Walking to the east of the city, the shouts of the vendors and the smell of the food along the way make the market town more down-to-earth than in the mountains.

Walking side by side with Tang Caiwei, Wang Dazhui passed by the bustling crowd of people coming and going, experiencing this long-lost feeling, and his heart was peaceful.

As he walked, Wang Dazhui suddenly found that Tang Caiwei beside him was gone, and when he looked back, he found that the latter was standing in front of a stall, looking at the cheap jewelry sold on it with interest.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Wang Dazhui walked over and found Tang Caiwei holding a pair of sterling silver earrings with her hand, smiling like a flower.

"How's that? Will I look good wearing this?"

Tang Caiwei was like a little girl at this time, and asked Wang Dazhui with excitement on her face.

"It's good-looking!" Wang Dazhui nodded subconsciously, and then pouted again: "Are you stupid, with your identity, you are not ashamed to wear such a cheek decoration?"

"You have to take care of it!"

Angered by Wang Da Hammer's words, Tang Caiwei angrily put down the pair of sterling silver earrings, turned around and walked away in a huff.

"This little brother, aren't you bad for my business?"

Seeing that Tang Caiwei was gone, the owner of the stall glanced at Wang Dazhui with some anger, and muttered in a low voice: "It's really nosy." ”

"I want this pair of sterling silver earrings. Taking out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, Wang Da Hammer took the pair of sterling silver earrings that Tang Caiwei had taken a fancy to in his arms in the hawker's eager smile, and then walked towards Tang Caiwei.

"Report! Wang Dazhui has left to listen to the Snow Sword Sect. ”

In a hidden courtyard, the old scavenger was sitting upright in the courtyard, looking up at the dappled light and shadow cast from the dense branches and leaves of the big tree, and was silent for a long time.

Hearing this, his face paused slightly, and he slowly opened his mouth, and the sound in his throat was as dry as a rotten dead tree.

"Where?"

Swept away by his gaze, the young man who came in to report trembled, as if under tremendous pressure, and bowed his head and said respectfully: "It's in the city, from the market to the east of the city." ”

"Oh?"

The old man's eyes flashed, and he didn't see any movement, but the whole person suddenly floated up from the chair. And with his movements, a gust of wind suddenly set off in the small courtyard, rolling up the fallen leaves in the sky.

"Ahem, why are you going so fast? ”

It's still early now, Wang Dazhui and Tang Caiwei have come to the east of the city, where many craftsmen who do their own work gather here every day to recruit workers, and it is said that the craftsmanship is quite good.

"Recruit someone to listen to the Snow Sword Sect repair the courtyard, the price is negotiable, if you are willing to go, stand up!"

Tang Caiwei disliked the strong masculine atmosphere formed by the group of craftsmen getting together, so only Wang Dazhui stepped forward to question.

"My lord, do you work for the Snow Sword Sect?"

As soon as they heard that they were going to listen to the Snow Sword Sect, these craftsmen were still a little excited, and they were able to have the opportunity to serve this kind of snake-like general force, not to mention that the treatment was definitely not bad, even when they bragged with their peers in the future, it was also a pretty good talking point.

"Hmm. Wang Dazhui nodded and said, "The treatment is preferential, and you want to come as soon as possible!"

As soon as he heard this, many craftsmen immediately stood up, and more people gathered from the side.

Seeing this situation, Wang Dazhui estimated that after touching enough people, he immediately stopped, and waved his hand again and again: "Okay, that's all, let's go back to the rest!"

These little craftsmen are all people who are begging for a living in the lower strata of society, so how can they dare to refute the words of a disciple of a big sect like Wang Dazhui?

So the selected craftsmen were overjoyed and happy, as if they had instantly stepped into the pinnacle of their careers, and those who came late sighed one by one, only hating their parents for missing two legs, so they didn't catch up.

And just as Wang Dazhui was about to return to Tingxue Sword Sect with the craftsmen and repair the courtyard non-stop, suddenly, a young figure suddenly came from a distance.

"Wait a minute!!"

Hearing this energetic voice, Wang Dazhui turned around in some shock, and saw a young man who was not much different from him rushing in front of him, and asked with a sunny face: "That, may I ask, are you a disciple of the Snow Sword Sect?"

"Hmm. ”

Wang Dazhui nodded subconsciously.

Then the boy went on to ask, "You want to recruit people to do things, I want to go too!"

"Well, we've got enough of them, though. Wang Dazhui looked at him strangely, shook his head and refused.

"Is that enough?" Hearing his words, a disappointed expression appeared on the young man's face, and then he asked again, "That, Wang Dazhui is a disciple of the Snow Sword Sect, right?"

"yes!"

Wang Dazhui was very curious in his heart, he was sure that he didn't know this boy at all, why would this kid be so interested in him?

"Then I must go!"

Excitedly responding, the young man suddenly pulled a craftsman from the crowd next to him, and then whispered to the two of them.

After a while, the craftsman who had been selected came over and said apologetically that he didn't do it, and was willing to give the opportunity to the young man.

"You...... At such a young age, is it good at craft?"

Wang Dazhui was a little strange about what kind of tricks this young man had used, but looking at the latter's appearance that was almost as young as himself, he was still a little suspicious.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'm alive!"

The young man patted his chest confidently and assured Wang Da Hammer.

"Okay, let's go together. ”

Wang Dazhui didn't think much about it, he didn't feel the slightest breath of true qi running from this young man's body, in this way, except that the other party was an ordinary person, that is, this young man's cultivation was far more than him, and then in connection with the young man's age, Wang Dazhui naturally ruled out the latter situation.

With a group of about twenty people, Wang Dazhui walked to Tang Caiwei, who was waiting on the side, and said: "Hehe, there is no danger all the way, it seems that you have no chance to make a move today, Miss!"

There were no blind guys looking for trouble along the way, and Tang Caiwei's heart was also relieved. Tomorrow they will continue to challenge the fifth-ranked Lihuo Sect, whether it is herself or Wang Da Hammer in the disciple battle, they are the absolute main force, and no one can be injured.

Everything was ready, Wang Dazhui and Tang Caiwei led the craftsmen in the direction of leaving the city.

"I finally have the opportunity to get in with the Snow Sword Sect, Wang Da Hammer, Wang Da Hammer, I want to meet you and see what kind of person you are!"

Mixed in with the craftsmen, the boy's face showed a hint of coldness.

"Hehe, it's hard to get out of it, are you in such a hurry to go back?

Just as Wang Da Hammer and the others walked to the gate of the city and were about to leave the city, a vigorous laughter suddenly came from the sky, and then a masked man suddenly appeared on the city tower, and the terrifying aura made those city guards wearing battle armor dare not say much!

Tang Caiwei's face changed drastically, the sword of the show girl in her hand soared into the sky, and she said to Wang Dazhui beside her in a serious tone: "Oh no, the one who comes is also an eight-star martial artist!!"

Wang Dazhui felt the gaze locked on him, and touched the bridge of his nose with a wry smile, originally Tang Caiwei said that now he heard that the Snow Sword Sect was a master who wanted to beat his idea, he didn't take it seriously before, it seems that he is playing for real now!

PS: Ask for a recommended collection, a master has come, what should I do?