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Qi Wufei said: "Don't you still want to accompany me to visit the ghost market?"

Liang Ming said: "I drank too much and my head is a little dizzy, so I won't go shopping with you, so as not to mislead you. Next time, I will definitely accompany you next time."

Qi Wufei said, "Then can I go?"

Liang Ming waved his hands and said, "Go, go."

Qi Wufei got up and left. When he got downstairs, he suddenly saw a statue of the City God on the top shelf of the bar counter.

Oh, let me go, co-authored by your family!

When he came to the street, he looked back at the sign of "Chunyue Building".

He knew that Chenghuangsi had a dark thread in mahjong, but he didn't expect it to be Chunyue, one of the eight flowers of Hailiu.

So blatant, the God of Wealth doesn't care?

Or is this a cooperative industry between Mahjong and City God?

Of course, there is another possibility that the God of Wealth himself belongs to the City God.

But who will it be?

You Jinghui?impossible!

Tang Fu'an?It would be interesting for him.

As he thought about it, he headed towards the Ghost City.

In the private seat on the second floor of Chunyue Building, Liang Ming stood at the window, watching Qi Wufei leave.

The waiter didn't ask him to collect the money again, and started to remove the tables.

A woman in a green vintage dress, twisting her waist, waving a fan, came over in a charming manner, leaned against the window, glanced at the street, and said to Liang Ming with a smile:

"Why, you have hunted geese all your life, but today you were pecked by geese?"

Liang Ming smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "In terms of being stingy, I only admire one person, and that is Wuzi from Huanghuaguan in Honggu County. This kid is Wuzi's apprentice. It seems that he has received the true instruction of his master, and he may have already Blue out of blue is better than blue."

The woman chuckled and said, "I thought you were the most stingy person in the world."

Liang Ming said: "There are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people."

The woman said: "Things of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. You will meet exactly the kind of people you really are."

Liang Ming said: "You think I like dealing with this kind of people? This meal cost me 250 purple coins, and you won't let me eat for free!"

The woman gave him a blank look and said, "Anyway, you can get reimbursed without digging out of your own pocket."

Suddenly he asked with interest, "Then why do you want to deal with this kind of person?"

Liang Ming said: "A lot of things have happened recently. In this extraordinary period, everyone has to keep an eye on it. The superior appointed me to communicate with him, and also asked me to find out about him."

"Then have you found out?"

"Although his master was stingy back then, he was still an Earth Immortal. This kid...I thought he was a dragon, but now it seems that he is just a worm."

The woman looked out the window and said, "A bug that cost you 250?"

After speaking, he giggled, and then walked away with his waist twisted.

The corners of Liang Ming's eyes twitched. Although the money could be reimbursed, he always felt that he had lost.

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Chapter 160 Eight, Blacksmith

From the Dingdingmen food street to the east, not far away is the second-hand goods trading city. Behind the trading city is a group of old houses, which are attached to the base of the old city wall and connected to the city gate. Enter any alley, and you can come out from another alley.

Qi Wufei walked in from an alley to the west, and found that it was dark inside, without a single street light.

Practitioners are certainly not afraid of the dark, but ordinary people are like blind people when they enter here, not to mention shopping, even walking is a problem.

But don't tell me, there are quite a few ordinary people here.They either held flashlights or turned on their mobile phones, relying on the little light, looking around there, trying to find treasures and leaks from the booths under the walls on both sides.

Qi Wufei found a very strange thing, many people were wearing the same black cloak clothes, covering the whole body tightly, without showing their faces, like ghosts.

And he found that those who wear cloaks don't use flashlights, and most of those who use flashlights don't wear such cloaks.

He sensed it with his spiritual sense, and found that this cloak actually had the effect of blocking the spiritual sense.

He understood that this was only for practitioners, and its function was to prevent identity exposure.

This is indeed a very good method. Everyone wears the same cloak, which makes it difficult for people to distinguish their physical appearance, and it can also block people's spiritual consciousness. Even two people who know each other cannot recognize each other face to face.It is difficult to trace the identities of buyers and sellers after the transaction is completed here.

I just don't know where to buy this kind of cloak?

Qi Wufei really wanted to find someone to ask, but most of these people were in a hurry, focused on finding what they wanted, and were unwilling to talk to strangers.

He silently said "Seeing the Dragon in the Field", and a lot of light appeared in his consciousness, and the dots filled the block like starlight, some places were sparser, some places were denser, some were brighter, and some darker.

He walked towards the area with denser light, because the denser the light, the more practitioners there.

And the few light spots with relatively high brightness are also in those areas.

When he passed an alley, he heard the sound of tinkling iron.

This made him very curious. Blacksmiths are a rare thing these days. Forging iron in the middle of the night in such a ghost market can only show that he is not forging ordinary iron, but forging a magic weapon for practice.

Qi ducks flew into the alley.

There was no one in the long alley, only a faint light was seen in the depths of the alley, and the sound of blacksmithing came from there.

This gleam of light is seen by both the spiritual consciousness and the eyes.

He walked over and saw that there was a shop there.

A strong man with a strong body was swinging a hammer in front of the stove, clanging the iron piece in his hand.

The light I saw just now was the light of the stove.

And the light seen in the consciousness is the long-handled hammer in the blacksmith's hand, especially the hammer head.

Qi Wufei didn't bother, just stood aside and watched silently.

The strong man who forged the iron waved the hammer in his hand, completely ignoring the guests coming to the door.

Qi Wufei took a look at the circle of weapons hanging on the wall, most of them were machetes, samurai swords and other ordinary objects.

Among them are one or two pieces that can be regarded as spiritual weapons, but the material is also very ordinary, not much better than his original PS250.

The most valuable thing in the whole shop should be the hammer in the blacksmith's hand.

But this thing should not be for sale.

Qi Wufei was sure that this blacksmith was by no means an ordinary person.

After a while, the blacksmith stopped what he was doing, wiped off his sweat, turned around and looked at Qi Wufei and asked, "Repair something?"

Qi Wufei really wanted to repair the black iron sword, and asked, "How do you know that I am repairing things, not buying things?"

The blacksmith said: "My shop is also open during the day. Ordinary people would come during the day to buy things. At night, the lights are blind and there is a sound of clanging irons in the alley. The common people call it ghosts striking iron, and they dare not come in. "

Qi Wufei said: "Cultivators can't buy things?"

The blacksmith said: "People who come to buy things wear square cloaks. If you come in like this openly, you usually bring old things and come to me for repairs."

Qi Wufei asked curiously: "Why do you need to bring a cloak when you buy things, but not when you repair things?"

"When you come to buy things, you have money and goods in one hand, and you leave after buying. The square cloak can hide your identity. But if you come to repair things, you wear a cloak and put the things here. Next time you come to pick them up, how will I know you? who is it?"

Qi Wufei was right after thinking about it, so he asked, "Who invented the square cloak? Where can it be sold?"

The blacksmith looked him up and down, and said, "It turns out that he is a rookie who came to the ghost market for the first time."

Qi Wufei didn't mind the blacksmith calling him a rookie.

He could tell that the humming-tongued strong man didn't have the slightest hint of contempt in his tone, he was probably born so forthright, he said whatever came to his mind.

He smiled and said, "I sincerely ask for advice."

The blacksmith said: "Who invented the cloak, I don't know. Anyway, this thing has been around for hundreds of years. But everyone knows who is selling it. If you want to buy it, go to the third alley ahead, there There's a shop that sells cloaks."

Qi Wufei asked again: "Why don't you bring a cloak?"

The blacksmith said: "I run a shop here to forge iron. People don't run away, and the shop doesn't run away. People who often come to the ghost market know me, Tie Niu. I wear a cloak, isn't it deceitful?"

"So your name is Tieniu!" Qi Wufei said, "My name is Qi Wufei, and I come from Honggu County."

Tie Niu was taken aback, and said, "You are the second person I've ever seen who declared himself a family in the ghost market."

"Who's the first one?"

"It's a monk named Fazhou."

"Fazhou?"

Qi Wufei thought of the little monk holding the Buddha bone relic.

Tieniu said, "Monks don't tell lies, why do you?"

Qi Wufei said, "Didn't you also tell me your name?"

Tie Niu said, "I'm different, I'm just a blacksmith."

Qi Wufei said: "If you tell me, I will tell you, this is fairness."

"Fair?" Tieniu grinned, "Interesting."

Qi Wufei glanced at the hammer on the stove, said nothing more, took out the black iron sword on his body, and handed it to the blacksmith.

He was so generous, and he declared his family, and he took out the black iron sword openly, just to let people know that he came to the Sifang ghost market tonight.

This black iron sword was obtained from an ancient monk, let alone 1 years, it must have existed for thousands of years, no one should care about the origin of the sword.

And the Chengying Sword cannot be used publicly, so he always has a sword that can be used publicly.

He was not willing to go to the 4s shop to spend that much money, and he was not very satisfied with the functions of those swords.

If this sword can be repaired, it must be a very practical sword.

At that time, with the Xuantie sword in the light and the Chengying sword in the dark, his combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.

As for the origin of this sword, he can say that it was passed down to him by his master, but it has been useless because it was damaged.

After it is repaired, use the relationship of City God to get a driving license, and everything will be OK.