The King Knows His Way Chapter 66

I don't know if it was because of the pot of dog blood, but the Xuanming Cold Iron really stopped. In order to prevent it from hurting people again, Nanmo Xie went to the blacksmith shop in the town and planned to order an iron box to temporarily store it.

The blacksmith was a simple strong man, who usually made iron pots and shovels for the villagers. This was the first time he received business from a man in the underworld. The money was generous, so he naturally did not dare to slack off. He swung the hammer with a clanging sound. Nan Mo Xie was waiting beside him while eating melon seeds. Soon, a large group of young people gathered around him, all wanting to hear about the underworld.

"You can't just ask me to tell you the story." Nanmo Xie spat out a mouthful of melon seed shells and said, "You have to exchange it for the story of this town."

"What kind of stories can there be in this town? It's nothing more than two families rolling up their sleeves and fighting each other." The young man said, "The biggest new thing is that a homeless woman came a few days ago, holding a sick baby. It looked like she was in pain."

"Luckily, Aunt Zhang from this city married here from Shanxi when she was young, and she was from the same hometown as the mother and daughter, so she kindly took them in." Another person said, "She also hired a doctor to treat the child, and the child was saved."