Douluo: My spirit is the earth

Wuhun City.

It's midnight on the street, the moonlight is just right.

After three months of reincarnation in the bustling city, he returned still young.

Riding on the cool moonlight, her sea-blue hair is still soft and smooth. The breeze blows, and the blue waves are lingering under the shadow of the night.

when!when!when!when!

It's still the familiar melody. It's not too late now, but for the blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop, there isn't much time left to work.

The night is too quiet, and the sound travels extremely far. While the surrounding residents are still asleep, the blacksmiths are about to get off work after forging the last piece of pig iron.

squeak!

The door of the blacksmith shop opened, and the hot temperature surged out from the open door. The red coal in the forge made the room red, and a purple-haired boy wearing a silver bat mask suddenly walked in.

"It's so late, what's the matter?"

A tall, eight-foot-tall man with a bare back asked in a muffled voice. A pair of pebble-sized eyes were waiting for the door. The blacksmiths here are all soul masters, and they are engaged in the work of hammering iron. None of them have a gentle attitude.

"I want to customize something, and I hope you can make it here." An Yichen leaned forward and whispered.

The bare-backed strong man raised his eyebrows. Looking at his cautious appearance, he had to think about what he was planning to build. Was he so careful?

"No need to discuss military equipment!" He shouted confidently, as if the two of them were not discussing business, but being inspected by the city guard.

An Yichen's face trembled, and he looked carefully towards the door. After seeing that there were no patrolling guards around, he was obviously relieved. With such a loud voice, he didn't want outsiders to know what happened today.

But he didn't see the faint gesture that the bare-backed man made towards behind him. At this time, An Yichen's attitude was too suspicious. Coupled with the question he asked just now, the soul master of the blacksmith shop was ready to take him down. .

"Cough cough."

An Yichen cleared his throat and looked at the blacksmith who was approaching here. He didn't feel anything was wrong. After all, he had never thought about making any contraband.

If he wants to use military equipment, why should he build it separately?With his identity token, he can directly enter the armament department of the Royal Knights of the Pope's Palace and choose at will. What kind of equipment does he not have?

In fact, Wuhun Palace has its own equipment forging place, but he was worried about disturbing the situation, so he left the Pope Palace and found a blacksmith shop for forging from outside.

Glancing at the strong men around him, An Yichen said arrogantly, "Very good, you are all here. It just so happens that the thing I want to build is in a hurry, and the requirements for materials are also very high, and the price is not a factor. The most important issue is confidentiality, and the guards of the Pope’s Palace must not be allowed to receive the news!”

"on!"

The bare-backed strong man shouted loudly. In an instant, the four strong men who were surrounding An Yichen stretched out their hands to capture him. Several hands stretched out from behind these people. Nearly a dozen pairs of iron palms covered his body in an instant. Most locations.

"Woooo~oooo! Woohoo~" An Yichen couldn't even struggle. He was tied up instantly and fell on the beam of the blacksmith shop, with an unknown rag stuffed in his mouth.

"Bah, a great soul master dares to come here and act wild. Looking at you with the mask on, you don't look like a good person!" the bare-backed man said disdainfully.

"Boss, what should we do now, hand him over directly to the guards of the Pope's Palace?" A strong blacksmith asked.

"If you want me to bake it on the iron stove now, in half an hour, he will be ready for anything!" Another strong blacksmith said.

Just when the bare-backed boss was hesitating, a naive-looking man next to him whispered, "Do you think we have arrested the wrong person? What if he is the guard in the Pope's Palace and just created a weapon?" Don’t you want others to take away his credit?”

"Woooooo~"

An Yichen hurriedly spoke in mid-air, nodding at the same time, yes!He just created a weapon, but not to grab credit, but to deal with someone!

He looks particularly pleased with this naive man now, and finally someone can say a good word for him!

"Tell me, if we arrest the wrong person, will we be punished? There may be blueprints on him. Otherwise, we can kill him directly. He will come here quietly without anyone noticing. We can also use the blueprints on him. If you hand it in for him, you might even get a reward!"

An Yichen's voice stopped suddenly, his face was kind and his heart was dark!

You are such a simple and honest man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and plump eyes, but I didn’t expect you to be so ruthless!

He had misjudged the wrong person. Three months of practice was still not enough. It was all because he was too kind!

The bare-backed man also rolled his eyes. He took a step forward, pulled out the rag that was blocked in An Yichen's mouth, and asked, "You have heard it. If you have anything to tell me honestly, otherwise I will kill you." Leave it to them!”

An Yichen was so angry that he stiffened his neck. How clumsy!

So clumsy!

Isn't it just red face and white face?With his current psychological quality, how could he be oppressed by such small means?

"Brothers, if you have anything to say, please tell me. I'll do anything!"

An Yichen said this with tears in his eyes, not because he was a coward, but because he was too close to the stove, and there was a strong man holding a pair of scissors next to him.

The bare-backed man nodded with satisfaction, then stretched out his hand to stop all the small movements under his hands, and then asked seriously, "First of all, let me ask you, what is your identity and what do you do in Wuhun City? You are wearing this mask to hide from others. ?”

An Yichen looked bitter, and then said, "I am the core disciple of Wuhun Temple. Free up one hand for me and I will get you the Wuhun Token, or you can get it directly from my space ring. The reason why I am wearing a mask is , that’s because I have a mission.”

As soon as he heard the first sentence, the bare-backed brawny man's face trembled. When he heard that there was a space soul guide, he thought twice. When he heard that there was a mission, he couldn't help but tremble.

Then he said softly, "How about we just kill him? I feel like this is too big a deal. If he comes here secretly, no one will notice, enters the forge, and throws it out of the city with the ash tomorrow?"

Although he had spoken relatively softly, with his eight-foot-tall strong build and rough voice, the volume was no lower than the normal speaking voice of ordinary people.

An Yichen suddenly turned pale with fright and shouted quickly, "Brother! I was wrong, I have no mission! I am a wandering little soul master in Wuhun City. My hometown is a poor small village. I am I made two shovels, thinking of giving them to my grandfather when I return home. His shovel has been with him for 60 years, 20 years with the new one, 20 years with the old one, and another 20 years of hard work.”

Saying this, An Yichen had already entered the state and couldn't help but cry out sadly, "You must not kill me. I have a 40-year-old Dong Niangniang who needs to take care of me, an eight-year-old rabbit sister who needs to be raised, and there are ten more in between. I am a five- or six-year-old little girl who is still unmarried, and I am still a virgin!"