However, Renard is younger after all, and it will definitely be a big loss to play tricks with these people who have been on the black market for a long time.

He took the hedron he had just arrived and looked at it for a long time, and finally determined that this was actually the volcanic stone mined around the volcano, and it was not the fire type demonic beast crystal nucleus he thought was at all.

His eyes changed one after another, and finally he threw the volcanic stone into the spatial ring, which was regarded as a lesson.

Renard continued to wander around the bazaar, and after a while, he still did not find his favorite enchanted weapon.

At this moment, a slightly timid voice stopped him: "Sir, do you need a guide, the price is affordable, and Tong Su is not bullied." ”

Renard turned around and saw a small, ordinary-looking teenager standing behind him, with a look of hope in his eyes.

In a place like the black market, where the terrain is complex and there are many sects and sects, there are many young people who make a living by guiding the way.

Most of them are residents of the area, they know the black market very well, and they all have a good eye to help employers find what they need and verify the authenticity of items.

Renard pondered for a moment, took out the volcanic stone from the spatial ring, threw it over, and asked, "What is this?"

The young man caught the stone, the cowardice on his face disappeared suddenly, and he just looked up and down a few times, and then said very confidently: "Very ordinary volcanic stone, grab a handful in the Ambrizet Mountains." ”

Then he paused slightly, and said again: "This volcanic stone is somewhat interesting, it seems to have been deliberately polished, if you don't understand it, it is likely to be regarded as a fire attribute demonic beast crystal nucleus." ”

Renard nodded with satisfaction, the other party's eyesight was much better than his own, so he asked, "How much does it cost to lead the way?"

The young man's face was happy, and he stretched out four fingers: "Just lead the way, four copper plates, if you still need services such as identification and introduction, then twenty copper plates." ”

Renard did not hesitate, after all, the price offered by the young man was very affordable, he took out a silver coin from his pocket and shook it, and said, "I want to buy magic equipment, if it is successful, this silver coin is yours." ”

The boy was almost dazzled by the silver coin, nodded yes busily, and then showed a little embarrassment: "If you want to buy magic weapons, you can only go to Bill's old guy's shop, but the price of his things there is not low." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at Renard, and the meaning was obvious: Do you have the money to buy it?

"You don't have to worry. The corners of Renard's mouth curled into a smile: "I can afford to buy even the magic equipment in the Honeysuckle Chamber of Commerce, but I have a bit of a holiday with the shopkeeper there." ”

Shopkeeper?

"Alright then!" the boy still had a skeptical look on his face, but he opened his legs and led the way.

The two of them struggled through the foul-smelling streets, struggling to huddle forward amid the cacophony of bickering.

After about twenty minutes, the boy stopped, pointed to the inconspicuous shop on the side of the street and said, "This is it." ”

Renard looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw the dilapidated blacksmith shop, where the signs had been eroded by the wind and rain hung wobly as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

Old Bill's blacksmith?

He stopped at the door for a long time, and found that there was no fire in the shop, and the anvil was covered with thick dust, and the whole thing looked deserted, presumably there had been no business for a long time.

Seeing that he was hesitant, the boy explained in a low voice: "Old Bill has a very strange temper, and although the equipment he builds is good, it is also expensive, so he will not open for several months, but he can eat for a few months when he opens." ”

Renard felt that what the other party said was reasonable, something like enchanted equipment, except for a few wealthy or powerful warriors, few people could afford to buy it, and it was normal to have no customers.

When he walked into the blacksmith shop, he found that it was quiet and frightening, and the noise of the outside world was completely cut off, as if someone had suddenly blocked his ears.

Not much different from other blacksmiths, the surrounding walls and shelves are filled with a variety of weapons and equipment, and many strange things are displayed in the closet behind the counter.

The skinny old man who looked like the boss was leaning on the chaise longue, his eyes half-squinted, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate, and the pipe in his hand flickered on and off, giving people a strange feeling.

From time to time, the old man took two puffs of his pipe, and occasionally broke out a few violent coughs, which were like a worn-out bellows, and made people listen very unpleasantly.

Renard felt that the old man in front of him really didn't look like a master blacksmith who could create enchanted weapons, or even a blacksmith, and it was a little possible to say that he was an inscription master or an enchanter.

As soon as the two entered the house, before they had time to express their intentions, they saw the old man open his cloudy eyes and take the lead in expressing his attitude: "The equipment I have here is very expensive, and I refuse to bargain, if I don't have money, it's better to go out." ”

The boy immediately replied, "Mr. Bill, this gentleman in front of you is very rich. ”

He glanced at Renard, who seemed very calm, and he took out the money bag from the spatial ring as if he were juggling, and threw it directly at Bill.

The other party's reaction was beyond his expectations, his movements were so fast that he was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, he directly took the money bag into his arms, and said vaguely with a pipe in his mouth: "Cabinet five to ten, the price is not more than ten gold coins, choose whatever you want." ”

Renard raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this, but he didn't say much, and walked over directly according to the other party's instructions.

As soon as he turned around, he heard Bill say to the boy, "Now you can get out." ”

The young man stood still and did not move, looked at Renard with fearful eyes, and said, "My reward?"

Reynard then remembered that he had not yet been paid, so he said to Bill, "I promised to pay him a silver coin." ”

"It's rare to see a guest as generous as you. The other party took two puffs of cigarettes, and his tone was a little surprised.

As he spoke, a silver coin snapped and fell into the boy's pocket as a perfect parabola.

The young man was overjoyed, received the bounty and turned to leave, and when he was about to go out, he suddenly said to Renard: "Sir, I will wait for you outside, and you can call me at any time if necessary." ”

Renard didn't answer, as he was dazzled by the enchanted equipment on display in front of him.

From one-handed rapiers to two-handed broadswords, from warhammers to sabers, broadaxes to mounted spears, from leather armor to chain mail, from bracers to helmets, almost everything.

The brilliance on it is all rare enchanted weapons and equipment.

He had reason to believe that if all these things were sold, Old Bill would become the richest man in the City of Fertility and even in Southern Wilderness County.

However, the plethora of styles and quantities brought him a new problem—picking.