Summer noon in Nancheng is terrifyingly hot.

The heat wave poured over the reinforced concrete city, raging relentlessly.

There was not a hint of wind in the streets, and the weeping willows by the river hung down weakly, wheezing silently.

In this quasi-first-line city with a population of 15 million, people are like ants, sitting on various means of transportation and moving with difficulty, carrying heavy shackles, and struggling to survive.

"Four years of hairdressing, two years of home improvement, six springs, summers, autumns and winters, and I don't have a dime in savings, what have I done all these years!"

Tan Hao was a little desperate. I heard someone play the lottery before, and almost lost all my pants. forced to borrow money everywhere and owe a lot of debts.

Walking alone on the streets of Nancheng, I inexplicably feel abandoned by the world.

He followed the flow of people and walked slowly around the stalls on both sides of the street.

There are also many shops around, but there are also many who specialize in setting up a stall at the corner of the street to do business, most of the shops are teahouses, coffee houses and other businesses, as for the stalls, you can see everything.

"Do you want to become a generation of grandmasters, do the way for heaven, and uphold justice? Don't miss it when you walk by!"

Seeing that it was almost noon, Tan Hao shook his head, turned around, and was about to go back, but he was coldly pulled by his sleeve.

The old man who grabbed himself was thin and weak, his eyes were a little small, and he was almost invisible when he smiled.

I saw that he had such a divine palm, a six-vein divine sword, and other well-known martial arts mastery in this stall, and his appearance was not bad.

"You really have everything?"

"Of course. ”

"Is there a plum that? yes, you know..."

"This can be there. The uncle glanced at Tan Hao, rummaged around under the stall, and really asked him to take out a copy.

This is really .....

"How much?"

"Five fast five".

Five dollars five! You sell five dollars and five dollars for a small broken book! What kind of stall do you always set up, robbing a bank is more suitable for you!

won the fragrant car tender mold, and lost the prison work.

"Three pieces. Sell, I'll take it, don't sell it. ”

"Take it, take it. The young man is quite good at business. ”

You're going to leave at every turn, how can I bargain with you.

"Uncle, if you don't give me that sword scripture, you can see that it is almost moldy. Next time, I'll take care of your business when I want to study the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descendant. ”

Tan Hao noticed that there was an ancient book in the corner, with the book "Sword Sutra" on it. The appearance is unremarkable, but Tan Hao saw that there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, as if....

It's like I've seen this thing somewhere!

"Add one piece, and I'll give you both copies..."Seeing that Tan Hao wanted the Sword Sutra, the uncle was slightly stunned at first, and then chuckled mysteriously.

"Deal. ”

Tan Hao walked back with the forbidden book and the sword, not thinking about whether he had been fooled and spent money again.

"A person who was born with a Qi Refining Realm?"

The uncle silently lit a cigarette, and the familiar gesture showed that he could smoke for at least forty years.

"I don't know how many years I haven't seen it. ”

.......

On the outskirts of Southtown.

The ragged woman ran as fast as she could, followed by a few men in black in hot pursuit.

"You can't escape today!"

"The people from the Mahayana realm are here, and the Heavenly Supervisor really looks up to me!"

The woman was covered in wounds, blood was running down her arm, and now she had only one thought in her mind.

Escape........