Chapter 287 (1/2)

”The blacksmith of the red turban?”

Most people are confused about Chu Huoluo's inquiry, but there are a few people who think about it and suddenly realize it.

”If you say so, there is one.”

An old man thought for a long time and provided a little definite clue.

”At the beginning, there was a red scarf blacksmith who went from street to street selling some farm tools and often wrote songs with extraordinary meaning. I remember that this man's surname is Qin. I used to drink with him. After he was drunk, he said that he could make iron into gold and transform things into gods, but it was only a joke. ”

He thought for a while and sighed, ”if you think about it carefully, it's been 123 years. Then one day the blacksmith disappeared, but for a long time. If it wasn't for the girl, you might not remember him today. ”

It's also a friend, but if you don't see it for a few days, you'll forget it. Who is impatient to remember?

In this world, this is also a common thing.

Chu Huoluo was very happy when she got the news, but she was disappointed when she heard that it was about 123 years ago. However, she inquired carefully about the original address and appearance of the Qin blacksmith, and went to the place to look for it.

According to the old man's address, we found a compound. This was the place where many craftsmen rented their land. These people all had amazing art industry, or they were in the divine realm. When Chu Huoluo got the news, she didn't dare to neglect it and rushed home to report to Shen Zhenyi.

Is it true that master was born to know that blacksmith Qin wanted to forge the best sword in the world, so he would go to find him?

But how did he know?

Chu Huoluo felt more and more mysterious and admired her.

Shen Zhenyi's reaction was unexpected.

”Looking for extraterrestrial meteorite?”