Not only did the Blacksmith Shop have evil energy, but it was also very dense. Under the observation of the Heavenly Eye, it emitted an evil purple light.
Liu Mang narrowed his eyes slightly. This place was interesting. How could a blacksmith's house be so evil?
"Looks like I don't have to run around to make money. I can earn money directly here.”
Liu Mang strode forward and knocked on the door of the blacksmith shop.
In broad daylight, this blacksmith shop didn't open its doors for business. Instead, it closed its doors tightly. It was obviously abnormal.
Liu Mang knocked on the door several times, but there was no response. He acted like a Taoist master and stood outside the door, singing,"The immortal path values life. It is immeasurable to save people. I'm passing by here and feel that I'm fated to meet your family. I want to ask for a bowl of water. Can you open the door for me?”
Buddhist monks liked to recite the name of Buddha whenever they met, and they kept saying Amitabha.
Taoism also had similar spoken language. Liu Mang's opening remark was a more formal one, but ordinary Taoist priests would not call themselves Taoist masters like him. This was a bit tricky.
Liu Mang shouted a few times, but there was still no response from the house. What was even more infuriating was that the sound of hammering kept echoing inside without stopping.
There was another bun shop next door. The shopkeeper was a big white fatty. He was affected by Liu Mang and was a little impatient. He shouted,"Little Daoist, stop knocking at the door. I don't know what kind of evil has bewitched this family recently. They don't do business and just stay in the house and forge all day. It's been many days since I saw their family go out. If you want water, I'll give you a bowl. Don't expect to open their door.”
"There's such a thing?" Liu Mang revealed a playful expression.
There must be something wrong with this blacksmith shop!
The Steamed Bun Shop's shopkeeper then explained in detail about the Blacksmith Shop. He sounded like he was complaining and had a lot of resentment towards the Blacksmith Shop.
The blacksmith in this blacksmith shop was surnamed Feng. He was one of the best blacksmiths in Jinhua Prefecture. Some of the weapons used by the government were forged here. There was another Li family's blacksmith shop that could compete with this blacksmith shop.
People of the same trade were enemies. The Feng family's blacksmith shop and the Li family's blacksmith shop had always been at odds with each other. They often fought for business.
Not long ago, the blacksmiths of the two blacksmiths made a bet to see who was better. They agreed to forge a sword each in a month's time and see whose sword was sharper. Those who failed must leave Golden Flower Manor forever and never set foot in Golden Flower Manor again!
The Feng family's blacksmith shop had a problem after the agreement. The shop closed its doors and cut off contact with the outside world. It was locked in the house all day, forging iron. Sometimes, it didn't even stop in the middle of the night, causing unrest in the neighborhood.
Liu Mang inquired about the Feng family's blacksmith shop and thanked the shopkeeper of the bun shop. Then, he looked at the door in front of him.
The shopkeeper frowned." Little Daoist, why are you still lingering in front of his house and refusing to leave? Didn't I tell you just now? This shop won't open for you."”
"It's okay. If he doesn't open the door for me, I'll open it myself.”Liu Mang smiled and pressed his hand on the iron door in front of him, quietly releasing a stream of magic power.
With a crisp crack, the bolt of the iron door was broken by Liu Mang!
Liu Mang had sixty years of cultivation, how could an ordinary door stop him? Under the stunned gaze of the Steamed Bun Shop Manager, he opened the door of the Blacksmith Shop and walked in.
"How did he do it? The door was clearly locked. How could he have pushed it open so casually?”The Steamed Bun Shop's shopkeeper's eyes widened, his heart filled with bewilderment.
Liu Mang walked into the blacksmith shop and closed the door. He shook his fingers slightly and used his magic power to lock the door. He looked into the room. There were tools for forging everywhere, the most obvious ones were the anvil and furnace.
The furnace burned fiercely, releasing scorching heat. Large amounts of sparks shot out from it, flying into the sky. There were some obvious bloodstains and some clothes on the edge of the furnace and on the ground.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
A muscular man was hammering a sword blank on the anvil. He ignored Liu Mang, the uninvited guest, and continued to forge, sweating. He stared at the sword base in his hand with a crazed gaze. His eyes bulged out and were bloodshot.
The brawny man muttered to himself as he swung the hammer.
Liu Mang frowned and focused his attention, listening carefully to the burly man's muttering.
The brawny man muttered," Just a little more. I'll be able to forge this peerless divine sword very soon. I'll definitely win. I'll definitely win. I'm the number one blacksmith in Jinhua Prefecture. No one can compete with me!"”
The brawny man muttered similar words repeatedly. He seemed to be crazy, as if he was already obsessed with forging swords.
Liu Mang used his Heavenly Eye to observe the brawny man's condition. He found that the evil aura around the brawny man was no less dense than that of a demon.
What was certain was that the brawny man was 100% a human, not a demon. The reason why there was evil energy on his body was either that he was possessed by a demon or that he was possessed by Qi deviation.
In comparison, the second possibility was more likely.
Demons were born from the heart. Once a person fell into a certain obsession and developed a strong obsession, it was possible to give birth to a heart demon, making them neither human nor ghost, and doing some crazy things.
The brawny man suddenly stopped swinging the hammer and raised the sword base in his hand. He said crazily," No, it's still not strong enough. To forge a sword, I have to sacrifice a living person. I've already sacrificed four living people, but it's not enough. I have to sacrifice one more person, one more person…"
The burly man slowly turned his head. His eyes were filled with ferocity as he locked onto Liu Mang, who was standing at the door.
Sacrifice, there was one here!
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