Chapter 1480 Blame the old man

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Xu Mo kindly gave him some food, but he didn't expect him to be so aggressive.

Just as I was about to speak, the old man had already put Baozi into his arms: "Thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white-haired wind suddenly blew up outside.

This kind of wind may not look strong, but in fact it is extremely lethal. No matter how thick you wear it, this wind can blow along the pores and into your bones.

Those are the kind of winds that can freeze people to death.

The old beggar rubbed the ice at the corner of his mouth and muttered: "It's cold, go inside and eat."

As he spoke, the old beggar actually took out a bunch of keys from his arms, turned around and pushed open the iron door behind him.

Good guy, not a beggar?

Xu Mo and I were both stunned. No one expected that he was not a beggar.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the old beggar stood in the room and looked at us: "Aren't you coming in?"

The moment Xu Mo looked at me, I ran out of ideas and took steps instinctively.

There are two clay stoves in the house, each with a roaring fire. The temperature outside is at least minus 30 degrees, but the house is as warm as spring. Within a few minutes of entering the door, I started to sweat profusely.

The old man stuffed the buns into his mouth without saying a word. When I was wondering, I happened to see his exposed forearms.

I wear more clothes in winter, so when I was outside, I didn’t notice any clues.

Only then did I see clearly that the old man's forearms were almost as thick as my upper arms, and the muscles were sharp and angular!

And on the forearm, there are scattered irregular scars.

blacksmith!

Only a blacksmith's arm would be like this!

But I looked up and looked around, and there wasn't even a blacksmithing tool on the wall.

"If you can sneak up here, you are definitely not just wandering around."

The old man ate five big buns before slowly speaking: "Looking for a blacksmith?"

I am really lucky today, whatever I want comes to me!

I smiled and nodded: "The old gentleman has good eyesight. He really came to invite the gods, but he couldn't find the mountain gate."

After a pause, I deliberately tried again: "You live here, so you must know a lot of experts. How about you recommend one?"

"No need for introduction, I am."

Unexpectedly, the old man didn't hide it at all and came up directly to introduce himself.

"But I don't want to do ordinary work."

The old blacksmith seemed to be teasing us both, saying something out loud.

I followed his words and asked, "In your opinion, what is ordinary work?"

"Why don't you make a hoe or build an iron gate? Just turn left when you go out. Don't ruin my skills!"

The more he said this, the more curious I became, so I deliberately used a move to provoke the general.

"According to what you said, you must be in the business of building airplanes and rockets?"

Who knows that the old man is not anxious or annoyed, he just shakes his head calmly: "You don't understand even if I tell you."

"I only do what I think is worth it."

As he said that, he raised his hands: "At least, it must be worthy of my skill."

The old man stood up slowly and whispered: "I ate a few of your buns and saved both of your lives. This matter is settled, you can go."

Good guy, I’ve seen people bragging, but I’ve never seen anyone bragging like this.

I smiled and asked, "Save our lives? Where do you start talking about this?"

"You go out and have a look, don't waste your time with me."

Hey!

When he said this, curiosity arose in his heart and he pushed open the door.

The strong wind roared into the house, and the white-haired wind caused the vision to drop rapidly. The lively crowd just now disappeared long ago, and even the blacksmith who was in full swing disappeared without a trace.

The doors of every house were locked, as if they were hiding from something terrible.

The strong wind blew the iron stove into the air and hit the ground hard. The place where the stove landed was exactly where we had just stood!

This old man really wasn't bragging. If he hadn't called us into the room just now, we would have been smashed into meat pies!