Wu Zhe, but focused her eyes on the distance while holding the window.
Wu Zhe tried to deceive: "I was brought by your parents to save you, come with me."
In fact, this sentence is also true, Cuihua's parents did ask Wu Zhe and the others to save her.
"No, I don't want to go back." Cuihua shook her head firmly, her eyes locked on Wang Dahui in the distance.
No matter how stupid Wu Zhe was, he could tell: "Do you like Wang Dahammer?"
Cuihua blushed, but said nothing.
**in love? Wu Zhe glanced at Wang Dachui in the distance. A hardworking coolie with a beard and a muscular body, this is basically a household that has difficulty finding a partner in the original world. Why is this girl willing to post back? Because the other party is a master of profound energy
Just ask a few more questions. Maybe there is something hidden about this mission. Wu Zhe, who came from another world, had a deep love concept in his heart. At this moment, he felt that Wang Dazhui had some truths.
Wu Zhe stepped aside, opened the door lightly and entered the dilapidated house. (To be continued.)