Return from the second dimension

On the way back, Tang Zhen bought a jar of old wine and a few kilograms of cooked beef, and swayed back home.

The blacksmith was still beating the iron ingot, but he was breathing fire all over his body, and the sight looked strange.

Although the stove was burning, the temperature in the room was not high, and even a slight chill was felt.

Especially the weapons that were just built, the whole body shone with cold light, as if it could freeze people.

"You take a break first, and I will build an item."

After hearing Tang Zhen's words, the blacksmith stepped aside with a respectful look.

The heavy hammer was extremely cold, with a layer of frost hanging on the surface, and even metal jade appeared in some places.

Tang Zhen held the hammer in his hand, like a grass stick, while holding the iron ingot and constantly striking it.

The flame in the stove seemed to be drawn by invisible force, licking the iron ingot constantly, wrapping it up.

"Dangdangdang!"

The knocking sound continued, and the color of the iron ingot became whiter and whiter, and then it began to turn golden again.

A special brilliance gradually spread.

Reaching out to the side with a move, a long knife fell into Tang Zhen's hand, and he saw him as if waving a brush, painting continuously on the long metal.

Profound and simple runes continued to appear on the iron block, quickly engraving the metal surface.

"All right."

While Tang Zhen spoke, he took out the mirror in his arms and threw it into the quenched pool next to him.

"Wow!"

There was an explosion in the pool, like boiling a pot, and then a figure jumped out.

"I want you to die!"

It was the ghost king who jumped out. After seeing Tang Zhen, he immediately swung his claws and rushed up.

"Isn't it honest, then I'll give you a bit of a bitter taste!"

As soon as Tang Zhen's voice fell, the iron bar in front of him floated and ran straight to the ghost king.

Like a swimming fish, chasing the ghost king constantly, making it feel a great crisis.

"what!"

There was a scream, and the iron bar was actually wrapped around the ghost king's neck and clasped tightly together.

In the next instant, runes flashed on the hoop, and a hot flame burst out.

The ghost king was burned to the ground, and he wanted to escape but couldn't do it. He could only curse Tang Zhen continuously.

In just ten seconds, the ghost king began to cry for mercy, begging Tang Zhen to let him go.

The blacksmith looked stunned at the side, and they were both evil spirits, and he could naturally feel the power of the ghost king.

If he is a wild cat, the King of Ghosts is a hungry tiger, who can kill himself with a single bite.

Such a terrifying and terrifying existence was vulnerable to a single blow in front of Tang Zhen, and he could be subdued by simply creating an iron ring.

Seeing Tang Zhen's action of losing the mirror, he should have subdued the ghost king and imprisoned him in the mirror.

I originally guessed that Tang Zhen was very powerful, but in the absence of comparison, the blacksmith had no clear concept at all.

But now it became clear that Tang Zhen wanted to kill himself as simple as crushing an ant.

It's just such a strong man, why would he tolerate his own existence and teach his own practice exercises?

Is it true that, as he said, it was just for someone to strike a knife and clean the yard?

"Your Excellency!"

With a begging for mercy from the ghost king, the blacksmith's thoughts were hooked back, and then he saw that the opponent was already kneeling on the ground.

Even though the iron ring around his neck kept releasing flames, the ghost king was holding on and enduring the pain, and did not dare to make any more noises.

Seeing the performance of Ghost King, Tang Zhen nodded.

"My initial plan was to burn you to a pile of ashes, which can be regarded as killing the people of this side.

But since you are begging hard, then give you a chance to try to wash away your sins."

Tang Zhen expressionless, looking at the trembling Ghost King, said in a light tone.

"Thank you for your mercy, I will do my best and follow your arrangements in everything."

The ghost king's voice was hoarse and he couldn't tell the gender at all, but there was a bit of surprise in his tone.

"Well, in that case, from now on, you will be responsible for cleaning and cooking.

This is a blacksmith. He came a while earlier than you. Just ask him if you have anything to do."

Tang Zhen waved his hand, and the iron ring on the ghost king's neck stopped breathing flames in an instant.

Ignoring the ghost king who was kneeling and thanking him, Tang Zhen returned to the front shop and continued to open the door to do business.

In the blacksmith's shop, the atmosphere is a bit solemn.

The ghost king is invisible, it looks like a black mist, but it can transform into various forms.

After Tang Zhen left, the ghost king remained silent for a while, then slowly stood up.

It looked at the blacksmith on the side, and after hesitating for a few seconds, it bowed to the other side.

"This big brother, please take care of me."

Fortunately, the blacksmith is a spirit body, otherwise his hair would stand up in fright, and he shook his head quickly to show that he was welcome.

This is the King of Ghosts, you can kill yourself with one bite, so don't be careless.

"Are you dumb?"

The ghost king asked, and the blacksmith nodded quickly.

"It doesn't matter. After you become a spiritual body, all the deficiencies in your lifetime can be made up. I will teach you how to do it.

This ghost king was not kind, but planned to increase his understanding of Tang Zhen through the blacksmith.

After the ghost king finished the method, the blacksmith followed suit, and he could speak out what he was thinking.

"Thanks..."

The blacksmith hesitated, not knowing what to call the ghost king.

"You don't have to be polite, you can call me Liu Qing, so that it won't make any difference."

Ghost King Liu Qing said this, quickly changing her appearance, becoming a tall and enchanting stunning beauty.

The blacksmith's eyes widened. He had lived his entire life and had never seen such a perfect woman.

But soon he realized that the opposite was not an ordinary woman in the world, but a terrifying ghost king.

If she gets angry, she can turn a city into a ghost.

After realizing this, the blacksmith hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to see the ghost king Liu Qing again.

"Puff!"

Liu Qing smiled, looking like a country full of power, and asked the blacksmith: "Big man, am I beautiful?"

The blacksmith didn't dare to look up, and said angrily: "Beauty, fairies are not as pretty as you!"

Liu Qing asked again: "Then you said the master saw me, would he be tempted?"

The blacksmith raised his head, took a serious look at Liu Qing, and shook his head firmly.

"will not!"

Hearing the blacksmith's answer, Liu Qing raised his brows and asked with a light smile: "Then you are talking about it, why not?"

The blacksmith has a simple and straightforward character, and he doesn't hesitate to answer: "The master is very powerful, unspeakable, even you are not an opponent.

He is like an immortal, he should not be greedy for the beauty of the world, let alone you..."

The blacksmith said this, and he said nothing, because he saw a layer of black air appearing on Liu Qing's face and his eyes began to turn green.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing the blacksmith's appearance, the dark clouds on Liu Qing's face disappeared instantly, and her face changed astonishingly fast.

"Big man, if I read correctly, you were killed by someone, right?"

The blacksmith was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said in a cold tone: "Well, I was poisoned to death, and they stole my family's ancestral treasures."

"Then do you want revenge?"

"I want revenge, but I have no chance."

"I will avenge you, but you have to listen to me in the future, what do you think?"

"I listen to you, but you have to listen to the master, so I still listen to the master directly."

"Hehe, you are not stupid."

"I'm stupid, but I know the master is better than you."

Liu Qing rolled his eyes with anger. He originally wanted to get this iron hanky, but he didn't want to be a deadhead.

She still didn't dare to be presumptuous, lest she anger Tang Zhen and be burned again by the terrible fire.

Touching the iron ring on his neck, Liu Qing had a faint feeling that burning might be the lightest punishment.

At the same time, he was secretly shocked in his heart, guessing where Tang Zhen is sacred, he would live in such a shabby blacksmith's shop, and he also raised a dumb and stupid ghost.

Could it be that this is the cultivation of an expert, the legendary experience of the world, hidden in the city?

I was thinking wildly, but I heard Tang Zhen's voice faintly from the shop in front.

"It's almost time, don't hurry to get ready to cook!"

"Hey, do it now!"

The dignified ghost king Liu Qing, the horror that made countless monks frightened, surrounded a stove at this moment, and was rushing to live.