On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.

Yang Qi sprouts, spring thunder explodes, and the year's cultivation begins.

Folk brew spring wine, sprinkle ash and smoke insects, and give each other green cloth bags filled with grains and fruit seeds. The imperial court held various banquets or ceremonies, and the king personally went down to the fields to persuade the peasants.

The genius was numb, and Ma Cuihua was awakened.

It turned out that before sunrise, that is, between five and seven o'clock, many people ran out of the door, faced the east and took a long breath, and howled, which is called dragon qi.

Finally, when the "dragon picker" stopped, the crackling sound came out again. Neighbors beat the beams and wooden pillars with bamboo poles and sticks to scare away snakes, scorpions and other poisonous insects.

Ma Kong, Ma Cuihua, and Xintianyou live in a first-class inn, and they don't dare to disturb the guests at the moment, and they will definitely have to knock after a while.

Miss Ma was so dazed that she covered her head with the quilt.

At eight o'clock, the father and daughter finished washing, and it was too early, Dong Shumin arrived with the maid Xiaoxiang, Xiaolan, and the escort Zhao Jia.

Ma Cuihua saw that she hadn't seen her all night, and she was much more beautiful, her face was white and red, and she couldn't be broken by blowing, so she didn't feel a little discouraged. I touched my face and felt that a few pox were a lot smaller, and I was overjoyed. I thought that at this speed, after absorbing the spirit stones, my face should be smooth and refreshing.

They made an appointment to go shopping and visit the temple fair together, but when they knocked on the door of Xintianyou, no one answered. I asked the shop boy again, saying that he went out early, and he didn't have to wait to leave a message.

Miss Dong is not worried about Xintianyou's safety, who can hurt him, if he doesn't hurt others, Amitabha Buddha will burn high incense. It's just a little regret that I asked the tailor to make a few sets of clothes yesterday, and I couldn't see him change into them at the first time. I guess after wearing it, it's quite handsome.

Xintianyou went out at six o'clock.

The inside story of his life is becoming more and more bloody, weird, complicated, and there are more and more clues.

Last night, "I have a scoop of wine" was always circling in my head. I feel a little impressed, but I can't remember where I've seen it, so I'm going to check it out today.

He doesn't like poetry, but he's no stranger to it.

Messengers belong to the standard rough men, how can they have the patience to take children? Xintianyou was only a few months old when he was thrown into the "dream pillow" to receive education. I am not afraid that the nervous system of infants and young children is still in the embryonic state, and from then on the personality is split and becomes neurotic.

In the virtual realm, Xintianyou went to school at the age of two.

"Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", "Thousand Character Text", "Zengguang Xianwen" or something...... At that time, I memorized them one by one, and I didn't understand what it meant.

Later, when he came into contact with Tang and Song poems and Han Fu Yuan songs, he gradually developed a strong sense of resistance.

For example, where is the beauty of the sentence "apricot blossoms spring rain Jiangnan"? "Stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight, to whom does the shadow go", what is the degree of sadness?

I can't quantify it, I can only imagine that he feels more headache than quantum mathematics.

After going out, I found that I had gotten up early.

Bookstores always open much later than other stores, and customers usually appear after the third day of the day. There are people who buy vegetables early in the morning, but there are no people who buy books early in the morning.

Xintianyou walked around slowly, and the sky gradually brightened.

In front of the blacksmith shop, two people were arguing. A shirtless man grabbed something from the cart and threw it at the corner, and said contemptuously:

"Phew, a truckload of scrap is rusted like this, and it's worth a tael of silver? Look, this thin iron bar is so fucking rusty that it's almost out of iron, and you dare to use it to fill it? ”

The old man panicked and pleaded:

"The little old man went from village to village, and it took nearly half a year to accumulate this little thing, hoping to rely on it to survive the famine. The shopkeeper's business is good, how about 600 yuan? ”

"You should be stupid, two hundred wen."

"Five hundred dollars, alas...... It really can't be less. ”

"Two hundred and fifty ...... Or you can drag it back the same way, Lao Tzu is not rare. ”

"The shopkeeper has at least 300 yuan. Look, although this hoe is open, it is really heavy, and the rust is not thick, and I ran several towns to find it. Also, this guillotine ......"

"Get out, don't delay Lao Tzu's business!"

"Okay, good, two hundred and five is two hundred and five. Can you give some broken silver, and a little less copper? ”

"No silver, only copper plates, do you want it?"

"Yes, yes, yes......"

Although the official set of one tael of silver to exchange for 1,000 copper coins, the silver is easy to carry and the stock is small, and it can often be used as 1,100 copper coins in circulation.

The old man wanted to take advantage of it, but of course the blacksmith wouldn't let him get his way.

While......

Grow ......

The rusty iron bar hit the stone in the corner of the wall and rolled a few times, like a dead fish.

Xintianyou's ears pricked up.

Hearing a turbid and dull sound, there was a line of extremely clear sound, which was endless for a long time......

That scrap iron is not simple!

He pretended to be nothing, and went over, and saw the blacksmith and the old man entering the house. He immediately bent down and picked up the iron bar, walked quickly to the corner of the alley, and stopped to take a closer look.

The black one was rusty, and there was a shallow groove in the middle. It is flattened, two fingers wide, about seventeen or eighteen centimeters long, like a Diao Zi fish in the southern rivers.

The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and he weighed it again, and suddenly woke up after a while.

Damn, isn't this the "wolf tooth" I used to train in the Void Realm?

The wolf's tooth is a short sword worn by top special fighters on the eve of the outbreak of nuclear war. Made of high-strength titanium alloy, it has reached the pinnacle of cold weapons in terms of toughness and sharpness.

What's even more terrifying is that the last batch of wolf teeth are crazy, and there is also a dagger with a nanometer level hidden in the blade. Even diamonds can be split in half, which can be called nothing can be cut without cutting.

It is said that these wolf fangs were specially made for the "perfect warriors", but unfortunately nuclear war broke out soon......

Xintianyou has always thought that except for the sword shadow in the virtual realm, there are no wolf teeth in the world. I never dreamed that it would take no effort to get it.

Although the wolf's tooth blade, which has been polished and chrome-plated with high technology, is rusted and does not look like a short sword at all. The sharpest and most elite daggers remained, hidden in a thick layer of rust.

Xintianyou clenched the iron bar, feeling the roughness and stinging pain under his palm, and even his body trembled slightly.

He needed a magic weapon so badly.

Sticking the iron bar into his waist, thinking about it, he lifted the placket and stuffed it into his arms, and walked back quickly.

The old man was sighing and dragging the empty cart when he was stopped head-on.

"Old man, there was a scrap that was thrown away by the blacksmith just now, where did you collect it?"

When the old man heard this, he laughed and said:

"I can't remember where I picked it up...... Dude, do you want to hit something? The next time I get a good iron, I'll send it to you. The blacksmith is too ruthless to lower the price, how can he give 300 yuan......"

"You changed it for two hundred and fifty wen."

Xintianyou looked at a broken burden on the cart.

A thousand dollars is consistent, strung with a leather rope, commonly known as a hanging, a big pile. Two hundred and fifty dollars is two hundred and fifty copper plates, which is not a lot, and it is swollen in the baggage.

The old man secretly complained that he shouldn't go out because of everything today.

was slashed by the blacksmith and hit a small ruffian who played the autumn wind. If there is no blood, once he shouts, all the rats of the City Fox Society will come, and his old bones are really not enough to gnaw.

So, he quickly took out three greasy copper plates from his arms and handed them over, and whispered in a low voice:

"Brother, I would like you to have breakfast...... Today, the dragon looks up, the temple fair is very lively, don't you want to take a look? There were several groups of errand soldiers in the morning, and they usually couldn't get up so early. ”

Cut, take the messenger to scare me?

Xintianyou secretly felt funny.

took the copper plate, deliberately held one up in front of him, and said in a fuss:

"Ah, it's a copper coin from ancient times. In good condition, one can be exchanged for dozens of taels of silver. No, I can't take advantage of this. ”

After speaking, he took off the purse on his waist and stuffed it into the old man's hand, as if flying away.

The old man had heard of antiquity, but this ancient bronze coin was the first time he had heard of it. The letter was untied from the purse and looked inside, almost screaming.

The white light is dazzling, and it is two large ingots and five small silver ingots.

The old man was messy on the street for a while, took out a small coin and stuffed it into his mouth and bit it, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

He made a quick decision, put his purse in his arms, and dragged the cart to the side of the road. Carefully took out all the copper plates on his body and looked at the light one by one.