"Hehe, hahaha, it's true!" was silent, only the laughter of the little stone echoed.

In fact, even Xiaoshi himself didn't know that the scissors that his grandfather asked him to sell actually had such power. Although he had always believed his grandfather's words, he didn't dare to imagine that the scissors that had not yet been fully opened could break Zi Ling's short knife.

You must know that the scissors in his hand are inconspicuous, while Zi Ling's short knife is golden and bright, and it is not ordinary at first glance, the more such a contrast, the more exciting it is.

"Wait a minute!"

Wanqing Wanqing sisters were afraid that a few people would get into trouble, so they wanted to step forward and pull the three little guys away, but they were stopped by Zhong Zihao.

"Hmph, I still want to be our eldest sister, and I can't even compare to other people's scissors. Xiao Caitou suddenly felt that his face was gloomy, and he pulled Qian Duoduo away from Ziling for a few steps, looking disgusted.

Zi Ling was also stunned for a while before coming back to his senses, took out a short sword again, and said with a smile: "Little stone, your scissors are good, let's compare again!"

This short sword is stronger than the previous short sword I don't know how many levels, it is a real artifact level, Zi Ling thinks that the scene just now is an accident, this time he must fight for the image of the eldest sister back.

"Okay, better than that!"

Xiaoshi didn't think much about it, he easily broke the short knife with scissors just now, which gave him infinite confidence, this kind of limelight thing, I wish I would like to come a few more times.

Until this moment, the white-faced old man in the shop still did not react at all, and even the action of napping did not change.

And the passers-by who were all watching were already engrossed, and they also wanted to figure out what was strange about the scissors in Xiaoshi's hand.

"It's coming!"

Xiao Shi took the initiative to step forward this time, pulled the scissors apart with both hands, and cut them towards the short sword in Zi Ling's hand.

Zi Ling did not dodge or dodge, and also looked at the urge to urge a trace of source power to pour into the short sword, and at the same time to increase the power, he also wanted to carefully observe the details of Xiaoshi's use of scissors.

"Bell...... Click!"

As expected, another crisp and sharp sound spread throughout the audience, and the short sword was split in two by the scissors in Xiao Shi's hand.

This is not all, Zhong Zihao and the others also noticed that the cut short sword was as smooth as jade at the incision, without any artificial traces, as if it was made in nature.

The onlookers were shocked to discover that the store was not as they had imagined, and perhaps there was something unique about it.

Of course, they didn't know that the short sword used by the purple spirit was a legendary artifact, otherwise they didn't know how terrifying it would be.

Xiao Caitou and Qian Duoduo rushed forward, and one of them picked up half of the broken sword, and was amazed.

Zi Ling suddenly felt that her face couldn't hold it, but she couldn't think of any way for a while, she had a lot of treasures on her body, but when it came to divine weapons, the highest was a medium-grade artifact, and she was not sure that she could compete with the scissors in Xiaoshi's hand.

Zhong Zihao walked out from behind, patted Zi Ling's head, and comforted him slightly.

Immediately, he looked at the child in front of him, who was younger than Zi Ling: "Little stone, can you show me this pair of scissors?"

"Don't give it!"

Xiao Shi said proudly: "My grandfather and I set up a stall here, and the scissors are only used to sell, and the spirit essence will be given to you!"

Zhong Zihao smiled dumbly, the silver light flashed in his hand, and he handed out a storage ring: "There are two spiritual essences in it, and the more one will be given to you! Can you tell me, where did these scissors come from?"

"Really, I'll see!"

Xiao Shi was overjoyed, took the storage ring and looked at it for a while: "You lie, how can such a small ring hold so much spiritual essence?"

Zhong Zihao had no choice but to personally take out the two spiritual essences, and in an instant, the rich heaven and earth yuan power swept through the whole city, causing quite a stir.

"Hurry up and load it in, I can't carry so much!" Little Stone danced excitedly.

Waiting for Zhong Zihao to put away the storage ring and stuff it into Xiaoshi's hand, he asked again: "Xiaoshi told my brother, do these scissors belong to yours?"

"Of course, these are all made by my grandfather!" Xiao Shi finally handed the scissors in his hand to Zhong Zihao, his face full of joy, "How is it, amazing?"

"Well, your grandfather is amazing!"

Zhong Zihao praised it, and immediately took the scissors and pondered it carefully.

"I want it too, I want to buy scissors too!"

On the other side, Zi Ling, Xiao Caitou, Qian Duoduo and others naturally would not miss this kind of good thing, and they shouted one after another.

Murong Wanlian moved lightly, took out several spiritual essences, and exchanged them for a pair of scissors for each of them, which made them smile.

And Xiao Shi has long known that he can't close his mouth, and secretly praises his grandfather's clever calculation in his heart, no wonder he let himself get up early every day to set up a stall during this time, it turned out to be waiting for this opportunity to make a fortune.

Today's harvest alone is enough for them to live a life of worry-free food and clothing, and live the life of a wealthy family.

This scene made the onlookers even more stunned, this group of people came out of nowhere, they all looked like they had extraordinary temperaments, beautiful as fairies, and they turned out to be a group of losers!

Are they really willing to buy scissors with spiritual essence?

No matter how good the scissors are, even if they are cast from gold and jadeite, they can't be worthy of the value of the spiritual essence, right?

What's more, they secretly thought about it, these stupid girls are so rich, should they find an opportunity to hijack them, and then they will have a double harvest of money, won't they suddenly turn over and become a winner in life!

Zhong Zihao secretly pondered for a while, and didn't find anything abnormal on the scissors, no matter how you look at it, it is extremely ordinary, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it is difficult to believe that the scissors cast with mortal iron can easily cut the artifact?

To be honest, he didn't even want to admit what Xiao Shi said, this level of divine weapon would be something that the white-faced old man inside could create.

At this moment, what he was pondering in his heart was that if he could use this method to forge a killing weapon, wouldn't it be able to solve the problem of the Astral Phase?

As soon as this thought arose, he could no longer hold it back, and with a slight groan, he had already taken a step and slowly walked towards the inner hall of the shop.

When I entered the inner hall, I saw that the old man was still lying on his back on the bamboo chair and swaying gently, already in a half-asleep state.

Zhong Zihao came to the front, clasped his fists with both hands, and said respectfully: "Junior Zhong Zihao, meet the seniors!"

"Hoo ......"

The old man was indifferent, but suddenly fell into a deeper sleep, and actually began to snore.

"Seniors, juniors have something to ask?"

Zhong Zihao said again, but the old man still didn't react, so he could only stand aside and wait.

At this time, the outside of the door became more and more lively, and the miracle of scissors spread throughout the city in a short period of time, and it was said that a disciple of a big family was rushing back to the clan to prepare for the spiritual essence.

can cause such an impact, only because Xiaoshi said: There are only a few scissors left in the store, and there is no superfluity.

In this noisy environment, perhaps the white-faced old man couldn't sleep well and finally woke up.

"Hmm, who are you?"

As soon as the white-faced old man opened his eyes, he saw a black-robed man standing quietly on the side, and he was puzzled.

"Back to the seniors, the junior Zhong Zihao, I want to ask the seniors, are the scissors sold by Xiaoshi cast by the seniors?"

"So what?" said the old man, slightly impatient, "Strictly speaking, I'm just a fortune teller!"

(End of chapter)