Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 39: Send money in disguise

　　 "Master, how much do you know about mental power?" In the forging room of the old man's head, Ouyang Ming asked with his eyes wide open and full of expectation.

　　 In the entire military camp, or in this world, there is only one person Ouyang Ming trusts most, and that is the old master. Therefore, when encountering difficult things to solve, he came to the door as soon as possible.

　　The old master stopped his work, thought about it seriously, and said: "Mental power is a very powerful force."

　　 Ouyang Ming looked at the head of the old man, but waited silently for a long time, but could not wait for the second sentence. He finally couldn't help but speak: "Master, what else?"

　　The old man looked at him suspiciously, and said: "Didn't I say that, the spiritual power is very strong."

　　 Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and said, "I know, what about the others?" In fact, as the possessor of spiritual power, he understands the power and fear of this power far more than the old master.

　　 Since this force can make him silently avoid Yan Haobo's knife light range, he can naturally attack the enemy silently, and it is impossible to guard against.

　　 It can be said that this is a force that is more bizarre and difficult to use than true energy. But if it can be driven, the effect will also be significant.

　　The old master said in an angry manner: "I have already told you what I know."

　　 Ouyang Ming was startled, and said in surprise: "You mean, you only know that mental power is very strong?"

　　 "Yeah." The old man said with a calm face, "Isn't it powerful?"

　　 Ouyang Ming squatted his mouth, he finally determined that he was asking the wrong person this time.

　　 Seeing Ouyang Ming’s ignorant look, the old artisan couldn’t help but laughed, and said: “Stunky, mental power is not something ordinary people can have. However, if you want to exercise and drive this power, it’s one thing. A very difficult thing. At least, I don’t know how to do it." He paused, and said, "You should have a talent for mental power, but don’t think about it. Oh, how many times have you been out? , Is there a friend in town?"

　　 Ouyang Ming gave a wry smile. It was true that he had to slip out of the barracks every other way, but he went to hunt at the edge of the dense forest to replenish his vitality and blood. Come and go in a hurry, with a **** smell, where there is time and leisure to think about other things.

　　 "Master, don't think about it." Ouyang Ming moved in his heart, and said: "I haven't been to the town for a long time, too. I will go there and bring you some good wine back."

　　The old craftsman smiled and said: "You kid, you still have a conscience, go." He thought about it, and then exhorted: "The monthly market should start. Go to the mineral area. , If there are good things, bring them back."

　　 Ouyang Ming responded, left the forging room, went back to the yard, picked a few pieces of equipment, and came to the equipment storeroom.

　　 Xiong Gaoan immediately stood up when he saw him, with a flattering smile on his face, waiting for him to sit down and serve tea. However, his eyes kept turning on the baggage in Ouyang Ming's hands.

　　 Ouyang Ming was both funny and curious, and said: "These are a few pieces of equipment I recently refined. Among them, there are five pieces of high-grade, one with good attributes, and the rest are good."

　　 "Okay." Xiong Gaoan smiled suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

　　 Actually, although there are many arms forging divisions in the barracks, the amount of equipment forged by each master every month is limited. Moreover, most of them are mostly good grades, top grades are already quite rare, and attribute equipment is even rarer. An ordinary munitions forge can receive ten precious ore every month, but most of them will only hand in one attribute equipment.

　　 This month, Ouyang Ming has actually completed the task, and the two pieces of attribute equipment have already been lying in the warehouse. As for this one, it was extra, which naturally surprised him.

　　Xiong Gaoan carefully checked the equipment, put the equipment in the warehouse, and said: "Master Ou, you are really a disciple of the old master, you have refined three pieces of equipment in one month, it is amazing."

　　 Ouyang Ming shook his head and said: "The old man is much better than me. He can take three out of ten, but I take three out of twenty."

　　 When he turned in two pieces of attribute equipment, he took another ten precious ore, so he withdrew a total of twenty yuan this month.

　　 Xiong Gaoan quickly said: "Master Ou, in addition to your monthly quota of two out of ten, it doesn't matter how many rare ores you want. For the rest of the ores, only one out of ten is enough." He swallowed. He slobbered, full of expectation: "Do you still need ore now? I will send it to you immediately!"

　　 Ouyang Ming waved his hand and said: "This is not in a hurry. I am here this time to withdraw some money."

　　Xiong Gaoan laughed dumbly, slapped his forehead, and said, "Oh, I forgot." He accompanied the smiling face, and said: "You are already an official arms forger in the army, and you are still a two-tenth of your attribute equipment. The master. The salary is equal to the length of a hundred soldiers in the army, and there are thirty taels of silver tattoos every month."

　　 Ouyang Ming’s heart beats. He is an orphan. The real gold and silver he touched in his hands in this life must add up to more than thirty taels, but he has never been able to get so much at one time.

　　Xiong Gaoan smiled casually and asked: "Master Ou, I will prepare the bank note for you. Are you going to the town bank to deposit it?"

　　 Ouyang Ming shook his head subconsciously, and said: "Today is the market. I want to go and see if there are any special minerals that can come into my eyes."

　　Xiong Gaoan was taken aback, he said: "So that's the case, please wait a moment."

　　He went out for a while, and only returned after a quarter of an hour. However, he did not come back alone, but brought ConWebb with him.

　　 Kang Weibo laughed loudly and said: "Brother Ou, I heard you are going to the town to go to the market?"

　　 Ouyang Ming hurriedly got up and saluted. After all, Kang Weibo was the head of the equipment camp, so he didn't want to be rude.

　　 However, Conwebber took a step forward, held him up, and said angrily: "Brother Ou, our own brother, don’t come with this set." He took out three silver tickets from his arms. Said: "Look at it, is it enough?"

　　 Ouyang Ming took it, glanced at it, and was startled.

　　Under the guidance of the old master, he is not illiterate anymore. At the very least, the words ten and hundred will never be mistaken.

　　 turned over, he said in surprise: "Master Kang, what I want is thirty taels..."

　　 Kang Weber waved his hand and said with a grin: "Brother Ou, this is the public money for you to buy ore. If you buy good things, you only need to report it here in Gaoan. As for the ore, you can directly use it for forging. You don’t have to send it around."

　　 Ouyang Ming opened his mouth wide, and only after a while said: "What if, what if I fail the forging?"

　　 Kang Weber said without hesitation: "If you fail, you will fail. Your arms forge forging advanced equipment, how can you not fail?"

　　 Ouyang Ming almost choked with drool after hearing this seemingly sensible reply.

　　 You don’t need to look at the actual product when you buy the ore, you just need to say it, and you will not be held accountable if you fail to forge using the ore...

　　 At this time, even if he is stupid, he knows one thing, and Conweb is simply giving him money.

　　 looked at Kang Weibo with a weird expression, and Ouyang Ming took the banknote into his arms and said, "I see, thank you Lord Kang."

　　 Kang Weber laughed several times and said: "Selecting ore is a hard work. Brother Ou might as well rest in the town overnight and come back tomorrow."

　　 Ouyang Ming hummed twice as agreed, and left the barracks with the farewell of Kang Weibo and Xiong Gaoan.

　　 touched the three silver bills in his arms, Ouyang Ming sighed, now it is completely different from before.

　　 Five miles away from the barracks, there is a big town. This town was originally built for the convenience of the barracks, and it was not very large. However, with the passage of time, more and more people came to settle here, so the scale has gradually grown, and today's permanent population has long surpassed the military camp. Moreover, on the day of going to the fair, there are crowds of people, and it is very lively.

　　 Ouyang Ming originally wanted to go by himself, but Kang Weibo insisted on arranging a carriage. The coachman was an honest family in the town. After Ouyang Ming was sent to IndoMTL.com, he gave him guidance. 'S home, said: "My lord, just say when you want to go back, and the villain can send you back at any time."

　　 Ouyang Ming smiled and nodded in thanks, and walked towards the town.

　　He is no stranger to this town, and he has been here several times when he was wandering in the past. However, when I visited again this time, my mentality was completely different.

　　 walking on the road in the town, looking at the surrounding environment, there was a faint smile on his mouth.

　　 Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd ahead, and passers-by gave way to the road. A thin figure squeezed through the crowd and fled in panic. Behind him, a few sturdy big men screamed and chased after him.

　　 Ouyang Ming could see at a glance that the big guys are much faster than the thin ones.

　　 As expected, within a few steps, one of the big guys had already caught up and kicked it out, just on the former's ass.

　　 "Ouch..."

　　 With a scream, the man in front of him staggered to the ground, so pain that he couldn't get up.

　　 Ouyang Ming saw it clearly. This foot looks fierce, but it is obviously showing mercy. If you kick directly on the back, it will kill you.

　　The big man stepped forward, grabbed the boy in front of him, and cursed: "Smelly boy, I am so impatient to steal something on the head of the army master!"

　　 The one who was knocked to the ground by him was a teenager of the same grade as Ouyang Ming. His face was grinning with grinning pain.

　　A few big guys came up, one of them exclaimed suddenly, and came forward to salute Ouyangming, saying: "Master Ou!"

　　 Ouyang Ming couldn't help but laugh. This person is Yan Chengcai who visited yesterday, and he did not expect to meet here today.