Through the Qiaoxi jurisdiction, Feng Zhiping broke up with Zheng Liang, and they talked happily on the short journey, and both of them felt a little sympathetic to each other when they separated.

Having made an appointment to meet the next day, he trotted all the way to Tongtian Pavilion, if he hadn't already walked nearby, he really wanted to go back to his small courtyard immediately and seize the time to cultivate.

When he exchanged words with Donkey's face, he said it easily, and only he knew how much pressure he really felt.

Zhang Quan is a real quasi-congenital, if he is not too old and his qualifications can't enter the eyes of the upper echelons, he should be an outer disciple.

I offended him so badly, in case that guy showed his face and ended up in person, Feng Zhiping felt urinated when he thought about it.

The period from this moment to tomorrow noon is very short for others, but it is enough for him to do a lot of things, and every extra point of strength before the start of the war will give him an extra point of certainty of victory, and he really doesn't want to use that trick anymore that can be called a wasteful trick.

Located near the mountain gate, the Tsutenkaku Pavilion in the outer mountain is a three-storey octagonal tower, and because it is mainly used by the disciples and miscellaneous servants of the outer gate, there are not many high-end goods.

The first floor is open to all, and the octagonal hall is divided into four areas, with daily necessities on the left and right of the door, a row of shelves full of bottles and cans on the left, and several display walls on the right side of the door, which are full of weapons.

The part that goes straight to the door is the smallest and cleanest, and the huge site is only a building leading to the upper floor, except for a counter.

Feng Zhiping was going to take a look and leave, but as soon as he entered the door, he couldn't move, staring at the display wall on the right side, and the long and short blades with excellent appearance made his mouth water.

Obediently, it is worthy of the point of Cangshan, there are not many high-end goods in the Tongtian Pavilion in the outer mountains, but the amount of ordinary goods is really a lot!

The number of these displayed alone is nearly a hundred, counting the ones that are not displayed, even if they are all human-level low-grade blades, the total price...

Feng Zhiping covered his heart.

On second thought, this is only the first floor, and if you count the two floors above, the total price...

If you can absorb it all...

"Phew, you are a dirt bun, you are still the son of the sword, shame on you!"

Secretly scolding himself, Feng Zhiping resisted the urge to rob and secretly glanced at the old man behind the counter.

The old man was not young, and his face was wrinkled, but his hair was all black, and the texture of the black water was even more slippery than that of many young people.

Sitting alone behind the counter, he seemed to be dozing off with his eyes closed, and no one on the entire first floor looked at him except him, but no one dared to make a mistake, even if he only took a piece of straw paper, he would consciously pay enough money or merit points on the counter, and no one needed to say how much he should give.

This dignity, such an aura, isn't it the hidden master often said in the play?

Before coming, Zhou Xiadong also told him several times not to make a mistake in Tongtian Pavilion, and when he saw this old man at this moment, he thought it was true.

First ran to the blade area to have a good time, looked at the "ownerless things" on the wall, and then peeked at the old man, Feng Zhiping's index finger moved, full of entanglement.

"I'll just poke it, and then suck it up a little bit, I shouldn't be able to see it, right?"

"Surely you can't see it! Whoever buys a blade doesn't try it first, how can there be anything that no one can touch!"

"Yes, just touch it, it's very small!"

Greed took over, and finally glanced at the counter, Feng Zhiping stretched out a finger and clicked, and then quickly shrank back.

Pretending to be calm, he pretended to look at the counter casually, but there was no movement, and his heart was slightly relaxed.

"Probably asleep. ”

muttered in his heart, stretched out his finger again and pressed it gently, waited for a moment and no one paid attention, his heart was happy, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

It's too appropriate to be a thief with a weak heart, who doesn't take down the blades around him to act, and some idle places are small and take them to the door to practice, and they are born with "stunts", and they don't do anything to be timid, and they are suspicious.

After figuring it out, Feng Zhiping directly took off the knife in front of him, wiped his fingertips across the edge of the blade and tried to sharpen it, and then waved it twice and checked the weight, and at the end of the internal force, he spit it out lightly, and the information of the treasure knife came to mind.

It's nothing special, an ordinary human-level low-grade steel knife, the aura concentration is barely medium in the same level, but it looks good, and the workmanship is much better than many wild shops on the market.

Yu Guang glanced left and right, confirmed that no one was paying attention, took a light breath and slowly injected internal force, the blade did not change, but a wave of warmth returned to his fingers, Feng Zhiping grinned excitedly, and then a smile froze on his face.

"What are you doing?"

The voice came almost against the back of his head, and he turned around in shock, only to see that the old man who was still dozing behind the counter did not know when he was standing behind him, and the old eyes that were not sleepy were extremely deep, far less terrifying than Su Ji, but still made people dare not look directly.

"I, I'll try, I'll try. Feng Zhiping stammered.

The old man didn't speak, took the knife and looked at it for a moment, then looked at Feng Zhiping, and then asked, "Just trying the knife?"

"Of course!"

Taking advantage of a moment of respite to settle down, Feng Zhiping nodded vigorously and asked rhetorically, "Why, isn't the knife here allowed to be tried?"

"Let is let, just..."

"Just what?"

The old man frowned, pondered for a moment and said, "It's nothing, the knife can be tried, what do you think of this knife after trying it just now?"

"It's ok. Feng Zhiping said vaguely, seeing the old man's expression of waiting for the following, he reluctantly added, "The length and weight are good, but the grade is lower, which is not suitable for me." ”

"Try this. Picking up a knife from the display wall behind him and handing it over, the old man said, "Horizontal knife, the knife is four feet seven long, made of a hundred wrought iron fines mixed with ink steel, human-grade medium grade, it is a little longer for you, but you are still growing tall, you should be able to use it in two years, and the most important thing is that the price is cheap, as long as two thousand eight hundred taels of silver, or two hundred merit points." ”

Feng Zhiping nodded, silently pretending to look at the knife.

The old man saw that he didn't try his hand, and his eyes flashed: "Why don't you try it?" I don't think it's wide here, you can try it at the door, don't take it down the steps." ”

Damn, this old man really noticed something!

His heart was tight, Feng Zhiping did not change his color, and said gratefully: "Senior, you are so good, I don't have to go out, just do it here." ”

Single-handed knife slashed twice, and then changed to hold a few stabs with both hands, during which the internal force was secretly collected at a touch, and the information of the knife was unobstructed.

The old man didn't lie, the main material and grade are right, and the price is indeed very low if it is exchanged for merit points, but Feng Zhiping is not interested, this knife is indeed too long, the blade is the height of his chest, plus the handle of the knife, almost at eye level.

Besides, it's useless to like it, he doesn't have the money to buy it.

"Why, don't like it? Look at this. ”

The old man was about to stretch out his hand again, but Feng Zhiping hurriedly waved his hand to stop: "Senior, don't bother, I'm just looking, I don't want to buy anything, I'm here to check the merit points." ”

In addition to the merit points, you will be notified every time you pay your salary, and if you want to check the rest of the time, you have to come to Tongtian Pavilion, or make your own account book.

The old man nodded, he was not angry or looked down, there were too many people who came here to see and not buy, and even if some people wanted to buy, they would toss and turn several times before making up their minds.

"Follow me. ”

Returning to the counter, motioning to wait outside the cabinet, the old man returned to the inside and dragged out a large box from under the counter, lowered his head and asked, "Name, affiliation." ”

"Feng Buping, Qiaodong, Luhu District, Zhou Xiadong is my team leader. ”

"Oh, Xiao Zhou's people, wait, I'll see, Egret Lake, Egret Lake..."

Pulling out a thick account book and placing it on the table, the old man quickly turned the pages and found his place in a short time.

"Here, well, I'll take a look, Feng Buping, you just came to check the merit points less than a month ago, are you sincere... Huh?"

Suddenly looked up at the young man, and then suddenly looked down at the account book, and so on several times, Feng Zhiping was very worried that he would not make himself a brain congestion.

"You, you, what did you do?!" Finally, his head was set, and he looked at the boy as if he were looking at a monster.

Feng Zhiping was mentally prepared, and scratched his head: "I was ignorant when I first came, I made a little mistake, and I came here today to find out how many merit points I was punished." ”

"Small, wrong, wrong?"

After a word, still gritting his teeth, the old man simply pushed the account book.

"See for yourself!"

Is there more than you think?

Feng Zhiping lowered his head in wonder, stared at it, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.

"What? 10,000? Crazy, right? Who the hell wrote this, right?"

"That's right, that's the number. ”

Closing the account book, the old man said with a complicated expression: "Boy, you are amazing, the old man has been here for decades, and it is rare to have nothing at all, and you are the only one who has deducted 10,000 points! What did you do? Which house did you order, or which treasury did you steal?"

Don't blame the old man for exaggerating, 10,000 merit points are converted into silver is 100,000 taels, if you count it according to burning the house, don't you have to talk about the number of pieces?

Feng Zhiping wanted to cry, covering his heart and his face was purple, he knew that he wouldn't come to check if he didn't come to check, wouldn't it be happy to find himself on the pole!

It must be Ma Shangyan!

No, it's not just the dead fish eye, but also his master, Old Man Wu, that old guy is definitely the mastermind!

Who heard that a dozen people injured in a fight would cost 100,000 taels of silver?

Not to mention that it's just a flesh wound, even if someone dies, the compensation will not cost one-tenth, so they are all relatives of the emperor!

Conspiracy!

Absolute conspiracy!

Old Ghost Wu, you really want to force the young master to death!

hurriedly retreated, Feng Zhi ran out of Tongtian Pavilion like a flat wind, and desperately wanted to go back to his small courtyard to "heal".

He swore that he would not come to this hellish place in the future.

What a Tsutenkaku, the whole Sad Pavilion!

"Interesting little guy. After he left, the old man touched his chin and muttered.

Thinking of the fluctuation that caught his attention, he got up and came to the knife again, took off the knife and looked at it carefully, and from time to time he closed his eyes to sense something, and opened his eyes in confusion for a long time.

"It's really fine, is it really my delusion?"