Wilderness is not stiff

It was winter unknowingly, the sky was freezing cold, Frost White sucked his nose, walked carefully on the road avoiding the ice shell that had condensed between the gravels under his feet.

His cheeks were slightly red from the cold, and his nose was also red. The thin lens on the bridge of his nose was slowly coated with a layer of white mist as he breathed. He walked slowly, looking up from the thick scarf from time to time. Sky.

The sun had gone somewhere, and there was silence all around.

There is only the soft sound of footsteps kicking away the gravel, and the clang and clang of crushed ore and precious stones in the cloth bag in his hand.

It's really cold, he thought, but although winter is cold, it is a rare and peaceful day in the wild continent all year round. The ferocious and bloodthirsty beasts slowly fall into sleep as the temperature drops day by day, and the boy sometimes stands alone in Baizu City Looking out of the cold and towering city wall, the world wrapped in silver makeup looks like an ancient and bright mural.

Slowly approaching the center of the city, the surroundings became lively, white smoke rose from the crowded stalls from time to time, and the faint aroma of food diffused in the cold air, warming people's hearts.

He bought two meat buns for five copper coins at a shop he was familiar with. He wrapped them in paper bags and held them in the palm of his hand, and his palms became hot. He didn't care about the thick white fog on the lens, so he buried his head in a big bite on the swollen meat buns. The splashed fresh and sweet soup made the tongue stick out——

There is a faint noise coming from the wind, which is different from the usual disputes in the market. A flat and hoarse rough voice is mixed in, sometimes low and sometimes high-pitched, mixed with the background voices like a noisy and eye-catching frog in midsummer , Shuangbai stared, and without thinking about swallowing, turned his head to search for the source of the sound.

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Not far away from the crowd loomed a black and red figure jumping up and down, following the swaying of that short and fat figure, one or two broad, thin and big ears appeared from time to time, such a ostentatious half-orc, apart from Ding Liang in Baizu City I'm afraid I can't find the second one, I don't know why he ran out of the academy, Shuang Bai squeezed into the crowd clutching the meat bag, just in time to hear Ding Er's aggressive voice.

"My master is the ink master in the college. If your shop is short of gold and two shorts, it's fine if you bully someone else, but if you bully the ink master, do you want to get along!" The half-orcs, even if Ding Er, who was always used to being arrogant, jumped out such a long series of sentences, it didn't matter that he looked down. He lowered his head and grabbed the paper bag, and quickly parted the crowd with both hands, and squeezed into the middle.

Crowds gathered around a newly opened herbal medicine shop. Outside the shop were neatly displayed all kinds of medicinal herbs. Standing by the door was a tall and thin man in a gray robe wearing glasses, holding a small abacus in his hand and looking at the short, fat, big-eared man in front of him. The orc, that half-beast servant was wearing a new black and red jacket, his face was covered with grotesque black runes, and there was a cloth bag filled with seven beads spread out at his feet, which was Ding Liang.

"Hmph, could it be that I stole the owner's stuff and ended up on our medicine shop instead," the man who looked like the shopkeeper sneered, "If you have any doubts in the business, just point it out on the spot, and if you go out, you can find it again." The truth is, can we still do business?"

Some of the crowd watched the excitement, some stayed to watch the jokes of the orcs, and some even hid in the crowd to see the red-faced red-faced excited, quietly stretched out their hands, and moved forward like a cattail fan. Pinching off the ears—how could Ding Er catch the wind, and suddenly turned around to protect his ears, and stared at the crowd with those big round eyes, those big, dull eyes stared straight at the chest, making people feel tight and heartbroken.

Then he jumped up: "My master is a Mo master, how could he be greedy for your little things!"

In the wilderness, it has long been common for half-orcs to serve people as their masters. It is only because half-orcs are mentally retarded that they seek a master to survive. And the masters often trust the loyalty and stupidity of half-orcs, but they seldom assign meticulous work. People have been deceived, and even with the orc's IQ, I can't tell, so I can only admit it, but at this time, there are iron teeth and copper teeth, and they are so bold that they chase and bite people and don't let go!

The one who failed to fool Ding Liang clapped his hands in the crowd and made a fuss: "I have been in his family's business for so many years, and I have never been short of money!" In half a year, they all agreed.Shuang Bai hid in the crowd, and was used to seeing Ding Er blow his beard and stare at him, but this time seeing him being bullied, he became a little excited again.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy couldn't help shaking his beard slightly, and laughed silently, his waist straightened even more.

Someone yelled: "He said his master is Master Mo, and I also said my father is the city master!" The whole room burst into laughter, and the short and fat orc in the crowd shook his thin ears slightly, and looked at him nervously. The medicine bags spread out around the eyes and feet, but even this demeanor was caught, shouting, look, this fat orc can't argue with running away hahahaha...

Ding Liangben's body that was about to twist away immediately stopped. Frost Bai saw that his sallow cheeks were already flushed, and he couldn't help but feel at ease. The truth of bullying, after a little thought, he carefully withdrew from the crowd.

The steamed stuffed bun in his hand was still warm, the young man didn't take a few steps, he lowered his head and took another bite, the warm sweetness soaked up his heart, he held the cloth bag under his arm, while chewing on the steamed bun, Go to the largest refining shop nearby.Sure enough, before a steamed stuffed bun was finished, there was a loud bang behind him. He swallowed the last mouthful and turned his head, just in time to see that the small medicine shop in his direction had been replaced by a huge mushroom cloud rising slowly. Under the dusty mushroom cloud lay all the people who passed by in disorder, the young man walked into the thousand-year-old blacksmith shop with a smile.

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The clerk led him to the basement floor of the blacksmith's shop. There was one of the countless units. He took the key and opened the door. He saw a bonfire in the dark room. Licking the scimitar which is one foot long, the shape of the knife is smooth and elegant, the blade is curved like a half moon in the night sky, and it releases a faint silver light in the faint firelight. Breathe a sigh of relief.

Shuangbai has been refining this scimitar intermittently for half a year. It was originally intended as a gift for Fu Guang to be admitted to the college beyond all expectations. He didn't expect to wait for him to wander along the riverside in the foggy forest with the expedition team during the summer vacation, picking up raw gravel for half a month. After returning to smelting and roughing out embryos according to the blueprint, when the three little friends walked into the historic Bailiu College with their shoulders together, standing at the intersection and seeing the tall Fu Guang following behind Liu Yu like a tail, he suddenly realized that he had made a fuss. An oolong!

This guy didn't enter the branch of power as he wished when he was a child, and turned himself into a majestic and murderous predator, but chose the branch of elements that he despised the most.Surprised, Shuang Bai only felt that the triangular balance of power, elements, and nature among the three people was temporarily broken. He watched the two little friends who grew up together slowly disappear in completely different directions, and the momentary shock overwhelmed him. I can't explain the loss in my heart.

The knife was naturally put on hold until two months later when she gradually adapted to life in the academy, one day Shuang Bai suddenly remembered the knife embryo that was born on a whim and left in the blacksmith's shop.It would be too wasteful to give up, after all, it took the whole vacation's hard work, and forging is also one of the optional courses for pharmacists in the future, Shuang Bai listened in advance, and the branch is also the largest and oldest in Baizu City. After searching in the library and checking the information, I finally re-drawn the ratio of ore, and refined the original straight and short blade into a sharp and bright machete with a crescent moon!

Two months later, the scimitar was finally reborn from the ashes. It looked quite like the drawings in ancient books. Shuang Bai couldn't help grinning. I don't want sword drawings, I have to go to the library to eat ashes, but now it seems that the final effect of this obsessive-compulsive disorder is not bad.

"But take this knife away today?" The attendant who came along witnessed the entire process of the scimitar's overthrow and reconstruction, and also gave a lot of advice to Shuang Bai, who was refining the weapon for the first time, and the two became more or less familiar.

The young man opened his round eyes, came back to his senses, and nodded hesitantly: "I still have to go back to inlay..." The ancient book said well that the inlay of a killer weapon needs to wait for a good time, capture a trace of inspiration from the world and pour it into it, so that the final refining Only the finished items can be integrated without leaving any flaws, so they can't be kept in the ground of this blacksmith's shop.

"Inlaid?" The guy was secretly surprised, and chewed these two words back and forth in his mind. In the past two months, he has witnessed the rebirth of the scimitar, and he has seen all kinds of young people's thoughts along the way. Seeing the formed scimitar is very gratifying, how can I expect this to happen!

I have only heard that the most famous blacksmiths in history would ask people to use precious gemstones and mysterious formations to inlay on the famous utensils they forged. The formations that can be inlaid have long been reduced to dust in history. It was the first time he heard of it in Baizu City, and he was stunned by this calm young man for a moment, still thinking in his heart, where is the inlay, just the narrow blade?

"En." Shuang Bai nodded solemnly. He took out a wide silver plate from behind the door, and then tilted the cloth bag in his hand. There was a jingle of bells, and piles of worthless ore fragments and broken gems piled up. Fill the whole big disc.

The guy's eyebrows twitched, and he backed away to the door without a trace, secretly thinking that this young man is a playboy, and he might not be able to become a great talent in the future, but he has no position to persuade. Entrusting the boy with wide-eyed eyes, he had no choice but to sigh, and helped pick out seven barely visible gems from the pile of junk in front of him, and finally gave the boy a slap on the shoulder with joy!

"Thank you, you were really helpful!" Whoops!I didn't expect this kid to be quite strong, no, there's no such thing as a strong blacksmith!

After Shuangbai packed up his rags again, took out the machete box and walked out, the guide slowed down, and the voice rang out in the dim corridor: "Let me ask one more question, little brother, what kind of sword is yours?" After refining it, do you plan to keep it for yourself or give it away?"

Shuang Bai was stunned, and there was no hope of giving it to Fu Guang again. The group of self-proclaimed sorcerers in the Elements Branch most disdain to be with those wielding swords and guns in the Power Branch, and vice versa.As for keeping it for myself, hahaha, when he and a future pharmacist go to the battlefield to fight fierce beasts, I am afraid that Baizucheng, no, the whole wilderness is not far from being destroyed!

"If you don't have a place to return, you can consider consigning it in the shop. The first time the work is refined in our shop, there is no handling fee." The guy continued, he smiled at Shuangbai, and walked into the darkness again: "You are also a student of the academy, many students will come out to earn pocket money..."

Shuang Bai recalled that the shops in the city seemed to have various discounts for students in order to win over future blacksmiths and pharmacists. However, he felt something was wrong: "I didn't specialize in blacksmithing, can I do it?"

"It doesn't matter." The guy replied with a smile, and the two exchanged a few words as they walked.

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Shuangbai came out from the back door of the blacksmith's shop with a heavy paper box in his hands. For a moment, the sky was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes. The sun came out. He squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the sky, but there was a constant thumping sound in his ears, and the boy turned his head. , I happened to see a large swath of black pigeons flying over the sky.

He was taken aback, then quickly dropped the box, ran away with his head in his arms, and turned around to try to escape. Maybe it was because of his short legs, or the flock of pigeons were extremely alert. throw down.

Countless sharp claws stomped back and forth on his back, and countless warm, fluffy bodies rubbed back and forth on his neck, and picked back and forth on his hair. Shuangbai struggled repeatedly, trying to get up, but failed repeatedly, finally couldn't help feeling sad, raised his head and roared: "Fu Guang, your uncle!"