The fog lifted, leaving the two men half-crouched on the ground, gasping for breath, and the stone slabs under their feet were shattered.

The two generals don't seem to be in very good shape, so the two seem to be fighting equally, but Li Ping knows in his heart that he is still not as good as Zhang Xiu, the hundred birds and the phoenix spear are famous for their agility, and the simple competition strength is not its strong point, although it is also comparable to itself, if it just relies on its agility and wanders to attack, I am afraid that it will be defeated long ago.

"General Zhang, concede!"

Li Ping got up and walked towards Zhang Xiu, the spear changed to his left hand, and stretched out his right hand to pull it up, Zhang Xiu also stretched out his right hand to grab it with shame.

"Hahahaha......"

The two got up and faced each other, both looked at each other and smiled, Zhao Jin watched the performance of the two people from a distance, and his heart was also happy, after this battle, the two generals accepted each other, otherwise they would call out the two future in the future, and their own family would start infighting first, then Zhao Jin would be embarrassed.

"Are you two happy?"

Zhao Jin walked to the two of them and looked at the two generals.

"My lord, General Li and I are also familiar at first sight."

Both generals bent over and clenched their fists, very respectfully.

"Okay, there's a stone slab in the backyard, you two fix the broken ground."

After speaking, Zhao Jin floated away, and Zhang Xiu was stunned.

"Let's go, it's time to get to work!"

Li Ping patted Zhang Xiu and woke him up, and the two looked at each other, and they both laughed, and the laughter was even stronger than just now.

"Hahahahaha!!!!!ha

Zhao Jin, who entered the room, heard this laughter, and the corners of his mouth also turned upward.

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Zhao Jin opened his eyes and found that he was standing in a street like an ancient town at this time, surrounded by a bunch of people setting up stalls, their whole bodies were shrouded in black robes, and they couldn't see their bodies and appearances clearly.

"Where am I? What is this place? Why am I here? ”

Zhao Jinqiang calmed down, and although he had many doubts in his heart, he continued to observe his surroundings, trying to find any clues to determine his location.

Suddenly, Zhao Jin felt that something seemed to be attracting him in front of him, and his body was so uncontrollably moving forward automatically.

The so-called "what comes is safe", since you can't resist, then enjoy it.

Zhao Jin couldn't control the pace of his progress, and could only focus on his surroundings.

"Is this an antique street?"

The doors of the surrounding houses were all closed, but the roads were lined with small stalls, and the people around him could not see clearly, nor could they see the objects on the ground, as if something was hindering him from seeing them.

With all his might, he could only see the general style of individual objects sporadically, and he was even more sure that this was an unknown antique street.

Suddenly, he stopped, his body stopped, to be precise, and he didn't know what "he" was going to do.

Then his eyes flickered, and a figure appeared from his right side, and Zhao Jin fixed his eyes to see that he could see this person clearly.

Wearing a small crown, a cyan dress, and a simple sword pinned to his waist, compared to meticulous dressing, his appearance is relatively ordinary, in the eyes of Zhao Jin, who is used to seeing high-value people, this person is indeed ordinary, and he can barely recognize it when he is stuck in the crowd.

Not to mention that compared to Zhao Jin, who is a school grass, even compared to Zhang Xiu, it is also a lot worse.

It's just that the gentle and elegant temperament of this person is a good plus, this temperament is something that others can't learn, in terms of temperament, it seems that even Dong Ping, who is a "heroic two-gun general, a merry marquis" under Uncle Song, is a little worse.

But none of this matters, after all, one of the greatest philosophers of mankind, Nicholas Zhao Si, once said: "It doesn't matter what a man looks like, what matters is temperament." ”

What attracted Zhao Jin the most was a cyan jade pendant hanging from the other party's waist, the jade pendant was only half the size of a palm, curved upward, it seemed to be the image of a carp, and it looked quite ordinary.

Because it was covered by a cloak and close to the same color as the robe, it was really impossible to notice that there was a jade pendant without looking closely.

"Strange, why am I interested in that jade pendant?"

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Zhao Jin continued to quietly wait for the development of the situation.

This ordinary handsome guy who is as warm as jade just looked at Zhao Jin quietly, without saying a word, Zhao Jin was also speechless, you are talking, why do you keep looking at me? Haven't you seen a handsome guy?

Suddenly, the face of the person in front of him changed, and he stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Jin and dragged him behind him.

Turning around, Zhao Jin saw a black figure stabbing over with a dagger, because of the change of position of the person with the jade pendant, the sneak attacker did not stab him, but stabbed the person with the jade pendant.

Zhao Jin just watched as the sharp blade with purple poisonous light pierced into everyone's bodies.

"No !!!!"

"Huh~~Huh~~Huh~~Huh~~Huh~~~~"

Zhao Jin suddenly sat up in shock, dressed in a rough mouth, and looked at the surrounding environment, or his own room.

"It turned out to be a dream."

With a long sigh of relief again, Zhao Jin found that his sheets had been soaked with cold sweat before he knew it.

"A dream, a new dream that is different from the previous one."

Zhao Jin is indeed sick, and he is not lightly ill.

Since he was a child, Zhao Jin has been having several identical dreams from time to time, and these dreams are so similar to reality, and he also met his first soul Li Ping because of a previous dream.

I have seen this disease with many people, and even the old man of his own family has no way to completely solve it, but the old man has a better mentality, and told him that this is a talent of his, and it is also a curse, this is all fate, and if you can't resist, you can accept it.

In recent years, Zhao Jin has often dreamed of being in an ancient tomb, but he didn't expect to have a new dream this time.

"Who is that person? Why would he block the knife for me? Ah, why can't I remember what he looked like? ”

Zhao Jin had a headache and covered his head with both hands.

"It seems that somewhere in an antique street, there is a piece of cyan jade pendant, and the shape is ...... A carp ......"

"Forget it, I don't want to, I'll dream about it again anyway."

Zhao Jin shook his head, didn't care about anything, and fell asleep, the sky and the earth are big, and the sleep is the biggest, anyway, when he wakes up the next day, the earth star will not explode.

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Early the next morning, Zhao Jin got up to practice as usual, he originally wanted to check some information to see if he could find some information related to the person wearing the jade pendant in the dream, but he had forgotten the person's appearance, and he didn't know where to start, the only thing that could still have some impression was the jade pendant, oh yes, and it seemed to be an antique street or something.

I decided to go to the antique street in the afternoon to find some inspiration, and the sky was very dark in my dream, and it seemed to be night?

As soon as he entered this Mingde Old Street, Zhao Jin knew that he was dizzy by this dream, and this person who often dreamed was actually taken by this sudden dream, Zhao Jin couldn't help laughing at himself.

Although this old street of Mingde and the street in the dream are both antique streets, there is a clear difference.

The last time I came to vomit was early in the morning, and there were no people, but now this point is full of people, and all the vendors have begun to shout, which is completely different from the silence of the vendors in the dream, and besides, the vendors here are not wearing black robes.

Wait, the one in the black robe? Could it be a black market?

Zhao Jin patted his head, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, it was not an antique street, it was a black market, but where did the black market use ancient buildings? No, there are too many antique buildings, and you will have to see it more clearly next time to be sure.

Zhao Jin lowered his head and rubbed his chin, thinking as he walked, completely ignoring the pedestrians on the road.

"Oops!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got distracted and accidentally bumped into you."

Zhao Jin bumped into the person in front of him, but fortunately, the other party was tall and was not knocked down, and Zhao Jin hurriedly apologized.

"Brother Zhao, we meet again, what are you thinking? You can bump into someone my size standing here? ”

Zhao Jin, who lowered his head, heard this familiar voice, his troubled thoughts were interrupted at once, he woke up, and looked up.

A familiar navy blue linen practice uniform, a pair of palms like works of art, and then looking up, a warm and resolute face, who is Mu Qianshan, who is not the "demon slaying hand"?

"Brother Mu, long time no see!"

Zhao Jin hugged his fist and saluted him politely.

"Haha, it's been a long time, you're here...?"

"Oh, I'm here to walk around, you're here to Taobao?"

"Hey, isn't this another job, let's buy something to prepare."

As soon as he heard this, Zhao Jin's eyes lit up, and his mind became lively.

"Brother Mu, the materials here are limited, why don't you go to a place where there are good things to trade?"

Mu Qianshan was also able to understand at once where Zhao Jin was talking about, and he understood people.

"It's not that you don't know, that place is open a little in half a month, and a big in a month, and I have to come here in a hurry."

"Oh, oh, that's it. Brother Mu, that's the case, I also have something to buy, do you know where there is still that kind of transaction? ”

Hearing this, Mu Qianshan frowned.

"Brother Zhao, you should know, that kind of place is not open if anyone wants to, as far as I know, there is only one ghost market in Xinhai City."

Hearing this, looking at this Mu Qianshan's expression did not seem to be fake, although he knew that he did not have any hope, but Zhao Jin couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, sure enough, it was somewhere else.

"Okay, then Brother Mu, you are busy first, and then remember to call me if you have any other work!"

After that, Zhao Jin was about to say goodbye and leave, but who knew that Mu Qianshan turned his eyes and stopped Zhao Jin.