The knife is the craft of the apprentice in the woodwork shop in the east of the city, although it is sharpened in imitation of the shape of the first knife in the army, but the burr is still there, and there is no ingenuity in the craftsmanship. The word is a miserable broken word, which is enough to be proud of the level of a naïve child, and it can be called an ink-making craftsman who has a heart of revenge against the society.

For those who practice knives, love knives, and hide knives, this pair of things that look a lot like a pair of double knives does not deserve to be called knives at all.

The young man in the ink shirt, who has practiced knives for many years, loves knives like an obsession, and has a library full of knives, stared at the pair of things in his hand that were not worthy of being called knives, and asked in a slight tone: "Why me?"

"Do you still need to ask?" Sima Ling crossed his waist and asked imposingly, "Apart from you, who else here is a master of double sword specialization?"

The young man in the ink shirt still wanted to struggle to the death: "The last time your uncle came, he used a whistle stick......

"Because I can't let the master make the whistle stick on this occasion today," Sima Ling still crossed his waist, and explained a little seductively, "My uncle said that Master Tianpeng learned the kung fu of the temple in Songshan that specializes in playing sticks, and he took a fierce and unscrupulous road, and he was about to break this kind of inferior weapon after a few strokes." Your double-knife classmate Liu Yefei took the road of the Lingnan Yan family, and made good use of ingenuity, which is the first choice to verify the quality of our weapons. ”

But speaking of which, the girls deliberately ignored one of the most critical issues, and they would choose Liu Yefei, the manager of the ink shirt who was good at using skill, and the biggest reason was not that the weapons they chose were not of good quality, even the wood was the most inferior.

"Anyway," Sima Ling concluded, "it's like a family of you standing in front of our stall and not knowing what the ramen we are selling tastes like." You're the one who was chosen to be the one to be tasted, so keep it up for more!"

Liu Yefei resolutely went to the battlefield with a pair of wooden knives that were only worthy of being thrown into the garbage heap, and would use his most enthusiastic will to fight to embrace the wolf whose mouth was full of white saliva and was about to go crazy. He was burdened with the most eager gaze of the people under the banner of the Chinese army, which made him feel deeply unbearable.

Looking at the giant wolf who once again pounced into the charging formation and swept away the most elite soldiers of the Big Gun Mansion, Liu Ye Fei bowed his waist slightly, and used his most proud double knife rolling hall starting style.

"Don't trample on me, stupid dog. ”

When Liu Yefei was about to touch the dog for the real thing, Wei Ye, who was dressed in a green shirt, sat cross-legged on the peak, spread out a roll of old bamboo slips on his knees, looked at the quadrupeds and bipeds who couldn't help each other under the mountain, and said softly: "Can't you move faster? Stay until the middle of the moon, you haven't dealt with this stupid dog, I just don't do business, and I have to slip away with the bell." ”

This sentence obviously underestimated the kung fu of the Lingnan Yan family, and also underestimated Liu Yefei, who made the kung fu of the Lingnan Yan family.

The giant claw swooped down again, bringing up a few dusts, a few blood, broken blades and broken long poles flying into the air, adding a few more corpses with severed arms and stumps to the vacated ground. Claws rose and fell, and Liu Yefei, who was mixed with the ranks of foot soldiers, pounced forward like a tanuki that had found its prey, and the two knives slanted on the huge wolf claws that were almost invulnerable.

The wooden knife slammed into the wolf's claws like hugging a pillar, making a soft sound like all previous weapons, but at the moment when the wooden knife and the wolf's claws met, a faint light burst out on the originally dull and broken wooden knife. The clear light was so faint and so weak, the brightness was only comparable to the fireflies that didn't last much on a summer night.

The clear body is not good-looking.

"Heaven has no relatives, only goodness is with. ”

It is a character written on a wooden knife.

Even if you don't know where these eight words that seem philosophical or even religious come from, even the most obtuse people will find them very powerful.

Because of the moment when Qingguang was fleeting, the wooden knife broke through the sturdy fur that should have been difficult to hurt by the sword, and brought up a puddle of blood, and there was a faint scorching smell in the smell of blood.

The giant wolf, who had fought with this West Garden Army for a long time but had just been traumatized, paused slightly, and the scream with a little pain, two points of surprise, and seven points of anger instantly resounded throughout the battlefield.

Wei Ye, who was sitting at the top of the peak, snorted lightly, and gently swiped his fingers on the old bamboo slips that were horizontal on his knees, feeling the touch of "Heaven has no relatives, only goodness is the same" The eight-character notch fits the fingertips, but his left hand patted the incomplete bluestone on the side of him, and sneered: "Even the three-legged cat's witch Zhu cloth can easily burn the monster, and if you find the right way, don't be too easy to deal with." Although this stupid dog who has eaten too many dead people is a little bigger, I believe that your big gun house is not the kind of silver-like pewter head that is not useful. ”

As a scribe in Luoyang Shizhong Temple, Wei Ye's knowledge is sparse, the calligraphy is sparse, and the drill camp is also sparse. However, at this moment, he leaned on the peak and embraced the wind, and at the moment of watching with cold eyes, it was really difficult to find the sour and noisy lazy appearance between his eyebrows.

Staring thoughtfully at the stalemate of the battle, with an unfathomable smile on the corner of his lips, he whispered:

"Your uncle, I don't advertise and cure the curative effect, if you can't seize the opportunity to knock them hard at this time, you can really be blind and mess with your uncle for so many days. ”

As long as there is a little bit of consciousness as a strange person, he will definitely not have the cheekiness to say such a vulgar philistine's expectations. The unfathomable temperament of the Fang family of Broadcom's Tsing Yi Shushu fell to the ground in an instant, and he couldn't pick it up.

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Sima Ling sat calmly in place, holding his chin and moving from the gluttonous lines on Zhao Yalong's chest to Shi Tianpeng's bald head.

"Although, that man always has a strange insistence on inexplicable places, but when it comes to things like monsters and ghosts, he's an out-and-out expert. The girl's voice carried a strange and subtle sense of pride, and the tone of the slight uplift made Zhao Yalong, who was much older than her uncle, inexplicably miss the first crush who told him about his brother's advantages with a longing face when he was a young student.

Expert ...... As soon as he mentioned the experts in subduing demons and catching monsters, Zhao Yalong did not hesitate to think of the strange people in Luoyang City who were in yellow shirts and yellow scarves selling talisman water everywhere, but the next question, "Is Uncle Ling also burning incense at the altar of Taiping Dao?" was pressed back into his stomach from his throat in time. From various angles, although they are also active in the sunshine and night of Luoyang, they are destined to one day confront the battlefield as officials and thieves.

Just as he was groaning slightly, Sima Ling turned his head and turned his gaze to Liu Yefei, who played a pair of wooden knives with tiger and very clever. The Lingnan Yan family's double-knife rolling hall is indeed a very clever kung fu, and Liu Yefei's skills can be regarded as a good knife hand on the rivers and lakes, but it is a pity that the pair of wooden knives that are rough enough to anger people are really not worthy of his skills.

"Time is running out for thinking and bargaining, at least the Zhao Mansion Master who looks very imposing. ”

As Sima Ling was full of playful tones, as if annotating her words, the willow leaf flying knife turned, and the lunge under his feet made a force, and the two knives turned into stabs at the same time, just in time to meet the wolf claws that were fiercely covered from the top of his head.

The clear light of unknown principle on the wooden knife lit up again, accompanied by the sizzling sound of the soldering iron burning the flesh, and a sound that should not have appeared suddenly sounded in Liu Yefei's hand. If you can freeze the picture at this moment, you can probably see that the pair of wooden knives burst out of the light, and the blades seem to be twisted under excessive pressure, just like the master in the countryside who used excessive force to hit the wooden ring ruler on the book table when he physically punished Meng Tong, and it was extremely inopportune to break into several pieces of wood that were useless.

Feeling the weight of the double knives in his hands suddenly lightened, Liu Yefei didn't realize what was happening, and his long-trained body had already lowered his body with a conditioned instinct, rolling backwards, making the lazy donkey roll with a perfect trick that could be used as a teaching example. The daring warrior of the big gun mansion behind him answered, and forced Liu Yefei to snatch the inkshirt steward back from the claws of the furious giant wolf.

I just saw a hint of the possible battle situation of changing from passive to active, and once again it became a dog-biting mountain turtle.

As for the Chinese army who entered the Big Gun Mansion in the spirit of "one is not afraid of hardship and the other is not afraid of death", Sima Ling, who was also seriously selling inferior wooden knives, just looked at Zhao Yalong very seriously, and almost said, "Look at you, I said a long time ago, there is not much time for you to think, uncle." This kind of mocking words were written directly on his face.

Zhao Yalong looked at Liu Yefei, who was being set up and persuaded by his subordinates in the distance like a fried black cat, and the childish cruel words such as "Give me my double knives!" from afar, I must cut that shoddy weapon merchant into slices of meat and eat it in a pot!", after all, he couldn't help but lower his head and look at the girl who seemed to have an unknown history.

"The durability of that knife is too low to last long in high-intensity combat. If the weapons you offer are only of this standard, then forget it. ”

"Because what I just took out is not for sale, of course, the quality is poor, and the genuine product is here. I don't know where I stepped on a wooden stick with iron at both ends, Sima Ling held the long stick with one hand, and said as a matter of course, "When you try a new flavor of instant noodles in the supermarket, will you be able to eat all you can at once?" If you know such a place, please be sure to introduce it to me. ”

"How poor is your guardian to make a little girl say such a line full of social bitterness?"

Shi Tianpeng deliberately ignored the dialogue in his ears that was completely devoid of the deep lady's style and the demeanor of the lord of the big gun mansion, and reached out to the front, and held the wooden stick with an iron ring at both ends into his hand.

The girl was slightly stunned, then let go of her hand, and let the bald man who looked honest grab the wooden stick with one hand and play a stick flower.

"This is an ash pole, and you have to use the heart of an ash tree that is more than 20 years old to finely grind and soak in oil to get such a one. Zhao Touer, good goods. ”

With this sentence of good goods, Zhao Yalong couldn't help but shake his head, and muttered to himself, "There is no way to buy things at a high price, and then rubbed his nose with the back of his hand and said in a muffled voice: "There are also good goods of this level, I have covered them all at once, little girl, what price is offered by your parents, please report it." ”

The girl thought for a while, stretched out her hand, and spread her five fingers: "This price?"

Zhao Yalong shook his head and handed back two fingers: "It's only worth this price." ”

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"It's only worth the price?" Wei Ye, who was sitting at the top of the peak, held the old bamboo slip, flicked his tongue with a "tsk", reached out to his chin and scratched it, "Was the price too ruthless at the beginning?" Although this is also a huge amount of money, but the big gun mansion has such a strong capital, it shouldn't care about this with us. What's more, we are the only ones who can help him now. ”

A little anxiously pulling the tips of his hair hanging down his ears, Wei Ye finally sighed into the air and said: "Let's be unlucky, take a step back, and pay back the price with the Big Gun Mansion again, let them at least increase the price by 20%, and this business will be over." ”

After saying this, he lowered his head, looked at the people and wolves who were still fighting, reached out and touched the iron sword on his back, and muttered in a low voice: "This time I have to make up for it on the hour." ”

As far as Wei Ye could see, Liu Yefei, the ink-shirted steward who was accustomed to double knives, had already picked up a pair of wooden knives that were no more than a foot and a half long and rushed in front of the big gun mansion warrior team again. Unlike the previous pair of tattered pairs, which were inferior samples no matter how they looked, this time, although the double knives in his hands were wooden, they had a kind of sorrel red that penetrated deep into the wood grain, and there were even a few almost imperceptible spots of silver-white light projected from the edge of the wooden knife from time to time. Liu Yefei, who is accustomed to playing with all kinds of long and short knives, has to admit that this pair of wooden knives is more like a straight-backed ring-headed knife really made by a skilled craftsman, and even when cutting the fur of a giant wolf, the touch of the blade and the flesh is better than that of ordinary swords.

He rolled his body, made a mistake with his two knives, and shouted in a low voice: "Monk, it's up to you!" Shi Tianpeng, who had been pressing for a long time, roared, and the ash pole, which was also glowing with an abnormal metallic silver spot from time to time, used the most direct and simple and crude tricks to move the tip of the giant wolf's nose to make a move Taishan to suppress the top.

The howl of the giant wolf instantly resounded through the Shura field at the foot of the northern mountain, where mortals and aliens competed.

Zhao Yalong, who sat alone in the Chinese army, sat on the horse with a golden sword, dutifully acting as a humanoid auspicious rui in the mouths of his subordinates to suppress the morale of an army. Obviously in a safe place supported by everyone, listening to this wolf roar, he finally changed his face slightly, and barely suppressed his shaking heart. He glanced up at the little girl beside him who was a temporary cameo weapon dealer, only to find that the little girl who had just negotiated the price with him was pale and absentmindedly lowered her head, looking as if she had lost too much blood, and she was rubbing an animal-faced shield covered with iron in her hand.

Marching and fighting, after all, is not as simple as playing a game, although the money slip has been signed to this little girl, it is better to keep her here now, and when it happens, it is safer to walk on the road.

Zhao Yalong thought like this, his eyes shifted to the battlefield again, and he didn't notice that Sima Ling beside him was caressing the iron sheet on the beast-faced shield over and over again. Every time the palm fell, a little rust slag rubbed off the originally smooth iron sheet, and she didn't know why the shield rusted so quickly in her hand.

"Hurry up and finish the fight, okay? I will return to itself within three moments of the golden qi essence attached to those evil suppression weapons, so you really don't have to play. ”

This is what Zhao Yalong, who is paying attention to the battle situation wholeheartedly, has not heard at all, the inaudible complaint of a little girl.