When the two girls saw Yang Xuan being silent, they thought he was angry.
At this time, Yang Xuan's arrow was on the string, and it seemed that he couldn't do it without sending it out, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "Since this is your first offender, the punishment will be a little lighter today. Just stick it out and give each of you five lashes. It won't be the same next time!"
"This slave begs the master to punish you severely!"
The two girls said in unison, "The slaves have made the master angry. Please don't show mercy. Please punish the slaves severely. Otherwise, the slaves will feel bad."
I wipe it!
Yang Xuan had a black line on his forehead and wondered whether the twin sisters had been addicted to Zhou Ahu's abuse in the past. Which one is better?
"What nonsense are you talking about? Just bargain with me and stick it out!"
Yang Xuan deliberately pretended to be angry, and the two women did not dare to say anything more, so they had to stand up, turn their backs, and lie down on the stone table.
Yang Xuan swallowed hard and slapped the two women five times each with the belt in his hand.
"This time is just a lesson. If you dare to do it again next time, it won't be so easy!"
Yang Xuan said with a straight face, "Let's get here today. You two go and get your injuries healed. Then go back and practice the sword technique just now. I have something to do and leave first."
After saying that, he hurriedly left, feeling guilty for a while in his heart, secretly lamenting that the talent of this sword spirit was too terrifying.
As for the sword technique just now, even Yang Xuan himself didn't know how many times he had been whipped and how much time he had spent before he was as good as he is today.
But these twin sisters, as soon as they get started, can achieve at least 30% of Yang Xuan's current level of enthusiasm. This speed is even more fantastic than fantasy novels!
But now for Yang Xuan, there is another headache.
The matter of gathering all kinds of natural and earthly treasures and forging two peerless swords for the two girls has not even been mentioned yet, but now comes a particularly difficult matter: secret books.
Skylark and Begonia are both rare sword spirits. Their talents are far beyond Yang Xuan's expectations, so they must find a top-notch swordsmanship secret book for them, otherwise it will be a waste of resources.
Top swordsmanship secrets are extremely rare, let alone in the world of ordinary people, even in the dark world where Yang Xuan lived.
In desperation, I had to call Li Yu and asked her which place had the most books and planned to go there.
Li Yu replied Xinhua Bookstore, Yang Xuan cursed and hung up the phone.
And secretly laughed at himself for being so brainless, why did he think of calling an ordinary person to find martial arts secrets?
I guess to find this kind of thing, I have to go to the antique market, maybe I can pick it up.
Nanjiang is an ancient city with a long history. Although the reputation of the antique market here is not great in the eyes of ordinary people, people who are really knowledgeable often travel thousands of miles to come here to pick up antiques. They come from all over the world.
As soon as Yang Xuang parked the car, a dozen or so people came shouting, "Boss, do you want an antique? My cousin just dug it out of his eyes."
"Boss, look at my house. My second uncle is a professional in tomb robbing!"
"Boss, come to my store and take a look. I think it's Hu Bayi, a professional!"
Yang Xuanyi has a black line on his forehead. He must have read too many novels, and Hu Bayi must be there. His hometown is the ancient city of Jingjue!
In any antique market, as long as it is on the market, 99.9% of it is fake. Anyone who knows the industry knows that the purpose of wandering here is to see if he can pick up the 0%.
A little leakage.
Yang Xuan walked around inside and didn't see anything of value, but it made him feel good because the people here were so funny and they were all drama stars.
There was an old man dressed as a farmer, squatting on the ground and selling a scroll, saying that he dug it out of the ground when his old house was being renovated.
It looked quite decent from the outside. Someone asked the old man what it was.
The old man opened his big yellow teeth and said with a strong local accent, "I don't know. I dug it out of the ground when I was renovating the old house. I heard from a distant relative at the cultural relics bureau in the city that I was told to hide this thing well.
They say this is the calligraphy of the divine Qianlong. I don’t know what Qianlong is, so why don’t I give my son a wife in exchange for two coins?”
At this point, some people were already shaking their heads and leaving.
Anyone who knows a little bit knows that the basic tricks of these scammers are: first, they pretend to be ignorant; second, their things must be dug out from the ground of the old house; third, one of them must be in the Cultural Relics Bureau.
A distant relative who works.
As long as what a stall owner says has these three elements at the same time, that person is a liar.
But some people still stayed where they were. One person said, "Qianlong? You are bragging. Please open it for us and see what is written inside."
The old man hesitated for a while and then said, "Okay, but let's make an agreement first and just take a look."
As he spoke, he slowly and carefully rolled out the scroll.
Inside is a pair of small seal scripts with dragons and phoenixes dancing in the air. The color of the paper is simple and yellowish, and the writing force is vigorous and elegant. Even Yang Xuan was stunned. How could this thing look real?
Especially the seal at the signature, no matter the font, color, or corners, it is exactly the same as the seal used by Qianlong!
However, when Yang Xuan recognized what was written in the small seal script, he almost didn't recognize it and spat out a mouthful of old blood.
The above content is probably familiar to even a three-year-old child. The translation in Xiaozhuan is: A drop of wine for the driver and two tears for the relatives.
What the hell is this mess? Are all the fakers so humorous now?
But what made Yang Xuan stunned was that this calligraphy was actually bought for 30,000 yuan. He treated it like a treasure and was so happy that he thought he had gotten a big deal.
Yang Xuan has a black line on his forehead. No wonder there are so many scammers now. It turns out that there are too many fools, the market is too big, and the supply of scammers exceeds the demand!
However, Yang Xuan didn't try to expose it. On the one hand, he didn't have the mind to meddle in other people's business. On the other hand, the antique shop had the rules of the antique shop. There was no one who deceived whom. If he bought something fake, he could only say that he was mistaken.
At this time, a call suddenly came from not far away, and everyone was immediately attracted. Yang Xuan thought that he was idle anyway, so he went over to join in the fun.
This area is filled with all kinds of stones. It is a stone gambling area. One person spent 20,000 yuan to cut out a piece of jade of very good quality. In the blink of an eye, he made a net profit of hundreds of thousands, and his jaw dropped with joy.
It's almost crooked.
Everyone nearby cast envious looks at him, and the owner of the stone gambling stall took the opportunity to shout, "These stones are all newly arrived. Everyone is passing by, so don't miss the opportunity to make a fortune!"
Under the stimulation of the person in front, a group of people gathered around and began to pick up stones.
Yang Xuan neither has clairvoyance nor the ability to judge what the flesh inside looks like by looking at it, nor does he have the ability to respond to the so-called "aura" inside the stone like in online novels.
To put it bluntly, he is a layman who comes here to join in the fun and kill time. If he sees something right, he will buy two pieces and cut them up and have a look, just for fun. Anyway, he is not short of these two dollars.
Just when Yang Xuangang picked a stone and was about to pay the bill, his face suddenly condensed, and his two pupils instantly shrank into the most dangerous needle shape!