Yan Chixue quietly walked away.

This ghost recognized the Zhelongzi, who was making a sword, and could tell the detailed origin of the Jingchan Sword in one word, which may have a lot to do with Kunwu's name.

Li Buzhuo shook his head and said, "This sword is too thin and is indeed unrealistic. When it comes to other craftsmen's weapons, the first one must be the striking sword."

Yan Chixue wanted to go forward and pinch Li Buzhuo, so she held back.

Li Buzhuo continued: "But being able to forge the sword so lightly should be a masterpiece that only priests have. Using this sword to cut against people is a waste of resources. This sword has three advantages: one is that it swings the sword quickly, two is that it can penetrate into the gaps in the armor, and three is that it has excellent toughness... it can attack the enemy without any preparation."

The ghost said, "How do you attack the enemy without preparation?"

Li Buzhuo hesitated and looked at Jingchan Jian.

"You might as well try the sword." The ghost said directly.

Li Buzhuo was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked at it. The shopkeeper Kunwu at the end of the corridor was looking at this side and nodded slightly.

Li Buzhuo's heart moved, took off the Shocking Cicada Sword and weighed it gently.

"Here you come!"

With a light shout, Li Buzhuo thrust his sword into the ghost's throat.

The ghost smiled hoarsely, held a dagger and crossed it in front of his chest. The blade on the cold and cold dagger was like fish scales, and the word "fish talisman" was engraved at the swallowing mouth.

After buying weapons, the ghost's temperament changed drastically. It was originally just a cold breath, but then it became murderous intent.

Li Buzhuo's sword shook, and he moved the flowering point on the ridge toward the left shoulder of the ghost. The tip of the sword trembled left and right, and his whereabouts were floating.

The ghost swung the dagger to block it, and saw that the cicada sword was about to touch the fish talisman dagger, Li Buzhuo turned his wrist and easily retracted the attack.

The two soldiers almost collided, and the cicada was damaged. Yan Chixue breathed a sigh of relief - fortunately, there was no danger.

When Li Buzhuo collected the sword, he took a step back. The ghost was as if he had no weight. He grabbed the space and rushed forward suddenly. The dagger pierced Li Buzhuo's faced door like a cold star.

Li Buzhuo passed by the ghost sideways, slashed the sword and slashed the ghost's waist. The ghost held the dagger to block it. Li Buzhuo did not dodge or avoid it, and added three more points of force.

Kunwu's shopkeeper shook his head, and Yan Chixue whined softly. The fish talisman was also a weapon of a craftsman. The next thing would be the result of the collision between two soldiers and the loss of both.

When wielding the sword, Li Buzhuo flipped his wrist and swung it!

Yin!

With a sword roar, the sword body suddenly bent, and suddenly bypassed the fish talisman dagger, and stabbed the black-clothed ghost behind the left shoulder like a spirit snake.

Yan Chixue was stunned. Can the sword be used like this?

Thorn!

He picked the ghost's clothes into a hole, and the sword body suddenly bounced straight, still trembling.

The ghost stood still, sighed and put away his dagger: "You won."

Li Buzhuo also withdrew his sword and fisted at him: "Take it aside."

"This sword is in your hands, and it is not disappointing." The ghost waved his hand and turned around and left.

Li Buzhuo watched the ghost in black leave, looked at the Jingchan Sword with some reluctance, ready to hang it back.

At this time, the shopkeeper Kunwu came over and watched the ghost disappear outside the door, and sighed: "Uncle Master is thinking about the shocking cicada sword he forged until his death, and he can't let it go after his death."

"That's Zhelongzi?" Yan Chixue asked.

The shopkeeper of Kunwu nodded and looked at Li Buzhuo: "He meant to give you the Jingchan Sword, but the rules of Kunwu cannot be broken. The Jingchan Sword was originally sold for twelve gold turtles. I will give you an 80% discount. You can pay two gold turtles."

Li Buzhuo hesitated for a moment, smiled, and still hung up his sword: "Forget it, come and buy it in the future."

"I may not be here again in the future." The shopkeeper Kunwu looked at the side meaningfully.

Just now, someone else saw Li Buzhuo's technique of using the Sword of Chronicles. As a craftsman's weapon made by a master craftsman, the price of the Twelve Gold Rods is extremely low, not to mention that the sword is specially designed, exquisitely decorated, and has a great collection significance.

Li Buzhuo still shook his head, and suddenly took off the Sword of Shocking Cicada with his bare hands: "You don't want it, I want it."

Yan Chixue took off the Sword of Sword of Sword, carried it backwards, gave Li Buzhuo a smug smile, turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Do you get a price of two gold steaks? Is it a scabbard?"

"There was originally a matching scabbard, of course I'll give it to you." The shopkeeper glanced at Li Buzhuo and smiled.

Soon after, Li Buzhuo bought the turbid sword and walked out of Kunwu. Aside Yan Chixue's waist was surrounded by the Shocking Cicada Sword inserted into the ebony sword sheath.

"I'm not angry after picking up your advantage, are you?" Yan Chixue was in a very happy mood with the hilt of the sword.

Li Buzhuo's eyes twitched: "This sword can be sold for twelve gold turtles, and I will get half of it at that time."

"Sell? Are you willing to bear it?" Yan Chixue opened her eyes wide.

"I can't bear to leave."

"I can't bear to leave either."

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When it was almost night, Li Buzhuo bought a collection of practice essays that were the leader of the county tests over the years, and found nothing but that.

When I was about to go back home, I passed by the wooden machine pavilion that had previously sold live mortises, and saw a Youguang Wild Child train parked beside the pavilion.

The black cloak worn by several people in the pavilion is embroidered with Gongshu totem - two mechanical birds holding and pulling a puppet human figure holding a fire.

Li Buzhuo glanced at him and his face changed. These men and women surrounded the store and were holding a living mortise.

"The live mortise I sold?" Li Buzhuo grabbed Yan Chixue's wrist and hid at the stall selling calligraphy and paintings on the roadside.

Yan Chixue looked at Li Buzhuo in surprise, but saw Li Buzhuo listening intently, and his face was nervous.

The people in the pavilion said:

"Is it a teenager?"

"Not bad, I'm sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing black casual clothes, I really can't tell you..."

"That's right?"

"Hey, it doesn't look like it. The eyebrows are thicker. Oh, the mouth is thinner. The nose is higher and the height is higher. By the way, the eyes are not so round, yes! It's a bit interesting."

"so?"

"You're drawing it like..."

Li Buzhuo's heart thumped: "Are they looking for me? What are the losers looking for me?"

He shouted softly and left quickly. Li Buzhuo pulled Yan Chixue into the crowd and walked quickly towards the exit of the Youhuan.

"Most half a month ago, I saw the people from Gongshu looking for something. They were looking for me because of the live mortise..."

"That live mortise was made by Ya Santongsai Sanjin, and it was also what I asked me to sell..."

"They are looking for crow three-way? Yes, this dead bird can do Yan's mechanical skills. I have long doubted this, but I didn't take it too seriously..."

Li Buzhuo was in a chaotic mood. Gongshu clan was the largest clan of the Yan family. He took turns to take charge of the Weitian Palace, which was responsible for the construction of fortifications in the entire Sixteen Prefectures of Fuli. He collected copper coins in the fiefdom, and had nearly 10,000 private soldiers, and even supplied Yanjia, the Shenji Army, with the strongest combat power in Fuli...

Li Buzhuo gritted his teeth secretly: "The bullshit descendants of Bai Ze, I actually took this dead bird lightly."

"Then the method of creating a live mortise must be the secret technique of Gongshu, so the store owner was so happy to collect it. By the way, with its cunning, how could he not know that Gongshu would find this clue, and it deliberately did it?"

"It has a close relationship with Gongshu. What is its origin? Gongshu is missing in the county school, and it often peeks at Mo Shuangcheng of the Mo family..."

Along the way, Yan Chixue saw that Li Buzhuo's face changed and opened her mouth to ask, but she still didn't ask and let him pull him.

Until he left the Two Realms Pass, Li Buzhuo took a deep breath and let Yan Chixue go: "I'm losing my composure, sorry."

Yan Chixue said worriedly: "What happened?"
Chapter completed!