Heather didn't know that she had aroused the fighting spirit of the two protagonists.
The weather was nice on Sunday morning, so he avoided the fans blocking the door and wandered to No. 4 Commercial Street near the Sky Arena.
Heather has a little-known hobby, that is, he likes to visit the market.
It’s not a large shopping mall that sells luxury brand clothes and shoes, but a market that sells all kinds of gadgets and street food, reflecting local folk customs. Well, it’s also fun to go to the morning market at your doorstep.
Commercial Street No. 4 is located four kilometers south of Sky Arena. It is close to civilian residential areas and ports and is very lively.
Heather was wearing a gray hooded sportswear and jeans. Her slightly curly black hair was tied behind her head with a black hairpin. Her bangs were parted to expose the black-rimmed glasses underneath. He stopped and walked, squatting down to take a look from time to time.
Small commodities on the stall.
There are basically no large precious objects or antiques here, let alone swords and guns. Most of them are fakes to fool outsiders, but Heather has a great time shopping. This is a good way for him to get advice.
experience.
After all, there are everyone in the market. As long as you don't care about the truth or falsehood, you can get a lot of information by just listening to people chatting around you.
"Oh, brother, let's take a look. If you like it, tell me. I will pat my chest and make sure that all the stuff on the stall is real."
Heather stopped in front of a carpet again. The stall owner was a bearded man. When he saw a fat sheep coming to the door, he hurriedly shouted.
Heather casually picked up a strange-looking short knife and looked through it: "Bian's knife? Is it real or fake, uncle?"
Bian Niduolong was a murderer more than a hundred years ago, and Bian's knife was his own brand. As a knife maker, Bian Niduolong forged a knife and engraved a number on it every time he killed someone.
A total of 288 Bian swords were cast.
The numbered swords were put up for sale in the shop like his other swords. Later in prison, he said: "It was the victims' cries and expressions that inspired me." Since then, his works have been collected by people who like unique things.
.Although the Bian's knife is difficult to receive positive reviews because it was made by a suicidal maniac, it is still collected by many fanatical collectors and has become a unknown famous item. Even if the price depends on the serial number, it can still fetch at least 500 yuan.
Wan Jie Ni.
But Heather has already concluded that the dagger is a fake.
Because he didn't see any residual mental energy on the blade after using 'Condensation'. Many famous products like this will be entangled with the remaining mental energy of the maker, which will last for hundreds of years. He learned this trick from Xiaogang Killua in the comics.
Come.
"Of course it's true. Uncle, how can I deceive you, a young boy?" The bearded stall owner said with a cheerful smile: "Look at you, handsome boy. The serial number of this Bian's sword is low. Three million or so is cheaper.
is you!"
Do it! I'm wearing [Superman's Invisibility Lenses], and you can still see my handsomeness? Heather rolled her eyes, put down the knife and picked up an old book. The cover of the book was a little old and faded, with bright red on a pure gray background.
The font is printed with a line of words - "Those Lost Divine Weapons".
Heather picked up the old book and shook it, causing a large amount of dust to fall off: "If you dare to say that this book is also an antique, I will call the police uncle over!"
Tsk, another annoying pick-up shop. The bearded stall owner sat back on the small bench and picked up the newspaper again with dead eyes. He said without raising his head: "Three thousand nuns, no price."
That crappy book was popular for a period of time more than ten years ago, but now it has stopped publishing, and even the author has disappeared. The only ones sold on the market are old copies, but the sales volume was so high that almost no one interested had a copy.
The value cannot be raised, but if you buy it through serious channels, you can get it for about 2,000 kinis.
It just so happened that Heather had recently finished reading the novel he had brought. He, who had always liked reading strange tales and unofficial histories, was very interested in this book. He was too lazy to bargain early, so he just paid for it and left. It was so easy that the bearded stall owner was so happy
I regret why I didn’t get more thousands of ring nuns.
The two of them felt so unhappy that when they left, Heather and the bearded stall owner stretched out their left hands to each other in an international gesture of friendship and said goodbye affectionately, causing passersby to turn around frequently.
After that, Heather visited other stalls, but unfortunately there was nothing interesting to see. It was almost noon, so he simply bought some snacks in the market and packed them back to the Sky Arena.
After returning to the room, she threw the book on the table and spread out the packed snacks. Heather put her hands on her hips and nodded. This is called going to the market!
Sky Arena is located in the Yosk District, adjacent to the Republic of Bartokia, with a pleasant climate. The style of street food here is very different from that in Shem City.
Five pieces of fried rice balls, a snack that is mixed with rice and meat sauce and then wrapped in batter and fried until golden brown. Some fillings are usually added in the middle. The fried rice balls that Heather bought were filled with ingredients that are famous for their mellow flavor.
of Josque cheese, Gottori bacon crumbs and sweet fish skin.
A Bartokia donut, a specialty of the neighboring Republic of Bartokia. The donut is made of flour and mashed potatoes mixed with cream, and is sprinkled with icing sugar.
A small box of black olives (about 10), soaked in salt water and marinated with cumin and cocoa grass, is a refreshing snack, especially for relieving tiredness.
Five skewers of gutoli kebabs, spicy meat cubes containing sage leaves and cheese sausages wrapped in thin smoked bacon and grilled, seasoned with local specialty chili, a favorite among meat eaters.
Two dry mountain sausages, each 15 centimeters long, are made with minced pork, minced onions, seagull herbs, salt and pepper, and baked with charcoal on a grill coated with bacon. The finished product should be sandwiched between the planks.
Enjoying it in an open baguette, Heather chose a non-classic way of eating it - top it with yellow mustard and ketchup and eat it directly.
Finally, there is a large box of Momo gummy candies. Heather bought a fruit-flavored mix. Each brightly colored and beautiful gummy candy is wrapped in shredded coconut. It is sweet but not greasy, making it a good snack.
After eating and drinking, Heather threw a piece of Momo gummy candy into her mouth, sat on the sofa and read the book "Those Disappearing Magical Weapons".
"Hmm... it tastes like lychee? It's not bad."
This book is not very thick, with a total of 122 pages. It introduces in detail the magical weapons that have disappeared in the long river of history and turned into legends. Some of them even have pictures. There are many legends and myths that look very interesting.
Se looked at it with great interest, such as——
[Stinging Bee] - a sacred object worshiped by the Clodiva clan about 1,500 years ago. This is an artifact given by the [Venomous Bee Goddess Nela] they believe in. It is taken from the bee sting of Nela's pet giant giant bee.
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Legend has it that anyone who is hit by this bee's sting, or even scratches their skin, will be infected by a total of 17 kinds of toxins. The types of toxins are different every time, and there are many deadly poisons that can cause blood and seal the throat. Just a little bit can make an elephant instantly
Paralyzing super-powerful paralyzing toxin.
But as the Crodiva clan was exterminated in the tribal war, the enshrined dagger was also missing. Nowadays, many folklorists and historians believe that the "Stinging Bee" was just an attempt by the Crodiva clan to frighten hostile tribes.
The fabricated false thing is actually a bone dagger smeared with strange poison and deliberately carved into the shape of a bee needle.
[Cold River Gentian] - the supreme artifact of the Gubarot Empire 2,000 years ago, the cross spear held by [Tion, the King of Winter] in the Balot myth. The gun is 3 meters long, and the whole body is made of the unique green color of the Fairy Country.
Made of gold, the entire Cross Spear exudes intense cold air at all times. It is said that just waving it can cause snow disasters and the onset of cold winter. It has been enshrined on the top of the Winter Cold Tower in the royal capital for many years.
Emperors of the Gubarot Empire in the past generations would go to the Winter Tower to worship this divine spear on the day they ascended the throne, and thereby obtain the power of ice gifted by the King of Winter.
The Gubarote Empire lasted for 470 years, and finally fell apart due to civil strife. According to unearthed text records, on the day of the empire's destruction, the Winter Cold Tower was struck by lightning that suddenly appeared on a sunny day. The tower was damaged, and the [Cold River Gentian] was also missing.
Erfei. On that day, Balot XIV was assassinated, the royal family was surrounded and exterminated by the rebels, and the largest empire in the world collapsed.
Heather turned another page and felt that the magical weapons recorded in the book were a bit strange.