It turned out that what the tailor took out was not a rare item at all, but an iron that was often used in the shop.
"You are really there, do you think so?"
Xin Yun couldn't help but asked with a smile.
"My little master guessed right.
We use this thing very easily.
I didn't expect that it can also be used to destroy the black wordless tablet," the tailor said with joy on his face.
His old father began to ask questions again.
"Master Tian, I just don't understand why this ordinary soldering iron can break that black tablet without words."
Qingfeng smiled slightly.
"Speaking of this branding iron, it was often used as a cruel instrument of torture.
Over time, it became the most violent thing in daily life.
And the demonic nature on the black wordless tablet can be controlled by the violent energy emitted by the branding iron.
Offset, naturally it can be used to my advantage."
"It turns out that it's such a waste that I have lived so long, old man.
Meeting the heavenly master and the little master has opened my eyes."
The tailor's father said excitedly like an old naughty boy with a smile on his face.
"That's a compliment, old man."
Qingfeng calmly took over the conversation.
"Tianshi, we father and son have talisman water and a soldering iron.
Please wait a moment.
Old man, I will rescue the neighbor who owns the pawn shop first and let you two take a look."
The old tailor's father volunteered.
Qingfeng nodded, but specifically told him that if the talisman water is not enough, just leave a little bit and mix it with the mixed yin and yang water, and it can be regenerated.
After hearing this, the old tailor thanked Master Qingfeng, took a teapot from home, mixed a bowl of talisman water into the rough tea that had been brewed, and left the silk and satin shop calmly.
"Master, my disciple is still a little worried when the old man is gone like this."
When Xin Yun thought of those people who had been bewitched by the Shadowless God, he couldn't help but sweat for the tailor's father.
On the other hand, his tailor son was not nervous at all.
"Young master, don't worry.
Don't look at my father's age, but his brain is more active than mine."
Qingfeng nodded and said.
"Let's wait here for a while.
If the old man doesn't come back, we can go over and see if he's not far away."
After a while, the tailor's father came back cheerfully.
The teapot he still held in his hand did indeed look a bit lighter.
"Grandpa, how are you?"
Xin Yun asked with concern.
"That's no need to ask and we're done."
The old tailor's father smiled and lifted the lid of the teapot with a proud look on his face, letting everyone take a closer look.
"How did you do that, old man?"
Qingfeng couldn't help but ask.
"Tianshi, this time is not the same as in the past.
I, the old man, have put some thought into it."
The old tailor's father replied with a smile.
"Dad, what are you thinking about?"
the tailor asked curiously.
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"I learned everything from you," the tailor's father replied calmly.
"Dad, it's not like you don't know about this kid's brain."
The tailor suddenly felt as confused as a monk.
"Grandpa, could it be that as soon as you entered the door, you imitated their obsessed appearance and talked calmly?"
Xin Yun asked hurriedly.
The tailor's father burst out laughing.
"The young master is still smart and can do things at a glance, which is much better than my old son."
"Grandpa, I'm just making random guesses.
It's just good luck that the blind cat ran into a dead mouse," Xin Yun said with a smile.
"Dad, please stop bragging and tell me what's going on," the tailor urged.
"Yes, grandpa, tell us quickly."
"By the way, as soon as I walked in, the shopkeeper Wu next door was standing there innocently, his eyes dull.
I naturally knew that he was bewitched by Wuying Shen, so I didn't ask any more questions.
I just said casually, Wuying Shen.
Shadow God's power is boundless Shopkeeper Wu immediately stopped being wary of me.
Then, I simply used the tiger skin as a big banner and shouted in a serious manner, Wuying God will give me tea with magic power to eliminate disasters."
The old tailor's father paused and couldn't bear it in his heart.
Live in beauty.
"Grandpa, that shopkeeper Wu drank your tea later," Xin Yun asked curiously.
"It didn't go so smoothly.
To be honest, if I hadn't kept my composure, I might have exposed the secret."
The old tailor's father couldn't help but sigh.
"Dad, what does Shopkeeper Wu want to do?"
the tailor asked with concern.
"Of course he suspected me.
Maybe he had heard the quarrel between our father and son.
So, he stared at me with his big eyes, as if he wanted to see some flaw in my face."
The old man said calmly.
"Grandpa, what should you do?"
Xin Yun asked.
"What can I do?
In desperation, I shouted casually, Shadowless God's power is boundless.
Not to mention, this random move came in handy.
Not only did I get out of the siege, but also let Wu The shopkeeper gave tea to Wuying God Believing everything to be true, Gudong poured the talisman water into his stomach.
In an instant, he regained consciousness.
So the two of us worked together to rescue his family."
The tailor's father became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.
"Dad, please don't add too much nonsense and say that there are no outsiders here.
If something goes wrong, the Heavenly Master and the Little Master will not laugh at you," the tailor said calmly.
"Oh, my good son, what dad said is the truth.
Dad has been rescued.
As for the black wordless tablet in their house, you still need to go there.
It's just right.
You can ask it yourself.
Shopkeeper Wu, let’s see if it’s what dad said.”
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The old tailor’s father was like an aggrieved child, wishing that he could speak clearly to everyone.
"Dad, my son's letter is enough.
I will go next door to destroy the black wordless tablet."
The tailor knew that his father was getting old.
Not only did he hurriedly agree, but he also held tightly the iron used for ironing clothes in the shop.
In his hand, he hurriedly took out the silk dress and turned around and entered the pawn shop next door.
The old tailor's father didn't stop when he saw his son leaving, so he turned to Qingfeng and said.
"Tianshi, do you believe my words?"
"I have no doubts about your words, old man," Qingfeng replied calmly.
"The Heavenly Master still treats people fairly and has never been biased," the old tailor said with a sigh.
"Old man, I'm sorry.
Pindao believes in your character.
As for other things, naturally he won't be suspicious," Qingfeng said calmly.
"Thank you, Heavenly Master, for trusting me," the tailor's father continued.
At this moment, Xin Yun saw the tailor carrying the iron and entering the door proudly.
"Master, I'm back" "What's the matter, dad didn't lie to you?"
the tailor's father still said the same thing.
"Dad, I'm ashamed of myself for being so ginger and so old," the tailor continued.
The old tailor's father chuckled.
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