Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The matter of dwelling ahead, “Black Bear” is particularly sensitive to what Shao Xuan called “old friend”.

He didn't take Shao Xuan's words seriously when he was in front of Jinyu Tianzhuang before. Shao Xuan said to go to the house to collect debts. He had the right to listen to jokes, but he finally proved that everything Shao Xuan said was true. Yesterday's experience was like a beautiful dream.

Therefore, when “Black Bear" heard Shao Xuan say he was going to visit his friends at Gongjia's house again, the treasure hunt in “Black Bear" 's brain jumped again violently, quickly retract the previous words.

However, under curiosity, "Black Bear" still wants to figure out who Shao Xuan refers to “Friends of the Konga Family”.

“The Gongjia family is a very special presence in Wangcheng. Although there are only six nobles in Wangcheng with the most special status, this is the largest of the six nobles, the others can only be counted as small nobles, but the Gongjia family is different, even the six nobles will think more about the business of the Gongjia family.” “Black Bear," he said.

“Because of the craftsmanship?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Nice.”

Because the people of ICA do not have much ambition, most of their thoughts are on casting, there is not much time to think about other things, although there are some people who think carefully, but these people can not turn over much wave, the most core characters of ICA do not have the mind to compete for power, others rest assured of them, and because of the genius of ICA, the attitude will naturally be better.

“Many of our merchants' weapons were also obtained from the Konga family. However, most of them are only in the hands of some of the primary apprentices and craftsmen of the Konga family. As for the craftsmen, it is too difficult to get to them.” “Black Bear” said, asking Shao Xuan, "What's your friend's name? Maybe I know him. ”

“His name is Gongkoheng.” Shao Xuan Answer.

“Black Bear”, Mauta: "…”

Mauta looked at the Black Bear and bent over to hug the Black Bear's thigh: “I don't care! Boss, you told me to lead the way tomorrow! ”

“Black Bear" ignored Mao Da's dry howl, swallowed the pharyngeal spit, asked Shao Xuan carefully again, wanted to confirm: “You said, but the new Kouka family? ”

“I think so. How many people in Wang Cheng are called Gongkoheng?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Just one! The previous period is said to have come back from Konga Mountain, left for 20 years, and became one of the most special craftsmen of the Konga family today. Many people want him to build weapons, even the six nobles have many. Unfortunately, after Konga Heng's return, he has not appeared, and has heard that he is building weapons. ”

Listen to “Black Bear”, Shao Xuan must nod his head: “Yes, that's him. ”

“Black Bear” took a deep breath, “Don't worry, I'll be there with you tomorrow! ”

“Boss, there's me--” Mauda howled.

At Mauda's request, Black Bear finally agreed to let him keep up.

The next day, when Shao Xuan went out with Guangyi, “Black Bear” and Mao Da served as guides, which shocked the Black Bear merchants. With regard to the Golden Valley Estate, “Black Bear" was not public and only a few of the core figures of the merchant team were known. Therefore, Shao Xuan and the broad sense were given special treatment in the Black Bear merchant team. Others were quite confused. After the four of them left, they gathered to discuss it, and eventually Mao was driven back to work by a stick.

Mao Jin was also bitter. He knew what was going on. He also wanted to go out. Too bad, he was left to handle the merchant affairs.

Shao Xuan walked on Wangcheng Street, the street was wide enough to tolerate giant beasts walking, and there were some strange giant beasts he hadn't seen before, but most of these giant beasts were domesticated, huge in size, usually very gentle, without that kind of fierce temper.

The shops on both sides are also very distinctive, with a series of pieces coming together, such as a street selling food, a street selling wine, a street selling pottery, a street selling copper, rarely dispersed.

Shao Xuan and Guangxian are a little interested in copper utensils, not only with weapons, but also with many wonderfully shaped copper utensils or ornaments. However, these things, Shao Xuan and Guangyi, just look at them, they won't buy them, it's useless to buy them back, what do they want these ornaments for? Are you pretending?

And the copper dealer saw that Shao Xuan four people had no intention of making a deal, and there was no smile on their faces. And look at Shao Xuan several people wearing them, with contempt in their eyes. Obviously, it was those tribesmen who came from afar. What kind of beautiful copper ware could a general tribesman buy?

Ignoring those eyes, Shao Xuan listened to some rhythmic bursts of wood coming from not far away and asked, "What's that street next door? ”

“Black Bear" was about to say something, and Mauta grabbed at sharing what she knew. “It's a place where many of them are descendants of Yi Jia, but it's just a few irrelevant people, kind of a little bit on the side, the really powerful Yi family rarely go there, but sometimes a family goes there to sit in town, every time the street is crowded. ”

“Bo Bo?” Shao Xuan was curious.

He had heard that the six Yi Jia's art was very powerful, and when he was in Gongjia Valley, he could see the depth of his creation from the murals left behind by Yi Jia's family. Shao Xuan intends to go and take a look at the knot he has learned.

“Black Bear” and Mao Da are eager to go to Konga's house now, but since Shao Xuan said they want to go next door, they can't help it. “Black Bear" stared at Mao Da for several times, making you talk cheap. Shao Xuan won't waste time next to you unless you say so.

“There are not many people on the street right now, you can go and ask nothing, why don't you wait for someone really able to come and sit in town next time, let's come back.” Black Bear "suggestion.

Shao Xuan shouted, but walked that way. He just wanted to ask something about knots and knots.

In this street, a lot of distant tribesmen and merchants will come here to find people, even if they are only from the Ejia branch, but just a few low-skilled people, will not extinguish their enthusiasm.

Therefore, when Shao Xuan came here, he found that the street was more lively than he thought. There was no one on the road, but there were many shops on both sides.

Shao Xuan listened to it when he passed along the road. Some people have a louder voice and can hear it clearly without having to go to much effort. That is to ask about their own opportunity. Others are like talking about confidentiality, probably asking about privacy, eyes sweeping around vigilantly, afraid of being targeted.

His eyes swept around him, and Shao Xuan chose a shop to walk in.

Inside is an old man with white hair and a slightly thin appearance.

The old man sat on a soft leather cushion with a short table in front of him with some wood blocks connected with grass rope, with various symbols on the block that the outsiders could not understand.

When Shao Xuan came here, the people in the store just walked out. Without queuing, Shao Xuan came to the short table.

“Ask what?” The old man was tall.

When Shao Xuan looked at the grass rope and wooden plaque on the table and didn't speak, Mao Da said: "How's our luck today? ”

The old man pointed to a piece of wood attached to the grass rope on the table, "Pull the rope a little. You know the rules? ”

“Know, know.” Although Mauda says these people are not very competent, he is also a frequent visitor here, always looking for people in Wangcheng.

Without using the force of totem, Mauta shook the rope and a piece of wood on the rope spread along the rope.

The old man looked at the pieces of wood that were scattered, and pulled out some smaller, uniformly shaped pieces of wood, arranged them on the table, moved them around, silently remembered something in his mouth.

About ten minutes later, the old man stopped and wiped the sweat off his forehead. “Good thing. ”

“Hey!” Muta said, “Shao Xuan, tell me what you want. ”

“Just now, is that it?” Shao Xuan was confused.

“It's over.” Mao Da nodded.

Shao Xuan looked at the old man sitting there, not saying what he wanted, but asked: “Do you always know the knot? ”

Shao Xuan just finished, and the old man laughed. "At first glance, you don't know anything. A knot? The knot has disappeared for a thousand years. Now the knot is nothing more than a trick made by some people. Young man, I advise you, if you see anyone say knot knot knot knot in the future, be careful and don't be fooled.” I'm good for you "look on the old man's face.

“So the knot stick existed a thousand years ago?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Naturally, the knot was one of the three strongest Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Bud” The old man raised his head slightly with pride in his eyes. The old man usually hangs "We Easy" in his mouth, even though he is just an edge figure of Easy's family.

But the old man kept his mouth shut about more things.

“The knot, is it just one rope? Then what?” Muta's curious.

The old man looked at Mao Da with contempt, “Do you know the way of Bu Dao? ”

“Oh, don't look down on me, you certainly don't know!” Mauda strikes back.

“I don't know?” The old man blows his mustache, "I used to use the wooden rope, which has a similarity to the wooden rope! Besides, the ropewood method that I used, for example, I gave myself, today there is a robbery, and life and death are at stake. ”

“You're so casual about life and death, aren't you?” Mauda doesn't believe it.

“Don't worry, the time will come.” The old man is still calm, "if you don't believe me, you can stay here and wait and see. ”

Muta whispered. You have nothing to do with me. Sitting here watching you dodge, I'd rather go to the front door of Gongjia's house to see someone try a sword.

“Let's go Shao Xuan, let's go to Gongjia's house, people have just heard that there is someone there to test the sword.” Mauta itches.

Shao Xuan didn't keep it this time, but before leaving he said to the old man: "Aren't you tired of sitting here all the time? Let's go out and walk in the direction of the sun rising. ”

“You don't have to tell the old man so much, the Yi family believes only in themselves.” “Black Bear" said, Yu Guangguang glanced at what had been thrown in Shao Xuan's hand, and took a closer look, discovering that it was some dead yellow grass scraps, like the grass rope had been crushed.

After Shao Xuan's four men left, the old man in the shop kept thinking back about what the young man had just said before he left.

Why don't we go for a walk? Anyway, this is Ejia's place, Ejia has Ejia's rules, so many eyes around, don't worry about being stolen.

After sitting for so long, you can get up and walk.

The old man got up, walked out of the store, walked two paces, looked at the sky, thought about it, turned his foot, headed towards the other side of the street, past the sun rising.

He walked more than eighty steps and the old man was thinking about it. If he walked a hundred steps back, he would hear a burst of noise behind him and the mammoth's tremendous hissing.

For some reason, a mammoth rushed over from the street next door, crashing into several houses, including the old man's own shop.

Whoops!

Sharp spears of cold light and merciless bloodshed, such as a torrential rain, swept the mammoth over it.

Pff--

Blood splashes everywhere.

In one blink, the mammoth became a hedgehog, and the blood gas spread.

Around the mammoth, however, there are also many spears slanted into the ground.

People elsewhere in the street did not run away in shock, but rather came close to watching the lively, such things are not uncommon, but some bad luck is inevitable, such as those hit by mammoths, the houses will not collapse and die, but are likely to be trampled by mad mammoths, if a little more bad luck, they may also be nailed to death by spears of city guards.

The old man didn't even listen to the discussion around him at this moment, and he saw his shop become ruined, with no wood left even intact, bloody. If he hadn't come out...

Think of the terror, the old man is full of spirits. Was that young man really just talking?