Chapter 1216 Public security is not good


    Soon the yamen knew that two people who were walking through the back door became constables.


    The entire yamen was speculating on the identity of the two.


    "The county magistrate still asks about the origin of Daozong, and is selfless and does not give anyone any face. If the county magistrate can get through the back door, this relationship is strong enough."


    "Do you think the two of them are the people from the Inquiry Sect?"


    "Impossible. Ask the Dao Sect, all the pride of heaven, how could it be the miserable constable?"


    For the people, the constable is majestic and everyone is afraid of seeing it. But only when they really want to be a member of the industry, they will know that the day and night shifts that work in this industry may be called back to work on the work day and day, and it is impossible to have a rest when encountering big cases, and they also have requirements for their skills, so as not to be stabbed to death by the villain.


    The chief clerk said confidently: "In my opinion, these two people are likely to be of barbarians."


    "Barbarians?"


    "Yes, think about it, our Quyi County is in a deserted state, and the barbarians are also in a deserted state. These two are probably relatives of the adults."


    "But they are not surnamed Man."


    "Distant relatives, foreign surnamed barbarians."


    “It makes sense.”


    This view was quickly recognized by the entire yamen. Since they came in through the back door, the rules in the yamen would not work for these two people. As long as these two people don’t do something too out of order, just turn a blind eye.


    …


    There are many ores in wastelands, and monks refine ores according to local conditions. Over time, wastelands have become a gathering place for blacksmiths, and there are also hundreds of blacksmith shops of all sizes in Quyi County.


    The Wang family’s blacksmith shop is the most inconspicuous among many blacksmith shops. Their main source of customers is the neighbor’s shovel, hoe, kitchen knives and iron pots, which are repaired and repaired.


    Lao Wangtou, who lacks front teeth, is skilled and always repairs these things so he can''t find any problems.


    But that''s all.


    The Wang family''s blacksmith shop only had Lao Wangtou and Xiao Wang''s blacksmith depend on each other. As Lao Wangtou got older, Xiao Wang''s blacksmith took over his work and repaired the iron pot for his neighbors.


    "Grandpa, it''s time to have a meal." Xiao Wang''s blacksmith called Lao Wang to have a meal.


    In the past, Lao Wang would come out of the house with a smile, but today Xiao Wang blacksmith called out several times, but Lao Wang didn''t come out.


    Xiao Wang''s blacksmith was worried about his grandfather. When he entered the house, he saw Lao Wang holding a piece of red cloth, and he was stunned.


    "Child, come here, grandpa has something to tell you." Old Wang''s head''s voice was hoarse, his eyes no longer as bright as before, and he became extremely dim.


    "Grandpa, what''s wrong?"


    "Actually, there is something that grandpa has never told you. In fact, grandpa is not an ordinary person, but a monk."


    "Grandpa''s true identity is the descendant of the hidden **** craftsman Wang family who has been passed down for thousands of years."


    "Grandpa violated the ancestral teachings and created an evil sword. The evil sword has no grade and is bloodthirsty. The more people they kill, the more blood they drink, the higher the grade."


    Lao Wang lifted the red cloth in his arms, revealing a hideous blood sword, and the hilt of the sword was inlaid with a vermilion ruby, like the eyes of a demon god.


    "As soon as this sword was born, it was targeted by the people of the Hundred Sword Alliance. The Hundred Sword Alliance was about to take away my sword. I know that if this bloodthirsty evil sword fell into their hands, it would be a disaster for all living beings."


    "Grandpa escaped from the pursuit of the Hundred Swords Alliance."


    "Grandpa still wants to destroy this evil sword, but unfortunately this sword is my extraordinary work, and the hard texture cannot be destroyed by me."


    "Since the refining of the magic sword was banned by Daxia, my grandfather did not dare to inform the government of this matter. He could only settle here in anonymity and then picked you up."


    "It''s a pity that after hiding for so many years, I was finally caught by the people from the Hundred Swords Alliance."


    Lao Wang took out a token: "This is a hundred swords pursuit order, which I received today. The Hundred Swords Alliance''s favorite is playing with prey. If I expected it, they should do it tonight."


    "The members of the Hundred Swords Alliance all hold the Heavenly Soldiers and Divine Swords, which are pointed by the Divine Swords and look down on them."


    Old Wang stuffed Xiao Wang''s blacksmith a package: "Grandpa is incompetent and can''t protect you. Grandpa will fight to the death with the people of the Hundred Swords Alliance later. Then you can take advantage of the chaos and run away quickly!"


    "The method of tempering that grandpa gave you in the past is actually the ninety-nine-stage tempering method passed down by the divine craftsman Wang family. From now on, you will be the only successor of the divine craftsman Wang family!"


    "Grandpa!" Xiao Wang''s blacksmith hugged Lao Wang''s head and cried.


    Xiao Wang''s blacksmith is better than a child, and Lao Wang''s head and eyes are red.


    …


    "It''s really deserted at night." Constable Lu Yang and Constable Meng Jingzhou patrol the streets at night.


    It was already past midnight, and the streets were cold and there were only two of them.


    "By the way, have you figured out what kind of Taoist fruit you want to condense?" Lu Yang casually raised a topic.


    Meng Jingzhou shook his head and shook his sword around: "I haven''t thought it out yet. With the Nine-level Immortal Senior, I can''t condense things like the Zhiyang Taoist Fruit."


    "And you?"


    "I didn''t think about it."


    As the two were discussing, they saw two dark figures walking towards each other, blending with the night. The two figures were carrying something unknown, tied with black cloth, bulging.


    "Stop, who are you? Why are you wandering on the streets!"


    Lu Yang shouted, "Take out your identity certificate or other things that can prove your identity!"


    Two mysterious figures trembled their shoulders and let out a gloomy laugh: "Those who are ignorant are fearless. When you meet us, you can only be considered unlucky."


    "Our sword is our identity!"


    They pulled out the thing behind them, and they actually had two strange-shaped swords!


    In an instant, two mysterious figures appeared behind the two little constables and quickly pulled their swords away.


    "I''ve made eight swords." One of the mysterious figures said.


    "I''ve got the Nine Swords." Another mysterious figure is even stronger.


    Two mysterious figures looked at each other and sneered, and continued to walk towards the Wang blacksmith shop.


    "Don''t hurry to leave, come back."


    Lu Yang held the collars of two mysterious figures.


    Two mysterious figures looked at Lu Yang in disbelief. Logically speaking, this person shouldn''t have been cut by them?


    They wanted to draw their swords and make moves, but found that only the hilt of their swords remained!


    Meng Jingzhou looked helplessly at the broken iron piece under his feet. What a broken sword, it broke the moment he touched them.


    These two people are also very good at being poor, and they don’t know that the hilt is left, and they still keep waving, just like a lunatic.


    "Say, what are you doing?"


    …


    Wang’s Blacksmith Shop.


    The grandfather and grandson cried for a long time, and Lao Wang was wondering, this is not right, the people from the Hundred Swords Alliance should come.


    Dongdongdongdongdong.


    There was a knock outside the door, and Lao Wang felt a trembling heart, here it was!


    "Is anyone at home? We are the constables of the county government, so let me know something about it."


    Still want to pretend to be a constable and lure us to open the door? Could it be that the Hundred Sword Alliance treats me as a fool?


    Lao Wang wiped the sword in his head with his palm, and the evil sword swallowed the blood in his palm, becoming more and more ferocious.


    Xiao Wang''s blacksmith secretly opened the door, and Lao Wang''s head was accumulating his strength to face the two figures at the door.


    "Children, run away! I''ll fight with you!"


    Lu Yang stretched out his index finger and middle finger, gently clamped the evil sword, and tried his best to keep the force, for fear of crushing the sword.


    Meng Jingzhou tskated: "The security in this place is not good either. I was killed by two groups of people on the first night of being a constable?"


    (This chapter ends)