He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

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 grey lines on it had completely disappeared, leaving only seven entropy lines still bright.

Jiang Lin frowned slightly. One-time?

But he had no time to care about this, so he immediately made another arrow, stared at the straw target in front of him, and aimed the bow and arrow at the beam on the other side.

Pull the bowstring and release to shoot.

whoosh-

There was a slight sound, accompanied by the bowstring quickly rebounding. Jiang Lin turned his head and saw that the arrow turned in mid-air and headed straight for the straw target.

It still penetrates the center with incredible accuracy.

Jiang Lin held the bow and arrow, his breathing quickened.

This is the ability of the Tarsal Maggot!

There are thousands of words in my heart, but they are transformed into one word that is incompatible with this world.

What the hell!

When playing shooting games in his previous life, Jiang Lin encountered many scumbags who used the lock-on aiming plug-in, and his faith was often shattered by them.

But now, he felt the happiness of those people.

With the effects brought by this special arrowhead, why bother practicing archery?

If you want someone to die, just look at him, draw your bow and shoot him!
Looking at the straw target which was becoming even darker in color, Jiang Lin couldn't help but want to laugh.

Who said buying for fifty taels was a loss?
What's the loss?
With this ability, let alone fifty taels, it would be worth five hundred taels!
I picked up the arrow on the ground and took a look. The gray lines on this arrow had also disappeared.

It was just as I thought. Although the effect was amazing, it was a disposable consumable.

After use, it can only be regarded as an ordinary second-grade arrow.

He turned around and walked to the table, looking at the large piece of long iron block that was still there. He could make at least a dozen more arrows.

Jiang Lin felt happy but also a little regretful.

Fortunately, the effect of the tarsal maggot has made him more capable of protecting himself.

It is a pity that the monster Rotten Ox only has a few strange eyes, and other parts of its body are almost useless.

Because it has no skin, flesh, or bones, its entire body is supported by Yin Energy, just like a inflated balloon.

Even the dripping blood was fake, most of it was some weird little bugs.

After they scattered, they crawled everywhere, which was disgusting.

If you want to make more arrows, you can only buy this monster again.

Jiang Lin had no choice but to get some charcoal and burn away all the blood-red bugs crawling everywhere.

The entire blacksmith shop was quickly filled with a foul smell.

Thinking of the reactions of everyone who came here the next day, Jiang Lin suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

No one told him that burning it with fire would make it stink so bad.

The matter has come to this, and there is no other way.

After making all the remaining pig iron into arrowheads and putting them into a cloth bag, he carried the corpse of the monster rotten ox on his shoulders and left the blacksmith shop.

When they got outside, they found a deserted place, dug a deep pit, threw the body in and buried it deeply.

After finishing all this, Jiang Lin returned to his room, still unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.

I have a feeling that the ordinary way of blacksmithing is really ordinary.

The real blacksmithing is to fuse the remains of monsters and show all kinds of extraordinary special abilities!

What kind of top-grade weapon is this? Is it as cool as the automatic aiming and locking one?
Especially knowing that there are countless types of monsters in this world, Jiang Lin can't help but look forward to the effect after smelting other monsters.

The next day.

The blacksmith and his apprentices covered their noses because of the smoke before they even entered the shop.

"What's that smell? It stinks!"

"It smells like a rotting corpse. Is there someone dead in there?"

"Nonsense, how could we not know that someone had died?" "I say, could it be Master Jiang who did this? Didn't he bring back a rotten cow yesterday?"

"Did he burn the rotten cow in the blacksmith shop? My God, how can he do anything?"

"Where is Master Jiang?"

A group of people were talking, but there was no sign of Jiang Lin.

After a long while, Jiang Lin finally arrived.

He was holding a large cloth bag in his hand, and when he saw everyone standing outside the blacksmith shop, he knew what was going on.

Jiang Lin ran over quickly and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, masters. I didn't know that the rotten beef would stink so badly after being burned. So I bought some rouge and powder, which I think should be able to cover up some of the smell."

After saying that, Jiang Lin went straight into the blacksmith shop, took out a large amount of rouge and powder from the cloth bag and scattered it everywhere.

Soon, the fragrance wafted out from inside.

The blacksmiths couldn't smell the stench, so they came in.

But as soon as I entered the shop, I frowned again. The fragrance... was too strong.

Blacksmith Qi shouted quickly: "Master Jiang, enough! Enough!"

Jiang Lin then stopped and apologized to everyone, saying that he would never roast rotten beef in the blacksmith shop again.

He also said that he would pay for some good wine and food at noon out of his own pocket to express his apology.

Jiang Lin's position in the Southern Blacksmith Camp is deeply rooted and unshakable.

Although some mistakes were made, the attitude of apology was so sincere that people didn't know what to say.

However, 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 on the flower boats who were dressed up and waiting for them to help them.

"It smells so good? Did you fall into a woman's nest?" someone came in and shouted.

Jiang Lin looked up and saw Song Tianjiu walked in, looking around curiously.

The blacksmith and his apprentices were so embarrassed that their faces turned red. They wanted to curse but they did not dare to disrespect the garrison commander.

Jiang Lin hurried over and explained that he had burned the bloodworms of rotten cow, causing the shop to stink so badly that he had to use rouge and powder to cover it up.

Song Tianjiu was stunned when he heard this, and then he burst into laughter.

"After all, there are times when your Master Jiang fails."

Since you made a mistake, don't blame others for laughing at you.

Jiang Lin waited until Song Tianjiu finished laughing before he said, "Brother Song, are you here to get your weapons? I didn't have time yesterday because of the rotten cow incident. I'm starting to forge the weapons now, so I won't be able to get them until the evening at the earliest."

"No hurry. I don't have anything urgent to do anyway. It's rare for me to come out, so it's nice to watch you guys forging iron here."

Song Tianjiu laughed and said that it would be better to come to see how embarrassed Jiang Lin was than to watch the blacksmithing.

Jiang Lin had nothing to say, so he went over to light the furnace and then stuffed Liao Mingxu's top-three long sword into the furnace.

This long sword was not made by Yu Maoming, but by a former deputy craftsman of the foundry department.

In his early years, he was lured by the powerful to work as a private craftsman and never came back.

[Material quality improved by 1%]

[Material quality improved by 4%]

……

With the familiar prompt, the long sword was soon burned red.

As Jiang Lin took the anvil and started hammering, he asked Song Tianjiu who was standing aside and watching curiously.

"Brother Song, do you have any arrows that can hit the target with 100% accuracy?"

"One hundred percent hit rate? That depends on how many steps you have. If it's twenty steps, you can practice more."

"What I mean is that you don't need to practice, and you don't even need to aim. Just stare and you will hit the target no matter where you shoot." Jiang Lin said.

Song Tianjiu laughed out loud when he heard this: "What kind of joke are you talking about? How can there be such a thing? If it really existed, wouldn't my Daqian army be truly invincible in the world?"

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