Chapter 401: Flying Sword
Lin Feng smiled, squatted down, picked up a piece of broken porcelain, and smacked his lips: "This seems to be Song porcelain, it's a pity...... Incomplete, at most only a few hundred dollars. ”
"If you like it, you can stay, and you can take it for fifty!" The old man was very generous, and he sold it if he gave money, as if he was in a hurry to wait for the money.
"I don't really like this ......" Lin Feng put it down with a smile, and casually picked up a thing with patina, which seemed to be a copper stove seat.
"It's ancient, a thousand. The old man hurriedly sold, "Look at this copper, in this era, the Warring States didn't run!"
Lin Feng shook his head with a smile: "I'm not sure, I don't dare to ask for it." ”
"Eight hundred is not okay?" The old man immediately said: "Eight hundred is the lowest, there is no one on this street that sells at a lower price than my old man, we will not fool people!"
"I didn't say that you were a fool, it's just, what did I buy these things for? they are all remnants, tattered, and difficult to get into the hall of elegance!" Lin Feng got up with a smile, "I see that you are also an honest trader, if you have any good goods, you might as well take them out, and if it is suitable, we will make a deal." ”
The old man took a puff of dry smoke, as if he had made up his mind, and finally felt something out of his waist.
It was a short sword in a hand-sewn cowhide sheath.
It is about half a foot long, the hilt of the sword is blue, there is no decoration, when the old man pulls out the short sword, the cold light flashes, and the essence bursts out in the morning sun with a terrible killing machine!
"Good sword, good sword!" Lin Feng praised a few times from the bottom of his heart, and he could conclude at a glance that this was what he was looking for!
This is not an ordinary sword, nor can it be considered an antique, this is a spiritual weapon that only cultivators can control—after refining, it is a flying sword!
I found more than a dozen shops, but I got nothing, but I didn't expect that an old man who set up a stall would have a spiritual weapon in his hand!
"How much is this sword, are you willing to sell it?" Meng Silu's beautiful eyes flashed, she wanted to buy it and give it to Lin Feng.
The old man hesitated, and finally said a number: "Eighty thousand." ”
"Okay! I bought it!" Meng Silu took out her mobile phone and was about to scan the code to pay the bill.
"Wait...... Boss, why do you want to price 80,000 yuan? Not 100,000 or 200,000 yuan?" Lin Feng felt that this old man seemed to have some kind of story.
"Let's be honest, I'm making up life-saving money for the baby. The old man sighed and poured out bitter water: "This girl also has a sister, who lives in the hospital and owes money to the hospital, we can't be greedy, and we can't repay the bills, 80,000 yuan, you think it's okay, it's yours!"
Lin Feng and Meng Silu glanced at each other and nodded.
The woman understood, scanned the code, transferred money, and lost a string of numbers in the past.
"Okay, boss, do you see the account?"
The old man took out his mobile phone from his pocket, approached the screen and took a look, and his eyes widened!
"This ...... Too much, you've transferred the wrong money!" The old man hurriedly stood up, "Girl, you press one more zero, and I'll transfer the money to you!"
Meng Silu smiled and shook her head, "That's right, this money is reserved for the child's treatment!"
"Ah!?" The old man was stunned, his lips were trembling slightly, his hands were shaking even more, he suddenly thought of something, pulled his little granddaughter together, poof, and the two of them knelt down for Meng Silu!
"Thank you, benefactor...... Good people...... "The grandparents and grandchildren kowtowed to the ground, and Lin Feng hurriedly jumped over the stall and pulled them up.
The value of this flying sword is more than 800,000 yuan! For ordinary people, they may not buy it at a price of 180,000 yuan, but cultivators regard it as a treasure, and it is impossible to find it.
"Boss, in fact, I am also a doctor, if you have any difficult problems with your granddaughter's illness, you can go to the Gangcheng Friendship Hospital to find me!" Lin Feng took the old man's goods, thought of the difficulties of this old man, and explained a few more words: "My surname is Lin, you write down my mobile phone number......"
"Thank you, thank you so much, old man Wang Genzhu, this is my granddaughter, her name is Cuihua......" Wang Laohan had tears in his eyes and solemnly wrote down the number.
Both parties were happy, Lin Feng, who had little hope, accidentally found what he was looking for, and immediately left the market with Meng Silu and came to the Lin family's old house.
"The house is well maintained!" "Entering the door, Lin Feng looked at every grass and tree here, it was still the same, and it could be seen that Meng Silu had bothered a lot.
"It's okay to have a cleaning lady come to clean twice a week...... It would be nice if you could live in the capital for a long time!" Meng Silu said.
"Let's look at the future!" Lin Feng smiled: "Are you tired? When you are tired, take a rest, I will practice swords." ”
"I'm not tired, but I'm a little sleepy......" Meng Silu yawned, "Then you practice first, I'll find a place to squint for a while." ”
She didn't go to the room, after all, this is the old mansion of the Lin family, which is not very convenient. Meng Silu lay on a small stone table in the garden, watching Lin Feng take out the newly bought short sword in the courtyard and play with the sword flower.
The sword shadows flew, faster and faster, and the fierce sword qi pierced the air like light, hitting the ground, splashing endless dust!
The sword qi surrounded Lin Feng's body, and suddenly, a blue light rose into the sky, pointing straight to the sky!
Meng Silu's eyes widened, that sword light, no, it was the sword he bought in the antique market! At this moment, he actually flew into the air, turned a corner, and flew back into the courtyard! Hanging firmly in Lin Feng's palm!
It's amazing! What kind of sword art is this? You can actually control the sword in the air!
Jianhua flew up again, tossing and turning in mid-air, as if there was an invisible hand, manipulating it, and it was like giving birth to a pair of sword eyes!
Meng Silu was fascinated and dazzled.
She suddenly thought, could this be the legendary flying sword? The supernatural sword shadow is very similar to those fairy techniques in the movie!
It is indeed a flying sword, but it is slightly different from what ordinary people imagine, and the control of the flying sword must reach the qi training period.
Watching Lin Feng control the flying sword drill, sleepiness hit, and Meng Silu fell asleep unconsciously.
At this moment, on the highway from Yanjing to Baishan, a black car is galloping wildly.
The windows and curtains of the car were closed, Boss Bai closed his eyes, his face was bloodless, his eyebrows showed pain from time to time, his arms were bandaged, and he should have been recuperating quietly in the hospital, but at this time, he rushed to the gate non-stop and went to Baishan to rescue the soldiers in person.
The hatred of the broken arm and the hatred of the injured son made Bai Longtu hold back his anger, the opponent he had met in his life had never brought him such a painful threat, such a sad result!
If you don't take revenge, you will be in vain! He used to be the white boss of three provinces and one district, and even if he washes his hands in a golden basin, he has one or two trump cards at the bottom of the box!
Black water and white mountain, nurturing a side of water and soil, has given birth to many legendary stories, reckless heroes are countless, and there are some strange people, living in seclusion outside the world, escaping in the deep mountains and dense forests.
Bai Longtu knew very well that the heaven-level powerhouse was no longer Lin Feng's opponent, so he could only invite the hermit who had a personal relationship with him, and if he could invite him, then revenge was expected!