To be honest, when I heard this number, my first thought was that it was really not expensive. After all, the other party was invited by Qing Yi, and this was a life-threatening job.
Maybe it's because I'm too rich now, so I'm a bit arrogant.
When Qing Yi saw my expression, he thought I thought the price was too expensive. He pondered for a moment and quickly bargained with Taoist Master Ziyun, asking him if the price could be lower.
Taoist Priest Ziyun's face darkened slightly, "Junior Brother, we made an agreement in advance."
Having said this, he looked at me and frowned, "Little brother, if you don't have the strength, you should hire someone else."
After saying this, he turned around and left, refusing to say another word to me.
If this was normal, I would definitely not offend him, but now that he was asking for help, I quickly reached out to stop him.
"Taoist priest, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean it like that. There is no problem with the money. I can pay it now."
As soon as Taoist Priest Ziyun heard that I could pay in advance, his face softened slightly and he waved his hand, "No, I always collect money after doing things."
This surprised me a little, and my perception of him changed instantly.
A gentleman loves money and gets it wisely. Although the price offered by Master Ziyun is unambiguous, he really follows the rules. This is a bit like when my grandfather was alive, no one could change the rules.
Then I turned my head and looked at Zhao Wuji who was sitting on the curb next to me. Qing Yi immediately understood what I meant and couldn't help but call out "Old Zhao". The old man stretched his waist and reluctantly looked back and stood on the curb.
He stood up, turned around and smiled, showing two rows of big yellow teeth.
"Hey, you guys are done talking, have you finally remembered this bad old man like me?"
"Mr. Zhao, I wonder what your asking price is?..." I didn't waste any time and asked the price directly.
Old man Zhao walked over with a smile and stretched out his dirty and rough hands.
"Little brother, nice to meet you!"
I quickly reached out my hand and shook it with his big hand.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a huge force burst out from his hand.
This power is extremely huge, as if it is overwhelming, and it feels as if it is on par with No. 7.
I was slightly startled and secretly yelled, "What a powerful old man."
It seems like this old man wants to show off his skills!
At the same time, my strength also surged out of my body, and I began to compete with the strength in the old man's hand. For a while, I was even on par.
"Um?"
Old man Zhao's eyes suddenly burst into light, and then he removed the power from his hands. I also removed my own power, but I felt that the old man did not use all his strength.
Old man Zhao laughed, stretched out his rough big hand, and patted my shoulder gently.
"Not bad, not bad, he is indeed the grandson of Fourth Master Zhang!"
"Do you know my grandfather?" I asked quickly.
"We are old acquaintances. It's a pity that this old man took the first step!" Zhao Wuji sighed, with a trace of reminiscence in his eyes, but he was obviously unwilling to say anything more, and I was too sensible to ask any more questions.
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"Sir, if you want any compensation, just ask."
When facing people of the same generation as my grandfather, I am much more polite.
Unexpectedly, Old Man Zhao shook his head and said, "Hey, what do I need so much money for? People like us are not sure how long we can survive. I'm not as particular as Taoist priests." He glanced deliberately as he spoke.
See Taoist Priest Ziyun,
The latter snorted coldly and did not answer.
It can be seen that these two people seem to be a little uncomfortable with each other.
I nodded with a slight smile, waiting for what Mr. Zhao would say next.
As expected, Old Man Zhao changed the topic and said, "However, I am very interested in something about you. I wonder if you can open my eyes at that time?"
"I wonder what the senior is talking about?" I couldn't help but be curious.
"I heard that you have a sword. It's very powerful. You want to show it to me? You also want to let me see it." Old Man Zhao's eyes were full of expectation.
"Ghost-slaying sword?" I said subconsciously.
As soon as these three words were spoken, I saw Qing Yi and Taoist Priest Ziyun next to me change their expressions slightly.
Looking at their expressions, I roughly understood that Qing Yi obviously did not know in advance that Zhao Wuji would make such a request.
"Old Zhao, your request is a bit too much!" Qing Yi's face darkened.
The bad old man didn't answer, he just looked at me with a smile. It was obvious that his target from the beginning was the ghost-slaying sword in my hand.
"It doesn't matter. Since the old gentleman is interested, I will show it to the old gentleman."
After saying this, I turned around, opened the car door, and took out the ghost-slaying sword wrapped in black cloth.
"Old sir, the things are here, please take a look."
The smile on Zhao Wuji's face faded little by little, and a solemn light slowly appeared in his eyes, showing that he paid enough attention to the Ghost Slayer Sword.
"I heard that this is a sword of innocence that ordinary people cannot control. Let me try to see if this rumor is true or not?"
After saying this, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Ghost Slayer Sword, holding the sword tightly with both hands.
Although the Demon Slayer Sword was wrapped in black cloth, the moment his hands came into contact with the Demon Slayer Sword, it trembled slightly.
"Buzz..."
The sound was like the vibration of a heavy impact on a railroad track, dull and powerful.
I smiled slightly, because this was not the first time I saw such a scene. After all, not everyone can afford this sword. I thought to myself, it seems that this bad old man should fight with this sword.
No chance.
Just as this thought came to my mind, Old Man Zhao suddenly gave a soft drink, raised his hand holding the Ghost Slayer sword suddenly, and actually took the sword from my hand.
At the same time, the bricks under his feet shattered with a click.
My pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly. It was so terrifying. This old man was even more powerful than I imagined.
The next moment, the black cloth was opened by him at any time, revealing the ghost-killing sword inside.
To be honest, I am a little doubtful now whether the legend is true, because so far there have been several people who can pick up this sword.
Monsters like Fu Hua Gu and Xiao Qin can wield the ghost-slaying sword at will with brute force. The little mute has the same innocent heart as me, but the old man in front of me is not amazing in appearance and has a squinty look.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a loyal person. How come he can hold a sword?
Looking at the cracks under my feet, I had the answer in my mind.
This thought flashed through my mind, and then I heard a clang as the ghost-slaying sword was pulled out of its scabbard.
When the cold light flashed, a thick blood-evil aura spurted out from the sword aura, as if it would cut people's skin just by looking at it.
"Good baby, really a good baby!"
Taoist Priest Ziyun subconsciously took a step forward, looking closely at the ghost-slaying sword in front of him, with a look of shock in his eyes.
Suddenly, Old Man Zhao reached out his left hand like lightning, grabbed it in the air, and there was a withered yellow leaf between his fingers. Then he flicked his fingers, and the leaf fell on the blade of the Ghost Slayer Sword.
Up, split into two instantly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... it's really fast!"
Old man Zhao shook his head in admiration, then sheathed the sword and stroked it with his hand, looking like he couldn't put it down.
After a while, Old Man Zhao raised his head and looked at me, and said eagerly, "Little brother, how about we discuss something?"
"Sir, please speak."
"Your baby is really good. I also have a baby. Can we switch roles?"
"That's not good!" I politely refused.
Just kidding, the Ghost Slayer Sword has an extraordinary meaning to me, and I can't exchange it with others easily.
"Don't refuse in a hurry. I'll show you my baby first."
While he was talking, he magically took out a short sword with a scabbard from under his belt, and threw it at me. ωωw..net
"then."
I subconsciously reached out and took it, but my hand sank suddenly.
What a heavy knife! It weighs dozens of kilograms at least.
I immediately put away my contempt.
Old man Zhao quickly promoted his weapon, "How about this treasure of mine? It's big and thick enough, and it's very powerful for stabbing people!"