Chapter 3727 No. 9 Sword Forging Hall

When Yun Chujiu was annoyed, he heard a furious voice: "Where did the broom star come from?! Get out! Don't delay Lao Tzu's sword forging!"

Heixinjiu followed the sound and saw a dark refining furnace in the yard. Four disciples with their backs and their backs were slamming a special hammer and smashing a burning red sword blank. Standing there was a thin middle-aged man who looked like a hemp, staring at her with a bad expression.

Obviously, the violent shout just now came from this middle-aged man.

The first thought that flashed in Heixinjiu's mind was, "Hey, hey, this man is skinny like a monkey, but he didn't expect his voice to be quite loud.

Seeing that Yun Chujiu didn't move, the middle-aged man looked even more ugly: "What are you still doing?! Don't you know that when you are forging a sword, the most taboo thing is to have a woman present? Get out now! Otherwise, don't blame me. You are welcome!"

When Yun Chujiu heard the middle-aged man's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then a sarcastic smile appeared on his face. The most taboo for women to be present?

There is no reason to find this, so let the woman take the blame?

The middle-aged man saw that Yun Chujiu not only didn't leave, but also showed a sarcastic smile, and suddenly became angry: "Are you deaf or a fool? Didn't you hear what I said? Why don't you leave quickly?!"

"I'm sorry, the sect master asked me to come, so I'm afraid I can only stay here." Yun Chujiu said lightly.

The middle-aged man frowned: "The head asked you to come?"

Yun Chujiu gave the middle-aged man the letter from the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall, and then curiously watched the four disciples smashing the sword blank, silently making up her mind that she would not do the work that a fool can do. Woolen cloth!

After the middle-aged man saw the text, he said angrily: "It's really deceiving! Although there are no express regulations in this sword forging hall, it has always been tacitly that female servants are not required. This is why Yu Fugui sent me a video of a girl. Do you really hate me?"

Yun Chujiu silently added this middle-aged man to the black ledger in his heart, disgusting you? What's so special, sooner or later, I'll let you know what real nausea is!

The middle-aged man scolded for a while, then turned his eyes to Heixinjiu, and said with disgust: "You will wipe the sword in the backyard of the Forging Hall in the future. Did you hear that?"

Although Yun Chujiu scolded the middle-aged man in his heart, he agreed obediently on the face.

The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently: "Now that you understand it, hurry to the backyard, lest this sword be ruined! It's really bad luck to send a girl's film so well!"

Yun Chujiu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and immediately walked to the backyard, only to see a pile of swords like hills piled on the ground in the backyard. Either the middle was broken, or the blade was not sharp, and some were irregular in shape. Yes, it's all leftovers.

Yun Chujiu felt that the middle-aged man asked her to wipe these defective products, so she searched in the backyard and finally found a warehouse with finished swords.

The number is not very large, and there is nothing more than some dust on it, and it is not difficult to wipe it off.

Seeing this, Yun Chujiu had a better impression of the middle-aged man, at least he didn't find something to torture her.

Yun Chujiu didn't wipe the swords immediately, but walked around in the backyard, planning to find a room to be her dormitory.