Chapter 135 Broken Sword

Luo Diandian's face froze and he shrank his head.

He quickly made amends.

"Haha...Master, this is just a temporary solution!"

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it!"

Lu Wuhui just looked at her like that.

Even with her hat down, Luo Diandian could still sense the man's gaze.

The phrase "awe-inspiring without anger" is fully demonstrated in him.

The man frowned.

If that woman had taken another step forward, he could have erased her memory directly.

Unexpectedly, Luo Diandian stood up in the middle.

Also used this method.

"Oh, I'm sorry!"

Luo poked him.

Well, she really shouldn't have said that about him.

She was afraid that if she was a step late, the person in front of her would blast her away!

So in a hurry, she quickly lied to trick the older sister away.

"I'm full, Master. Let's go back to the sect after we finish shopping!"

Luo Diandian picked up another piece of flower cake and put it in her mouth to change the subject.

Looking at the remaining snacks on the plate with regret.

But if I stay here, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get through this today!

Pulling at the man's sleeve.

Lu Wuhui: ...

Finally he stood up straight.

......

"Master, what else do you want to buy? I'll buy it all for you!"

Luo Diandian opened his mouth, trying to make amends for what had just happened.

But the man said nothing and did not look away.

Apart from the sugar painting she drew in her hand, she seemed to have no interest in anything else.

Maybe I didn’t see what I wanted.

Luo Diandian comforted herself in her heart.

......

Soon, the two arrived at the crowded West Market.

Luo Diandian tucked the veil of the man next to her again.

After looking at the market, I made some suggestions with some trepidation.

"Master, why don't you wait for me outside? There are too many people inside!"

Lu Wuhui ignored her and explained it directly with practical actions.

Walked towards the market.

Luo Diandian had no choice but to catch up quickly.

......

Afraid that others would touch the man.

Luo Diandian quietly separated him from the area around him like protecting a chicken.

Ask others to avoid contact with him as much as possible.

Walk and stop.

Luo Diandian didn't dare to delay and bought a lot of useful things along the street.

Finally, we came to a store that specializes in selling coarse rice, grains and oil, bought some rice and flour and called it a day!

I saw that it was too crowded inside.

Luo Diandian asked someone to wait at the door, and she would be back soon!

Only then did Lu Wuhui respond to her and nodded slightly.

......

After a while, Luo Diandian went out carrying the bag.

The man was gone.

Luo Diandian instantly felt like she was facing a formidable enemy: !!!

Why did you run away?

A powerful immortal cultivator without any emotions was wandering around in the human market.

What's the difference between this and throwing a bomb into a crowd without knowing when it will explode?

Luo Diandian hurriedly looked around.

Fortunately, after walking for a while, I saw someone standing in front of an old man's stall.

I ran over immediately.

"Young man, you've been looking at me for a long time, but what do you want?"

The old man at the stall looked at the man in front of him and said happily.

Luo Diandian glanced at the things on the stall.

Then he looked at Lu Wuhui with a strange expression.

No, why is this person's preference so weird?

This stall is full of scrap metal.

What about old silver and copper coins, bottles and jars?

There were also bracelets made from some piece of broken wood, low-quality amulets, fake jade pendants, etc.

Scattered on the stalls.

Aren’t these the fake antiques that those unknown old men loved to sell in the market in the previous life?

They are all fake at first glance!

Are they specifically designed to deceive those older "national treasure gangs"?

Lu Wuhui looked at the girl who came to his side and glanced at her.

'Buy the broken sword beside the teapot.'

Luo Diandian was stunned, and the man's cold voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

Keep your eyes on the stall.

There were also many weapons placed on it.

Luo Diandian quickly found the broken sword that Lu Wuhui mentioned.

It doesn't look anything special, huh?

But since he said he wants it, let’s take it!

Embarrassing.

┐('д')┌

Could she still say no?

"Boss, how much is this teapot? I just need a tea maker at home!"

Luo Diandian casually pointed at the teapot on the stall.

The old man at the stall looked between the two of them with his cloudy eyes.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Looking at Luo Diandian, he smiled slightly and slowly stretched out five fingers.

"Five coins? That's so cheap, take it!"

Seeing this, Luo Diandian quickly said indifferently.

He pretended to pay.

"No, no."

The old man shook his head as he spoke.

"Fifty cents for a broken teapot?"

Luo Diandian was surprised.

The other party smiled meaningfully and still shook his head.

"Five hundred wen, so expensive!"

The old man didn't deny it.

The man just now stopped and watched him for so long.

As soon as the woman arrived, she asked for the teapot.

The two of them might have been eyeing this teapot for a long time.

Also buy it to make tea?

It's obviously a bargaining excuse.

Young people still lack some climate.

Haha, do you really think that Lao Zhao has been in the market for so long for nothing?

"No, no, no."

"You're really something. You don't even go to places that sell tea sets, but you have to buy them at street stalls just to get a bargain."

"Now, five hundred coins are enough for us to buy fifty!"

Luo Diandian directly pulled the person away.

The man followed her obediently.

The old man snorted in his heart.

Do you really think he's stupid and want him to start afresh?

If nothing unexpected happens, the two of them will definitely come back to him to continue bargaining.

If he lowers the price a little more, maybe the other party will agree to two hundred coins!

......

"Look, I told you this teapot is good. Don't go looking for that junk from those street stalls anymore."

The old man heard the noise and quickly looked up.

The woman who had just come to ask him about the teapot was holding a brand new teapot in her hand and spoke to the man next to her.

The man nodded as well.

Afterwards, the two men walked past the old man's stall without even looking at him.

There is no intention to stay at all.

"Hey hey hey, girl, please stay—"

The girl stopped and curled her lips secretly.

Cleared his throat.

Turning his head to look at the old man, he asked curiously,

"Oh, it's the boss. Is there anything else?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said,

"Do you still need that teapot girl?"

"The girl left in a hurry just now. Actually, what I wanted to say was, twenty-five cents!"

Luo Diandian shook his head, "Twenty-five cents? I just bought this for less than ten cents."

"Honestly, Boss, if we hadn't noticed the unique style of your teapot, we wouldn't have spoken."

Hearing this, the old man instantly felt that there was hope again.

"Twenty cents, the lowest."

Luo Diandian curled his lips,

“It’s too expensive.”

Then I picked and chose at random from the stalls.

"If you don't build something, I'll take it."

Seeing that no one said anything, Luo Diandian turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, then you pick one!"

The old man was deep in thought, and when he saw that someone was about to leave again, he got anxious and said without thinking.

Doesn’t he know his own things?

What treasure could he have? He had already pawned it, so how could it be someone else's turn?

Most of the items on his stall were purchased for only a few cents, and some were even picked up by him.

Just waiting for someone to pay the bill.

Now finally someone is interested in me.

Two things, twenty cents, there is always profit!

......

After leaving the market, Luo Diandian politely handed the broken sword in his hand to the man.

The other party took it and looked at it for a moment.

"Master, is there anything strange about this broken sword?"

Luo Diandian asked curiously.

"This sword is a destroyed spiritual weapon. If it is repaired, it can reach the yellow grade."

After Lu Wuhui read it, he handed it to Luo Diandian.

"Take it back to the Weapon Refining Peak and remelt it to make your new sword."

Luo Diandian was stunned and took it blankly.

"Return to the clan."

The man walked forward.

Luo Diandian looked at his back, then looked at the sword in his hand.

I bought this for her...