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Four days passed.

Today there is light snow, drizzle, and a biting cold wind.

At noon, the drunken sunshine shines on the earth.

Du Beiting put on a wide and deep blue robe, with a long gown to cover the bandages. He wore newly purchased black cloth shoes and held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and walked straight to Zheng Hui's house.

By the time he walked out of Zheng Hui's house, it was already four minutes later.

That is around two o'clock in the afternoon.

The two of them walked side by side, crossed five stone bridges, and two long streams, and arrived at the outer corner and back alley of Chunshui Town in the outer city.

This is an abandoned mud building with no one living there.

Usually they are beggars or people who are too poor to eat and live here temporarily.

Zheng Hui walked straight into the depths of this mud house and went through several alleys before he came to a low mud house.

The mudroom is not that big, only the size of a yard.

Two windows were cut out on both sides, supported by a wooden branch, opening a gap the size of a fist.

Rain mixed with ice and snow hit the window eaves, splashing out crisscrossed and messy water marks.

There was nothing at the door, only a curtain that came from nowhere and hung above it, blocking the scene inside.

Du Beiding and the two walked to the door, put away the oil-paper umbrella, shook off the rainwater, placed it on the long stone bench next to the door, opened the door curtain and walked in.

A faint wave of heat came over me.

There are large oil lamps hanging on the four corners of the wall, emitting bright firelight.

Very old and poorly laid out.

There wasn't even a carpet, just about twenty wooden chairs with backrests arranged in separate rows.

Directly in front of several rows of wooden chairs, there is a cubic solid wooden table, with a small wooden hammer and a copper bell on the right.

On the left are some papers, pens and the like.

When Du Beiting and the others arrived, there were already many people sitting in the room, with only six or seven wooden chairs left.

Everyone was sitting in their own seats and had no intention of talking to each other.

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The face is either wearing a veil, or wearing a hat or mask to cover the face.

Very quiet, obviously waiting for the dark meeting to begin.

Du Bei tightened the white mask on his face, and he and Zheng Hui found a seat near each other and sat down.

Not long after they sat down, several more people came in from outside the door.

After nearly a stick of incense has passed.

A fat old woman appeared.

She was wearing a gray and black old coat, and the skirt of her lower body reached the ground and was stained with some yellow muddy water.

As soon as she entered the room, she walked straight to the square wooden table and scanned everyone present.

Since the venue is full of people, let's get started. Let me start it off.

As she spoke, the old woman raised her hand that had been hanging down.

He was holding a black wrapping cloth in his hand, with a long bulging strip that seemed to contain something.

The old woman untied the wrapping cloth.

A long rusty knife appeared.

However, without the handle, only a slightly curved blade about half a meter long was left.

There are still some pits on the tip of the knife.

This is an ancient long sword that I accidentally snatched from thieves in Tianhai City.

It was a sharp weapon forged by an old craftsman from the ancient Sanfeng Kingdom. It was also engraved with the unique character Feng from the Sanfeng Kingdom.

The old woman turned the long knife in her hand.

Under the blade, there were several words engraved on it that Du Beiting could not understand.

Seeing that no one at the venue spoke, the old woman continued.

Although the handle is gone, the blade is perfectly preserved. When the time comes, the handle can be put back on and it can still be used.

“If there is anyone who knows the goods, you can come and get it appraised.

Then the price was seven hundred taels of silver.

The blade was washed and polished, but it still couldn't cover up the yellow color imprinted on the blade.

Du Beiting could tell at a glance that the knife had just been unearthed not long ago.

It was probably brought up from the tomb by those thieves from Tianhai City.

And just as the old woman finished speaking.

The man sitting in the second seat to the left in the first row at the front stood up and walked to the stage.

This person wears a yellow dog mask and has a thin body, but the muscles in his arms are extremely developed, making his appearance somewhat conspicuous.

In particular, there were two sheathed long knives hanging on his waist.

Obviously, he is a martial artist who specializes in sword dancing.

He walked to the stage, whispered a few words to the old woman, and then picked up the blade and looked at it carefully.

From time to time, his fingers flicked hard on different positions of the blade, making a pleasant sound of the blade ringing.

After a while, a smile appeared on the old woman's face.

She picked up the small wooden hammer on the edge of the table and banged it on the bronze bell. Eight hundred taels of silver, does anyone else want to bid?

The crowd below was silent, no one bid.

After all, swords are something that only warriors who specialize in sword training need to use.

In addition, this knife has lost its original handle, has been damaged, and has lost its collection value.

Totally not worth the price.

Seeing this, the old woman stopped talking nonsense, wrapped the long knife and tied it tightly, and handed it to the man.

The man pays the money with one hand and receives the goods with the other.

Do it directly in front of everyone.

Then, he returned to his seat with the long knife he had obtained in the transaction and sat down.

Other than that knife, I still have one more thing to sell.

After saying that, she reached into her pocket and took out a piece of yellow paper with a little dust on it.

Should you unfold it and place it in front of everyone?

“Finger Bone Eagle Blood Powder Secret Medicinal Prescription.

Likewise, I obtained this secret medicine through those thieves.

The above describes how to brew and use the secret medicine, which has the effect of tempering and beating the hardness of your fingers.

If you insist on taking it for more than twenty years.

Even for ordinary people, scratching a rock is as easy as crushing tofu, and they won't feel any pain.

certainly.

I cannot guarantee whether the effectiveness of the secret medicine is as described above.

Therefore, for this sale, Laochan does not assume any responsibility for the after-sales service.

Finally, the price was set at two hundred taels of silver.

There was a brief silence first.

Soon, someone in the crowd made a bid for the auction.

People followed one after another and gave prices.

Finally, the secret recipe for Finger Bone Eagle Blood Powder was obtained by a woman in black.

Her fingers are long and slender, with thick phalanges, and the tendons and blood vessels have been protruding, forming an arch shape for a long time, like an eagle's talons.

You don't need to look much to know that he is a master of claw skills.

Du Beiping glanced at this person for a few times, and when he saw that she seemed to be aware of it and looked towards him, he didn't look any further and continued to return his attention to the wooden table in front of him.

Both items were photographed, and the old woman walked off the wooden table and returned to her seat to sit down.

Then, a big man walked up slowly.

He slapped his big hand on the table, and a dark green ball made of special jade appeared.

This thing is called Green Ink Cold Pearl.

Not long after, the big man stepped down and a new person came on stage.

But the same thing is that none of the things the three of them want to auction include martial arts.

It wasn't until the fifth person came on stage that the martial arts required for Du Beiting officially appeared.