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Mei Aoxue has been a little uncomfortable these days and should not travel far. Ou Chuyang went to Ninghai City alone to do his "small business".

"Be careful on the road, go early and come back soon." Mei Aoxue thought that she was a virtuous wife who sent her husband out for a long journey, so she gave her careful advice, "In two days it will be the seventh day of the seventh month. The period for the two sects of Qianyuan Kunyu is here, so don't miss it."

"The two sword contests have nothing to do with our uncle, so it doesn't matter if they miss it."

"It has nothing to do with me, I have to do with you... I can't say it." Mei Aoxue glanced at Ou Chuyang, "The disciples of Kunyu Sect have excellent sword skills in various countries. Maybe... Before I even entered your Ou family, you should marry a few concubines who are as beautiful as flowers."

"Senior Sister, what are you saying? Could it be that today, don't you understand my infatuation?" Ou Chuyang said solemnly: "What's the use of other women who are beautiful? Can they be as rich as senior sister..."

"Get out! Get out as far as you can!"

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Ninghai City is as lively as ever. It is located at the throat of the junction of Ningzhou and Yanzhou. It is also the largest natural port in the northern part of Ningzhou. People traveling from south to north continue to flow, bringing unlimited business opportunities.

In an open space near the west gate, someone set up a small stall. There were six swords on the stall, and a sign was erected next to it, saying: Jump off the building and sell it for sale, just one day, don’t miss it when you pass by.

Of course, Ou Chuyang came to sell his swords. Ou Chuyang did not entrust Qianyuan Jianxing to help him sell his swords. Although this was both convenient and could sell at a better price, Ou Chuyang did not want these six swords to be related to Qianyuan Sect, so he set up a stall himself and planned to get rid of the matter at a low price.

"Who is setting up stalls here?" Before the customer came to the door, he attracted the "urban management" first.

Ou Chuyang looked at the five servants in the same "uniform" in front of him and was secretly amused.

These five people are probably the subordinates of the Lord of Ninghai City. The strong dragon does not suppress the local snake, and Ou Chuyang does not want to cause trouble, so he said, "I will sell these swords and leave."

"Is this the place you want to sell? Take the road and operate it, affecting the city appearance. According to the rules, you will collect your stall first and go to the city lord's mansion to pay the fine." The leading servant reached out and took the sword on the stall.

Ou Chuyang was even more happy. Could it be that the city lord also came through time? Why does this trick feel so familiar?

However, Ou Chuyang is not a small stall vendor who runs without money, power and license. In this world, he can be regarded as a privileged class. He shouted coldly, "Don't you want your hands anymore?"

"You..." The servant was shocked and looked up and saw Ou Chuyang holding an exquisite and luxurious sword in a leisurely manner. He looked at him with a bad expression. He was so scared that he fell to the ground and begged for mercy: "I was blind... I didn't expect that Master Sword, you personally... Dear..."

This servant "kissed" for a long time but didn't know how to describe Ou Chuyang's behavior. The dignified sword master, how could he stand on the street to set up a stall? He had been patrolling the streets for more than ten years and had never encountered such a strange thing, so he rashly regarded Ou Chuyang as an outsider who did not understand the rules.

If he had just gotten faster and picked up the sword on the stall. Ou Chuyang cut his hands with a sword, the city lord would not be able to stand up for him. After all, he had committed the crime of usurpation and was charged with chopping his hands wherever he went.

Ou Chuyang said again: "I have too many swords on my body. I am so bored that I can sell a few of them. Is it OK?"

"Okay, of course! Sword Master, please give me a gift, I'll stop you..." These servants said and rolled away, and they didn't dare to mention taxes. The sword master acted strangely. The sword master looked more expensive than the sword of the city lord. If he got angry, he might die in vain. He might not even get the pension, and he would also be taxed by a hammer...

"Is this sword going to be sold?" a middle-aged man in green asked, pointing at the Liuyun Sword.

"Yes."

"Can I take a look first?"

"Can."

With Ou Chuyang's permission, the middle-aged man in Qingyi picked up the Liuyun Sword and gently pulled the sword out of the sheath, "Liuyun... how to sell this sword?"

"Jumping off the building and selling it, five hundred."

"Okay, I bought it." The middle-aged man in Qing took out the crystal stone readily.

Ou Chuyang didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward. Could it be that his offer was too low?

The middle-aged man in green paid off the crystal stone, turned around and left with the Liuyun Sword, without saying a word, as if he was afraid that Ou Chuyang would regret it.

The middle-aged man in Qingyi had just left, and the second customer followed him.

"Are all these five swords going to be sold?"

"Yes."

"May I take a look at it?"

"Can."

Ou Chuyang learned another rule: Even if the sword master’s sword is not used, he must first obtain consent before he can pick it up and see it.

"I want all these five swords, you can offer a price."

Among the five tigers in Zuojialong, the eldest sword is a top-notch craftsmanship, worth about 2,000 yuan. The swords of the other four tigers and Ou Chuyang's Liuyun sword are both rare craftsmanship, which are one grade lower and are several times less valuable. Originally, Ou Chuyang felt that it would be very satisfied to sell these five swords for 3,000 yuan, but with the lesson from the previous man in green, he quoted a high price: "Five thousand."

"A handful of great craftsmanship and four rare craftsmanship, five thousand is not cheap."

Ou Chuyang was about to give a discount, but the buyer gritted his teeth and said, "Five thousand is five thousand, I bought it."

Uh... Today is really a good day for business... Why do I give as much as I shout...

The transaction was going too smoothly, which was much beyond Ou Chuyang's expectations, and he had more than half a day of spare time. He did not rush back to the sect. He had come to Ninghai City twice, and he took the opportunity to take a look at the customs and customs here.

"Waiter, just make two exquisite side dishes and make a pot of good wine." Ou Chuyang walked into the most luxurious restaurant in the center of the city.

"Okay! Master Sword, please come upstairs." The waiter's eyesight determined the length of his life. As soon as he saw the luxurious Chuyang sword in Ou Chuyang's hand, he knew that this was a master who must not be offended.

The shop assistant bowed and led Ou Chuyang into the elegant seat next to the window on the second floor. He carefully wiped the seat with a white towel on his shoulder before asking Ou Chuyang to take the seat.

Soon after, the waiter brought the wine and food, "Sir, this is the Ningzhou Principal Red that is specially supplied by the shop for 30 years of age. Please use it slowly."

While eating wine and food, Ou Chuyang looked at the street view outside the window, but listened carefully to the conversations at the tables next door:

"Why are Brother Zhang just caring about drinking today?"

"Ah! Since the dog got that strange disease, my life...ah! I can't say anything..."

"Brother Zhang has lived in this Ninghai City for generations. Haven't you ever heard of Ning Yiqin, a magic doctor in Ning Hai?"

"Of course I've heard of it, and I've taken the dog to see it."

"What do you say about the miracle doctor?"

"How do you say it? Hey! People say that our sword master is cruel. If you don't agree, you will use the sword to kill people, but you don't know that Ning's finger is even more cruel. He is slaughtering people with a pig-killing knife!"

"How do you say this?"

"I took the child to ask him for treatment. He poked his finger on the child's pulse. After only three breaths, he raised his finger and said two words to me."

"What two words?"

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