"Uncle Six. ”

The shopkeeper was about to continue to introduce the spear to Yang Yi, when a crisp and beautiful girl's voice came into the backyard.

Hearing the voice, the shopkeeper didn't bother to greet Yang Yi, with a smile on his face, and ran out.

A young man followed in, "Guest officer, the shopkeeper is greeting distinguished guests, what do you need, tell the villain the same, the villain will help you introduce." ”

Yang Yi frowned and nodded, and repeated his request.

"This gun definitely meets your requirements, guest officer. ”

The young man seemed to be very familiar with the weapons in the warehouse, led Yang Yi inside, and pointed to the weapon rack, a spear more than nine feet long, with a mixture of jujube red with the barrel.

This spear, the barrel of which was eight feet long, and the tip of the spear was about one foot and two inches long, like a jet-black and heavy short sword, flashing with a faint black light, and the whole was completely integrated, except for the tail of the spear with a gilded decoration.

"This gun weighs one hundred and five pounds, the barrel is made of a hundred-year-old wood heart, and the head of the gun is made of three hundred refined threaded black steel. Don't look at the weight of this gun as much as a big gun made of pure metal, but it is better to use than any metal big gun. ”

As he spoke, the young man cautiously took the iron wood gun off the weapon rack and handed it to Yang Yi.

"Little brother is so strong. ”

Yang Yi saw that this young guy was holding this gun, and it was effortless, he immediately admired it a little, and couldn't help but praise it.

took the gun and tried it, and Yang Yi immediately liked this iron wood gun.

Indeed, as the young man said, although this gun is not as heavy as the "Zhan Yin Gun", it feels more convenient than the "Zhan Silver Gun" in his hand.

"Does this gun have a name?"

"Yes, this gun is called 'Iron Power Thread Gun', which is the best of the best weapons. Guest officer, please see, is the texture on the barrel of this gun very similar to the thread of the gun head?" the young man introduced with a smile.

"Really. ”

Yang Yi looked carefully for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The texture of the barrel is the same as the tip of the gun, which means that once the gun is used, the sound effect will be better.

"How much?"

Yang Yi immediately decided to leave this gun.

"The guest officer has a good eye, and I am sorry for your patronage, this gun costs 36,000 taels of silver. A pair of gun holsters will be given free of charge, and a bucket of fine wood oil for the maintenance of large guns. ”

When the young man saw that Yang Yi really wanted to buy a gun, his face was about to burst into laughter.

The business was done, and he still had a lot of commissions.

In fact, he is also a disciple of the martial arts camp of the martial arts academy, and he uses his spare time to come to the weapons shop to work and make money.

It's just that he hasn't seen Yang Yi, and Yang Yi hasn't seen him either, so the two don't know each other.

"Where to pay?"

"Guest officer, please!"

Yang Yi carried a gun, and the young man took a holster and a bucket of refined wood oil, and the two came to the front lobby.

"Boss, the business is negotiated, and the guest has to settle the bill. ”

Behind the counter in the lobby, there is a VIP room, where the shopkeeper is talking to someone, and when he heard the guy shouting, he poked his head out and scolded him unhappily: "Wait a minute, I don't have any eyes at all, don't you see me greeting distinguished guests?"

After saying that, the shopkeeper retracted his head into the VIP room again.

The young man smiled apologetically at Yang Yi, Yang Yi frowned slightly, stood patiently, and stood by the counter waiting.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the door of the VIP room opened, and three people came out of it.

The first two are a man and a woman. The woman is about sixteen or seventeen years old, very beautiful, with a refined temperament, wearing an aqua blue power suit, which sets off her figure very straight.

Although this woman is not very old, she has a well-developed body and exquisite curves, which leads to reverie.

The man was a young man of about twenty, tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a Chinese face, looking heroic.

"Senior Brother Chu is still satisfied with this sword?"

The two walked out and talked happily.

"Let Senior Sister Zhao bother. I like this dragon sword. With this sword, I believe that the power of my Xiaoyun sword technique can be increased by two or three percent. ”

The young man smiled, clutched a broad three-foot-long sword in his hand, and his eyes showed excitement.

"Senior Brother Chu is satisfied. Speaking of which, Senior Brother Chu, you are too uninteresting, you went to Shannan City to find Tiezhang Dugu Piao to compete in martial arts, and you didn't call your little sister. ”

The girl complained with a strange face.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it in advance, Dugu Piao was so unbearable, he couldn't even catch my three moves. If you had known this earlier, how could you not invite your junior sister to watch the battle together?"

The man explained with a smile.

The two of them were talking as if no one was talking and walked past Yang Yi.

The girl saw Yang Yi standing in front of the counter with the "Iron Power Thread Gun" in his hand, glanced at him in surprise, and then followed the man and left the armory shop together.

The shopkeeper kept smiling with a smile, sent out the door, and didn't forget to say loudly: "Fourth Miss, Chu Daxia, you two go slowly, come often when you are free!"

Yang Yi's heart was quite shaken at the moment.

He heard the conversation between the two of them clearly.

"It turns out that person is the 'Xiaoyun Swordsman' Chu Feng, who has been in the limelight recently! No wonder the fourth lady of the Zhao family will personally accompany him to buy weapons. ”

The girl Yang Yi also recognized that it was Zhao Huaqing, the fourth daughter of the city lord Zhao Yunfeng, although she was only sixteen years old this year, she had joined the Lingyun faction four years ago, and I heard that she was now an inner disciple of the Lingyun faction.

"The guest officer wants to buy this 'iron power thread gun'? This gun is not cheap. ”

The shopkeeper turned back, went to the back of the counter, glanced at Yang Yi, and said lightly.

"This is thirty-six thousand taels of silver, you can count it. ”

Yang Yi didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out three thousand taels of gold tickets, took out six thousand taels of silver tickets, and put them on the counter.

The shopkeeper raised his head in surprise, looked at Yang Yi seriously, and then took out the account book with a smile, then took out the bill, wrote it in three or two strokes, and handed the bill to Yang Yi.

"Yes, yes, I promise your patronage, the bill is here, the money and goods are paid, and you have collected it. ”

Yang Yi took the bill and looked at it carefully, and saw that there was no problem, so he put it in his arms, carried the gun, took the holster and fine wood oil from the little guy, and left the armory.

"I don't know whose son this young man is, he is so rich. ”

The shopkeeper took the gold and silver tickets, counted them over and over in his hand, and muttered in his mouth.

The young man was also very curious, and as a disciple of the martial arts camp, it was really strange that he didn't know each other.

This can't be blamed on him, Yang Yi usually spends most of his time practicing martial arts in his small courtyard, and rarely goes to the martial arts arena of the martial arts camp, he has never seen Yang Yi, and it is normal.

Yang Yi carried a gun and went to a pharmacy next to him.

"What kind of medicine does the guest officer need to buy?

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy asked with a smile.

"Do you have any pills for sale here that can help with strength training?"

"Yes, yes, please come here. ”

......

Half an hour later, Yang Yi had more than a dozen small porcelain vases in his arms, left Nancheng satisfied, and returned straight to the martial arts camp.

After arriving home, Yang Yi put away the holster and oil drum, carefully took out the small porcelain bottle from his arms, took out one of them, opened the stopper, and poured out a purple-red pill the size of a soybean.

"Purple Spirit Qi Blood Pill, I don't know if the effect is really as magical as the shopkeeper said, take one and try it. ”

Yang Yi put this pill in his mouth.

The pill melted in the mouth, and a stream of heat instantly entered the abdomen and quickly flowed to the whole body.

"What a strong medicinal power!"

Yang Yi's eyes lit up, and he carried the "Iron Power Thread Gun", and in the small courtyard, he put on the posture of "Panlong Nine Guns", and practiced frantically with one move.