Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou felt that he had good reason to suspect that this old man was an undercover agent who was unable to send a potted plant to sponsor, and had an ulterior motive!

Just look at the big twenty-eight that the old man is strapped to eat. It is definitely an old antique more than two hundred years ago. Even the chain is produced by the original factory, which is worth the old nose!

"Scissors~"

"Cooking knife~!"

The shouting became louder.

There was a lot of jokes in Shan Ye's eyes,

"Lin Zi, business is here, why don't you go and take a look?"

"You don't need to go over and see, the old man is here!"

The old man sat steadily on the big 28, which was carried by two young men dressed as apprentices in gray cloth.

Lin Chou took a look at the good guy. He was different from the coquettish goods outside. The old man with a kitchen knife even his apprentice was a second-order mutant.

Lin Chou asked,

"Master, what is the price of the kitchen knife?"

The old man looked calm,

"Two kitchen knives, one point."

I quickly added a sentence,

"If it's a cold iron knife... two... two hundred thousand! One!"

Good guy, you have done a lot of preparations for the kitchen knife.

Seeing that Lin Chou didn't speak, the old man said suddenly,

"Look at the old man, this pill bluestone, this is the only one in the world. The kitchen knife that has been smashed by it is not only sharp and has its own moire, but also adds inalienable attributes. It will never be worn and need not Even the old man of Lushan, after the weapon was opened, he was always looking for the old man to smash me!"

Shan Ye whispered in Lin Chou's ear,

"There is such a strange person in the base city... but the price, I remember it should be 20,000 yuan..."

The old man has good ears and pointed at Huang Dashan’s nose on the spot and cursed.

"You yellow-mouthed boy, knows the business of an egg. In the past few years, business has not been done well, prices have soared and inflation, old man, my Dan bluestone is worn out, of course, I have to change with market conditions. I wonder if you have heard a word. ?"

"What?"

The old man gritted his teeth,

"Not moving, it's the bastard!!"

Shan Ye hurriedly moved twice.

To be precise, he was splashed by the father's saliva and the stars, and he retreated timidly and shamefully.

Lin Chou blinked,

"Okay, don't you think it's a coincidence, I just happen to have two cold iron knives."

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across the old man's face,

"Where's the knife?"

Lin Chou took the cold iron knife and handed it to the old man, his eyes beaming.

"The clouds are like scales, and the light is like water waves layered on top of the tip of the knife. Good knives, good knives, good knives that can't even be made by a blast furnace, this dan blue stone, you can use it!"

The old man took the "very worn" piece of danqing stone from the back seat of the twenty-eighth, uh, about half the size of an adult, and danced the knife in his hand.

"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang."

A few knives chanted like a dragon.

"All right!"

"Drip, the sharpness of the cold iron knife is +1, it will last forever."

Damn it!

Even Lin Chou was shocked, this old man, actually even tossed out the fucking system?

The old man waved his hand to brush off the stone on the surface of the Danqing stone,

"Another one."

Lin Chou offered it with both hands.

The old man's hand sank, and the object slapped to the ground with a bang.

Looking to the ground, how high the two eyeballs are,

"This is so much!"

The cold iron sword was still in his hand, and Lin Chou had handed over with a convenient shovel.

"Oh sorry, this thing is a bit heavy, or I will do it myself?"

The old man looked at the Sun Moon Blade that was convenient for shoveling, and stretched out four fingers.

"Four hundred thousand? Good talk and talk."

"four million!"

Lin Chou gritted his teeth, distressed.

"can!"

"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang."

Going up is three times, and turning around is three times.

"Drip, Mozhi is convenient to shovel sharpness +1, and it will last forever."

The old man looked at the scum on the danqing stone falling layer by layer, very distressed.

"Tap, tap, ah, hello-it's alright, don't rub it anymore!!"

Lin Chou smiled, the old man's face was black.

"The young people now, really, don't know if the future will be long, what should I do if it is used up?"

After sharpening another cold iron knife, the old man received the money and was hurried away by two apprentices.

Shan Ye rushed up and said,

"You are crazy when I wipe the woods, this old man is obviously ruining people!"

Lin Chou weighed the convenience and said,

"It's worth the price."

Shan Ye didn't know why, but the next day, all the knowledgeable hunters were blinded by titanium alloy dogs.

From the top to the shaver, to the tailor, to the master underwear salesman who customizes leather shoes, various spice merchants, seed merchants, and groceries merchants-Lin Lin always only unexpectedly did not see them, and lined up one by one in front of the mountain gate. all over.

Shan Ye’s comment on this is only one word.

"Yes!"

Dismissed the last one selling candied haws, it was dark.

With a faint smile on his face, Lin Chou was about to call it a day.

Shan Ye and a group of hunters looked at Lin Chou eagerly,

"Boss Lin, smiling so mysteriously, do you know what's going on?"

Lin Chou wiped his face.

"The hawthorn of candied haws is a bit sour... my face is stiff."

Shan Ye guessed,

"Couldn't it be the ghost of the potted plant, she definitely did it!"

A group of hunters nodded.

Lin Chou said,

"I don't know, it's very lively anyway, very good."

Shan Ye asked strangely,

"Don't you like the crowd, even restaurants are open in this place where birds don't shit..."

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, this handsome said, you really take it seriously.

"There is nothing wrong with the left and right. Many of the things I sell are what I need. It takes me a day or two to buy everything when I go out to buy. Why not do it."

Shan Ye pouted,

"Can you not smile so reluctantly when you say this, I don't face blindness, the expressions are still different."

"Huh? Facial blindness originally meant that?"

"You kid don't change the subject!"

Lin Sorrows helplessly,

"I really don't know what it means... Maybe someone organized it to facilitate the lives of the people and benefit the working people like me?"

Shan Ye took a deep look, and seemed to see through the whole world wisely.

"You mean, it happened?"

Lin Chou shrugged, who told him last time, Gao Xuan or which garrison?

In ancient times, when war came, the one who rushed to the front or died in the front was definitely not cannon fodder, but spies.

Shan Ye frowned,

"What do they mean, come to trouble you in a group?"

Lin Chou said,

"Look at their lineup, it's more like going to the market than just asking for trouble, right?"

"That's true...then what the hell is going on, why don't I really understand it..."

"Don't say you don't understand... even I don't understand..."

I'm afraid it was Shan Ye's dream that this was a tragedy caused by a pair of Lin Chou's hand-made leather shoes, or the kind that just started.