"How is it?" Xu Fugui sneered: "Do you know this thing?"

The young man's solemn expression disappeared in a flash, and he only asked: "Do you want to sell it, or do you want to attract someone's attention?"

Xu Fugui thought for a while: "If I sell it, how much will you pay?"

The young man said nothing and only stretched out a finger...

Xu Fugui's expression suddenly changed: "One hundred million?" The young man shook his head.

"That's ten million?" The young man still shook his head. Xu Fugui couldn't believe it: "One million?"

The young man smiled: "Ten thousand yuan, not a penny more."

Damn it, Xu Fugui burst out: "Do you know what the fuck you are doing?"

The young man smiled instead of getting angry: "If you are just looking for my help, then this thing is worth 35 million. If you are selling it to me, then I will only pay 10,000."

These words surprised me: "Why is there such a big price difference?"

He said with a smile: "If you knew the origin of this thing, you would understand why I quoted such a price."

I quickly asked: "What is the origin of this knife?"

The young man stretched out his hand: "I want to know...50,000!"

"So expensive?" Xu Fugui frowned: "Why the hell don't you go and grab it?"

"Because I'm lazy! I'm too lazy to even rob." The young man's attitude was firm: "It's the price anyway. If you ask, just take the money!"

"You..." Xu Fugui was angry, but I quickly stopped him and asked Siyu to help me advance the payment.

Ma Siyu took out his mobile phone, checked his account, and transferred 50,000 yuan.

After confirming that the money was received, the young man turned around to get the computer.

Damn it! Xu Fugui’s teeth itched with hatred: “Wait a minute, if what he says is wrong, I’m not done with him.”

"Forget it," I thought in my mind: "He should know that this thing is an evil thing, so he quoted the price just now."

"This is a ghost hand sword with a history of more than 800 years."

The young man came over with the computer and introduced in detail: "This was made by an Italian blacksmith in the 14th century. It is called one of the eight weird knives in the world. It is a very scary evil knife."

It is said that the blacksmith was obsessed with making the best knives in the world and did not hesitate to use various precious materials for experiments. However, the blacksmith's own economy was limited and he could only rely on borrowing money to constantly try new materials. Therefore, he also shouldered a considerable economic burden.

pressure.

The blacksmith gradually became insane. In order to build the best knife to pay off his debts, he cut off his wife's right hand to make a handle, sharpened his son's ribs into a blade, and made a scabbard out of his own calf bone.

It can be said that this knife is filled with the blood of the blacksmith's family.

Three days after the blacksmith presented the knife to the creditor, the creditor went crazy and burned the whole family to death. Anyone who got the knife later would go crazy, and everyone in the family would die tragically.

The young man was convinced: "It can be said that this is a cursed famous sword."

"Are you done?" Xu Fugui immediately changed his face: "You are wrong. This knife only has a history of more than 400 years. You cut it wrong. Please refund your money!"

The young man smiled and looked at him: "You look like you are rich and noble, but you actually act rogue for tens of thousands of dollars?"

Xu Fugui insisted: "You are just wrong about the origin of this knife!"

The young man turned the laptop over, pointed at the page and said, "Look at it for yourself. The records are clear. Are there any falsehoods?"

Xu Fugui's expression suddenly changed: "Did you fucking search it online?"

I looked at the picture on the computer page, and it was exactly the same as the house knife I brought.

The young man said with a smile: "I don't regret spending 50,000 yuan, just treat it as buying experience. From now on, I will check it out online first!"

This is easier than robbing, even I can't help but despise him.

Xu Fugui was very angry. He glanced at the business license on the wall and muttered: "Chen Nannan...I remember this name!"

"Forget it, let's go!" I put away the ghost hand knife and took them to leave...

"Wait!" The young man suddenly stopped us: "Fifty thousand yuan will not be spent in vain. I have some extra news for you. More than 400 years ago, the ghost-hand knife came to our country. In the past 400 years, various people have eaten it.

The Yin and Yang people have tried everything, and even hundreds of lives have been lost, but the curse of this sword has not been resolved. I have tried all kinds of methods, but only two cracks were created at the connection between the handle and the scabbard."

These words made me slow down a little, and I felt a little concerned for no reason.

But Xu Fugui pulled me away and cursed secretly: "This is a shady store. I'll find someone to investigate him later."

On the way back, I felt that this matter was even more uncertain.

At first I was unsure because I didn’t know the origin of the knife. Now that I know the origin, I can’t think of how to deal with it.

"Jiang Chen," Ma Siyu was concerned: "What's wrong? Have you thought of how to make things right?"

Frustrated, I recounted all the methods I had thought of last night, such as crow blood to destroy evil things, calcining them with fire, and other methods. I even thought of using a cutting machine to cut this thing into pieces.

Ma Siyu asked: "What about now?"

The young man's last words made me lose my confidence: "No one has been able to solve it for hundreds of years, and it cost hundreds of lives. Simple methods like crow blood have probably been used by people in the past."

A cell phone ringtone rang suddenly...

Is it an unfamiliar number? When I answered the call, I heard it was Mrs. Zhao’s voice.

She asked me to take the house knife to the Zhao family villa. I didn't ask much about the reason.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Fugui asked Xu Fugui to drive directly to the villa area in the south of the city.

When we arrived at the door of the villa, Xu Fugui was waiting for us in the car. Siyu and I knocked on the door and entered.

Entering Zhao's house, I saw Mrs. Zhao warmly entertaining guests.

And Ma Siyu recognized it at a glance: "It's from the Nalan family!"
Chapter completed!