New White Snake Asking Immortals

I forgot to close the window last night, and the wind picked up the petals and flew into the bedroom.

It rained heavily in the mountains, and the morning was cool. The cloudy weather was not so hot. It was natural to sleep in in such a comfortable early morning. Never forget your original intention of being lazy.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and a certain Bai got dressed and walked down the stairs in a daze.

He held his hand on the railing and looked down.

"Don't sleep, Fatty. Hurry up and open the door for business. There seems to be business outside."

The merciless oppression from the shopkeeper woke him up from his sweet dream. The fat-headed cat opened his tiger's mouth, yawned, stood up, shook his fur and went to open the door.

Bai Yujun clapped his hands.

The lanterns that had fallen on the top of the cabinet and on the eucalyptus table floated up in a panic, and they were hurriedly lighting up.

The fat orange cat raised his paw and pushed open a door. He squinted to look at the sunlight outside and smelled the smell. He sniffed again. When he pushed the next door open, there was a clang, and there was a man wearing light armor and official uniform outside. In front of the door, with four knives on his back, there was a loud sound when the stomach fell.

Fat Tiger felt that this was food delivered to his door, but also suspected that it was a door-to-door business, so he hesitated between eating or not eating.

The sound of rosewood slippers walking on the floor tiles behind her gradually became louder.

Bai Yujun covered his mouth and nose with an exquisite round fan and came closer, pushed the tiger's head away, lowered his head and took a serious look.

"He actually fell asleep in front of the store, so do I need him to pay for accommodation? Forget it, our store only sells groceries."

He glanced at Fat Tiger.

"Wake our clients up and be gentle."

Fat Tiger shook his head obediently, stuck out his tongue and licked the man's face happily...

So, after a military attache from a certain mortal dynasty woke up, he found that he had been licked by a cat. His tongue was sore from the barbs on his face, and his saliva was a bit smelly...

He stood up in a hurry, looked at the surroundings blankly, and took a few steps back to the steps, as if he didn't quite understand why he appeared here inexplicably.

The cliff above the sea of ​​clouds, the exquisite pavilion, and the strange cat.

Bai Yujun also saw clearly the appearance of this customer. He was a man about forty years old. His hair and face were stained with sweat, blood, dust, and dirt. He had no cultivation or spiritual roots, but he had strong internal and external skills. He was carrying The four knives are full of evil energy, and he looks like a fierce man.

The man only remembered being chased by evil spirits and running into the fog. He was tired and sleepy and found a place to sleep.

It seems that I accidentally broke into someone's cave.

Sunshine, sea of ​​fog, soft and cool breeze, petals flying across the sky.

Looking around with sharp eyes, he saw the little girl shaking the fan inside the door. Her aura was mysterious and strange, and it was difficult to tell whether she was a human or a demon. Her aura of righteousness was mixed with cruelty and cruelty, which was very contradictory.

After slightly tidying up his official uniform, he bowed with his hands without changing his expression at the bottom of the steps.

"In Xia Bingzhou..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Welcome, may I ask your surname and your official position?"

I'm too lazy to say tedious polite words. Anyway, the name of the place of origin is the same as not being mentioned. The business is to sell the goods quickly.

The man is not a narrow-minded person. He answered generously, which shows that he is an upright and upright man.

"My surname is Ge, and I was appointed to the position of Qianhu by my emperor. I accidentally broke into..."

Moubai waved his fan and interrupted again, stepping on two big auspicious clouds floating out of the threshold.

The tone was as seductive as ever.

"It turns out to be Ge Qianhu. That's right. It's fate that brings you here. I can see that you encounter difficult problems. Don't worry. In my store, you can sell products that solve your problems. There is no doubt that the products The more expensive it is, the higher the price will be, so please be careful when purchasing.”

The small fan was half covered and turned slightly sideways.

"Welcome to shop. Our store refuses credit. I hope you have brought enough treasures. Once the goods are sold, they will not be returned."

Ge Qianhu suddenly realized that he was very familiar with the style of a street vendor.

"I am being hunted by evil spirits. If you stay here, you will attract evil spirits..."

"It's okay. If you dare to cause trouble in our store, you will pay a higher price. Please go ahead."

Bai decided that if he didn't enter the store, he would let the tiger bite him. Even if he did, he would take him in and consume it, otherwise he would be sorry for his good moral character.

Ge Qianhu was about to refuse when he suddenly felt that something in the pavilion was attracting him. It was a strange intuition.

Just when Moubai was gesturing to the fat-headed cat to prepare his evil hand, Ge Qianhu bowed his hands again.

"In that case, let's take a look."

He climbed up the steps and walked inside. Fat Hu licked his lips in disappointment. Bai Yujun instantly appeared on the bookcase in the hall. He waved his fan leisurely and was not in a hurry. As long as he entered the store and looked at the products, he didn't have to worry about customers not buying anything. People can say no.

This Ge Qianhu is really upright, with straight eyes and straight waist when walking, without any bureaucratic pretense.

This kind of person must have ambitions, and there happen to be many products that he can use in the store.

Sitting lazily beside the bookcase, he held the table with one hand and shook the fan with the other, crossed his legs and dangled his slippers.

Ge Qianhu passed by the bookshelf. In fact, the answers to the complete solution to the problem were all on the bookshelf. Maybe he was really disappointed with the scholars, and he still looked at the bookshelf as he passed by.

Then pass the new arms and weapons rack.

I glanced at it out of pure curiosity and was puzzled by the introduction on the brand.

Before Bai Yujun started to explain, he walked to the paper umbrella counter. Bai Yujun simply stopped talking nonsense. People with strong opinions have their own thoughts on everything, and it is difficult for others to influence them.

Besides, he didn't need a paper umbrella.

Sure enough, Ge Qianhu walked straight to the weapons shelf. On the shelf was a straight knife. His eyes fell on the introduction of the wooden sign.

Product name: Grade 2.

A carelessly forged straight knife, crudely crafted after three days of laziness and two days of hammering.

The imitation is made according to the original size of the magic weapon held by Tianlong, and is carefully reproduced. It has extremely high artistic content and collection value.

Possessing excellent qualities such as being strong and sharp, the wielder of the sword can gain the blessing of concentrating and not being disturbed by illusions. It also has some spell-breaking attributes and can kill monsters and ghosts. Those who die under the sword have a 7% chance of wiping out their true souls, so they must be used with caution.

The production was completed on the second day of the first lunar month, so it was named the second day of the first lunar month.

"..."

Even though Ge Qianhu was very steady, he still looked at it inexplicably. This sword looked ordinary but was actually restrained in its sharpness. It was different from the magic weapons used by monks and demons and monsters. It was simpler and purer, solid and sharp...

As for breaking the law and annihilating the soul, it is currently impossible to determine whether it is true or false. After all, I have not held it in my hand and felt it carefully.

Only the name of the sword is particularly special.

"Can Mr. Ge..."

A certain Bai suddenly appeared on top of the shelf next to him and continued to interrupt him.

"You can hold it in your hand and examine it in detail. You can't do anything with the knife anyway."

Holding a crystal cup filled with sweet and sour hawthorn water, he held a straw in his mouth and drank the drink sizzlingly, looking like he was drinking blood.

"Thank you."

Ge Qianhu stretched out his hand, and when he grasped the handle of the knife, his eyes finally changed. It was definitely a killing weapon!

He couldn't help but praise.

"Good knife!"

Bai Yujun rolled his eyes when he heard this. Who in this room is not a good person?

"Ahem, the better the product, the higher the price."

Ge Qianhu looked down at the price on the wooden sign. After reading it, his cheek twitched and he almost threw the knife.