Chapter 7 A killer must be ruthless, a person must be steady

After simply purchasing a few bottles of spiritual liquid, Shen Cong just started to rush towards his residence.

At this time, the stars in the sky have disappeared into the clouds, and it is the darkest moment before dawn.

After walking about a mile outside the city gate, Shen Cong vaguely felt something following him.

After his cultivation level improved, his body was also slightly changed. His hearing, vision, taste, and even the creature's natural sense of crisis became much stronger as a result.

Shen Cong didn't say much. When passing by a small forest, he turned around and walked around a big tree, and took out a stone from the ground.

At the moment when he was hiding, two rapid footsteps came from behind.

"Damn it, why is it gone?"

"Could this kid have discovered us?"

"Damn it, a fat sheep is gone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind hit him. Just as one of them felt it, the back of his head was shattered by a huge force, and his consciousness fell into darkness on the spot.

The other man's expression changed drastically, and without saying a word, he pulled out the long sword in his hand and slashed towards the darkness.

But his speed was still a beat slower after all. Before the sword could swing to the desired range, a sharp pain suddenly came from his crotch.

In an instant, his whole body collapsed, his body instantly lost mobility, and all he wanted to do was let out a shocking scream.

Unfortunately, Shen Cong was faster and snatched the sword from his hand, sealing his throat with a sword, silencing his screams.

Thump thump thump.

His body and head fell to the ground one after another. Shen Cong did not waste time and directly inserted the sword into the heart of the other person. After confirming that the last hit was correct, he quickly searched the two people, got the thing, and quickly dodged. Return to your residence in the city.

"Huh~!"

It wasn't until the door was closed that Shen Congfang let out a long sigh of relief.

This world is still too dangerous. There are no perfect laws and there are not enough strong people to supervise you. If you are accidentally targeted, you may die without a burial place.

If those two people weren't just ordinary people today and hadn't yet entered the high-level, even if I had already entered the high-level, I still wouldn't know who would win in the end.

So when he met such a person, he would kill him directly without any extra considerations, and he would kill him so hard that he could never die again.

In troubled times, not being ruthless is not enough to survive.

After he calmed down, he immediately took out the belongings he had plundered from the two of them and carefully counted them. He found that the harvest was not small.

The two of them had a total of thirty-five taels of silver, a twenty-tael silver note, and a not too big gold ring, which could probably be exchanged for a few taels of silver.

Not bad, I basically got my money back tonight.

Shen Cong looked at the Kong Ming Fist and several bottles of spiritual liquid he bought, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

I can live in peace for a while, but I don’t know how much my strength will improve by then?

It was almost dawn at this time, Shen Cong hid everything and rushed to the blacksmith shop.

After breaking through to the ninth level, his mental power will be stronger than that of ordinary people, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep for three or four days.

When I came to the blacksmith shop, I picked up two swords and the whole day passed by.

Shen Cong now produces high-quality products, and the reward for a month's work is only a dozen taels, which is several times the salary. If he meets a big customer, he may earn a reward of seven or eight taels per order, and he can earn even more.

The boss was naturally fawning over a master like him. Not only was he fed with meat every day, but he also had to have good quality grilled knives along with drinks. I heard that his father-in-law didn't receive this kind of treatment.

If you reveal your strength as a ninth-grade warrior, go somewhere to make an offering, eat melon seeds every day, and you will have a balance of nearly a hundred taels a month.

This is the benefit of strength.

In the evening, everyone was eating, and the owner Dong Tianpeng, who rarely came to the blacksmith shop, came over.

He was over 1.6 meters tall, short and chubby, wearing a satin coat and a blue scarf hat on his head. He smiled brightly. As soon as he came in, before everyone could get up, he grinned and held his hands in front of everyone.

"Masters, how was your meal tonight?"

The blacksmiths also quickly stood up and returned the favor.

“Hello, boss.”

"Thank you for your hard work. We have a good meal."

Dong Tianpeng smiled and said:

"That's good, that's good."

"Master, why are you here today?"

Zhang Ergou was the most naughty and was the first to ask the questions on everyone's mind.

"To be honest, I came here today because I have something to do. I have a friend here who wants to invite some masters to his house to help build some weapons."

Everyone was confused and said:

"What kind of weapons should we build? We can't order them from the shop, but we have to go to our homes to build them?"

"I don't know about this. I was also entrusted by someone to tell you something about my loyalty. This friend of mine is in Zhujiazhuang and has a lot of money. I am willing to offer each person a monthly salary of eight taels, and he will have enough food and wine.

, and if the forging quality is good, there will be extra reward, which is similar to that in the shop, and the time is not long, only one or two months.

Our shop must be running, so I have only given five places. Masters, who wants to go? You can tell me."

"My God, the monthly salary of eight taels is such a generous reward."

Everyone exclaimed and their eyes lit up.

The blacksmith in the shop only earns two taels a month, but he can earn eight taels by going to Zhujiazhuang, and the time is not long, only two months. After two months, he can continue to come back, why not?

"I'm going!"

"I'll go too!"

People rushed to raise their hands, including Song Taiping.

Shen Cong did not raise his hand.

You have to be ruthless to kill, but you have to be steady in life.

As the saying goes, pie in the sky does not fall for nothing. With a monthly salary of eight taels of silver, you still have to go to the manor to build weapons privately, which is definitely a bit tricky.

In fact, the blacksmiths themselves tacitly agreed that none of them were fools. It was possible that they were making armor, bows and crossbows that were not allowed by the imperial court.

However, although the imperial court has jurisdiction, who has the leisure to go to the countryside to investigate such things?

So everyone is holding on to a sense of luck.

He didn't want to take any chances like this. He would rather fight to the death against a ninth-grade warrior than get involved in such a thing.

If you fight with a warrior, you still have a high chance of survival, but if you fight with someone in power, you are courting death.

When the time comes for him to be wanted across the country, he will never dare to show up casually again in his life.

Besides, his current monthly silver plus reward silver is quite high, so there is no need to take risks.

After arguing for a while, Dong Tianpeng came forward and selected five blacksmiths, including the old master Song Taiping.

Judging from his happy appearance, he must have been filled with the benefits of Zhujiazhuang, otherwise he would not be able to let his master work elsewhere.

Master Song came to Shen Cong to say goodbye.

"Master Shen, when I come back from Zhujiazhuang, I will pay you back the ten taels of silver immediately."

"Don't be in a hurry. However, Master Song, you should still be more steady in everything and don't be too impatient."

Master Song smiled honestly.

"I have suffered all my life, and I really don't want my child to suffer anymore. As long as he can be a good product, I will be willing to die. I will leave first and treat you to a drink when I come back."

After saying this, Master Song turned and left.

Shen Cong looked at his head with some gray hair and sighed.

How pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are.
Chapter completed!