Nanling Qianyuan Village rushed to the market.

The species goods are not only rich and colorful, but also not ordinary cheap, and the people of the four neighboring villages and eight villages have all heard the news.

The crowd of people rushing to the market is all over the mountains, and there are countless people.

A stage was also set up in Qianyuan Village, which was very lively. As a result, at the junction of the dragon people and the Han people, more than 10,000 people gathered at one time. Hearing that this Qianyuanzhuang was going to celebrate the fifth day of the transaction on the fifth day, the Han people were elated, and more Han people also poured here after hearing the news.

There are not a few dragons who come.

In fact, there is not much difference between the dragon people and the Han people in terms of clothing, and their appearance is even more indistinguishable; but the dragon people are relatively plain in their clothes, do not tie their hair in braids, rarely wear hats and ornaments, and behave boldly, they are good at carrying knives and arrows, and they carry many mountain goods and parallel goods; and furthermore, the dragons are tattooed with cyan ornaments on their foreheads regardless of men, women, and children. Also, in Pingsuri, the dragon clan in the mountains rarely used silver taels to trade with the Han people, and the material exchange was the majority, and the dragon clan needed more food, iron tools, jade and ointment.

It happens that the rare sunny day can be described as a good time to catch up with the market.

The bazaar spreads along the Dirty Dragon River, and the river, in the fields, and on the hills, there is a bustling crowd; a few days ago, there had just been a heavy rain, and the rain from the upper reaches was still rushing downstream, and the boats on the river were already passing by the mountains before the wind stopped; and the boatmen were busy gathering the boats and loading and unloading them on the shore.

Suddenly, on the water, people on the shore rushed to the shore to point and point, and they saw a person in the center of the turbulent river with his hands behind his back, singing mountain songs, and stepping on a long log and going straight downstream:

The wind is fluttering, the sleeves are long, the water is turbid, the tears are flowing, and the head of the head is not seen, and the king is stunned.

I want to ride the wind to chase after you, but I don't know if you are safe today?

I want to swim against the current, how can I make Su makeup sad? My heart is melancholy.

The crowd applauded loudly, and the thunder was sensational, not only to sigh at his skills but also to praise his wonderful singing voice.

The man may have heard the boiling of the crowd here, and he waved his hand in the water, but he did not have the slightest intention of stopping.

Suddenly, a small boat upstream, perhaps because the owner couldn't control the turbulent current, accidentally fell into the water, and the unmanned boat swayed like an arrow from the string, and crashed into the busy boats by the river.

The crowd of onlookers screamed again, and there was no possibility of saving it if the river was wide!

The man on the wood in the water must have noticed the horror of the crowd here, and he also turned around to find that a tragedy was about to unfold behind him. I saw it fly up and step on the piece of wood in the water under his feet. The wood was pressed deep into the water, and it bounced up. The man held the piece of wood between his feet and also took a splash into the air, and he kicked the wood out with a flip in the air.

The log crashed into the out-of-control boat. The boat was smashed into the wood, and in an instant it turned into a flying mass of broken wood and sprinkled it into the muddy water, and the man fell into the water without any reliance.

The crowd screamed and was about to sigh when they saw that the man who seemed to have fallen into the water was actually churning and flying like a wheel, treading water and flying to the shore, that is, the boots on his feet were slightly wet.

The crowd of onlookers erupted in thunderous cheers again, and the boss of the boat climbed ashore in embarrassment.

Nanling has always been a place where martial arts are admired, and everyone in the Dragon Clan practices martial arts, and masters can be said to be everywhere, but no one can tell where this person's strange skills come from, let alone what sect he belongs to!

This is a well-dressed young man, with a jade belt around his waist, and a handsome appearance, and a tall figure with a bulging skin on his back. The young man hugged his fist at everyone in a chic manner, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to give you an ugly offering, I'm ashamed!"

A local gentleman squeezed forward and clasped his fists and smiled: "The young man is really a big hero, he is so skilled, I really don't know what kind of master he is?"

The young man smiled and said, "Fame and fortune are nothing but false fame, if you focus on the confinement of the sect everywhere, wouldn't you be tired of living?

The gentleman smiled and said: "Heroes do not seek fame and fortune, they are rare in the world, and they are really rare elegant people in the world! The chic of young people is as quiet and free as your skills and singing......

The young man interrupted the man with a hearty laugh, and said: "Mr. Bulao, you order a product, since you have landed here, and you have come to the market here, you will definitely have a visit to the water, soil and customs!

The young man drifted away in spite of the gentleman's embarrassment, and everyone marveled.

This man lives so freely!

Young people are in the flow of people, interested in many things, but they have never bought one.

Young people squeezed into a crowd of spectators. Inside was an old man, and the old man was sitting on a large bluestone. The stone weighed at least five hundred pounds. The old man was leisurely carrying a wine gourd and drinking wine, with a piece of grass stuck in the brim of his hat; the old man had a black sheath and a red waist knife at his feet, and the carvings and decorations inside and outside of the knife were extremely exquisite, and at a glance he knew that it was not an ordinary thing, but there was also a grass stuck in the knife. Of course, this old man was also born mighty.

I have seen a knife seller in the world, but I have never seen a knife seller who even wants to sell himself, and everyone thinks that this person is either a madman or a fool. But looking at the old man's clothes and calm expression, he didn't seem to be crazy.

The young man squeezed forward with a face full of rarity, looked left and right, coughed, pointed to the knife on the ground, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask the old man, is this knife going to be sold?"

The old man looked up at the young man, nodded, and stretched out his hand coldly: "Yes, if you are not sincere, you don't bother! Fifty taels of silver for a single treasure sword, and one thousand taels of silver for a knife!"

The young man was startled and took a good look at the old man, and the onlookers whispered.

Where in the world is there such a way of selling knives, is this not clear that they are selling overlord knives? Where in the world are there fools who have been deceived! Everyone shook their heads and sighed and laughed.

The young man smiled slightly, took out a golden leaf from his bosom and threw it at the old man's feet, and he was about to bend down to grab the knife.

The old man raised an arm to stop it, looked at the young man and smiled: "This knife will not be sold to you!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, got up and clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, old man, are you afraid that I won't have enough silver on me? Or is your knife itself a deceptive prop?"

The old man shook his hand and said, "No, just by this hand of yours, the old man can see that you are a killer on the rivers and lakes! The old man's knife never does evil things, this is the old man's rule that I have always been a human being!"

The young man laughed wildly, looked at his outstretched hand with satisfaction, and said, "Yes, my husband is indeed a good eyesight!

The crowd of onlookers around them suddenly dispersed a lot, and they were much more estranged.

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