The forced cultivator finally realized that he was a little out of shape, and he hurriedly took two steps back, put that smirk on his face again, and said:

"I won't offer the price first, brother, you can afford it, how much can you give if you really want to buy it, you see that the workmanship of this sword is really not bad......"

I held my chin in my hand and began to think, thinking that it is not easy to meet a real money sword in a place like the night market, most of the money on the market are fakes, because the material of the copper coins on many money swords is not pure copper, so it does not exert much power, but this sword I am sure, looking at it exudes a faint golden luster (of course, this golden luster is not visible to normal people), I conclude that it is a genuine product.

Thinking of this, I still didn't plan to give the boss a high price, I stretched out three fingers and said:

"I'll give you another thirty dollars, and you'll see if you can sell it for eighty."

The boss showed a cannibalistic expression again, he just wanted to say something, but I ignored him, and turned around and walked to the side......

The boss probably sensed the duck in his mouth about to run, and hurriedly shouted:

"Oh, brother, don't be in a hurry to go, brother, I'm joking with you, let's negotiate the price, you come over first."

Hearing this boss say this, the corners of my mouth hooked a subtle arc, I touched my nose, and walked back to the stall and said:

"Can you sell it for eighty bucks??"

The boss seemed to weigh something in his heart, and finally he slapped the three-wheeled lane on the side:

"I won't grind with you, let's pay a price of one hundred and five!"

"Ouch fuck!" I directly burst into a foul language, and this stupid B boss suddenly got nervous and scared me a lot!

The corners of my mouth twitched and said:

"A hundred bucks!"

"One Hundred and Twelve ......"

"One hundred and one!"

"One hundred and fifteen."

"One Hundred and Seven Pieces and Five ......"

……………………

After a fierce verbal battle with this fat-headed, big-eared boss, I finally won the money sword one hundred and seven.

At this time, the boss looked at me with his hands and said, "Little brother, you are the most difficult customer I have encountered since my debut to sell things, I accept it!" ”

I thought to myself, go to his father and get a basket, I don't even take care of this profiteer, thinking that if you don't make money, you can sell it!?

Putting the money sword in my backpack, I continued to wander around the night market.

At this time, I was still in a difficult situation, knowing that I didn't have much money on me, which cost a lot of money......

I have to say that I really have a lot of magic weapons in my hand, such as the Cold Light Blue Moon Sword, the Soul Hook Lock, the Soul Shock Whip, the Money Sword, the Copper Coin Sword and the Dao Ruler given to me by Li Huaxiang, these things are all my treasures.

Before I knew it, it was 9:25 in the evening, and I yawned and walked towards Aunt Crasher's stall.

I went back to my aunt's stall and found that my aunt was packing up her things and preparing to close the stall.

After about ten minutes, the stall was cleaned up, and she pushed the tricycle in front, and I followed behind, pulling my phone while observing the situation.

Soon we were out of the night market, and at this time, there were hardly any pedestrians in the neighborhoods, and we came to a small alley, and I clearly heard a sound of footsteps behind me......

I smiled and thought to myself.

I turned my head sharply, and saw a male ghost about twenty-four or five years old floating behind us, this male ghost was wearing a suit and trousers, and a pair of shiny leather shoes on his feet, but his neck was a blur of flesh and blood...... Fortunately, I have seen countless ghosts since I was born, so I looked at this ghost with no surprise and found that the yin qi on its body was very weak, and it was obviously a new ghost.

I held the ruler in my hand, pointed at the ghost and whispered:

"You little ghost, why are you pestering this aunt!?"

As my throat fell, I saw that the ghost's original six gods and masterless eyes slowly regained its vitality, and it asked me in great surprise:

"Can you see me!?"

"Or else?"

I asked rhetorically.

The aunt in front of me was not calm when she saw me talking back to the air, and the aunt stumbled and asked:

"Child...... Son, what the hell is going on? You...... How do you talk to the air!? ”

I smiled indifferently, turned back to my aunt and said:

"Because I saw that ghost."

Hearing what I said, the aunt's haggard face became a little more pale, and she asked nervously:

"Huh? What kind of ghost is it, and why does it have to haunt me?? ”

I made a reassuring gesture to my aunt, "Auntie, don't worry, I'll help you ask about the specific situation." ”

I turned my head to the new ghost and asked:

"Why are you pestering this aunt, tell me quickly, what kind of grudge do you have between you!?"

Two lines of tears instantly flowed down the face of the male ghost:

"How could I have a vendetta against her, she...... She's my mom! ”