Only half of the broken sword was left. The sword was dark in color, but it exuded an imperceptible aura of spiritual power.
"This smell is a bit familiar..."
Lin Tianyou squinted his eyes and concentrated on sensing the aura on the half-broken sword.
Suddenly something moved in his heart, and he immediately understood what this aura was about.
"This is the scent of thousand-year-old ebony! I never expected that in a small shop selling fakes like this, I could encounter a thousand-year-old ebony sword. I'm so lucky!"
Lin Tianyou was extremely excited, but on the surface he pretended to be calm.
He didn't want this old man to see any signs of it. Although this sword was a broken sword, it could still be used. If he could buy it for a few hundred yuan, he would make a lot of money.
What made him a little speechless was that even if the store owner didn't know the goods, he wouldn't put the ebony sword under the shelf as a stepping stone, right? It was really insulting to the sword.
The old man was listening to Huangmei Opera and saw that Lin Tianyou had not left yet. The businessman's instinct told him that this young man was really willing to buy the magic weapon sword, so he put down the radio, stood up and said:
"Young man, which sword do you want to buy? A mahogany sword or a jujube sword? I'm not telling you this. On this street, only my swords have the best quality. Look at the mahogany sword on the left.
It is made of fine peach wood that is a hundred years old. It is very effective in exorcising evil spirits and exterminating ghosts. And the jujube sword on the right is no worse than the peach wood sword in terms of quality."
The old man talked non-stop, just wanting to persuade Lin Tianyou to buy a sword so that he could do something.
Listening to the old man's narration, Lin Tianyou almost laughed out loud.
In order to sell things, this old man didn't even have any shame. The magical swords on the shelves have not been polished. Even the real peach wood swords are only made of ordinary peach wood that is less than five or six years old.
, it does not help at all in exorcising evil spirits.
Lin Tianyou walked back and forth in front of the shelves without saying a word. His eyes seemed to be staring at the swords on the shelves. In fact, he had been thinking about how to get the ebony sword.
There is a saying in the ghost hunting industry, which is that the peach wood sword can kill ghosts, and the jujube sword can kill demons. The only sword that can kill both ghosts and demons at the same time is an ebony sword.
Therefore, Taoists and mages in the ghost hunting world are proud to hold ebony swords.
For example, Master Shura Tianzun's demon-killing nail is made of ebony and is more than a thousand years old, so it is extremely powerful.
Back then, he was very greedy and wanted to get his hands on Master's Demon-Slaying Nail several times. However, Master hid it very well and there was no chance at all.
Now that he was lucky, he saw a thousand-year-old ebony sword in a place like this, and he had to get it.
"Uncle, how much is the cheapest peach wood sword here?" Lin Tianyou glanced at the magic swords on the shelf and said calmly.
When the old man heard this, he thought that this young man was finally going to buy it, so he rolled his eyes twice and said with a smile: "Young man, the swords I have here are all authentic magical swords. They have been consecrated by the masters of the séance. They can be kept at home."
It can be used to ward off evil spirits in the house, and it can also be worn on the body to ward off disasters, so the price may not be too cheap."
"Just tell me a price. If I can accept it, I'll buy it. If it's too expensive, forget it." Lin Tianyou said calmly.
"Uh... the mahogany sword is 188 yuan, and the jujube sword is more expensive, 288 yuan. I haven't opened the shop today, old man. If you really want to buy it, how about I give you a 10% discount?"
After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Lin Tianyou with sharp eyes, trying to analyze from his expression whether the other party could accept the price.
"The price of the peach wood sword is 88 yuan. If you agree, I will buy it with the money." Lin Tianyou said loudly, his tone was extremely straightforward.
The old man was stunned when he heard this, and shouted: "Young man, your counteroffer is too harsh, isn't it? You just paid back more than half of the 188 yuan. Old man, I can't even make back my capital. No, 88
Too little, if you really want to buy it, the minimum price is 158!"
Lin Tianyou also laughed, but with a playful smile on his face: "Let me say it for the last time, I will buy it for 88 yuan, otherwise I will leave now. Uncle, you are a smart man, and the business you get will not
Just give up?"
Seeing Lin Tianyou's resolute attitude, the old man knew that if he disagreed, the business would really go to waste, so he nodded quickly and said: "Oh, forget it, let's just 88, old man, I'm a kind-hearted person and can't bear to make more of your money."
Woolen cloth?"
Lin Tianyou picked up the mahogany sword, then pointed to the ebony sword under the shelf and said, "Give me this broken sword as a gift."
The old man glanced at the ebony sword and saw that it was junk he used to line the shelves, something worthless, and he immediately agreed.
After paying the money, Lin Tianyou left with a satisfied look on his face.
The old man sneered at Lin Tianyou's back: "What a fool. I bought that peach wood sword for five yuan. Even if the counter-offer reaches ten yuan, I will sell it. I guess this kid thinks he has made a profit, haha.
So stupid..."
Just when the old man thought he was making a lot of money, Lin Tianyou had the same idea.
"What a stupid old man. He actually put such a top-quality ebony sword under the shelf as a stepping stone. If someone who knows the goods sees this, they will definitely call him a prodigal old man. But if he is not a prodigal, how can I make a lot of money?
How about a sum? Hehe..."
After getting a thousand-year-old ebony sword for eighty-eight yuan, which cost tens of millions to buy, Lin Tianyou was in a very good mood. He planned to go home first and channel the broken sword so that it could exert its power as a divine weapon.
Come.
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After returning home, Lin Tianyou closed the doors and windows tightly and used his soul power to let the spiritual power in the broken sword pass through.
However, because part of it was broken, the spiritual circuit of the ebony sword could not operate well, and its evil-destroying power could not be exerted by half of its original strength. This was really a pity.
"It seems that this sword can only exert half of its previous power. Although it is a pity, it is still stronger than those ordinary magical swords."
Lin Tianyou held the broken sword and danced a handsome sword flower in the room: "Well, it feels pretty good. Although you have been broken, you are still the strongest in the hands of my Ghost Hunting Dragon King."
My magic weapon, tonight, this Dragon King will take you to subdue the heroic spirits!"
He went to the room and found some clean white cloth. Lin Tianyou carefully wrapped the broken sword around it, caring for it as if he were a lover.
His master once taught him that the sword in the hands of a swordsman is equivalent to his companion. If he cherishes his companion, his companion will also cherish him.
Lin Tianyou thinks this sentence is right. Even if the sword in his hand is a broken sword, he still has to take it seriously. Only in this way can he be a great sword practitioner.
"I hope the heroic spirits at night are stronger. My genius' swordsmanship can kill ghost-level evil spirits instantly. Don't be too weak, otherwise it will be boring."
Lin Tianyou put away the broken sword and was full of expectations for the battle of heroes in the evening.