It is said that Jiao San, the low-level recorder of "Sihai Pavilion", after waiting for Ye Qingxuan for half a day without seeing him, was at a loss and decided to leave. But just as he was about to leave, a heavenly voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Third uncle stay behind."
thud thud thud, the small broken steps were tense for a while, but it was the Qingxuan Xiaodao boy who had made Jiao San wait for half a day rushed over.
There was a thin layer of white sweat on the handsome boy-like face of Xianfu, and he seemed to have rushed here in a hurry. Jiao San's depressed mood was suddenly raised, and he rushed to this little Taoist master. I'm so excited, this time the sales are on the way.
"Hey, my little ancestor, why is it so late today?"
"Hey, Master Xiaodao has done some personal business - how about third uncle, did you bring something?"
Seeing Qingxuan frowning and looking anxious, Jiao San's wrinkles on his old face burst into laughter.
"Don't worry, don't worry... brought it, brought it..."
Jiao San carefully took out a linen package from his side fan, before he could open it, Qing Xuan snatched it.
After three or two clicks, Qingxuan found the book he wanted, the thirty-third issue of "Wulin Miscellaneous Events" Gengzi Year.
Well - this is it.
Qingxuan, who was about to pay, suddenly saw a magazine that was thicker than his own and had the same name.
"What's this?"
"This is the national version of "Martial Arts Miscellaneous Records". The copy in Master Qingxuan's hands is the sub-volume of our Yunzhou Wulin. This is the real original volume. It contains news from all over the country. The price is 5 taels of silver. .”
"It's only this thick, so it's 10 times more expensive?"
"Information is first and foremost, Xiao Daoist. What is the most important thing in these days? - News... you can know the world's affairs without leaving home. There are too many martial arts anecdotes here, maybe one day Xiao Dao Ever since I met an expert from the outside world or discovered a relic of the predecessors or something, when the time comes, I will soar into the sky and shock the world... "
Jiao Sanluo boasted for a long time, but the little Taoist priest Qingxuan curled his mouth, showing that he was not very interested.
Jiao San rolled his eyes and changed the subject, "Xiao Daoist, let's not talk about anything else in this book for the time being, these news are all fast, and they are all flying from the provincial capital to Luodu." The news obtained by the pigeon transfer book is not only new, but also the "expert analysis of martial arts" part of the book is worth the price."
"'Expert analysis of martial arts'? What kind of bullshit master is so valuable this time?"
"'Tsing Yi Building', the 'Five Tigers Breaking Doors Sword Technique' commented by Hong Gang, the owner of the twenty-eighth floor, 'Quick Knife'."
"The name of 'Tsing Yi Lou' is quite bluffing. But this Hong Gang? Such an earthy name, is it very powerful?" The little Taoist Qingxuan asked with a pink face wrinkled.
"Ancestor, Hong Gang is the master who has a portrait on the first floor of Tsingyi, the tenth level of the Earth Origin Realm, the cultivation of the peak of the day after tomorrow, an absolute master. This 'Tsingyi Building' is one of the top ten sects." , ranked fifth, this position has not been moved for nearly a hundred years, 'Tsing Yi Building' Tianxia 108th Floor, as long as there are portraits on the first floor, they are basically masters of the Earth Element Realm, and they can be found in' Master who competes for rankings on the Dijue Ranking. I heard that this time, the chief manager of our provincial capital paid a lot of money to speak out because of his friendship. Normally, people can’t hire him for as much money as they have money. , If you have face, it’s not bad.”
"Oh, it's really hanging. But it's a pity, Master Dao, I don't practice knives, I only practice swords." After speaking, he gave Jiao Sanwu money, took the thin book from before, turned around and left.
The little Taoist priest Qingxuan handed over the silver, turned around and left with the booklet in hand.
It's not that he forgot his previous plan, but that Qingxuan has been dealing with Jiao San for a long time, so he naturally knows Jiao San's slippery temper, this old guy is a bitch, he can only get in and out. If he asked to read the book on his own initiative, this Mr. Jiao might have come up with something stupid, and he would never take out the book eagerly.
This man is cheap, he can't ask for it, he has to run on it.
"Farewell, Daoist, Daoist, Qingxuan Xiaodao..."
Sure enough, seeing the little Taoist priest Qingxuan turn around and leave, Jiao San, who had not achieved his goal at all, immediately became a little anxious.
Jiao San hurriedly grabbed Qingxuan's sleeve, begging bitterly: "Master Qingxuan, Master Qingxuan, don't hurry, don't hurry. Third uncle, my business is not good recently, so I won't sell more things. The job will be ruined, your aunt and your brothers and sisters will go to the street to beg for food, I..."
As Jiao San spoke, he began to cry and wipe away his tears, but he covered it with his sleeve for a long time, and Ye Qingxuan didn't see the old man shed a single tear.
It’s broken, I must have cried a lot before, damn it, but now I can’t cry—
Jiao San was in a hurry, his crying face turned into a bitter one, he covered his face with his sleeves, and thrust his finger into his nostrils—
"I'll go—uncle third, you don't have to cry like this, do you?"
"Prince Qingxuan Xiaodao, you don't know, your third uncle is suffering—"
"Okay, okay, don't cry... just cry when you cry, why is your nose still bleeding?"
"Ah, ah?—This anger hurts the liver, sad lungs... third uncle, my lungs are too hot, it's not a problem, it's not a problem..."
Hey, this guy who is born to be a cheapie, he really has no bottom line when dealing with a child who even cries and wipes away his tears.
Ye Qingxuan secretly despised Jiao San.
His daughter-in-law is a well-known fat woman in Qingyang Town. He's a bitch, and he likes to dress up like this beggar.
"Okay third uncle, don't cry, I'll see what I can buy. I don't know if you have any good recommendations this time? Let me state first, this Kyushu version of "Martial Arts Miscellaneous Records" I don't see it Use it, don’t sell it to me.”
"It's easy to say, easy to say." Jiao Sanyi wiped his sleeves when he heard that there was something to be said, the tears stopped, the nosebleed also stopped, and he immediately put on a flattering face, "You always read this "New Story of the Family" "?"
This old man is definitely a dog, and he can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book.
"What?" Ye Qingxuan asked helplessly.
"Introduction to the major families of Kyushu martial arts."
"don't want."
"Where is this "Sect Encyclopedia"?"
"No energy, no energy..."
""Kyushu Strange Beast Record"?"
"What for?"
"Almost all the alien beast atlases in Shenwu Dadi, there are pictures and truths, and there are some countermeasures and ways to capture alien beasts..."
"Huh? Interesting, how much?"
"50 taels."
"Robbery? Don't, don't..."
"'Extreme Heaven List' and 'Extreme Earth List'?"
"What is this?"
"The Thirty-six Heavenly Absolute Rankings are the rankings of the thirty-six innate masters; the Seventy-two Earthly Absolute Rankings list the seventy-two post-natal masters; the two magazines are bought together, and the latest issue of "The Ranking of Qianlongqifeng" is also given away. ", which are young heroes under the age of forty... Hehe, maybe you will have your old name in the future..."
"Oh? Accept your old auspicious words, how much is it?"
"Tianbang is 2 taels, and Earth Bang is 10 taels."
"What, what? Why is this "Dijue Bang" more expensive than "Heavenly Bang"?"
"Xiao Daochang, this "Dijue Bang" is updated every season, and the ranking of personnel fluctuates greatly, but this "Tianjue Bang" hasn't changed much in the past 50 years. If you bought a copy 50 years ago, you don't have to buy it again. It’s gone, so it can’t be sold.”
"Oh, what else?"
"besides… "
…
Jiao San recommended dozens of books at a very fast speed. The contents of the books are all aspects that Qingxuan usually pays attention to. However, this time the Taoist leader Qingxuan has [Langhuan Lingmiao Pavilion], and his vision is much higher. These anecdotes Chores are no longer his interest.
Not long after, Jiao San picked up the book [Swordsmanship of Qingfeng Wuliu] again.
"Xiao Daoist still has this, you see..."
As soon as he picked up the cheat book, Qing Xuan snatched it away.
"Why hasn't this baby thing been sold yet?"
"Hey, look at what you said, Xiao Daoist, this book [Qingfeng Wuliu Swordsmanship] is specially kept by the little old man for you. Others want it, but the little old man is reluctant to sell it. It is only you, the future book. The great swordsman is worthy of this book."
"Stop flattering the Taoist." Qingxuan stood on the stone chair beside the corridor, squinting at Jiao San with his eyes, "Can't you sell it? Five thousand taels of silver is enough to buy a big house outside the courtyard of Qingyang Town." With the addition of two little girls, who will buy your broken book?"
Ye Qingxuan, who was full of contempt, laughed at Jiao San's little trick while shaking the book.
"Ancestor, take it easy, take it easy, this is the life of the little old man."
Jiao San stretched out his hand to grab it, Qing Xuan dodged it, and immediately stood on a higher stone table, holding up the book in his hand, causing Jiao San to jump up and down, making the cunning and wise Third Master Jiao look like a monkey of.
Tired and out of breath, Jiao San couldn't reach after jumping a few times, but he didn't dare to offend this little ancestor on the Qingyun Temple boundary, so he had to stop at last.
"Master Xiaodao, the little old man is dying. If you don't want to buy it, please return this book to the little old man. The little old man will set up a stall at the door. Maybe some rich man will buy it."
"I can't do without you, let the Daoist take a look and talk about it."
Qingxuan really couldn't afford such an expensive book, so he flipped open the secret book in his hand.
Unable to bear the excitement in his heart, Qingxuan immediately activated the "martial arts collection system".
Just listening to the electronic sound "Start recording...", Qingxuan saw an experience bar with a "beep" in front of him. As he flipped it, the experience bar increased at a slow speed: 5%, 10%, 20%...
When the electronic sound appeared in Qingxuan's ear, he was startled immediately, and immediately turned his head to look at Jiao San. Seeing the cheap look on the old guy's face, he nodded and bowed and waited for his reply, obviously he didn't hear it.
It seems that this electronic sound should only be heard by oneself.
Thinking of this, Qingxuan slowed down his thoughts, and calmly turned over the sword manual in his hand, while shaking his head, he clicked his tongue in admiration.