"Fat man", thank you! I'll pay you back when I go back.

Xiao Muchen's words are from the heart, and he doesn't care if he has money or not, although he can't afford it.

Wang Fugui waved his hand: No, this is your reward, I said it, I will pay what I should pay, although this money is nothing to me.

Xiao Muchen secretly wrote down, he is not the kind of person who knows good things and does not remember, holding the relics left by the master, secretly hurt, some time ago, the demeanor of a silver gun is still waving in front of him, that sassy and heroic, I have not forgotten it for a long time.

The boss saw that people were leaving, and he could see that Xiao Muchen's eyes on this silver gun were not ordinary, and he played with his teeth, and the weapon inevitably touched him, and took out a piece of clothing from the container.

"Wait", trotted over and handed Xiao Muchen a piece of clothing, this is a set, since you recognize this gun, you must also know this dress, today I will be a good person and give you this dress for free.

Naturally, I recognized it, this is Yang Zihuo's windbreaker, took it with both hands, and expressed respect, this is also a relic of the master, and bowed deeply "Thank you boss"!

It seems that there are still the majority of good people in this world, and the boss rarely does good deeds, but this thank you makes him very happy.

"It's okay", this gun and clothes tell you the truth, no one has asked for a long time, and I also gave it to the person who deserves him, anyway, I put it here and put it, I just thought it was a favor.

After taking it, Xiao Muchen put his backhand on his body, and the feeling was like Yang Zihuo standing beside him, and there was a trace of hallucination.

It's like Yang Zihuo appeared in front of him this time, and said to him with a smile: Apprentice, how did the Yang family gun learn?

Inadvertently reached out to touch it, and whispered: "Master", don't worry, the Yang family's marksmanship, I will definitely carry it forward.

These actions made Wang Fugui and Chen Wei puzzled, before they met Xiao Muchen, they should have experienced some things they didn't know, and they didn't bother too much.

The silver spear in Xiao Muchen's hand was horizontal in his hand, spun twice in mid-air, and stood behind him, this feeling was like Yang Zihuo possessing his body.

Chen Wei wiped his eyes, thinking that he was hallucinating, at that moment, he felt that Xiao Muchen had changed into a person, but it was only for a moment, and the shadow had disappeared.

Xiao Muchen smiled: Let's go! Go where you want to go.

Wang Fugui saw that people came out, and said with a smile: There is just a place to take you to, and I want to pay Chen Wei before that, look at Chen Wei, what do you want?

Chen Wei didn't want to be happier, the door shield that the master gave him obviously focused on defensive attacks and was far from enough, just my almost some handy weapons, looking at Xiao Muchen's sassy and heroic posture, since he chose a gun, then he had to choose one.

Looking around, fascinated by a long sword, the three of them looked at it in unison.

I saw a young man in white sitting leisurely on a stall, very strange, dressed a little differently from other people, and the whole stall, only that sword.

The blade of the sword is very plain, similar to the normal one hundred and eighty yuan swords, and even the scabbard is still a little rusty.

Wang Fugui asked uncertainly: Are you sure you want that sword?

Chen Wei was puzzled, is there any problem? I just want a weapon that is handy, and the rest doesn't matter, and I think that sword is familiar, and there is a familiar feeling, anyway, as long as it can be used, I won't pick it.

Chen Wei thought in his heart, one or two thousand yuan is enough, and he doesn't dare to ask for it if it's expensive, this is already a lot of money for him, it seems that the sword shouldn't be very expensive, so let's use it first.

Wang Fugui led a few people over and discussed the matter of bargaining, it is still the most suitable to let a special businessman come, Xiao Muchen is too tender, and he can't trick those people at all.

"Boss", isn't this ghost market not allowing others to set up stalls? Why do you seem to be still looking leisurely? Aren't you afraid that the people in the ghost market will come to coax you away?

The man in white raised his head attracted by the voice and looked at the speaker: Hehe, I'm just selling something, what's the crime?

Wang Fugui didn't cut this person, after all, he seemed to be an ignorant young man, but he didn't expect it to be quite rampant.

Just as he was about to ask Chen Wei about the sword he had taken a fancy to, Wang Fugui saw a group of people, who were patrols in the black market, and these people were equivalent to the city management outside.

Wang Fugui stopped asking, hugged his arms and looked at the young man in white with a smile, to see if he could be so rampant later.

After waiting for a long time, still safe and sound, the patrol soldier had already gone away, and he would not take care of the man in white in the future, Wang Fugui saw this scene and concluded that this person was not an ordinary person.

Everyone knows that this ghost market only allows people inside, and people outside want to set up this stall, which requires a high commission, and they also have to provide proof of identity, which is difficult for ordinary people to meet the requirements, and the gains outweigh the losses, so no one wants to sell things in this kind of place.

The most important thing is that there are people in the ghost market, and ordinary people dare not provoke them, even if they are from big families, so there is no forced stall.

But looking at the meaning of those patrolmen just now, they didn't plan to take care of this goods at all.

This is strange, no matter how you look at this person, he is just an ordinary ordinary person, how could Wang Fugui, who is as wise as a torch, be blinded by this line, hehe smiled.

That one... May I ask: How do you sell this sword?

"Not for sale", when Wang Fugui asked this question, the man replied happily, and Wang Fugui was speechless.

Pointing at the man in white and shouting: "Hey", you said that you are a person, I sincerely buy a sword, but you say that you don't sell it, so what are you putting here?

The man was expressionless, picked up the only sword on the stall, and measured it: It's not that I don't sell it, I only sell it to the person I like, and if I don't like it, even if it's ten thousand taels of gold, I won't sell it.

After saying this, Wang Fugui couldn't help it at all, what did he buy to be so angry, it seemed that he was sincere, pointing at the young man and speechless, he turned around and hugged Xiao Muchen and the two of them to leave.

Xiao Muchen blocked Wang Fugui and patted him on the shoulder, which was very interesting, aroused interest, and Chen Wei was also interested.

The two of them have a very tacit understanding and walked up together, this ghost city is really a gathering of strange people and strange things, or it is strange.

As soon as he walked over, he saw the sword in the man's hand "bright" with a sword sound, making a crisp sound, leaking a trace of cold light, which made Chen Wei frightened and loved it even more, as far as anyone who didn't know the sword could see, although the scabbard was worn, the sword inside was indeed a good sword.

"Boss", can you give our brothers this sword?

The man's eyes narrowed, he looked at the two people in front of him, thought about it, handed the sword in his hand to Chen Wei, did not give it to Xiao Muchen, and even said that he didn't look at him directly, he was indeed a strange person.

Chen Wei couldn't wait to take the broken sword, Xiao Muchen's outstretched hand was embarrassed, this Sun thief is very annoying.

After Chen Wei got the broken sword, he couldn't put it down, it was like getting a treasure, and he was so good to lift it.

A smile leaked from the man's face: I see that this brother Tai loves this sword very much, if you like it, pull it out and take a look.

Chen Wei looked at the boss suspiciously, and pointed to himself: Can I pull it out and take a look?

The man nodded: "Feel free"!

Chen Wei prefers "Qiang" in his heart!!!

A crisp sound of unsheathing attracted people nearby, and Xiao Muchen and Wang Fugui were also shocked, and within a broken sheath, there was actually a divine weapon hidden.

I saw that after the sword was unsheathed, the sound of the sword continued for a long time, even those who didn't understand it understood in their hearts that this sword was not ordinary, and soon the people around put down the things in their hands and surrounded them, looking at the sword in Chen Wei's hand, with a longing look in their eyes.

The cold light of the sword body is exposed, the sword qi reverberates, and the power is broken, and there is a sword out, which means that it is withered through the ages.

Chen Wei tried to pour his true qi into the sword body, but he didn't expect it to be very simple, there was sword qi slashing around him occasionally, and scratches appeared on the ground in some places and in some open spaces.

The man was relieved by this simple scene, stood up and laughed: Brother, do you like it?

Chen Wei's eyes were attracted by this sword, and this question was like asking his soul back, knowing that he was rude, he quickly closed the sword back.

Like. I like it very much! Boss, can you sell me this sword?

The man opened his eyes and spoke, and Chen Wei's words made the onlookers react, wouldn't it be better to buy it home and appreciate it?

They asked: Boss, how do you sell the sword? Hey, hey, I came first, what are you doing, don't listen to him, boss, you tell me, I will pay double the price, I will pay three, five times...

There was an endless stream of price raisers, Chen Wei felt inferior, where did he buy such good things, walked forward, and handed it to the stall owner under the gaze of everyone.

The boss did not rush to deal with those high bidders, but asked Chen Wei suspiciously: Brother Tai, don't you like it?

Chen Wei nodded, and shook his head violently: It's not that I don't like it, it's that I can't afford it, or forget it, you sell it to them, those people seem to be more sincere than me.

"Farewell", I won't bother you to do business!

Chen Wei is not a person who is forced, as soon as he turned around, the man behind him smiled and asked: Since you like it, why don't you take it?

Chen Wei didn't understand the meaning of the words, turned his head and asked: What does the boss mean?

The young man laughed: This sword was originally looking for someone destined to leak its edge, if you like it from the bottom of your heart, why don't I give it to you?

Xiao Muchen patted his ear and asked uncertainly: What are you talking about, I didn't hear it clearly just now!

The man smiled, it seems that you have a good character, if you like this sword, I will give it to you, can you?

Chen Wei patted his head, trying to determine if this was a dream, if he wanted to say whether he liked it or not, then he didn't need to say it?

Hurriedly stepped forward to take the extremely sharp long sword, and measured it in his hand, the onlookers were surprised, what do you mean?

It's chaotic, and that's it for him? The boss is crazy, and there are still people who don't give up and pester men, boss, what do you mean? Look down on us?

And so on, but no matter what he said or called it, the young man naturally packed up his things, and said in a deep voice: "The things have been sold, and if you want to sell them, please go elsewhere."

I'm not selling for money, but... "Fate"!

Later, no matter what others say, the boss doesn't reply. There were even some people who didn't give up and asked Chen Wei tentatively: Brother, do you sell this sword? I will pay 100,000 yuan.

Chen Wei was like holding his son, shaking his head desperately, but he didn't sell it.

The boss was about to go away, Chen Wei bowed deeply "Thank you"!

The man laughed, did not look back, and said as he walked: The name of this sword is "Wentian", since he chose you as the master, please treat him well, after saying these words, the gods chattered and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Leave two sentences: Ask the sky to cut the red dust with a sword, and the pure heart can break the sky!

After the people left, the onlookers saw that there was no hope, so they evacuated, knowing that there was no point in fighting, and there has always been a rule in the ghost market, no matter how good things are, you want it.

As long as it is in the hands of other guests, it is someone else's, no matter what the reason, that is to say, the shot is clear, and it cannot be fought for by any means, the most important thing is that even if you buy something from the ghost market and go out.

There are still people who will protect you, before this thing disappears, or before it is scrapped, otherwise as long as there is a scramble, there will be people in the ghost market, although it is not known how they know their whereabouts.

As long as you are convicted of stealing and killing, you will be hunted down and killed for the rest of your life, so this is also the reason why people can trust since the existence of the ghost market.

Nothing else, just because buy something here, rest assured!