Chapter 126 The joy of self-aiming
Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Lin couldn't help but feel excited.
He quickly took the arrow back, only to find that the gray lines on it had completely disappeared, leaving only seven entropy lines still bright.
Jiang Lin frowned slightly, one-time?
But he didn't have time to care about this. He immediately made a new arrow, staring at the grass target in front of him, but the bow and arrow was aimed at the beam on the other side.
Pull back the bow string, let go and shoot.
Whoosh——
There was a soft sound and the bowstring quickly rebounded. Jiang Lin turned his head and saw the arrow turning in mid-air and heading straight for the grass target.
It still penetrates the center and is extremely accurate.
Jiang Lin held the bow and arrow, his breathing quickened.
This is the power of the tarsal maggot!
There are thousands of words in my heart, but they only turn into one word that is incompatible with this world.
Damn it!
When playing shooting games in his previous life, Jiang Lin often encountered scumbags who used locks to aim and cheat, and he was often beaten to the point of being heartbroken.
But now, he felt the happiness of those people.
With the effects brought by this special arrow, what else is there to practice with arrows?
If you want someone to die, just look at him, draw a bow and shoot an arrow!
Looking at the gray target that became more intense, Jiang Lin couldn't help but want to laugh.
Who said I lost money by buying fifty taels?
What's the loss?
With this ability, not to mention fifty taels, even five hundred taels is still worth it!
He picked up the arrows on the ground and looked at them. The gray lines on this one also disappeared.
It was exactly what I thought. Although the effect was incredible, it was a one-time consumable.
After being used, it can only be treated as an ordinary second-grade arrow.
Turning around and coming to the table, he saw that there was still a large piece of long iron that could be used to make at least a dozen more arrows.
Jiang Lin was both happy and a little regretful.
Happily, the effect of the tarsal maggots made him more capable of protecting himself.
Unfortunately, there are only a few strange eyes on the monster rotten cow. Other than that, the other parts of its body are almost useless.
Because it has no skin, flesh, or bones, its whole body is supported by Yin Qi, like a propped up balloon.
Even the blood dripping out was fake, and most of it was some weird little bugs.
After they dispersed, they crawled everywhere, which was very disgusting.
If you want to make more arrows, you can only buy this monster again.
Jiang Lin had to bring charcoal fire to burn these blood-red bugs crawling everywhere.
The entire blacksmith shop was quickly filled with a rancid smell.
Thinking of everyone's reaction when they came here the next day, Jiang Lin felt a little embarrassed.
No one told him that burning it with fire would stink like this.
The matter has come to this, and there is no other way.
After making all the remaining pig iron into arrowheads, he put them into a cloth bag, then carried the corpse of the monster rotten cow on his shoulders and left the blacksmith shop.
When I got outside, I dug a deep pit in a deserted place, threw it down and buried it deeply.
After everything was done, Jiang Lin returned to his room, still unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.
There is a feeling in my heart that the ordinary way of blacksmithing is really ordinary.
Real blacksmithing should be about merging the remains of monsters and beasts to display various extraordinary special abilities!
What kind of high-quality weapon, what kind of treasure weapon, is it as good as a self-aiming lock?
Especially knowing that there are countless types of monsters in the world, Jiang Lin can't help but look forward to the effects of smelting other monsters.
The next day.
Before the master blacksmith and his apprentices even entered the shop, they were so smoked that they covered their noses.
"What does it smell like? It's so smelly!"
"It smells like a rotting corpse. Is there someone dead inside?"
"It's nonsense. How can we not know about the death of a person?" "I said, could it be Master Jiang who did it? Didn't he bring back a rotten cow yesterday?"
"Did he burn the rotten cow in the blacksmith shop? My God, how can we do anything like this?"
"Where is Master Jiang?"
A group of people were talking about it, but Jiang Lin was nowhere to be seen.
After a long time, Jiang Lin arrived late.
He was holding a big cloth bag in his hand. When he saw everyone standing outside the blacksmith shop, he knew what was going on.
Running over quickly, Jiang Lin said apologetically: "I'm really sorry for all the masters. I didn't know that rotten beef could stink like this after being burned. No, I went to buy rouge gouache and the like. I think it should be Can cover some smells.”
After that, Jiang Lin went directly into the blacksmith shop, took out a large amount of rouge and gouache from the cloth bag and sprinkled it everywhere.
Soon, the fragrance wafted out from inside.
The blacksmiths couldn't smell the stink, so they came in.
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But as soon as I entered the shop, I frowned again. The fragrance... was too strong.
Blacksmith Qi quickly shouted: "Master Jiang, that's enough! That's enough!"
Only then did Jiang Lin stop. He apologized to everyone again and said that he would never burn rotten cow in the blacksmith shop next time.
At the same time, he also said that he would spend his own money at noon to buy some good wine and food to express his apology.
Jiang Lin's position in the South Blacksmith Camp is deeply ingrained and unshakable.
Although he made some mistakes, his apology was so sincere that no one could say anything else.
Just when they were working, there was always a fragrant smell in their noses, which made them think of the Juliu River, the flower boats floating on the river, and the poor girls with colorful flowers on the flower boats, waiting for them to help the poor.
"It smells so good? Have you fallen into the women's nest?" Someone came in and shouted.
Jiang Lin looked up and saw Song Tianjiu walking in, looking around curiously.
The blacksmiths and apprentices were all blushing and wanted to curse, but they did not dare to be disrespectful to the guard master.
Jiang Lin hurried over and explained that he had burned the bloodworms of the rotten cow, which caused the shop to stink so much that he had to cover it up with rouge and gouache.
Song Tianjiu was startled when he heard this, and then laughed.
"Finally, there comes a time when you, Master Jiang, make a mistake."
Since you've made a mistake, don't blame others for making fun of you.
Only after Song Tianjiu had finished laughing, Jiang Lin said: "Brother Song is here to get the weapon, right? I didn't have time yesterday because of the rotten cow incident. I will start to refine the weapon now, and I won't be able to get it until evening at the earliest."
"No rush, I have nothing urgent to do anyway. I only come out once in a while, so it would be nice to watch you guys blacksmithing here."
Song Tianjiu chuckled and said that it was better to watch Jiang Lin's embarrassment than to watch blacksmithing.
Jiang Lin had nothing to defend. He went over to open the furnace and start the fire, and then stuffed Liao Mingxu's third-grade long knife into the furnace.
This long knife was not made by Yu Maoming, but by a former deputy craftsman of the Foundry Department.
A few years ago, he was lured by powerful people to become a private craftsman, and he never came back.
[Material quality improved by one percent]
[Material quality improved by 4%]
……
At the familiar reminder, the long knife quickly burned red.
While getting the anvil and starting to hammer it, Jiang Lin asked Song Tianjiu who was standing aside curiously.
"Brother Song, I wonder if there are any arrows that can hit 100% of the time?"
"100% hit? It depends on how many steps it is within. If it is twenty steps, you can practice more."
"What I mean is that you don't need to practice, you don't even need to aim, you just stare, and you can hit wherever you shoot." Jiang Lin said.
Song Tianjiu laughed out loud when he heard this: "What kind of joke are you talking about? There is no such thing. If it does exist, wouldn't my army be truly invincible?"
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