The old blacksmith said like a barrage: "What can you do, master? Others don't know, but they can't fool a bad old man like me."
"The reason why Monan can regain peace is all thanks to the little gods. That shrine is just a tiger skin! The real tiger is not here!"
Hey!
When I mentioned this matter, I got angry.
Only a few of us know what happened between Zhi'an and me, and these few people will never spread it everywhere.
"Where did you know this?"
The old blacksmith hugged his shoulders and said leisurely: "When the accident happened in Monan, I didn't leave at all. I originally wanted to live and die with this shop, but I didn't expect to survive by luck."
"I can only survive because of the little fairy!"
At this point, the old blacksmith suddenly stopped and waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't understand even if I tell you."
The so-called feeling of loss is probably like this.
Originally, I wanted to hear what he had to say, but I didn't expect that he would stop talking.
After a moment, I spoke again: "Then let me ask you, if a little fairy comes, can it relieve your worries?"
"That's for sure! That's not a little fairy, it's a real fairy!"
…
The old blacksmith talked a lot, all of which were nothing more than words of praise.
Xu Mo wanted to speak several times, but I interrupted him every time.
After he finished speaking, I spoke: "I can't invite the little immortal, but my cousin is the direct disciple of the little immortal."
"If you have anything, you can ask him directly."
The old blacksmith's eyes widened and he looked at Xu Mo in disbelief: "You're not lying, are you?"
Xu Mo looked at me in astonishment, but due to the situation, he had to lower his head and promised in a voice as loud as a mosquito's chirp: "It's me."
"That's great!"
The old blacksmith stood up and clasped his fists: "In that case, I won't talk nonsense! If we can invite the little god, the real god, then we can be saved!"
We were both filled with doubts, but the old blacksmith spoke slowly and revealed an unknown secret.
It is said that after everyone signed the contract, they all dreamed of a person covered in blood at night.
Only his head was intact, and his body was all chopped up with knives.
They could hold on for a day or two, but after a long time, the people couldn't bear it anymore. Some began to become nervous, and some went completely crazy. No less than ten people were sent to the lunatic asylum alone.
The gregarious nature of people is fully demonstrated at this moment. No one wants to go crazy, but no one can do anything about it.
There is no choice but to choose a highly respected master.
This man is the old blacksmith.
The old blacksmith is not only the oldest in this street, but the most important thing is that he has fought bandits and has a strong spirit all over his body.
But the old blacksmith knew that what he called bandit hunting was nothing more than killing a bandit by mistake when he went hunting in the mountains with his family elders.
Although it was an unintentional move, it achieved great success at that time.
In the old society, government agencies would rather chase a gangster who disappeared without a trace than go to the top of a mountain to catch a bandit.
It's not that it's difficult to catch, it's mainly that it's time-consuming and labor-intensive. In the end, there's no benefit, and it might cost a few lives. It's really not cost-effective.
In fact, most bandits cannot be regarded as pure beards.
They are half citizens and half bandits, and they do a lot of work of blocking roads and robbing people. However, after robbing things, they will not squander it. Instead, they will go home and work hard on the land.
As for the purpose of their robbery, it was ridiculously simple - it was not for gold and silver at all, but just to prevent outsiders from setting foot in the territory.
But even so, it still caused a headache for the government.
The villagers are too dispersed, and if the entire yamen is scattered, they won't be able to catch anyone useful.
It is even more uneconomical to fight a protracted war. The villagers have no worries about food and drink, but the government officials are hungry and cold.
In the end, these half-people, half-bandit masters became a fish bone stuck in the yamen - criminals.
I don't need surgery, but it's really uncomfortable to be stuck.
Therefore, in that era, if any family had a record of suppressing bandits, the Yamen would definitely send a big plaque that would be remembered forever.
This plaque should be hung in the ancestral temple, which means shining on the lintel.
How do you say that, success is also Xiao He, failure is also Xiao He.
The old blacksmith originally didn't want to publicize this matter, but the ancestral plaque happened to be hung in the hall, and he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.
It is precisely because of this that the old blacksmith gained unprecedented popularity in this street.
However, this thing is a double-edged sword, and the burden falls on the old blacksmith.
They need a way to get out of here smoothly.
After all, it was a rush of thought when I signed the contract, and the further time goes by, the more regrets I have.
However, there is nothing we can do.
The old blacksmith also tried to find someone, but he still couldn't do the job he was supposed to do, and he couldn't get the results he needed.
Gradually, everyone began to isolate the old blacksmith, thinking that he had only empty fame and no ability.
According to the old beggar, he was wronged too!
He never wanted to act like a big man from the beginning to the end. It was this group of people who had to help him up, and now they despise him for his incompetence. Isn't this bullying?
But the old blacksmith is also an honest man. Since he agreed to this matter, he has no intention of going back on his word.
After all, he just wants to find a way for everyone to get rid of the shackles of this street.
For no other reason than to have a good reputation after his death.
And he told me without any secret that, in fact, the person who was looking for him just now was the mysterious man who had disappeared for a long time...
