Jiang Guling looked at the blue-shirt clerk with a look of ugly expression, but he did not answer this sentence after all.

Wei Ye stretched out indifferently, then turned his head and shouted: "Lingling, go to the Nanbianma Market tomorrow to find two better plasterers to come back. We have to hurry up and repair the house."

"The family's money is not enough, so I can only use the half piece of silk given by Shizhong Zhang last month."

"Then let's deal with it first. You must remember to make good use of the price and don't give you the opportunity to raise the price."

Speaking of these most boring things about oil, salt, firewood and rice, the current owner of the old temple yawned, glanced at Jiang Jieshi, who was the June 1st mud alchemy furnace.

If you have a genital, you can touch the stove door? The meat on your hand cannot be scalded, and it will be so hot that you can't hold the hilt of the sword for three months. It would be even better if you want to dismantle the furnace. Carbon powder, saltpeter and sulfur are prepared next to the stove. If you dare to move, I will set up a big fireworks and listen to it. Of course, you must run away in such a noisy way, but you can chase me a few miles away by your Northern lieutenant? This is not when Emperor Xiaowu was in power. A decree could move wealthy families in the world, and a prison officer could shock the powerful people in the world.

After calculating silently and roughly after running away, he should ask Taiping Road how much compensation and family expenses he would need. Wei Ye lazily leaned against the door frame again, and then he heard that the Jiang officer who had no courage to touch the furnace door, Shi Caocao gave a command and left the temple without hesitation with the Northern Quarter.

However, Liu Yefei was not in a hurry to leave, but looked at the alchemy furnace that seemed unprofessional and was actually very professional, and got to the threshold and sat down.

"Oh, Deacon Liu has something to do?"

The unemployed folklorist who had been delayed for too much rest in the night rolled his eyes and gave this guy who looked very suitable to wear black formal attire, tie a bow tie, and talked about a very authentic mid-era Victorian London accent to make some room.

"Your alchemy furnace is very... special." After a careful look at the inside, there was no smoke, and there was no sign of a dark stove burning. However, it was carrying a very high-temperature alchemy furnace. Liu Yefei opened his mouth.

Wei Ye smiled, raised his right hand and pinched a sword technique to the point of the elixir furnace. In an instant, a red light came out of the furnace body, and several sword-like talismans composed of ancient seals slowly wandered in the red light.

"Don't look at the alchemy studios and alchemy rooms at the Gate of Stars who like to use a few carved antique stoves as operating furnaces. In terms of professional performance, the cement stove I use in my civilized technique is not worse than them. Of course, if an expert draws out the fancy alchemy furnace as an alchemy magic weapon, I will definitely not be able to compare, and I don't want to compare."

Liu Yefei listened to the faint tone of this fake scholar who was a little good at being a sage but had a hint of pride. After looking at the rough stove wrapped in the talisman condensed by the fire, he couldn't help but ask a question that he had been asking since he stepped into this temple tonight: "Compared to this place, why don't you go back to the Gate of the Star Realm to open an alchemy room?"

"Because I haven't found that kind of real immortal pill recipe." Wei Ye looked at the man who looked like a butler better than a swordsman in anger. "The few pill recipes I interpreted from the Taoist books at hand, such as the poison dragon pill, and the yellow sprout and golden millet pill. The name sounds majestic. It is basically the level of a special external plaster that disinfects and stops bleeding, and it is not even a spiritual pill. So I can only use this stove to refine some artificial cinnabar used for drawing talismans, and then strengthen the talisman for ordinary weapons."

The word "strengthen" instantly made Liu Yefei think of some memories from not long ago, and the big hammer that was knocking at the foot of Beim Mountain with a box of inferior swords on his back. Of course, the hammer is now sitting side by side with him, indescribable leisure.

After suppressing these unnecessary thoughts, Liu Yefei smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at the man bearded and had no literati temperament, "I heard from the Northern Quarter, you have taken three moves against He Ming, the very capable Taoist temple in Taiping Daodao, and you also took three moves?"

He took three moves, but it was obvious that some righteous young man gave three moves and did not show his strength.

"You know how to refine alchemy, know how to spell, and you are also good at subduing demons. Those civilian academy magicians sitting in the store at the Gate of the Star Realm are not as talented as you. Why do you still stay here with a craftsman like you? The war is about to start. This is not a place where technicians should stay."

All adventurers were extremely sure about the war and the chaotic times that followed for at least decades. Wei Ye was no exception, but he just looked at Liu Yefei with certainty: "Whoever says that technicians can't fight. If you really want to fight with technicians from Taiping Road, don't think that everything will be fine, like Luo Guanzhong Giant wrote, preparing to order garlic juice, black dog blood, or something."

Liu Yefei had nothing to say about Wei Ye's incisiveness, so he could only remain silent. Wei Ye did not express his opinion on the future of this uncertainty and because too many butterflies with flapping their wings joined in, he just looked at Liu Yefei's single sword beside him.

"No matter what I say today, I always borrowed the power of your big gun mansion, so I will repay you with a favor." Wei Ye said, standing up and walking into the temple. "Five days later, bring me a suitable price and I will give you another knife to make a pair."

He said this very easily, because in the special sleeve bag for the Astral Adventurer Immortal Warlock that he had just obtained from the inauguration gift package, there was a single sword with similar shape to that of Liu Yefei's demonic sword.

Sima Ling looked at his uncle who seemed to speak and act like a noble man, and remembered the rainy night with thunder and fire in the mountains. Thinking of the bronze sword pulled out of the ashes, he couldn't help but admire the level of the quarrel of an elder immortal magician.

The main house wanted to rest and did not intend to keep guests. Liu Yefei also left simply. When the alchemy room and two-bedroom apartment converted into the temple finally returned to peace, Wei Ye walked to the alchemy furnace, put his fingers together, dispersed the fire-colored talismans wrapped around the surface of the alchemy furnace, and then kicked the furnace door.

"Don't hide. Although I gather all the heat on the surface of the alchemy furnace, I'm afraid you will break the internal pipeline. The explosion of the alchemy furnace has always been the biggest problem that threatens the personal safety of the alchemy family."

Then he heard the guy in the stove with a little nasal sound coming out: "If there is an explosion, I will block you."

Starting with this sentence, He Ming jumped out of the alchemy furnace.

After staying inside the dry elixir furnace for a long time, it seemed that the wounds on his waist and shoulders began to enter the stage of blood clotting, but there was a trace of inauspicious black green on the wound, and I don’t know why.

Wei Ye glanced at the wounds about inch deep on his body, picked up his hand and snorted coldly: "I will practice one of the most common fire-avoiding techniques in Taoism, and the cost-effectiveness is better than hiring a guy with a temperature of more than forty degrees."

After saying this, he pulled out a roll of fine white linen cloth covered with cinnabar flowing water from his sleeve, and cut off two strips of cloth two fingers wide with the half-sheathed Tao Qianjin, and handed it over: "Band the wound and leave quickly, otherwise he would have to lead the black-skinned dogs from the Northern Army to me."

He took the cloth strips handed over by Wei Ye, and He Ming directly pasted them on the wound, and continued to say in a serious tone: "Even if you are not afraid of gunpowder explosion, are you afraid of bullets?"

"I guess I'm not afraid of practicing for a few more years," Wei Ye snorted, "but I must be afraid of the four swords of Zhuxian, the seven arrow books of nails, the Tathagata abandoned the light of the Dharma body, the immortal light, and the evil gods on his seat... How about it, do you have the courage to block these for me?"

Listening to the increasingly erratic words popping out of the man in front of him, He Ming also showed a serious look on his face: "Then I can only help you block it."

Wei Ye's comment on this answer was only a sarcastic "sneer" from his nose. Don't say these things that are listed as heavy threats by adventurers in the Gate of the Star Realm. Among ordinary people, how could there be so many Taoyuan? If you knock on your forehead, you will keep the monk Tang going to the West?

"When Tongheli is bored, I welcome you to come and practice crazy talk with me, but it's not now," Wei Ye, who finally lost his patience, waved his hand and began to issue an order to expel the guests like a child, "Safety is the first, go quickly and go quickly."

Looking at the back who ran quickly but put the green steel stick horizontally on his shoulders childishly, Wei Ye suddenly remembered a very important question.

The alchemy furnace transformed from the platform is only more than one meter high, and the space inside is not very spacious. Could it be that the internal catheters that are extremely important for the preparation of medicine have been damaged by this rough guy?

He raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks hard. He slapped the top of the alchemy furnace and began to conduct preliminary inspections on this simple chemical and occult preparation equipment. The ancient bronze knife covered with copper jade in the sleeve was also pulled out of the sleeve by him and threw it in front of Sima Ling:

"It's over, it's time to start work."

"Is this considered illegal exploitation of labor and cold violence in the family, uncle?"

"According to the Nine Chapters of the Great Han Dynasty, there seems to be no content in this regard? The day after tomorrow is a holiday, and we can go fishing and rafting on the Luoshui."

"A bad bribe is useless to me."

In exchange of dialogues that were not very tuned and very stylish with the old Wei family style, Wei Ye took out a gas mask-shaped household night vision device from his sleeve and put it on his head again. Sima Ling picked up the bronze knife and began to concentrate on feeling the hidden mystery. This was impossible. No matter what to say tonight, he still owed a favor to the Dagu Mansion. He returned this favor beautifully, and could always smooth out the grudges in the hearts of the Dagu Mansion cadres who were slaughtered by accident.

As for Taiping Road, let’s look at the minds of Taiping Road Luoyang Branch. Is there anyone who is really smart who is willing to practice the old truth of "selling me with wood peaches and repaying me with Qiongju".
Chapter completed!