According to legend, there is a meteorite under the sky. The famous craftsman Lu Ban named it "Black Iron". This iron is as black as ink and as heavy as stars.

Someone used it to make swords and made the world-famous "Black Iron Sword". There are three swords in total. Two of them were lost in the past thousand years. Only one sword was preserved and collected in the Famous Sword Villa.

This sword cannot be used by people who are not at the peak of internal strength and have returned to the original simplicity. The heavy sword has no edge and can hurt people just by the weight of swinging it.

Today, he was lucky enough to see the second lost sword.

Li Qi slowly stood up from behind the counter. He carefully looked at the shopkeeper in front of him.

The shopkeeper's expression now... can really stop a child from crying at night.

If there are fierce ghosts in this world, then the smile of a fierce ghost would be just like this.

Although Li Qi has always known that the appearance of his shopkeeper is a little gloomy, it is only now that he knows that the shopkeeper is really very kind to him.

Although he cannot see the shopkeeper's eyes, he feels a cold and terrifying light shooting out from behind his bangs.

Very eerie and scary.

Coupled with that fierce ghost-like smile, several of the killers behind him were almost scared to death.

"Um..." The green-faced ghost tried a few more times, his face turned red, but he still couldn't take his hand out from under the sword. This might be the first time in his life that his face has been so red. After a long time, he suddenly heard a person's voice coming from above his head.

"Can't lift your hand? Let me help you."

Feng Qing observed here for a long time, and finally concluded that the creditor seemed to be unable to take his hand out from under the sword.

Although this seemed a bit unbelievable to her, looking at the face of the creditor, everything seemed to make sense again.

After hearing this, the Green-faced Ghost shuddered for some reason.

Feng Qing thought she had understood everything.

She thought to herself that now she understood, this guy's pale face turned out to be due to kidney deficiency.

Feng Qing was quite enthusiastic to help the creditor, she grabbed the handle of the sword and lifted it up.

No one knew when the sword was put in there. Maybe some crew had put it in the counter before, and then when the counter cracked, it fell in by itself, so it has never been found.

Judging from the workmanship, it seems to be one of the best among all the prop swords. The blade is at least made of real iron, not aluminum. It should be worth a few hundred dollars.

The weight of the sword is not too heavy, but it is a little bit heavy. When Feng Qing picked it up, she was slightly surprised for a second.

This sword is far from being able to hold down a person's hand and make them unable to move, but when she turned around, she saw the green-faced man sitting down on the ground as if relieved.

She hurriedly tried to help him, subconsciously holding the sword in one hand and using the other hand to help the green-faced ghost sitting on the ground, saying, "Please get up and sit over there first. It's a little dangerous here. I'll ask the waiter to pour tea and it'll be right up."

No matter what, they had to serve the creditor first. Only when the creditor was happy would they have something to gain.

Feng Qing's thinking was still very simple. The only skills she had learned from her social phobia in the past twenty years were taught by her mother, one of which was that she should not hit a smiling person.

Although she acted very arrogant before, Feng Qing was actually a little uneasy in her heart - she really didn't have much money on her now, just a pile of "copper plates" that Li Qi had picked up in the morning.

Glass balls, soaps and the like... She could take them out, but I don't know if people want them.

Thinking of this, the smile on her face deepened, so deep that it was a little creepy, and the heartbeats of the people in black around her accelerated.

When Feng Qing just casually lifted the sword with one hand, the people in black around her just held their breath.

After she laughed, the people around her took a step back at the same time.

...A few people gathered at the door of the inn, and everyone was watching the excitement.

Watching the excitement is human nature, and it is a sport that is deeply loved by the majority of folks. And no matter who it is, they will be curious when they see such a group of people suddenly squeeze into the inn.

"Is there a fight? Has it started?"

Those who are looking for trouble squeezed in regardless of everything.

He finally squeezed in and saw the appearance of the house at first glance.

Then when he saw a person in black clothes, he was suddenly stunned.

...

The person was wearing black clothes and stood tall in the guest room. The sunlight shone on her body through the crowd, making her half exposed to the sunlight and half hidden in the Yin.

The jewelry on her body shone brightly in the sunlight.

It may be a scene that countless people present will never forget.

Although this person had his back to them, at that moment, this person was stunned.

It was scary... and it made people unable to take their eyes off.

For this person, he probably couldn't think of any rhetoric like "graceful as a startled bird, graceful as a swimming dragon, glorious as an autumn chrysanthemum, luxuriant as a spring pine". He just knew that the person was very beautiful, with a very special temperament, and what he wore was a little different from them.

But his expression was very scary.

Very, very scary.

On a sunny morning, a beautiful woman wearing expensive black clothes, holding a black long sword, and with a temperament like a fierce ghost stood in the inn that had just opened at the corner of their street, which brought unprecedented shock to the villagers who had lived here for generations and might have never left this town in their lives.

If it weren't for that scary expression, if it weren't for the invisible eyes hidden under the hair, many people around might have really rushed in just to join in the fun. You know, they are the kind of people who dare to join in any fun, but now they stopped abruptly.

Although they couldn't see each other's eyes clearly, everyone inexplicably felt that under the thick bangs, there must be a pair of phoenix eyes with a scary evil light, staring at everyone who looked at her.

After a long time, the person who was stunned just now came back to his senses.

"Is that a fairy?" He suddenly muttered unconsciously.

"Is there such a fairy?" Someone next to him complained.

"Yes, is there such a scary fairy? This is clearly a monster in the mountains." An old lady said with confidence.

While they were chatting animatedly here, Li Qi was secretly observing the shopkeeper.

God, spirit?

Neither, the shopkeeper was just a person.

But it was not so accurate to say that he was a person... Li Qi suspected that the shopkeeper was actually a senior who was about to break through the void, and was only one step away from ascending.

The thoughts in the minds of such people were different from those of ordinary people, and the things they pursued were also different from others.

This was why Li Qi was not surprised at all when he saw such a senior appear in such a small inn, because there were so many strange masters, and God knew what they would do in pursuit of breaking the void.

... Such people were no less than gods to ordinary people.

Li Qi sighed slightly, and suddenly felt a little inexplicably melancholy.

It is very likely that ordinary people have never heard of the term "broken void" in their lives.

Up to now... he has completely failed to reach that state.

Feng Qing had no idea what the people around her were thinking. She was trembling with fear, treading on thin ice, and wished she could smile like a flower.

There was some movement at the door. She subconsciously turned her head and happened to meet the eyes of a child who had just come in.

The child was the one who had just shown the way to the Green-faced Ghost. He didn't even cry when he saw the Green-faced Ghost's face as pale as a dead person. As a result, after he looked at Feng Qing, he suddenly burst into tears.

"Wow..."

The surroundings were quiet for a second. It must be said that at that moment, everyone present was embarrassed.

His mother picked him up, fearing that the child's crying would attract the attention of the two people in the room. She patted his back and coaxed him, "Don't cry, don't cry, if you cry any longer you will be eaten by the goblin..."

Alas, why did this child cry for no reason? Feng Qing was a little puzzled.

She thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out. Then she suddenly looked at the green-faced ghost and suddenly realized.

It must be that this guy's face was too ugly and scared him.

Good guy, it was just a little pale just now, but now it's all blue. I'm afraid he was tired just now. Feng Qing felt guilty and quickly invited him to take a seat.

The green-faced ghost's hair, wet with sweat, stuck to his cheeks. He followed Feng Qing to the table with a look of fear on his face. Feeling the slight force on his shoulders, he did not even dare to resist and sat down obediently.

"Li Qi, boil water to make tea." Feng Qing waved his hand and winked at him, "Remember, take the best tea leaves in that porcelain pot."

The best and most expensive ones, to show the creditor their sincerity.

The green-faced ghost looked at Li Qi in fear.

Li Qi felt the green-faced ghost's pleading eyes and turned into the kitchen without any psychological burden.

What does it have to do with him? He is just a cook now.

After seeing Li Qi leave, the green-faced ghost turned back to look at Feng Qing in fear.

Feng Qing has always dressed in that decadent, deadbeat, and homely style. This is the first time she has dressed so coquettishly.

In her heart, she must be gentle, generous, and considerate, the most coquettish and talkative woman... Her mother is well-known in the village for her ability to speak. Before she retired, she was in charge of collecting water and electricity bills.

Back then, her mother used such a gentle smile to collect the water and electricity bills from several notoriously difficult people. This is called "using softness to overcome strength."

The couple next door call her mother when they quarrel, relatives call her mother when they hold weddings, colleagues call her mother when they get married, and the elderly call her mother when they have funerals... Her mother is the invincible god of war in everyone's mind.

Of course, as her daughter-in-law... Feng Qing is just a paralyzed useless person.

It was difficult for her to even communicate with others, let alone anything else.

But today, Feng Qing felt that she had regained her confidence.

She had grown up, and she was no longer the same person she used to be.

With such a brilliant smile, Feng Qing said to the green-faced man in front of her, "Where are you from?"

The green-faced ghost almost died on the spot at that moment.

He didn't see at all that Feng Qing was self-righteously charming, and now he just wanted to turn around and run away.

However, as a killer's instinct, the green-faced ghost still let the green-faced ghost secretly look around Feng Qing's body.

The pattern on the clothes... is a peacock pattern.

The green-faced ghost's eyes suddenly narrowed.

This kind of peacock pattern was probably embroidered by a professional embroiderer, little by little, into the brocade cloth. It was a very superb skill. The Green-Faced Ghost had seen peacock feathers made with this technique, and each one was a rare treasure.

But...

But the Green-Faced Ghost had never seen a black peacock.

The peacock pattern on this dress was black, and at a certain angle, it even glowed silver, and it looked indescribably evil.

Could it be... someone from the Western Regions? This thought suddenly flashed through the Green-Faced Ghost's mind.