Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 11 A Pig Killing Knife

Fang Wei looked at the spirit stone beside him and couldn't help swallowing secretly. This was a 1 point of energy, or a permanent amount of money.

"Senior Sister Yu is indeed a good girl!"

However, after thinking about it, Fang Wei finally resisted the urge to accept it and shook his head and said.

"Sister Yu, you can go there, I will just take a trip, but I can't accept this spirit stone. If you really want to pay me, just give me a few dozen cents!"

Fang Wei knew Yu Qingrou's personality. She probably took the commission not for herself, but because of the current embarrassing economic situation of Yundan Pavilion.

Therefore, from the perspective of reason, he cannot greed for this spirit stone. This is his bottom line for being a man. After all, Yu Qingrou is the one who really goes to fight against ghosts.

If he accepts it, he will become the man standing behind the fairy.

"Although Mr. Lu said it in detail, I didn't see the real situation with my own eyes. This time I invited you to take risks. You deserve this spirit stone."

Yu Qingrou continued to persist. Fang Wei did not want to be a greedy novice, and she did not want to owe Fang Wei favors that had a deep relationship with this disciple.

If it weren't for the last resort, he would definitely not have called Fang Wei.

After saying this, Yu Qingrou didn't wait for Fang Wei to refuse, and immediately got up and left the hall with Yi Guan money.

"This woman!"

Fang Wei shook his head, and now he could only put the spirit stone in his arms first.

"However, what Yu Qingrou said makes sense. Although Mr. Lu said it in great detail, the necessary precautions still need to be taken. It seems that I have to prepare too!"

After putting away the spirit stone, Fang Wei couldn't sit still, so he immediately stood up and walked out the door, wanting to go back to Yunxian Pavilion.

...

"Senior Brother Fang Wei!"

However, Fang Weicai stepped out of the hall door and saw Ling Baoer holding a porcelain bowl in both hands to greet him.

"This is my freshly baked sweet potato! You can eat one while it's hot!"

At this time, the sweet potatoes in the bowl were still steaming, and the skin was slightly shriveled but not scorched, which looked particularly attractive.

Speaking of which, Fang Wei taught her the skills of roasting sweet potatoes when she saw that she liked to eat them.

In the past, Ling Baoer roasted sweet potatoes, but threw them into the fire and pulled them out after the fire was extinguished. The surface was pitch black like carbon, but it could also burn most of the sweet potato meat. How could it be so good?

"Okay, thank you junior sister Baoer!"

Fang Wei didn't even eat breakfast. She smelled the strong fragrance and was really greedy. She didn't hesitate to be polite at the moment, so she grabbed a sweet potato and put it in her hand.

"You're welcome!"

Ling Baoer waved his hand happily, then looked around secretly for a moment, then approached Fang Wei and asked quietly.

"Senior Brother Fang Wei, did you do something bad to your senior sister a few days ago? After the senior sister came back, she was angry for several days!"

"I'm not allowed to come to you and listen to the story!"

"Hmm? No! How dare you make Senior Brother make Senior Sister Yu angry!"

Fang Wei-yeol was stunned. He didn't expect Ling Baoer to ask this question, but he would not admit it in front of this little man, which would ruin the child.

"No? When the senior sister was practicing swords these two mornings, she scolded the disciples at the practice grass man, and then poked them hard with the wooden sword!"

Ling Baoer was puzzled when she heard this and told her what she had seen and heard in the past two days.

“…”

Fang Wei suddenly felt that he was in a bad mood.

It seems that my senior sister’s prejudice towards herself is greater than she imagined.

"Baoer, what are you doing?"

At this moment, in a room next to him, Yu Qingrou just arrived at the door. Seeing Fang Wei and Ling Baoer have been leaning on for so long, she immediately frowned and greeted her.

Now, in Yu Qingrou's eyes, Fang Wei became a disciple and could not support the wall. He could not let him teach Ling Baoer.

"Senior sister, nothing! I'm just giving roasted sweet potatoes to Senior Brother Fang Wei!"

When Ling Baoer saw Yu Qingrou, her head shrank and immediately explained guiltily, then carried the bowl and ran towards Yu Qingrou.

Seeing this, Fang Wei smiled slightly, and walked out of the Yundan Pavilion with the sweet potatoes.

...

Walking through the streets and alleys, Fang Wei returned directly to Yunxian Pavilion.

"There is only one broken compass. It seems that the cheap master and senior brother's tools for catching demons are thrown outside!"

When he came to the Yunxian Pavilion, what Fang Wei did not expect was that when he opened the wooden box that specially stored the demon-removing equipment of the Yunxian Pavilion, he found that there was only a worn compass, some blank talisman paper and cinnabar inside.

Obviously, the former full of demon-removing tools were thrown outside by a cheap master.

When Taoist Master Fuyun went out to subdue demons, the most important thing was a seven-star sword and talisman paper!

The Seven-Star Sword is a low-grade magic weapon. It is so smooth to kill demons and eliminate demons. It is worth five jin of money in one hand.

"Oh, it seems that there is no hope for the Seven Star Sword! I didn't expect that there was only one broken compass!"

"Just compass!"

In the end, Fang Wei had no choice but to take out the compass that had broken the horn. This thing can sense the weird Fang Wei, at least it can be considered an early warning.

Helplessly, he covered the wooden box and wrapped the compass with a black cloth and put it in his arms. Fang Wei closed the gate of Yunxian Pavilion and returned to Yundan Pavilion.

Mr. Lu said that he would send a carriage to pick it up at noon, so he would go there earlier to avoid missing the time.

...

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

He walked through the streets and alleys again, just as Fang Wei was about to walk out of the west of the city, he was suddenly attracted by a tingling sound.

It turned out that he happened to pass by a blacksmith shop on the street, and the sound of metal knocking kept coming from inside.

"It's a pity that I only have fifteen cents of copper coins on my body now, otherwise I could go in and see if there are any cheap iron blades. Although I can't hurt ghosts, I can still defend myself in the wild."

This time, Fang Wei and the others received the commission basically concluded that it was a ghost, and the ghost was erratic and had no entity. Unless it was a magic weapon, ordinary iron tools would not be damaged at all.

However, Lujia Village is ten miles away from the county town, so you may not encounter monsters. Therefore, if you hold a handful of iron tools, you will not be unarmed.

Although the damage to monsters by ordinary iron swords is very limited, it is just in case.

After pausing for a moment, Fang Wei continued to move forward.

Just after he walked more than twenty meters, he passed by a butcher shop, he suddenly heard a call from behind.

"But Zhang! The new knife you want is ready! See if you can match it!"

I saw the craftsman in the blacksmith shop who had a new pig-killing knife brought it to the butcher shop.

"Wow, it's quite big, very good! Haha, Lao Li, I admire your skills very much. Look at my old knife, I have been using it for ten years, and there are thousands of livestock slaughtered. If I hadn't been holding it recently, I always felt chills and dizzy all over, so I wouldn't have been willing to change it!"

The butcher took the new knife handed over by the blacksmith and nodded immediately without satisfaction.

As he said that, he also compared it with the old pig-killing knife on the display board.

"It's fine if you are satisfied. If that's the case, then according to the original agreement, I'll use this old knife to melt it into iron, which is about 15 cents."

"Okay, this knife cannot be kept. I feel uncomfortable after I hold it this year. Once I put it down, I can return to normal. It's very evil. You can melt it quickly!"

When Zhang Butcher Zhang heard this, he immediately handed the long-standing pig-killing knife to the blacksmith Lao Li.

"good!"

The blacksmith took the old knife, responded and turned around to return to the blacksmith shop.

"This blacksmith, please wait a moment!"

And just as the blacksmith turned around, a voice stopped him. It was Fang Wei who had heard the conversation between the two.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next