The ragged peddler below was Du Ya in disguise.

He was really brave to do so.

But for a man like him, it was much more interesting to do something exciting than just watching those two people sitting there.

For a person like the shopkeeper, simple actions could not attract her attention, and Du Ya knew this.

He became friends with Yi Chixue not just because he could talk.

When people in the world mention Du Ya, they always think of his eloquent tongue and his excellent lightness skills. After all

, he has such a strange nickname.

- Shadow Ghost.

...

Famous knights in the world have more or less their own unique skills.

But Du Ya is famous not for his weapons nor his inner strength, but for his outstanding disguise skills, his terrifying mimicry that allows him to transform into another person at any time, and his superb martial arts skills.

Of course, there may be another point, which is his interest in listening to gossip.

No one knows how many secrets he has overheard.

He seems to know everything about the world, so people naturally gave him the nickname of Shadow Ghost.

Shadows are born with humans, but they can never be caught.

In the world, it is easy to cause some troubles if you hear too much gossip, but in fact, Du Ya has not suffered any loss in the world for so long.

This is not something that can be achieved by talking alone.

There are not many people that Yi Chixue can admit, but Du Ya happens to be one of them.

Du Ya is proficient in all kinds of weapons and has his own insights into various martial arts in the world. It can be said that there are very few people in the world who can surpass him in knowledge.

He met Yi Chixue when Yi Chixue was practicing sword.

That day, it snowed heavily. Yi Chixue practiced sword alone on the snowy mountain like every day before. He never allowed others to appear around him when he was practicing sword. Of course, no one would climb up the snowy mountain for no reason.

Except for the shadow ghost.

That day, Yi Chixue practiced for a long time, until he used his most skilled move, and suddenly felt the stagnation of the air.

It was also at that time that he realized that there was a person hiding in the distance who was peeking at him.

Du Ya should have died under Yi Chixue's sword that day, but he avoided the fatal blow.

It was also at that time that Yi Chixue discovered a man whose agility was no less than that of the current Thief King.

At that moment, he suddenly developed a strong interest in Du Ya, and this interest has even been maintained until now.

If you want to listen to gossip, you have to have a lot of friends.

Du Ya has so many friends in the world, and many of them are people that others can't even think of.

After he tried to make friends that others couldn't even imagine, he gained some experience in how to arouse other people's interest.

For example, Yi Chixue, as long as she can attract his attention in martial arts, she can become his friend.

So what about the shopkeeper?

The basket next to Du Ya contained something that looked very shabby.

If you simply look at it from the surface, it is just a piece of rusty scrap iron. Only a few people can see the true nature of this "scrap iron".

- This is the side sword used by the sword demon.

Now, the sword is already rusty, but the sword spirit on it has not dissipated.

When Du Ya touched the sword, he even felt that his hands were almost cut by the sword spirit.

He mixed it with another group of scrap copper and rotten iron, pretending that he was carrying a basket of broken things.

Du Ya not only chooses friends, he also picks friends.

Few people in the world would stop to look at such a basket of scrap copper and iron. Could the shopkeeper recognize it?

"Go away, why are you selling things here? How did you get here?" Almost none of the people around him noticed Du Ya's disguise.

No wonder, how many people in the world would pay attention to the shadows that can be seen everywhere?

At this moment, when the two great swordsmen of the time met, such a shabby vendor appeared here, which was simply a bad ending to this encounter.

Someone looked at the peddler and felt sorry for him. He walked up to him and said in a nice voice, "I paid for all your things, but this place is really not suitable for you to come here. How about I send you out?"

Du Ya looked at the person with his dim eyes after pretending, and then coughed desperately several times.

"Cough, cough, cough." He bent his waist and raised his head for a long time.

"You can't afford it."

Feng Qing originally wanted to grab the doctor's collar and ask him what was going on, but at this moment, she was also startled by the sound outside.

A man who sounded a little older was hawking at the door. He was coughing while talking, and the sound sounded very pitiful.

It's getting cold in Jiangnan now.

Feng Qing was actually a bit of a goody-goody by nature, otherwise she wouldn't have taken in a bunch of homeless children and fools in her inn. She naturally felt a little soft-hearted when she heard the voice outside, so she didn't bother with the doctor beside her, but whispered to the outside.

"Come in, what are you selling? Let me see."

Suddenly, there was silence outside.

The man who had just chased Du Ya away had his eyes wide open.

Obviously, an ordinary peddler would not be so easily called over by the shopkeeper. At this moment, he also realized that the identity of the old man in front of him might not be simple.

But, who is he?

Many people outside felt that they had learned something new today, and many people who were dissatisfied or surprised just now took a deep breath.

In this world, the more ordinary people are, the more terrifying they are.

However, even if he disguised himself so well, he was still seen through by the shopkeeper at a glance.

Everyone looked over with curiosity.

What on earth would this man say to the shopkeeper?

Du Ya still staggered in, gasping for breath, and Yi Chixue beside him kept looking at him with a meaningful look.

He recognized Du Ya and knew Du Ya's little habits, so he couldn't help but look at the shopkeeper in front of him.

Although Du Ya's tests were not too excessive, they were definitely not so easy to answer.

The shopkeeper in front of him...can he do it?

"What do you sell?" Feng Qing asked the old man in front of her.

Looking at the man's clothes, she subconsciously thought that he should be selling some snacks or something.

There are indeed such masters in the neighborhood who walk around the streets and sell food to make a living. Feng Qing has always been a loyal fan of these mobile stalls, and will accept any food they offer.

I will talk about the fight with the doctor later, let's eat something first.

Du Ya silently put the basket in her hand on the table in front of her, and then lifted the white cloth on it.

Feng Qing looked over expectantly.

...

Then, when she saw the pile of rags in the basket, she was suddenly stunned.

What is this?

What is this connected?

"I don't have much to earn a living, so I can only sell some old things." Du Ya coughed twice, "These are the only things left. Sir, please take a look. If you are satisfied, you can take them all."

As he spoke, he took out the head of an unknown iron tool from the basket and placed it on the table in front of Feng Qing.

When this thing was placed on the table, it made a "dong" sound, and Feng Qing felt that his table seemed to shake.

Master, should I say that you have a strong hand? You can just pick up such a big piece of iron? Feng Qing sighed silently in his heart.

Many people outside tried to secretly look into the house. They wanted to take a peek at what the man took out.

When they saw the rusty thing on the table, they shook their heads at the same time.

What was the point of showing this thing to the shopkeeper? How could this thing catch the shopkeeper's eye?

Yi Chixue held his breath the moment the white cloth was lifted.

His pupils shrank as if he had seen something incredible, staring at it intently.

Feng Qing had been in ancient times for such a long time and had a good habit, which was never to talk about things he didn't understand, because he might say something wrong at any time, so he had to ask carefully before speaking.

Maybe there were people who collected scrap iron in ancient times. Although this thing looks rusty, it should be quite useful to make a shovel.

Feng Qing, with the mentality of learning something new, asked softly, "Can I ask how much these cost?"

"Money?" The old man smiled, staring at Feng Qing with his cloudy eyes, and the smile was indescribably mysterious.

"These things can't be bought with money. Even if you sell your store, I'm afraid you can't afford them."

Feng Qing's face did not fluctuate at all.

The group of people outside began to whisper, and they looked at the basket of scrap iron and whispered to each other.

"Did you hear what that man said?"

"He said that basket of things couldn't even buy this inn. That's ridiculous."

"I think that guy must have gone crazy. He dared to play tricks in front of those two people. He might go in vertically and come out horizontally in a while."

The old man seemed to have heard nothing and asked with a smile, "You don't know, do you?"

"If you don't know about this kind of thing, I'm so disappointed."

Feng Qing silently looked at the expression on the old man's face.

...To be honest.

This expression is definitely the most annoying expression Feng Qing has seen in all the years of buying things.

When she walked into a slightly expensive mall wearing a dress that cost no more than 100 yuan, the expression on the face of the salesperson was almost as annoying.

She was familiar with this routine.

——When they were selling health products for the elderly downstairs, the salesmen basically fooled people in this way.

The one who was particular about it was a PUA. He didn't speak human language at first, but started to scare people by pretending to be mysterious, saying things like "You don't know this? Then you are so out of date."

Feng Qing looked down on those who sold health products, who fooled a bunch of old men and women.

Well, her mother was also one of those who were fooled.

Just two pieces of scrap iron, and you want to exchange her inn? They really fooled her as if she was buying health products.

Feng Qing took a deep breath, and new and old hatreds surged in her heart. She couldn't help but squeezed out a word from between her teeth.

"It's really despicable."

"What?" Yi Chixue next to her was suddenly stunned.

Feng Qing swallowed the rest of his words.

Too shameless.