After following the old liar downstairs and transferring the money according to the prescribed procedures, Chen Xian couldn't help but feel relieved that the most troublesome thing for him was finally done.
After transferring the money, the old liar stood next to Chen Xian, sneaking a glance at his cell phone.
Seeing the seven-figure deposit balance, the old liar clicked his tongue: "You're pretty good, kid!"
"Recently, I have spent a lot, and the original savings are even more." Chen Xian said helplessly. Thinking of his daily expenses, combined with the balance of the savings to convert, a lot of pressure was added to his face, "If you don't If it works, it may not last for a few years."
"Can't last a few years?" The old liar was taken aback, "You usually spend so much money? Which one do you get for pornography, gambling and drugs?"
"Eat." Chen Xian said in a low voice, his expression still so disappointed, "My daily expenses are nearly 3,000, and a year's calculation is about a million. Now the domestic prices are so high, and the price of beef and mutton has risen several times. …”
The old liar was silent for two seconds, and tentatively asked, "Why don't you eat pork instead?"
"I also eat that, but beef and mutton are better for my body and are easier to absorb, so I usually eat more. You know that my stomach is not right..."
"Your stomach comes from a prodigal family, and you can't afford to feed anyone with millions of dollars." The old liar gloated and said, "So much money has to be spent on food, the life of the rich is really simple and unpretentious, huh? "
"..."
Although Chen Xian really wanted to refute the old liar's words, he had to say that what he said was quite reasonable. Isn't he a prodigal if his stomach changes so badly
Usually this store is full of people coming and going, and it is as lively as a vegetable market. Only today is it rare to be free. Chen Xian saw that the old man was bored staying in the store by himself, so he planned to chat with him for a while, and by the way Talk about something about yourself.
The back room on the first floor is the quietest place in the whole shop.
The difference from the front hall is that the decoration here is relatively old. It seems that it has not been renovated over the years. The walls have inevitably become yellow and dull, and cracks have appeared in many places, and the wall peeling is the most serious. Those few places are blocked by old crooks with old posters from the 90s.
The dark brown floor on the ground is badly worn, maybe the wooden body is rotten, once someone walks by, it will creak, and some places will be dented suddenly while bearing the weight, giving people a soft feeling. Feeling weak, like walking in mud and stepping on a pit.
In the narrow and cramped room, there is only room for a floor-to-ceiling tea table and a few chairs.
On the wall on the left is an LCD TV bought by an old liar last year. It is late at night, and the family ethics drama that middle-aged aunts love to watch is playing on the TV. The familiar smell of fireworks.
Chen Xian and the old liar were sitting at the table drinking tea, while the girl was staring closely at the LCD TV hanging on the wall. She seemed quite interested in the content played on it, staring intently at the screen, her eyes glowing with excitement.
"Master Ge, do you have any more useful magic weapons in your store?" When Chen Xian asked this, a list of magic weapons he had bought from him before appeared in his mind.
The Tongxuan five-element whip from Xiamao Mountain, the bronze sword from Longhu Mountain, the Baixi corpse-binding rope from Xiangxi, the soul-suppressing drum of the Five Immortals from the Northeast Chumajia, and the white seal of killing evil from the Lushan School... These are just Chen Xian Among the instruments that have been bought, a very small part.
Over the years, Chen Xian has bought more than 30 magical artifacts, almost each of which costs more than 30,000 yuan. Although this kind of magical artifact has a taste of assembly line processing, it is definitely worth the money. Some aliens use this kind of magic weapon.
According to the normal situation, these instruments are relatively durable, at least one or two years of use, and at most three or four years, it mainly depends on how the owner uses and "maintains".
Chen Xian is a caring person. He has a lot of experience in maintaining magical instruments, but when it comes to using...
Other aliens use magic tools to operate Yin-Yang spells, but Chen Xian is more independent. He can use Yin-Yang magic tools as standard cold weapons, always trying to defeat opponents on the physical level.
The whip-shaped magic weapon is used as a whip, and the sword-shaped magic weapon is used as a sword to chop.
Although compared with ancient magic tools in recent years, the level of refining and casting and metal raw materials have been significantly improved by leaps and bounds, and they can completely crush those ancient magic tools in terms of hard quality, but no matter what Even the hard magic weapon couldn't help Chen Xian torment him like this.
"Why don't you buy ordinary weapons, magic weapons are not suitable for you." The old liar said to Chen Xian earnestly, trying his best to make Chen Xian stop thinking about using magic weapons.
Every time Chen Xian buys a magic weapon, there must be a problem within a month. He bought it dozens of times, and even the old liar was a little suspicious at the end of the purchase. Could it be that he really cheated him so many times?
In fact, in Yinshi, the old liar himself has a good reputation. Although his shop is not high-quality and cheap, it is at least worth the money. The old liar was terrified, for fear that others would say behind his back that he was an old and undead black-hearted ghost, and he would not say anything when he stared at the bully.
The old liar was scared, from the bottom of his heart.
You don't know those yin and yang spells, so why do you have to buy magic tools
The old liar asked Chen Xian more than once, and Chen Xian's answer was the same every time.
"practical."
At present, the casting level of cold weapons in China is very high. Titanium alloy, tungsten steel, ferroalloy... All these common and uncommon metals can be used to cast cold weapons, and their sharpness, toughness and durability have different levels, depending on the price. First, low-priced items can only be used as ordinary cold weapons, while high-priced items may break through the "defense line" of some abnormal life forms.
However, such cold weapons with high "lethal power" are often much more expensive than ordinary magic weapons, and the price/performance ratio can be said to be very low.
If you use numerical values as an analogy, a magic weapon worth 30,000 has a physical attack power of 5 and a special attribute attack power of 5, so the total is 10.
And those high-end cold weapons with a price of nearly 100,000 only have a pure physical attack power of 10, without any additional special attributes.
From the perspective of attack power alone, there is almost no difference between the two.
So on the whole, the magic weapon is more cost-effective.
For a stranger like Chen Xian who lives on a budget, what else can he buy if he doesn't buy a magic weapon
"You kid just give up on the magic weapon, don't even think about it, even if I kill you, I won't sell it to you!" The old liar picked up his teacup and drank it in a gulp, with an extremely free and easy gesture, "I'll sell you another magic weapon!" I'm the biggest idiot in Yin City."
"Don't swear." Chen Xian looked at him carefully, and asked tentatively, "Why don't you try selling me another one? I promise not to use it indiscriminately in the future, and I won't trouble you if it breaks!"
The old liar looked at him, opened his old lips lightly and spit out a word.
"Your teeth are more useful than any weapon. Why are you smashing them on the magic weapon..." The old liar sighed, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and said slowly, "Otherwise, you will pay two Give me 100,000 yuan, and I will teach you a one-month crash course in Taoism, and then you will be even more powerful when you use the weapon, and I can sell it to you with confidence."
"Study Taoism?" Chen Xian frowned, seemed to recall something from the past, shook his head and said, "I'm not that material."
Before the age of 20, Chen Xian always yearned for religious practice. After all, his biggest idol was Lin Fengjiao, the zombie priest in Hong Kong and Taiwan horror movies, but after trying a few times... Chen Xian gave up.
Chen Xian once attended a cram school provided by the Bureau of Secrets. The tuition fee for a month was about 100,000 yuan. The teacher was a special lecturer hired by the Bureau from Maoshan.
In that cram school, Chen Xian was the alien with the highest status.
At the age of twenty, he became a senior temporary worker of the Bureau of Secrets. It is no exaggeration to describe him as a genius who is unique in ten thousand. The teacher has great confidence in him, and even The moment he saw Chen Xian in class, the teacher seemed to see his limitless future.
Facts have proved that the teacher was wrong.
An introduction is needed to perform any yin and yang spells. The so-called introduction is the yin and yang in the human body. The connection between them and other people is like the relationship between a magician and mana in a game, and they are indispensable for each other.
The reason why Chen Xian could not practice religious techniques was because of these qi.
The "reserve" of yin and yang in his body is only equivalent to that of ordinary people, even inferior to those who have just started. Even if the teacher prescribes a small treatment for him or even finds a variety of medicinal materials to replenish his qi, the final result is still the same …
"Forget it, I'd better just buy some magical tools." Chen Xian didn't want to continue recalling, glanced at the old liar, and said in a very sincere tone, "I am a human being, not a beast, and I always eat people like that. I have a mental problem."
The old liar smoked in silence, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"The magic weapon is really not suitable for you, you don't have to think about it anymore, I will never sell it to you, but... I suddenly had an idea, maybe you are suitable for those things."
"What?" Chen Xian suddenly became interested.
The old liar looked at Chen Xian, his withered face looming in the smoke, and his smile was inexplicably weird.
"Evil weapon."