Maoshan Ghost King

"Chiyun Village?" The Sword King was taken aback and looked at Ge Yu and said, "Why are they here..."

"It's a man in his forties who came here. I don't know him, he is very arrogant. Have we caused trouble for your old man?" Ge Yu said worriedly.

"I have this old bone, and the loess is buried at the base of my neck. What is there to be afraid of? They are arrogant in Chiyun Village, and they can bully such a lonely old man like me? You should be the one to worry about. Yes, but having said that, the people of Chiyun Village are really hard to provoke. Their village owner is Ren Yi, who is more than ten years younger than the old man. By the time he was in his thirties, he had already become famous in Anhui Province and unified. The entire 18th joint-run water village is an incredible figure. Now he controls the waterway business of the entire Anhui Province. The business is getting bigger and bigger. There are many good players in Anhui Province who follow him, but based on the old man's understanding of Ren Yi, This person does not seem to be an unreasonable person. Maybe it is some stunned green under his hand. I don’t know the depth, and ran to the old man to go wild. You don’t need to worry about this. If someone from Chiyun Village finds it, the old man will cook That's it." The Sword King said in a deep voice.

Hearing what the old man said, it seemed to be a little hypocritical with the village owner of Chiyun Village. In this way, Ge Yu was relieved.

In this way, Ge Yu didn't take this matter too seriously.

After dark, the blacksmith closed the door, and a few people ate and drank in the yard, so it was so lively.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, suddenly the door of the blacksmith shop was knocked by the mountain.

You can still hear someone yelling outside.

Upon hearing this movement, several people could figure it out with their feet, it must be someone from Chiyun Village who came to the door.

At the moment, a few people put down their wine glasses, and Hei Xiaose greeted: "Walk around, brothers, the people from Chiyun Village are here. These days, Brother Hei, I am almost suffocating the birds here, just in time to beat them. Get out of your breath, or life is simply too boring."

While talking, the blacksmith opened the iron door outside, took a hammer for ironing from the house, and walked towards the street at the door.

As soon as he left the house, the blacksmith saw the scene on the street and immediately shrank his neck in fright, and walked back, standing behind Ge Yu and the others.

No way.

There are too many people on the other side, everyone is eyeing each other, and there are many good players among them.

The headed person is a thin man in his thirties with a gloomy face.

Behind him were more than twenty people, all holding magical instruments.

And standing beside the man was the beard who was beaten by Ge Yu this afternoon.

After the blacksmith, Ge Yu and others walked out of the forge, the guy who was beaten pointed at Ge Yu and said: "Young village master, it is them. I will follow your instructions this afternoon to find the Sword King to build a sword. They will not give us The face of Chiyun Village was no more, and he beat me, Young Master, quietly, my two front teeth were knocked out by them... Now every word is leaking..."

"I want to see, who has the courage to beat us in Chiyun Village, who is it, stand up for Lao Tzu!" The 30-something young man glanced at Ge with a vicious look. Yu and others glanced.

The people behind were also murderous.

If it is an ordinary person, it must be suppressed by this scene.

But Ge Yu and the others had never seen any big scenes, so how could such pediatric matters be considered.

"I played it." Ge Yu took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

"Oh, there are people who are not afraid of death. You are so courageous. Tell yourself, what shall we do about this? We in Chiyun Village can't be beaten by you for nothing, right?" the man said.

"Blacksmith, who is this pretending guy?" Hei Xiaose asked the blacksmith in a low voice.

"Yes... it's Ren Zhenhai, the youngest son of the Lord of Chiyun Village. This guy is notoriously domineering. He is a famous second master. Few people rush to provoke him. I didn't expect that he would come in person. I thought I will send a few people over." The blacksmith was obviously a little scared, and his voice trembled a little.

"Look at you like a bear, what are you afraid of? We are here." Hei Xiaose slapped the blacksmith slaplessly.

The blacksmith smiled and said nothing.

Facing Ren Zhenhai’s aggressive questioning, Ge Yu smiled slightly and said, "What do you think?"

"Those who hit me must pay the corresponding price, find a brick by themselves, knock out ten teeth in their mouths, kneel on the ground and apologize to me, and then shout three times to grandpa, this matter is over. Otherwise you don't want to see the sun tomorrow morning." Ren Zhenhai said sternly.

"Look at if you can, let's knock out his two teeth, why should we knock out ten teeth here?" Hei Xiaoshui said.

"It's because we are from Chiyun Village. Our dogs are more precious than yours. Why, don't you agree?" Ren Zhenhai sneered.

"Are you here to beg for a fight?" Zhong Jinliang couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said.

"Yell, there is another one who is not afraid of death. It seems that they don't teach them a lesson. They really don't know how many eyes Lord Ma also has!"

As he said, Ren Zhenhai waved his hand and said: "Give me a fight, they will just have a breath left."

With an order, the two dozen people behind Ren Zhenhai swarmed.

At this moment, suddenly a voice came from the yard and pulled over: "Stop!"

For some reason, hearing this voice, the people behind Ren Hai really stopped.

Not long afterwards, the Sword King was shirtless and sweaty all over. This was just coming out of the place where the sword was cast.

The Sword King was a long way old, with a lot of majesty, walked straight to Ren Zhenhai's side, and said solemnly: "Are you Ren Yi's youngest son?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"I am the sword king Xu Yun you are looking for." The sword king said solemnly.

"Sword King, right? I've heard the name for a long time, but you don't give us the face of Chiyun Village. Is it so difficult for you to build a sword?" Ren Zhenhai said.

"Kid, listen carefully, the old man has washed his hands in the golden basin five years ago, and he will no longer make swords in the future. Bring your people back. Don't cause trouble here. Be careful that your father interrupts your legs." Sword King said in a deep voice. Tao.

"Yeah, you old man, how can my father listen to you? Today I will put my words here. You have to cast this sword if you don't make it. Don't think that you are old and I dare not beat you. "Ren Zhenhai said again.

"Boy, when you were born, the old man drank your full moon wine in Chiyun Village. Your father didn't dare to talk to me like this. Who gave you the courage." Sword King was angry.

"Fuck you, you old thing!" Ren Zhenhai said, slapped the sword king in the face with a slap.