Two people and a grass, out of the valley of death to the north, and then to the east, all the way through the mountains, hills, into a plain and desert area.

The setting sun hung far in the sky, and from here, the desert in the distance was vast and deadly silent. The skyline seems to be dyed yellow with yellow sand, as if nature has frozen the raging waves and empty angry waves in an instant, making it stand still forever, forming sand dunes that extend to the end of the sky.

The yellow sand moraine is a fan of travelers, and the clouds and sky are straight down.

The ground beneath their feet, mixed with dust and dirt, sticks to the soles of their shoes, making them heavy.

The Broken Walls are right in front of you. A muddy and sandy road dozens of feet long, on the ground on both sides of the road, paved with felt, merchants and vendors from the Central Plains Continent, thousands of miles to transport all kinds of groceries, rice grain, food, cloth, hats, boots, knives, and all kinds of gadgets used to pass the boredom in the army, colorful and colorful, to this wasteland to open up a little color and vitality.

These gadgets, which usually look ordinary on the Central Plains Continent, can be sold at a very high price when they arrive here. Those who dare to come here to do business with the demon army are almost all demon people with purple eyes, and they are not afraid of their own soldiers, so the starting price is also a sky-high asking price, and they will pay back the money on the spot.

Demon soldiers with purple eyes, in groups of three or five, wandered around this road, stopping from time to time to bargain with merchants and vendors for two novelties, causing a burst of laughter from their companions.

Here, purple eyes are the distinctive symbol of the demons, and all the soldiers and business vendors have purple eyes, which will be particularly eye-catching if outsiders with heterochromatic eyes come here.

Bai Qianyu and Wei Xiao tried their best to pretend to be passers-by, not to provoke those demon soldiers, they just lowered their heads, their eyes swept in front of the rows of vendors, and pretended to be interested in those small objects.

Bai Qianyu suddenly stopped and stopped in front of a small stall covered with sheep felt. Compared with the other stalls, the wool felt of the stall looked worn and old, not only yellowed in color, but the fur edges of the corners were rolled up, and the vendor of the stall wore a dark red felt hat on his head, and an old white and yellowed sheepskin vest on his body, the brim of which was pressed low, and seemed to be sitting on the edge and napping.

In front of his stall, there are some strange things.

A backgammon made of agate, a copper archery pot, a bamboo bow, a wooden stick with one end flat and one round end, a rope tied with a red ribbon, and a jade nine-link puzzle made of wooden boards, on which are painted with beautiful people, flowers, insects and birds, mountain pavilions and pavilions, etc.

In addition to these, there are also combs made of yellow horns, small round mirrors studded with pearls, dice made of ivory, and dominoes made of sheep bones, which are simply dazzling.

Bai Qianyu squatted in front of the stall, looked at this, put it down and picked up that, and couldn't put it down.

Wei Xiao and Clover waited for her for a long time, but they didn't see her move at all.

Bai Qianyu suddenly raised a hand, holding something in his hand, and looked at the two of them: "Wei Xiao, shall we buy this?"

Shamrock sighed, hugged the two leaves crossed, and said helplessly: "Women, alas, just love to buy things, whether it is a demon or a human race, whether it is a cultivator or a mortal woman, love to buy is the nature of a creature like a woman." ”

Wei Xiao leaned down and saw a nine-link made of white jade in her hand.

"You like this?" he asked.

"Hmm. Bai Qianyu nodded: "It is said that this nine-link was invented during the Three Kingdoms period, when Zhuge Liang often led troops to fight and relieve his wife's loneliness, which is very difficult to understand. Zhou Bangyan, a lyricist of the Northern Song Dynasty, wrote in his lyrics "Unraveling the Chain": Indulgence in skillful hands can untie the chain. When I was a child, I watched "Dream of Red Mansions", and I also saw that Daiyu was in the Baoyu room, and everyone solved the nine consecutive battles. ”

"What kind of fun can there be in the little things of the mortal world?" the Celestial General frowned.

But his hand untied the cloth bag he carried and handed it over: "Anyway, the lord of the Phantom Country also gave us a lot of spirit stones to use on the road, and this cloth bag contains a hundred spirit stones, if you like it, buy it!"

Bai Qianyu took it happily and said loudly: "Boss, it's business!"

The vendor on the opposite side was still sleeping with his hat covered.

Clover couldn't help but shout at him: "Boss——, business has come to the door, and if you sleep again, the guests will run away!"

"Where are the guests? Where are the guests?" the vendor, who was sleeping soundly, quickly opened his eyes, lifted his hat, and finally straightened his hat, revealing a young and delicate face, and he actually had a pair of black eyes that were completely different from the demons.

The young vendor looked at them and grinned: "I have all the best goods here, and the guest officer can choose which one he likes, and you will be satisfied!"

"I want this!" Bai Qianyu raised the white jade nine ring in his hand.

"This, three hundred spirit stones. The young peddler said with a smile.

"So expensive——" Clover elongated her tone, ready to start haggling.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive," the young peddler said with a smile on his face, obviously accustomed to seeing this battle: "My nine links are different from the ordinary nine links, and after they are unraveled, there will be unexpected miracles." ”

"But," Bai Qianyu's face was puzzled: "Boss, we really only have a hundred spirit stones." ”

She took out all the hundred spirit stones and looked at the vendor with a blank eye.

"A hundred spirit stones," the peddler rolled his eyes and grabbed an arrow pot next to him: "A hundred spirit stones can just buy this, this pot is also a good product, you look at its copper," he wiped it with his sleeve and wiped off the dust on it: "Look at it, this patina, as smooth as jade, this is a bronze vessel that has been handed down for thousands of years! Look at this rust again, this is cinnabar spots, you listen to this sound again," he held the pot in one hand, and gently tapped it with his fingers with the other, only to hear the copper kettle make a very fine and brittle sound:" This is definitely an authentic thousand-year-old copper kettle!"

Bai Qianyu and Clover looked at each other, she was really a layman in identifying bronze objects, and she didn't know whether what the vendor said was true or false.

Fortunately, Clover is still the master who has lived for three thousand years, so it pretended to be an expert and said: "Isn't that just an archery pot, soldiers can also play archery competitions in the army after buying it back, even if this pot has a thousand years, it is useless for us to buy it back!"

"A thousand-year-old copper kettle, not a magic weapon but also an immortal weapon!" the peddler shouted in an exaggerated tone: "I finally bought this copper kettle from a declining officer, and it was supposed to be sold for one hundred and fifty spirit stones. ”

"Am I good-looking? I think so myself. Clover touched her chin and became self-absorbed, immediately forgetting about the bargain.

The young peddler diligently stretched out the copper kettle in front of Wei Xiao: "Buy one for your lady, you can see that the newlyweds come out to play, buy it back and play the game of throwing pots, as the pleasure of the boudoir, especially to enhance the relationship between husband and wife!"

"We're not ......" Bai Qianyu hurriedly argued, only to feel that his face was burning.

In a panic, she didn't notice that the handsome face of the god general next to her was also filled with embarrassment.

"It's okay if you don't buy it!" said the young peddler generously. He glanced at Bai Qianyu and Wei Xiao, and kindly relieved their embarrassment: "Then let's do it, I'll tell you a story about this copper kettle!"

"It is said that the declining officer who sold this pot to me, the ancestors of the family have experienced military merits, and they have also been big officials," the peddler said in a troublesome manner: "General Xuanwei, who is the official to the third grade, entered the palace to visit the demon king, and the demon king was happy, so he rewarded him with this arrow pot, saying that there is a god of war living in this pot, which can satisfy people's three wishes." ”

So this pot enjoyed the fireworks day and night, and gradually there was an aura, and when the officer's father was in the last generation, this pot was revealed, and I saw a wisp of green smoke wafting out of the pot, and a golden-armored god of war with a spear in his hand appeared in the smoke, and said to the officer's father: 'I am worshiped by your family day and night, and the incense should satisfy your three wishes, say, what do you want?'

Shamrock listened attentively, and the two blades held her chin and said unconsciously: "What does the officer's father want?"

Bai Qianyu also looked at the vendor eagerly, looking forward to it.

The peddler paused, and said slowly: "The officer's father thought, this opportunity is not easy to come by, I have to cherish it!" So he thought about it, and put forward the three wishes that he thought were the most important. ”

"Which three?" clover urged.

The peddler coughed and said, "As for the officer's father, his first wish is to live forever. The god of war said: Yes. The officer's father thought that immortality could be realized? This is really a god! The god of war said: Yes. The officer's father thought that if he was immortal and invulnerable, he would be invincible on the battlefield from now on! So he made a third wish, saying: 'My family lives in a small fishing village by the sea of the abyss, but I am a landlubber and I have not learned to play since I was a child, and my third wish is that I can swim.' The god of war nodded and said, 'Yes.' Then the god of war turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared. ”

"Disappeared?" Bai Qianyu was a little surprised: "This story is finished?"

"That's it. The peddler was very sure.

"But you haven't told us what happened to the officer's father?" Clover snapped.

"His father has become a tortoise!" said the peddler, solemnly.

Before a few of them could react, he held his stomach and laughed first, as if the story he told was very funny.

"You mean," Bai Qianyu pondered, "The god of war in this copper kettle has fulfilled the three wishes of this officer's father, to be immortal, invulnerable, and able to swim, and finally this officer's father will become a turtle?"

"Not really, hahaha!" the peddler laughed again, clutching his stomach.

"Then, what about this god of war?" Bai Qianyu asked.

"The god of war fulfilled his three wishes, then left the copper kettle and left!" The peddler said seriously: "So this declining officer sold me this copper kettle that no longer has the god of war, a thousand-year-old copper kettle without the god of war, so it only sells a hundred spirit stones!"

After the peddler finished speaking, he looked at the two people and a grass in front of him: "Don't you think this story is funny?"

"It's funny. Bai Qianyu and Shamrock replied.

"Then why don't you laugh?" the peddler glared at them.

"Hahaha!" Bai Qianyu and Clover laughed a few times, and Clover said, "Your joke is a little cold." ”