86_86808ps: I slept until noon, and then I got up and had a meal, and I only updated the first chapter until now, but there will still be additions to Qianshan today, everyone rest assured! Finally, thanks to the strong support of the brothers yesterday, we have reached the tenth, but it is not far from the previous gods, let's continue to rush forward and ask for a monthly pass!

The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day!

This is a poem in the ancient poem that describes the infinite scenery after Dengke, but now walking in this Hangzhou city, Bu Fan suddenly experienced the feeling of success and fame for a moment.

Maybe it was the relaxation after a big battle, or the half day of floating life stolen from the leisure time of hard martial arts, in short, Bu Fan, who returned to the rivers and lakes, did not chat and drink with Xuankong monk and Qi Yi Confucian Taoist priest in the Tianwaitian Restaurant as usual this time.

Instead, he came to the streets of Hangzhou City alone and wandered leisurely along the streets.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

At this time, the sound of heavy iron struck Bu Fan's ears from the side of the street, and Bu Fan turned his head to look.

I saw that in an alley on the side of the official road, there was a simple blacksmith shop, and in the shop, a tall but somewhat old man was struggling to beat the iron piece in front of him with a hammer.

The blazing fire reflected the old blacksmith's body, making his body look particularly strong and powerful under the reflection of the firelight!

"I'm sorry, let me go!" At this moment, a soft voice said to Bu Fan.

Bu Fan turned his head to look and saw a somewhat thin young man pushing a flatbed truck at the moment, ready to walk into the alley.

And where Bufan is located. It just blocked his way forward, so he said to Bu Fan.

Bu Fan smiled apologetically, and then got out of the way, only to see the thin young man pushing the cart with difficulty at this time. He came to the front of the blacksmith's shop, then pulled the curtain on the cart and moved some of the large baskets on it towards the blacksmith's shop.

The old blacksmith did not speak at this time, he was still engrossed in striking iron, and the young man did not rest after he finished moving the things on the car. Instead, he immediately ran to the bellows and pulled up the bellows with a snort.

For this blacksmith shop, Bu Fan suddenly surged a trace of interest in his heart, and then walked over slowly.

It was actually a very simple shop, except for the stove and bellows for striking iron. All that's left is a basket of ore and a pile of broken swords piled up on the ground!

It is said that it is a broken sword, but in fact, purely from the color of the sword, these swords are cold and shining, and the quality is still relatively good!

I just don't know why, these swords were randomly thrown in a corner, and no one managed them!

"Do you want to buy weapons objectively? Those weapons in the corner. You can choose at will, five taels of silver! Seeing Bu Fan walk in, the thin man who had pushed the cart before hurriedly got up at this time. came to Bu Fan's front and said a little nervously.

It seems that he rarely communicates with people, so when facing Bufan, he seems a little restrained!

Bu Fan smiled gently at him, and then lowered his body slightly. Looking at the swords piled up in the corner, he slowly picked up a long sword. Looking at the sharp blade of the sword, his fingers flicked lightly on it!

A crisp voice rang out. The buzzing is endless, and the sound of rhythm is very pleasant!

Then, Bu Fan put the sword body flat again, looked at the spine of the sword, and sure enough, it was straight into a straight line, and the blade flashed with cold light, and this sword was held in his hand, and it felt quite weighty!

But then Bu Fan waved his sword lightly, but he felt that the sword body was extremely light, as light as nothing!

Although Bu Fan doesn't know how to distinguish the good from the bad of a sword, intuitively, Bu Fan feels that this is a good sword!

And among this pile of swords, it seems that every sword is the same as the one in his hand, no different!

Just as Bu Fan was thinking about the long sword in his hand, a man in brocade clothes with a few guys strode in at this time.

glanced at the old man who was still striking iron, and then said arrogantly and loudly: "Old man Sun, the old rules, three taels of silver, I will take all the swords you have recently played here!" ”

After that, he didn't wait for the old man to answer, he waved his hand directly at the guy behind him, and then a group of people stepped forward, opened the big boxes behind them, and then loaded the swords on the ground into the boxes.

"Recently, the level has been improved, and the quality of these swords is much better than the previous quality, and the price of each piece has to be increased to five taels of silver!"

At this moment, the old man who had been striking iron spoke at this time, and said in a deep voice to the middle-aged man who was in the lead.

The voice is slow, but it is sonorous and powerful, and there is no doubt about it!

"This ...... Okay, five taels is five taels, but let's talk about it, the future swords can only be supplied to me exclusively! The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then answered, and then said to the old man.

"Hmm!" Old man Sun answered simply, and then continued to bury his head in the knife in his hand, no longer caring about the things next to him.

Bu Fan only saw those guys put the swords on the ground into the box one by one, and then after it was filled, two guys walked out carrying a box, and the rest of the people put it into a new box!

Soon, about twenty or thirty swords on the ground were all collected by the guys, including the one in Bu Fan's hand, after knowing that Bu Fan didn't buy it, they were also taken by the guys, put them in the box, and then took them all away!

"A total of twenty-eight weapons, one five taels, a total of one hundred and forty taels of silver, come, this is a hundred taels of silver tickets, this is forty taels of broken silver, you can do the math yourself!" At this time, the middle-aged man took out a silver ticket and a bag of broken silver and handed them to the thin young man on the side.

"Well, exactly!" The thin young man glanced at it roughly, and then said in a low voice, in fact, he didn't count it at all.

"Okay, then let's go first, and in a few days, I'll come and collect your next batch of weapons!" After the man said lightly, he turned and left.

After the group left, the thin man glanced at Bu Fan at this time, and said softly: "Sorry, guest officer, we don't have any weapons here, if you want to buy them, you can only come back another day!" ”

After that, he didn't pay attention to Bu Fan anymore, turned around and returned to the front of the bellows, and continued to pull his bellows.

"A pair of weirdos?" Bu Fan glanced at them curiously, thought secretly in his heart, and then turned around and walked out of this small blacksmith shop!

This blacksmith shop didn't cause much of a stir to Bu Fan, and when he walked in, it was just a momentary curiosity!

However, not long after walking, Bu Fan saw a luxurious shop again, and a huge plaque was hanging on it in front of the shop.

"Sword Pavilion!"

Thinking of the blacksmith just now, Bu Fan suddenly became interested and walked into the Sword Pavilion! (To be continued).