"You want to buy this knife?" Jiang Fan couldn't help but be surprised.

To be honest, when Jiang Fan saw this knife for the first time, he already had the heart to get it.

I was even more pleased to hear that Cao Cao was looking for a famous craftsman to create a treasure knife, and the Three Kingdoms period can be described as a frequent occurrence of divine weapons. At that time, there were also Fang Tian's painting halberd, Qinglong Yanyue and other divine weapons.

This Baipi Sword could be called a divine weapon at that time, and it was at least at the level of refining weapons in Wu Jiangnan's mouth, and it was even very likely to be higher, but I didn't expect Fang Jie to sell it.

"I met Brother Jiang for the first time today, if you like me, you can consider it." Fang Jie saw that Jiang Fan was tempted, and a smile appeared on his face.

Ming Lao heard Fang Jie's words on the side, and suddenly reprimanded.

"Xiao Fang, how can you take out this kind of thing and trade it!! You don't care about Lao Liang. ”

Saying that, Ming Lao looked at Liang Lao, and Liang Lao stood on the side looking at his nose, nose, mouth, and heart, looking at the old god in a settled manner, obviously not wanting to interfere.

Seeing his teacher's attitude, Fang Jie immediately had confidence: "Hehe, Teacher Ming, today's exchange meeting was originally for the purpose of communicating with each other, and I am not forced to buy and sell, since Brother Jiang likes it, why can't I buy and sell!" ”

"Nonsense! Xiao Jiang doesn't understand the doorway here, are you also a fool to me? Seeing this, Ming Lao glared at him and said angrily.

Fang Jie was immediately frightened and trembled, but he still raised his head, looking unconvinced.

"Little Jiang, don't buy this thing if you listen to me." Seeing that Fang Jie did not back down, Ming Lao turned to persuade Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan rarely encountered such a good thing, how could he give up, and said with a puzzled face: "Yes, Ming Lao, this is indeed a good thing, why can't I buy it?" ”

"Whatever is good, what is unearthed may not be good, and the objects unearthed in some tombs that are not good or have poor feng shui may also be great evil. Xiao Jiang, especially this ancient weapon, I don't know how many souls I have killed, I can't buy it indiscriminately......"

Ming Lao said a few words simply, and he believed that Jiang Fan should be able to understand what he meant.

"Elder Ming, I understand......" Of course, Jiang Fan could understand what Elder Ming meant.

He wanted to say that in tombs deep underground, Yin houses where yin energy is easy to gather in feng shui are generally chosen, which also leads to the easy breeding of yin qi, which is the dead qi in feng shui.

If the deceased has resentment, there will still be resentment in this dead air, and these resentment and dead qi are more likely to cling to some of the objects they have used, and thus form the great evil things that Ming Lao said.

In particular, the blade of this knife has been soaked in blood for many years, and then buried in the ground for many years, becoming "bloody".

No matter how you look at it, it is a fierce object, but those who have just entered the industry do not understand the underworld, and they still pursue this unique color, but they don't know that after being contaminated with these things, it will cause great harm to themselves.

However, this kind of thing may be feared by others, but Jiang Fan fancies this. Under his spirit's eyes, the rich death qi and fierce evil qi were entrenched on the blade of the sword like a substance.

In fact, whether it is Haoran righteousness or this yin and evil death, a weapon can give birth to such a rich qi, which has proved that with extraordinary soldiers, it can be classified as a divine weapon.

Moreover, Jiang Fan has reached the realm of divine slaves, and he is said to be a Taoist priest who is a real person who has successfully built a foundation. These ferocious auras have long since been able to affect him in the slightest.

But these people around didn't know about these situations, and when they heard Ming Lao's words, they immediately started talking in fear.

The expression on Fang Jie's face became even more embarrassed, he took out this knife in order to sell it to Jiang Fan.

Of course, he is not kind, precisely because this knife is a great evil.

In fact, he did not buy this knife from a friend, but got it for free from a local boss he knew.

The earth boss didn't understand the rules of the artifact, so he got this knife out of nowhere, and regarded it as a treasure in his own home as an antiquity for the town. As a result, that night, he took a knife and cut his lover.

After that, every night he had nightmares, either dreaming of killing people or dreaming of being killed, and he also had a habit of sleepwalking, and as soon as he fell asleep, he would dance with this knife.

Later, Fang Jie found out about this and found the boss, but the boss gave Fang Jie the Baipi knife like a plague god. Not only did he not ask for money, but he also thanked him for his kindness.

So Fang Jie thought about selling this knife to Jiang Fan, not only to vent his anger, but also to make a small profit. As a result, Old Man Ming intervened sideways and made his wishful thinking come to naught.

"You can make an offer." Of course, Jiang Fan didn't listen to Ming Lao's opinion, and said calmly to Fang Jie.

"What!" Fang Jie didn't react for a while.

I thought that Jiang Fan would scold him for being despicable like he did just now, but it turned out to be an inquiry.

Sure enough, it's a little kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, don't think that you can escape the impact of the knife without touching this knife or playing some tricks.

This knife is very evil, as long as it is his theoretical master, it will find you wherever you hide.

This is also why that local tyrant must give it to Fang Jie, not throw it away. Because even if you throw it far, it will still appear at the head of the bed when you wake up the next day.

Even Fang Jie himself found a high monk to seal this knife, which could still be vaguely affected, let alone Jiang Fan, a hairy boy.

"Ahem, you just heard that this knife is a priceless treasure, but for the sake of being a disciple of Ming Lao, I will give you a friendship price, eight million."

Jiang Fan gasped after hearing this, thinking that he could be a rich man in chic after getting a black card. As a result, I didn't expect this god refining journey to be so expensive, and it would cost eight million to fancy a weapon.

In fact, Jiang Fan should be glad that there is no one from the family here, otherwise he would not be able to grab 180,000.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but scratch his head a little embarrassed: "Can it be cheaper, I don't have that much money." ”

Bargaining is normal in the antique shop, and Fang Jie only thought that Jiang Fan wanted to suppress the price and said in embarrassment: "Tell me how much you can give?" ”

"All my belongings are less than 2 million, if you agree, you will make a deal, and if you don't agree, I can't help it." Jiang Fan took out the black card and said with his hands spread.

"What!?" Fang Jie's eyes widened.

How can you bargain like this, do you understand the rules. I asked for 8 million and you directly cut off three-quarters, do you think you are buying something in a certain way, the discount is so big.

Fang Jie looked at Jiang Fan's broken jar again, it seemed that he really couldn't get any more money, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, the deal, but the ugly words are ahead, and I won't be responsible for any problems afterwards." ”