Return from the second dimension

"The silly blacksmith is quite capable. This hammer is easy to use. I will use it as a weapon in the future."

The weapon Liu Qing used, the hammer head was a skeleton, held up by the kinked arms of the skeleton.

The surface is full of runes, densely packed like ants, revealing a strange breath.

This refined skeleton hammer is one of the weapons built by the blacksmith, specially used to practice rune inscriptions.

Among all his works, they are considered top-notch and will not be sold at all.

When Liu Qing was cooking, he used it to smash cow bones, but now he uses it to smash human skulls.

After killing the evil cultivator, Liu Qing glanced around and raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Listen to me, and stay in the house honestly, waiting for my call."

The objects of her order are naturally those new ghosts who have just died, one by one resentful.

The identity of the ghost king was there, these new ghosts didn't dare not listen, they all hid in the house obediently.

"I must act quickly so as not to delay cooking time."

Thinking of this, Liu Qing immediately started to patrol the city.

On the street in the middle of the city, a man from outside the city who was walking was suddenly blown to his head.

The passers-by were frightened and panicked, thinking that a bizarre murder had happened, but soon they found something wrong.

The man with his head exploded, his body changed rapidly, and he became a huge deformed wolf.

"monster!"

Seeing this scene, the onlookers were even more panicked and fled farther.

It didn't take long for a street patrol warrior to arrive, also shocked by the sight in front of him.

They are not qualified to manage such extraordinary incidents at all, and basically choose to report to the Town Fusi.

But now the situation is critical. The cultivators of the Town Fusi have all been transferred long ago, and no one is in charge of this aspect.

In desperation, the street patrol fighters had no choice but to bite the bullet and send someone to invite the monks in the city.

Soon news came that all of the monks in the city suddenly got sick, and there was no sunshine or rain at all.

Hearing this result, everyone sneered, but they were helpless.

In the eventful season, several low-powered monks are too late to protect themselves, how can they participate in this matter?

In order to save his life, who cares about the face.

The wolf demon's corpse hadn't been processed yet, and soon there was new news that a murder occurred near the west bridge of the city, and a middle-aged woman was suddenly killed.

After the woman died, she appeared in her original form. It turned out to be a giant python with a body length of seven feet, which could swallow an adult with her mouth open.

It is another monster, and it is a transformable existence. If it weren't beheaded, I don't know how many people would suffer.

The snake demon, like the wolf demon, was beaten to his head, and his brains were scattered everywhere.

The street patrol fighters who learned the news were secretly surprised, knowing that the disasters staged in other cities might soon come to this city.

Fortunately, so far, no major incidents have occurred, but evil cultivators have been beheaded continuously.

But even so, the pressure on the street patrol warriors increased greatly, and there was a sense of imminent disaster.

In the following time, several more murders occurred, and after investigation, it was confirmed that they were all evil monks.

Upon hearing this news, both the government and the monks in the city were full of shock and doubt.

The evil cultivators who were killed were obviously sneaking in for sabotage. Unexpectedly, they were beheaded one after another by mysterious figures before they started their actions.

What kind of powerhouse is it that is secretly guarding the city and ensuring the peace of one party?

Everyone secretly guessed in their hearts, but they didn't have any clues at all, and the city lord was so overwhelmed that he directly offered generous rewards.

If someone can provide clues, immediately reward them with a lot of money or give other rewards.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The martial artist who followed Lizang Feng and went to the blacksmith shop together couldn't resist the temptation and reported the news.

The city lord and several cultivators were incomparably surprised, and they didn't expect that there would be such a place under their noses!

They naturally knew the identity of Li Zangfeng, who was a real great monk, and he was famous in Zhenfusi.

He must visit in a proper manner and dare not provoke the slightest place. It must be very extraordinary.

It didn't take long for the captain of the street patrol to be called over. He was in charge of the block where the blacksmith shop was located and had the most say in this matter.

Faced with the inquiries from the city lord and several cultivators, the captain of the street tour was helpless and could only tell what he knew.

I heard that there was a ghost king hidden in the blacksmith's shop. Several monks were almost scared to death, and the tea in their mouths came out directly.

They stopped pretending, but got out of their chairs and stood up, staring at the captain of the street patrol with vicious eyes.

"What you said is true. If you dare to lie, believe it or not, I will kill you on the spot!"

An old monk said in a trembling tone, with unconcealable fear on his face.

"Of course it is true. This is what Li Zangfeng said personally."

Facing the questions of several cultivators, the street tour captain replied in a cold voice, but he was a little bit disdainful in his heart.

This group of monks usually sell their reputations, but they are actually greedy for life and fear of death. Hearing that there are monsters in the city, they are so scared that they can't get out of their room.

Only when the city lord had no choice but to take out the transfer order from the town fusi, several monks had to attend the meeting.

After being confirmed by the tour captain, several cultivators looked ashamed, looking like a disaster.

"What to do, what should I do?"

They looked at each other with sad faces and didn't know what to do.

Obviously in their hearts, they had already assigned the ghost king to the enemy camp, worried that they would be killed by Liu Qing.

"Your Excellency Li Zangfeng once told me that if you encounter a crisis that cannot be resolved, you can go to the forge's boss for help."

Too lazy to pay attention to the desperate monks, the captain of the street tour looked at the city lord and said in a serious tone.

The frowning City Lord heard the words and immediately showed joy. If Li Zangfeng said this, it means that the blacksmith shop is not dangerous.

The previous worries naturally disappeared.

The cultivators who were thinking about how to protect themselves when a catastrophe was approaching, all smiled brightly at this moment.

There is no doubt about the strength of the ghost king. If he belongs to his camp, he should be able to ensure the safety of the city.

"The former slayer of demons and slayers in the city may not be someone else, but the Lord of Ghosts in the forge?"

Someone made a speculation, and everyone immediately agreed, saying that it should be correct.

"The outside world is changing, and evil cultivators are pouring into the city. It is at a critical moment.

We should go to the forge immediately, visit the strong ghost king, and ask her to help protect our home!"

The city lord waved his hand and ordered someone to prepare a generous gift, and under the leadership of the patrol captain, he went straight to the blacksmith shop.

This road is mighty, attracting a lot of passersby onlookers, all following the team out of curiosity

It didn't take long before he came to the forge.

The young smithy owner, with a smile on his face, was bargaining with a customer.

Although he didn't know Tang Zhen's identity, but the third grade officer of the prime minister's concierge, the city lord did not dare to neglect at all.

Winning a wink at the crowd, to tell them not to act rashly, the city lord walked to the shop himself.

"I am the lord of this city. I want to see His Excellency Liu Qing. I don't know if I can notify him."

"Liu Qing?"

After a glance at the city lord, Tang Zhen said in a faint tone: "She should be shopping on the street, maybe she will be back soon."

"Buying groceries?"

The city owner was taken aback when he heard the words, and suspected that there was a problem with his ears. How could a ghost king do things like buying vegetables?

As soon as this thought came up, there was an uproar behind him.

The city owner turned his head curiously, and saw a woman who looked like a fairy, looking at him with a vegetable basket.

"Why are you looking for me?"

Liu Qing looked at the city lord and asked in a puzzled tone, with a look of disdain on Qiao's face.