What's so strange about the fan bone, isn't it just an iron product, what's there? Shang Ling blinked his big eyes, and before he could react, Ma Sanbao removed the most expensive fan, and only the fan bones were left in the whole paper fan, and when Shang Ling saw the appearance of the fan bone, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and opened his mouth.

"This thing, it's not an ordinary paper fan, if you use it yourself, you may die a miserable death, this is a hidden weapon, a real killing weapon, you can launch a flying knife, you can also get close, but you need a certain foundation, I don't understand it, it's good to practice more when the time comes." Ma Sanbao put away the folding fan, the previous fan blocked the mystery of the paper fan, even the traders were deceived, but still could not escape Ma Sanbao's eyes, although Ma Sanbao is not a master of hidden weapons, but he is still very proficient in iron.

"I don't know who made it, but he even used landscape paintings and Su Dongpo's poems as a cover, it seems that this person is also cautious! I just don't know who this vendor searched from, I just looked at it for a long time, and I didn't even have the owner's sign. Ma Sanbao said, this thing has been out of the category of paper fans, it is completely a weapon, and it is a close-range killing artifact when used properly, of course, it is not comparable to Ma Sanbao's AK, this is also out of curiosity, if this thing is mass-produced on the battlefield, I don't know how many soldiers of the Northern Yuan Dynasty can be killed.

The heavy paper fan was carried by Ma Sanbao on his back, he had not yet found all the mechanisms of this hidden weapon, and now there were many people on the street, and he did not dare to try it at will, in case it hurt passers-by.

When he saw Ma Sanbao open the fan to reveal the fan bones, the merchant realized that he had sold at a loss, but the thing was already in Ma Sanbao's hands, and there were already a lot of three taels of silver and two against the vendors, after all, his other fans only cost a few dozen yuan.

At first, there were some outlaws who stared at Ma Sanbao's pocket, and now they saw the peculiar paper fan that Ma Sanbao was carrying, and suddenly had no idea, they all recognized the extraordinary thing about the paper fan, if this paper fan scrapes someone, let alone a slight injury, even his life will be lost, especially the hidden weapon, no one knows where this hidden weapon came from, only that this little young master is lucky, and he actually got a weapon for self-defense, and at the same time, these lawless people are also on guard whether there is a guard near Ma Sanbao, After all, a big young master goes out with a lot of silver, and he always needs to be accompanied by guards.

Ma Sanbao exposed his financial resources and the paper fan in his hand became the most important reliance on his shopping, along the way, many vendors are offering hospitality, compared to the previous quiet, these vendors want to promote their products, for a while, Shang Ling is a little unhappy, she just wants to take a casual look, but never thought that the vendor will be so enthusiastic to sell her products, she is not even interested in shopping.

"You will spend less money in the future, you see, once you have money, there are dragons, snakes, ghosts, hey, rich people must be very troubled, right? It's better to live a plain life, and it's enough to get something of the same value as your identity. Shang Ling said helplessly, the bitterness in it made Ma Sanbao a little moved, after all, in Ma Sanbao's mind, her status is indeed not high, although she is a little princess temper, but she looks quite understanding.

"Money is not an important thing, I still want to watch fireworks, there is a boatman at night, a friend of mine, said that we can watch fireworks on the Huai River!" Shang Ling said, fireworks, in the Ming Dynasty is not very unusual, but Ma Sanbao has never seen the Ming fireworks in the sky, this from the Sui and Tang dynasties of the fun won the love of the children of the Ming Dynasty, the fire in the sky is like a petal blooming, before the night, Shang Ling has begun to look forward to the fireworks in the sky.

When it comes to fireworks, Ma Sanbao recalled that in his previous life, when he was a college student, a local tyrant roommate specially customized a fireworks confession with text in order to please the girl in his heart, and was arrested and detained for a period of time for violating municipal regulations.

Seeing the longing for fireworks in Shang Ling's eyes, Ma Sanbao did not refuse Shang Ling, he found a restaurant, invited Shang Ling to have a good meal, and fell into memories.

Looking at the little girl who was gobbling up in front of him, Ma Sanbao smiled, he has seen a lot of girls in two lives, almost all of them pay attention to the image in front of him, and they eat slowly and chew slowly, where is it like the girl in front of him, like a starving ghost who has never eaten. Ma Sanbao looked at Shang Ling carefully, Shang Ling's cheeks were a little baby fat, this girl would not pay attention to the image at all in front of Ma Sanbao, but it seemed a little real, take a closer look, this Shang Ling is quite cute, and it is more and more slim, of course, in Ma Sanbao's heart, he is just treated as a sister, don't look at Shang Ling's age is two years older than his body, but Ma Sanbao's body is inhabited by the soul of a thirty-year-old man.

The noisy voice suddenly sounded in the store, Ma Sanbao looked fixedly, there were three big men with knives sitting outside the door, these people had raw faces, looked like bullies, and did not look like people from the government, as soon as the three of them entered the store, they made it difficult for Xiao Erbai, and there were officers and soldiers patrolling not far from here, Ma Sanbao frowned, and the three people in front of him seemed to be a little too bold.

"Be quiet, there are officers and soldiers outside, be careful that we report to the officer!" Someone couldn't stand it and hurriedly scolded, however, in response to him was the threat of the big men, the blades held in the hands of these big men looked particularly dazzling under the reflection of the sun.

"I happened to meet a bully, and it was really noisy." Ma Sanbao shrugged helplessly, habitually grabbing his back, only to find that he did not carry a gun, only a paper fan that he had just gotten, if he had a gun, it was good to protect himself, and he didn't know how to use the paper fan behind him, although this thing was a hidden weapon, but compared with the big man in front of him, it was obviously a lot more immature.

"What then?" Shang Ling grabbed the corner of Ma Sanbao's clothes with some fear, and Ma Sanbao felt that the girl who was not afraid of the earth was also afraid, and Shang Ling's little hand pulled the corner of Ma Sanbao's clothes to seek a sense of security. Prior to this, Shang Ling was completely a female figure in Ma Sanbao's mind, after all, is the girl who can casually climb the eaves the eaves the kind of weak girl? It is normal to be afraid of ghosts, only at this moment, Ma Sanbao realized that Shang Ling would also feel afraid, and for bullies, Shang Ling felt fear from the bottom of his heart.

"I suggest you don't cause trouble here, I'm supervising the imperial history, a special official of the imperial court." Ma Sanbao had the courage to say to the big men that he was still afraid of knives when he didn't rely on them.

The immature voice made the wicked big man couldn't help laughing, "Little friend, the swords in my uncle's hands are not long-sighted. ”

Ma Sanbao was helpless, and ripped off the calligraphy and painting hanging on the fan, revealing the iron fan, the blade of the fan was the only reliance in his eyes, and the only thing he could use now was the blade on this fan, as for how to launch the blade, he was still a little unfamiliar.

"Give me something, and if they do it, I can help you." I don't know when, a young man dressed in white clothes who looks like an elegant scholar sat next to Ma Sanbao, he took the paper fan in Ma Sanbao's hand, and muttered, "Hidden weapons, but they are rare, after all, not many sects will use this thing." ”

The words of the elegant scholar made Ma Sanbao a little shocked, he knew that there was a hidden weapon, but he didn't know if there was really a sect that used a hidden weapon, the so-called sect was a group of people from the rivers and lakes gathered together, in his previous life, there were a lot of martial arts records of various sects, but since he came to Daming, he has not seen any so-called sects, even the legendary Jinyiwei has just been established, and it is impossible to have the light skills and skills of flying eaves and walking walls like in the TV series. The sudden appearance of the elegant scholar made Ma Sanbao puzzled.

"You don't have to kill them, if you can report to the official, try to report to the official, the official is not far away." Ma Sanbao said beside the elegant scholar, although he didn't know the elegant scholar in front of him, but he gave Ma Sanbao a sense of security, and the other party seemed to know a lot about the secret weapon.

The elegant scholar nodded, didn't say anything, he stroked the folding fan in his hand, the sharp blade on the fan blade poked forward a little, and even his temperament changed from elegant and easy-going to a solemn temperament.

"Little white face, you better stay in the way, I'm still waiting for that kid to let me see what it means to supervise the imperial history! I'm so scared! The big man smiled and spoke, holding the knife and walking in front of Ma Sanbao, the blade in his hand pointed at the little white face in front of him, and even his other two companions couldn't help laughing.

"Ya, today I am worried that I didn't rob a good thing, I came to Nanjing City to walk around and met you these bad things, just take your sacrificial knife, it's a big deal that a few brothers won't go back to Nanjing City in the future, look at your waist bag is so bulging, it must be a lot of silver taels, I just saw it in the shop, hand it over to my brothers, and my brothers may spare your life." Before the words fell, the elegant and easy-going white-shirted scholar appeared behind the bully at some point, and the blades on the fan bone all pierced into the back of the person, and the elegant scholar avoided all the key points, and stabbed the blade on different acupuncture points, for a while, the bully couldn't move, and fell to the ground and begged the white-clothed scholar to spare his life.

"Xiao Er, report to the official, for the sake of that little brother's face, I spared the lives of these people, fortunately, I was in a good mood and rushed to class today, otherwise Dingsheng opened his mouth, pulled out all the blades from the back of the bully, sat on the head of the bully, and suppressed the bully to death.