Linzi Bazaar

People come and go on the bazaar, most of the places on both sides of the street are occupied by vendors who set up stalls, some straw is spread on the ground, a few wooden planks are placed on it, simple shelves are made, and the goods for sale are placed on the shelves, among which there are chic handicrafts, a lamb tied with a rope, a woman carefully arranges the eggs, every action is so careful, for fear of breaking the hand, selling the eggs can be exchanged for something to go back, the family has to eat and drink, from time to time someone comes forward to ask the price, a bargain to sell and buy the goods, There are also people who simply walk around with their goods and ask if they are willing to exchange something they want to buy when they come across something.

A person entered the bazaar, and the pedestrians avoided it, only to see that the person was ordinary, thin, and did not have any arrogance, why would it make people jealous, and his eyes were close to finally seeing that the man was holding a sword in his arms.

The sword is a murder weapon, a murder weapon for murder.

The man kept his feet, and went straight to the most prosperous place in the Linzi market, checked left and right, most of them were occupied by stalls, and chose a place to sit on the steps, and the vendors next to him took a look, and his eyes fell on the long sword and had to move his body to the side.

The man didn't speak, the long sword in his hand was always in his arms, like a treasure, sitting there motionless, looking at the crowd coming and going, the merchant next to him sold a piece of goods and carefully put away the iron money, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the person, he couldn't help but be curious, if he was selling something, he always needed to put it out, and from time to time he had to shout a few times to earn popularity.

Coo, this kind of sound can only be made by hungry people, noisy bazaars, everyone's mind is completely on the goods, no one cares about a person, a hungry person.

Wars are frequent, Qi people experience heroes, the day of the Yan army besieged Linzi City, Linzi City stored no less than hundreds of thousands of loads of grain, and finally still eats it all, helpless only to live on the bark and cotton wool, and finally can fill the hunger of all the things to eat up, the phenomenon of cannibalism occurs from time to time, Tiandan Fire Ox Array returned to the country, Linzi City finally got a chance to breathe, and the accumulation of food has also become the most important thing for the people of Linzi.

The people's footsteps do not stop, occasionally someone eyes fall on the person, look at a glance and quickly avoid, time passes slowly, the flow of people in the market also reaches a peak, the day is nearly noon, the person finally made up his mind, slowly put the long sword in his hand in front of him, took a straw and stuck it in the ground, this is the rule in the market, if you want to sell as long as you put a straw on it, the person who wants to buy will come forward to ask the price.

Passers-by looked at each other a few times, whispering something from time to time, most of them were worried, the long sword was there, no one stepped forward to ask the price, the stomach sounded again, and the swordsman had no choice but to tighten the belt around his waist.

"How is this sword sold?"

A person stopped in front of the sword seller, also carrying a sword, along the market all the way forward, a sword on the ground attracted the attention of the swordsman, only to see that the person who came was dressed in white and extraordinary, came to the front, the sword seller looked up, "The sword is a hero, if it is not for the difficulties, it will not be willing to sell, the son likes to make a price." ”

The man sneered, "What a big breath, why do you say that your mouth is a sword?" ”

The sword seller said: "This is easy to try!" ”

The white-clothed swordsman suddenly became interested, "How to try?" ”

The sword seller stood up from the ground, bent down to pick up the long sword from the ground, handed the sword to his left hand, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and pulled out the long sword in his hand with a choking sound, and suddenly a cold light flashed, and the man's wrist shook, and the sword in his hand reflected the light of the Dao with the flip of the wrist.

There was a bustle here, and the people suddenly gathered around, and the people in front could still see clearly, but the people behind were just joining in the fun, and the market suddenly became crowded.

The sword seller pulled out his long sword, and the white-clothed swordsman looked at it, "How to try?" ”

The sword seller grabbed a few straws from the ground, and the sword in his hand shook slightly, and the straw was broken instantly, and the fractures were neat, this kind of straw was very tough, and if the blade was not sharp enough, it would definitely not be possible.

"Good sword!"

"What a good sword!"

"It's off in one go, it's fast enough!"

The onlookers talked a lot, most of them were impressed by the sharpness of the sword in the hands of the sword seller, and they all wanted to see what price they could sell, and it was the first time they saw weapons sold in the bazaar.

The man sneered, "Such a little trick wants to deceive people!" After speaking, he suddenly rushed out of the long sword at his waist, and with a wave of his hand, the straw held in the palm of the sword seller was also broken, and there was an exclamation, the straw was held in the hand of the sword seller.

The excitement suddenly escalated, and the onlookers also became excited, most of them wanted to see the final ending, the sword seller looked gloomy, and the sword in his hand was withdrawn from the scabbard, "Childe's sword is also a good sword, since you don't want to buy it, don't delay doing business!" ”

The white-clothed swordsman had a gloomy face, "This son said you are a liar!" The one in your hand is just an ordinary sword. ”

The sword seller looked up with an angry look in his eyes, "Childe, it's easy to spoil your stomach if you eat things indiscriminately, it's easy to mess up your temperament when you wear clothes indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense either, this sword is handed down from your ancestors, if it weren't for the lack of rice at home, you won't be able to sell it, insult me, you will never be allowed to insult this sword!" ”

The man laughed, "You have a point, what you are holding in your hand is nothing more than a vulgar product, please use it as a sword!" It's ridiculous. ”

The sword seller's face turned pale, "Does Childe dare to try it with me with the sword in his hand?" ”

"This!" The sword seller glared angrily, and the man suddenly felt a little weak, and his eyes fell on the long sword in his hand, which was undeniably good, even on par with the sword in his hand.

"Compare with him."

"Than!"

"Bear!"

The white-clothed swordsman was stunned there, originally just wanted to ridicule and take the opportunity to lower the price, not wanting to anger the seller, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and most of the people who are watching the excitement are not afraid of the big things and follow the coaxing, and they are surrounded by a flood, even if they want to escape, it is very difficult, and they can't lose face, so they pay attention, "Okay, I'll compare with you!" ”

The two swords were drawn at the same time, and the onlookers immediately retreated, most of them worried about being affected, "How to compare?" ”

The sword seller said: "The quality of a sword depends first on whether it is sharp, on the second whether it is strong, and on the third by its appearance!" You and I will use the blade of the sword against the blade, and the destruction party will be resigned to fate and cannot claim compensation! ”

"Good!"

Two swords in their hands, the two affectionate with a bit of solemnity, the two swords swung out at the same time, the onlookers widened their eyes, for fear of missing the wonderful moment, ding, the sword in the man's hand was only half of the sword, the long sword was cut off together, only most of the sword handle was held in the hand, and the broken sword tip fell on the stone platform and made a sound.

"Win!"

"What a good sword!"

The sword seller moved his wrist, the long sword in his hand was withdrawn, there was no crack on it, and he walked around the crowd, mostly to let people witness the truth, the crowd poked their heads out, only to see that the blade was sharp, like a thin white line, and the competition just now did not have any impact at all.

The onlookers praised one after another, the facts were greater than the words, and everyone saw that the swordsman's sword was not vulnerable at all, and they did not want to slander him.

The sword seller picked up the broken tip of the sword, "This son, please get out of the way, don't get in the way of business!" ”

"Buy this sword!"

The man threw the short sword directly on the ground, even if it was too gorgeous, since it had been damaged, it would inevitably lose all meaning, so it was better to start over.

"You want to buy it?"

"Yes, can't you do business?"

The sword seller smiled and said: "Son, open the door to do business, and come to the door as a guest!" ”

"How about a hundred bucks?" The white-clothed swordsman stretched out a finger, the voice was not loud, most of them didn't want to be heard by the crowd, a hundred yuan was still negotiable, if an ordinary sword was not worth so much, a good sword was completely different.

The sword seller showed a hesitant look on his face, a hundred dollars is a lot, but after all, the hand is a love sword used with him, it is inevitable that he can't bear it, the sword seller's face showed embarrassment, the man saw it in his eyes and hurriedly said: "One hundred and five, this is the most reasonable price, don't buy one more son!" ”

The sword seller raised his head and handed the sword in his hand forward, most of them were already able to accept such a price, only to hear a thunderclap from the crowd, "Two hundred, I'll buy this sword!" ”

A black-faced man squeezed out of the crowd, also carrying a sword on his back, but it was much wider than an ordinary sword, and it also looked much heavier, and the sword was light and agile, and what people who used the sword liked was the elegance of the sword, which was very rare, but it could also be explained with such a burly figure.

A person flashed out of the crowd, who was also interested in the sword in the hand of the sword seller, the most important thing was that the price was higher, the white-clothed swordsman turned around and looked the black-faced man up and down after hearing this, and hugged his fists and said: "This friend, this sword is the first thing that this son looks at, and the gentleman does not take people's love, please forgive me!" ”

The black-faced man was unmoved and snorted coldly, "This sword has already been sold to you?" ”

"This!"

"Since I didn't sell you, of course I can buy it, and since it is the one with the highest business price, it is the fairest."

"Two hundred and three" the man gritted his teeth, the long sword in his hand was broken, if this sword was bought, wouldn't it be a big loss, the most important thing is that the sword can cut off the sword in his hand lightly, although the appearance can not see too much fame, but to be able to do this must be from the hands of a famous person, but to meet the unavoidable treasure, how to be able to be snatched away lightly, the black-faced man is right, since it is a business, it can't be taken by force, gritting his teeth and adding thirty dollars, hoping to win at the price.

"Two hundred and five" The black-faced man stared at him and didn't let it go at all.

The sword seller looked at the black-faced man, and then looked at the white-faced man before, his face showed joy, he didn't want the price to increase so much all of a sudden, and if he didn't get it right, he would have to add it, and he would definitely be able to sell it for a good price.

The white-clothed swordsman glared, "Big black, is it with this son!" ”

The black-faced man laughed, "So what! ”

"Two hundred and seven"

"Three Hundred"

The black-faced man shouted out three hundred, and the white-clothed swordsman suddenly couldn't resist it, and his eyes fell on the long sword that the sword seller held in his arms, and it was not a way to carry it like this, so he stretched out four fingers ruthlessly, "Four hundred"

"It's called four hundred."

"It's a lot, enough for a family to eat for a year!"

"Let's see if the big black guy will continue to add!"

"It's just a sword, I shouldn't add it, unless it's crazy!"

The black-faced man also looked heavy, the green tendons on his clenched fist collapsed, the white-faced swordsman snorted coldly, stretched out his hand into his arms, took out a cloth bag, weighed it with his hand, and showed a smile on his face, "Four hundred, one is not a lot, this sword belongs to this son!" ”