Time goes back a few moments.

The streets of Suzhou are very lively, and it is like a small martial arts conference.

There are Jianghu people everywhere with swords and swords, some are drunk, and some are just here from the dust, on both sides of the long street, there are Suzhou government soldiers patrolling nearby.

They could only express the majesty of the government as much as possible.

But in fact, no Jianghu people will express any awe to them, and the battle between good and evil is a decent victory, which is all fought by Jianghu guests.

What does it have to do with these cowardly soldiers?

Li Yijian and the three of them walked on the long street, the bald boy was wearing a long shirt, and there was a smell of medicine on his body.

Yi Sheng behind him was wearing bandages and hanging arms, he was a local native, so he naturally wanted to take his righteous brothers to visit Suzhou.

The three of them saw that there were crowds of people around them, and they were so lively, and some familiar chivalrous guests were still greeting.

"Yo, Brother Si, are you here too?"

In front of Li Yijian's eyes, a middle-aged man was greeting a young man with an iron sword on his back, very enthusiastic.

The young man with the iron sword on his back is named Si Daoyuan, who is a local martial artist in the south of the Yangtze River, who is already somewhat famous, and he is indeed quite useful in the war and has saved many people.

After the First World War, it was also known.

"Brother Si has always been chivalrous, how many thieves did he kill the night before?"

"Not much, not much."

The young man with the iron sword on his back clenched his fist at his friend and said with a big grin:

"Si Mou came a little late, so he had to follow the Pure Yang Sect Master to intercept the demons, and fought to the death all night, and Si Mou only killed fourteen under his sword!"

"Brother Si is arrogant!"

"Young heroes are good martial arts!"

"Alas, I was delayed on the way, and when I arrived in Suzhou, I couldn't kill the thief, so I had to scrape together some money to give those innocent people.

Come, young man, have a drink with me and talk about that night's deathmatch. ”

Whether they knew each other or not, they all gave a thumbs up, made a few noises, and praised this young man's good kung fu, and the young man who looked a little tendoned also laughed and followed his friend into the restaurant.

Some people also took the initiative to bring good wine, begging him to tell the inside story of the battle between good and evil.

Li Yijian was quite hot to see this scene.

He also wants to be sought after like that tenacious teenager.

Yi Sheng was smart and clever, and when he saw the envy on Li Yijian's face, he pulled him to walk a few more steps, and saw that there were many people gathered on the side of the street in front of him.

There are Jianghu tourists, and there are also some Suzhou locals who come to join in the fun.

There was a table in the middle, and a thin middle-aged man was really holding a fan, and he was talking like a river.

The three of them leaned over and listened, and found that they were telling a story.

"Two days ago, in this Suzhou City, there was a battle between good and evil, and the decent masters set up an ambush to lure the demon sect into the net.

Ren Hao and a group of martial arts masters naturally don't need to say much.

But in this night's death fight, there are also a group of rising stars in the rivers and lakes, who are really happy to kill, and you and I fight with those demon demons.

Among them, there are three teenagers who have just entered the rivers and lakes.

Rank and listen to me."

This storyteller has a good personality, is well-organized, and is close to current affairs, and more and more people gather.

It's just that the more Li Yijian listens to it, the more wrong it becomes, how familiar is the "three righteous young men" that the storyteller said.

He glanced back at Yi Sheng.

The latter smiled at him and gave him a thumbs up.

"You arranged this?"

Li Yijian looked left and right, as if he was a thief, and asked in a low voice.

Yi Sheng said proudly:

"This is natural, I invited my childhood friends who were gangsters on the streets, found the four best storytellers under the Suzhou overpass, and promised them money.

The story of our group was divided into three parts, upper, middle and lower, and it was told non-stop from morning to night, and it was spread out in the past three days.

Doesn't my brother want to be famous?

How can it be known without using some means? ”

"This"

Li Yijian and Zhang Xiaohu looked at each other.

Yi Sheng's method seems to be very good, but listening to others boasting about himself, the bald boy who is still thin-skinned naturally has a dry face.

Especially when listening to the storyteller, "Three righteous young men, fighting to the death, fighting hard for decency, killed eight thieves in one night", the audience burst into laughter.

In that laughter, there was a lot of appreciation.

But there were also a few ridicules.

Li Yijian's cheeks were flushed with laughter, and he hurriedly pulled his two embarrassed brothers to escape, as if he had to run out of the crowd.

The "Si Shaoxia" just now, he killed fourteen demon demons by himself, and he didn't see anyone hyping it up.

As a rookie, he boasted about himself, which is really ridiculous.

"Withdrawn."

Li Yijian patted his hot cheeks and said to Yi Sheng:

"Hurry up, don't let me wait for the three brothers, I'm embarrassed in front of this fellow martial artist."

Yi Sheng was thick-skinned and felt nothing.

He grew up in the director of the dart bureau since he was a child, and the Yijia dart bureau can be the first in Suzhou, and it is not all his own ability, and it is common to ask people to tout.

He didn't argue with Li Yijian about this, so he pulled the two brothers and continued to walk forward into the temporary shop opened by the Mo family.

It's a bit more lively than outside the street, and the counters in the lobby on the first floor have been temporarily moved, like a hotel, and there are many tables of eight immortals to facilitate the merchants to make transactions.

There are also cleaner private rooms on the second and third floors.

"My brother said that he wanted to find a good knife, and then he would find a good knife, and this was the right time."

Yi Sheng inquired in advance.

He told Li Yijian that the bald boy is a rich second generation, and although he has been restrained a little over time, he is still a little embarrassed.

He saw that the transactions on the first floor were all ordinary things, and they were not very eye-catching, so he immediately paid a deposit of 500 taels of silver and took his brother to the private room on the second floor.

It's a lot cleaner here.

The Mohists used screen-like utensils to make the space on the second floor like a labyrinth, dividing it into 16 boxes.

It not only guarantees the trader's, but also ensures the absolute safety of the transaction.

Li Yijian actually wanted to go straight to the third floor and exchange for something better.

But he can get more deposits, but his status in the rivers and lakes is not enough.

The ink guy said very politely that only people on the third floor are allowed to enter.

In short, the three of them entered the box, and immediately a man brought elegant wine and food, the dishes were fragrant, the wine was also good wine, and there was a man in Momen with a mask, who stepped forward with a booklet.

"What do the three young heroes want to exchange?"

The masked Mo disciple asked softly:

"Is it a blade? Armor? Or is it the essence of martial arts? Or the inner strength? ”

"Do you have everything?"

Li Yijian asked.

The fellow smiled, and said in a gentle tone:

"Since yesterday, there have been many fellow Taoists who have entrusted their goods to my Tianji Pavilion for exchange, wanting to exchange them for silver money, or things they need.

As I just said, there are all in the Tianji Pavilion now, but most of them are bartered transactions. ”

Then the fellow put the booklet in his hand on the table, and said to the three:

"If the young man wants to buy it with silver money, my Tianji Pavilion still has some blade artifacts collected on weekdays, or martial arts mental techniques.

These are not open to the public on weekdays.

But during these three days, you can buy it at will. ”

"That's right."

Li Yijian and each other's two brothers discussed in a low voice for a few breaths, and then said to the fellow:

"I'm waiting to find a set of good knife techniques, as well as a good knife, a Qimen weapon for fists, and a good sword."

"Ladies and gentlemen, wait a minute."

The guy took note of Li Yijian's needs and withdrew.

The three young people huddled together, flipping through the booklet of utensils in Tianji Pavilion, this booklet was very thick, and it was indeed as the guy said, there were all the things needed to walk the rivers and lakes.

It's just the price

It's a bit more expensive.

"Xiaohu, look at these three treasure gloves!"

Yi Sheng's eyes were sharp, and he quickly found something useful, he called out to Zhang Xiaohu, and the silent Xiaohu, who was eating and drinking, leaned over and saw the Qimen weapon on the booklet.

"Made of pig Po dragon skin, inlaid with stainless steel inner profile, protecting hand bones, and can also eject claw blades, which has blocked the sword, the secret of the Mo family, and water and fire are inviolable."

Li Yijian looked at the description, he nodded frequently, and said to Zhang Xiaohu:

"This thing is just right for you."

Zhang Xiaohu was also quite moved, but after looking at the painful price, he still shook his head.

"It's too expensive, big brother, you don't have to break the bank."

"Between our brothers, don't talk about this!"

Li Yijian actually had some pain, this pair of fists cost 500 taels of silver, and his pocket money was not so much, but fortunately, he made a small fortune from the carriage of the Seven Absolute Demons before.

He generously picked up the brush at hand and drew a stroke on the three treasure gloves.

But the rest of the stuff is a bit cliché.

Either Li Yijian doesn't like it, or the grade is too high, and he can't use it.

Most of the things in this booklet are made by the Mo family, and Li Yijian equipped the three with self-defense bracelets, which are the downgraded monkey version of Qingqing girl's Tianji bracelet.

After a while, the ink guy came back, and he didn't speak, handing the three of them a piece of paper.

It's full of what they need.

"Bagua knife, the rivers and lakes are inferior, the knife spectrum is complete, the knife style is exquisite, and the palm method of the same level is sought. Uh, no, this one doesn't work. ”

"Knife-style fragments, high-grade rivers and lakes, knife-style wide opening and closing, amazing power, seeking to obtain the blade."

"Tiangang knife, the top grade in the rivers and lakes, you can cultivate Tiangang knife qi in the depths, obscure, ask for uh, the head of the elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect Dorjee?

This can't be done. ”

Li Yijian saw the good knife techniques, and scratched his ears and cheeks.

But as the ink guy said, these Jianghu guests who can show good martial arts are in need of some strange things.

He even saw a masterpiece of the Nine Styles of Ghost Knives, and he also came with a Ghost Devouring Knife.

But the main thing is actually the ethereal "fairy fate"?

Where does this make Li Yijian find?

A piece of paper from beginning to end, the bald boy was greatly disappointed.

He had some silver in his hand, but he couldn't get any good swordsmanship on this paper.

Sure enough, silver money is not a necessity in the rivers and lakes.

The higher the grade of the rivers and lakes, the lower the importance of silver money.

"Alas, forget it, let's just take it as if I was unblessed."

Li Yijian took out all the silver tickets he was carrying from his pocket, handed them to the ink guy, and pointed to the last line of the paper.

He said:

"This merchant wanted to sell the sword he got from the people in the Demon Sect, so I bought it."

He said to the fellow:

"But it says that this sword is a first-class blade, and I will tell you the truth, the three brothers and I don't know how to use swords, so you won't take the opportunity to trick me into waiting, right?"

"The young man laughed."

The ink guy was not annoyed, and he said:

"These blades have all been inspected by my Mo family sword casting master, if there is really shoddy, the young man will come and smash my Tianji Pavilion signboard!"

Li Yijian nodded, the guy took the money, and after a while, he walked back to the box with a wooden box.

He opened the wooden box, and in the box, there was a black iron sword.

The shape is strange, three feet and eight inches long, one point longer than ordinary long swords, needless to say, this sword blade is extremely sharp.

The shape of the hilt of the sword is very strange and has holes.

When wielded, it makes a terrible sound to crack the enemy's gall.

Yi Sheng picked up the sword and swung it, quite easily, much better than the sword left by his father.

Zhang Xiaohu's Sanbao boxing gloves were also sent, the boxing gloves were black and gray all over, with a tough appearance, and the ink guy couldn't be pierced with a dagger, and he didn't even leave scratches.

The surface of the gloves is embellished with fine steel sheets.

After Zhang Xiaohu pulled the internal mechanism, there were sharp two-inch spikes popping out from his fingertips, and under one claw, they entered the wood for three points, and if they were caught on a person, the flesh and blood would be blurred.

Although Li Yijian himself did not get a good thing.

But seeing that the two brothers had gained, he was in a better mood and was about to get up and leave.

"Slow!"

Yi Sheng called out to him.

Li Yijian turned his head and saw Yi Sheng take out the seven-section sword book from his close-fitting clothes, and the sword book still had a little blood stains.

He looked at the shuriken book with some regret, and handed the sword book to the ink guy.

It also explains:

"I heard that you Tianji Pavilion doesn't ask where you come from, but I still have to talk about it. This thing came from the right way, and it was found by the three of my brothers from those demon cultists the night before. ”

Yi Sheng pointed to a book of knife techniques on the paper, and he said:

"This Fulong knife-style shipper wants to change a sword book of the same level, man, let's take a look, is my sword book enough?"

"Small victory!"

Li Yijian hurriedly stopped:

"How can I use your stuff?"

"Brother doesn't need to say more!"

Yi Sheng closed his eyes, he stroked the black sword in his hand, and said to Li Yijian:

"My brother found good blades for me and Xiaohu, and also took me to participate in the affairs of Suzhou, my brother took care of us as a big brother, how could I let my brother return empty-handed?

Besides, if my father can be on the list with a quick sword of the Yi family, I can do it too.

This is my family martial arts, and I haven't eaten it thoroughly, and if I go to learn other swordsmanship, I'm afraid I won't be able to chew too much. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohu also got up and took out his boxing score.

But it was stopped by Li Yijian and Yi Sheng at the same time.

That Soul Destroying Claw Fist Book is too eye-catching, and it is a Demon Sect mastery, which is quite rare, and it can't be shown casually.

When the ink guy saw these three people, you pushed me to let me, but he didn't stop him.

The youthful spirit is like this, which always makes people feel warm in their hearts.

After the three of them finished speaking, the ink guy said in a scheming manner:

"Shaoxia's seven-section sword book, if it is a complete article, it is a masterpiece in the rivers and lakes, and there is only a basic sword style, so it can only be classified as a middle grade in the rivers and lakes, but it is enough to change this Fulong knife style."

"Wait a minute."

The guy was about to leave, and was shouted out by Zhang Xiaohu again, he took out the soul destroying claw, handed it to the ink guy, and said to the two brothers:

"I'm stupid and can't speak, but since the two brothers want to follow the right path of the rivers and lakes, I naturally can't learn this demon martial arts.

Maybe it's amazing, but I can't disgrace my brothers!

I'll exchange it for a decent boxing and martial arts, and I'll be able to do chivalrous things with my two brothers in the future! ”

After a while, the three teenagers walked out of the Mo family shop happily, chattering, as if they were looking for treasure for the first time, and they got a good treasure, and they were proud in their hearts, as if they would be able to run rampant in the rivers and lakes tomorrow.

The sharp-eyed Yi Sheng immediately saw Brother Shen Qiu, who was talking to a woman with a hat on the side of the street.

He pushed Li Yijian with his shoulder, and when the latter raised his head, he grinned and shouted:

"Brother Shen!"

"Come and see what good things I've gotten in exchange!"