Sweeping the world

Chapter 30 The Monk
"Donor, please keep your hand." A voice suddenly came from the side.

Chen Ming paused for a moment, then turned slightly to look aside.

I saw a middle-aged monk walking slowly ahead.

This monk has an ordinary face, with a big bald head on top of his head, but his face looks very gentle. With his cassock, he looks like a monk.

"A monk?" Looking at the middle-aged monk approaching from a distance, Chen Ming was a little surprised, but he didn't stop the movement of his hand, and directly reached out to take the long gray knife in his hand.

There was a slight throbbing feeling suddenly, and a faint warm current began to be generated on Chen Ming's body, and then the number on the source force interface in front of him suddenly changed, and the growth rate increased by a small amount again.

"The benefactor, stop quickly." Seeing Chen Ming's movements in front of his eyes, the middle-aged monk was anxious, and quickly dissuaded him: "The knife in the benefactor's hand has a strong evil spirit on it, and there is a faint howling sound of wronged souls, hold it for fear Much unknown."

"Bold!!" Chen Ming didn't speak, but stood aside. Hearing the monk's words, Su Ming flew into a rage: "How dare you curse the young master?"

"Amitabha." Seeing Su Ming's reaction, the middle-aged monk showed a little sorrow on his face, clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name.

With a light wave of his hand, Su Ming stopped Su Ming from continuing to speak. Looking at the middle-aged monk in front of him, Chen Ming became somewhat interested.

Others may not know the details about the gray knife in his hand, but Chen Ming knew it all too clearly in his heart, it was definitely a full-fledged evil soldier, otherwise it would be impossible for the King Ying soldier on him to react.

And the evil soldiers hinder the master, isn't this a normal thing?

The monk in front of him could see this, but he was not an ordinary person.

"Master, since you think this knife is unknown, what are your plans if you don't know?" Looking at the monk in front of him, he asked with great interest.

"Also ask the benefactor to put down this knife and ask the monk to take this knife back to suppress."

The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together, and said with a sad face, "Young monk will chant scriptures day and night, and eliminate the evil energy on this knife."

"I'm really sorry." Chen Ming shook his head, his face showing disdain on purpose: "What kind of unspecified remarks, I think they are just nonsense."

"I'm going to order this knife!"

The evil knife is indeed an evil knife, but it is absolutely impossible for Chen Ming to hand over this knife.

For Chen Ming, these evil soldiers are equivalent to each source power booster, which can bring him a steady stream of source power bonuses, which is the most precious thing.

Now that this kind of thing is in Chen Ming's hands, it is absolutely impossible to take it out again.

"Well, since that's the case, I offended the monk."

Standing where he was, watching Chen Ming's reaction, the middle-aged monk sighed softly, and then spoke.

"What? You still want to do it here?" Su Ming sneered.

"Young monk doesn't dare." The middle-aged monk smiled wryly, and then said, "It's just that this long knife is not the benefactor's property at this time."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at the owner of the stall in front of him, then put his palms together and said, "This old gentleman, can you sell this long knife to the little monk? The little monk is willing to give a hundred taels of silver."

"Sorry." In front of him, the old man looked stern, looked at the man in front of him with a sneer and said, "It's fine if it's someone else, but you can't."

"In my life, the monk is the one I hate the most!"

He said with a sneer, looking at the middle-aged monk with deep disgust in his eyes.

"This old benefactor seems to have misunderstood something?" The middle-aged monk smiled wryly, but seeing the owner of the stall said so, he was too embarrassed to continue, so he could only sigh deeply, and then glanced at Chen Ming: "Little benefactor , please be careful, it’s better to just throw this unknown thing away.”

"Don't bother Master." Chen Ming said softly, and then gave the middle-aged monk a meaningful look.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but in his feeling, the other party was not looking at him, but at the black gold long knife on his waist, that is, the King Ying Bing.

"Have you found it?"

Feeling the other party's gaze, he thought lightly, but he didn't care too much.

In front of him, seeing that Chen Ming could not be dissuaded, the middle-aged monk sighed lightly, turned around and left without saying anything, the whole process didn't seem to be muddled at all.

Seeing this, Chen Ming put away the long knife in his hand, and after paying the bill, he prepared to leave.

"Little brother, you paid too much."

In front of his eyes, a hoarse voice sounded.

Looking at the bank note in his hand, the old man at the stall looked at it casually, and then said.

"The extra 100 taels is the money to buy that gray knife."

Chen Ming turned around and said: "The master called out 100 taels, if I don't give the same number, wouldn't it be a disadvantage for the elders?"

"That's the reason." The old man nodded, his stern expression didn't change much, and he didn't say much.

Chen Ming then walked out, towards the previous location of the auction house.

In a far corner.

Seeing Chen Ming leave, a middle-aged monk left silently, walking towards the distance.

Not long after, he walked into an alley and knocked on the door of a room.

"Who?" A rather rough voice sounded, with some vigilance in it.

"It's me." The middle-aged monk said softly, his expression unchanged.

The door in front of him opened instantly, and a tall and burly figure walked out from it.

This is a man in his thirties, wearing a leather robe, with a deep scar on his rough face, looking at the middle-aged monk in front of him, with a strong look of joy on his face: " Master Changqu, you are finally here!"

"Well, the old monk just came here two days ago, and I haven't had time to meet with you yet."

Chang Qu clasped his hands together, with a gentle smile on his face, looking like a master: "Now, please ask Deacon Liu for help."

"Master, please tell me." The big man said without hesitation.

"Deacon Liu lives here, so he must be very familiar with the neighborhood, can you help me find two people?" Chang Qu smiled, and then said.

"This is naturally not a problem." The big man patted his chest and said directly.

After saying this, he asked curiously: "I don't know why the master is looking for these two people, but there is something I need to help with."

"Sigh." Chang Qu sighed, with a little sadness on his face: "I just ran into a little benefactor outside, and it is really unknown that he is carrying evil soldiers."

"I persuaded him to put down the evil soldiers, but this little benefactor is too stubborn, he doesn't even listen to the old monk's words, it's really a disaster."

"Such a person really doesn't know good from bad!"

The big man was furious when he heard the words, and without waiting for Chang Qu to open his mouth, he cupped his hands and said, "Such a person who doesn't know good and bad should not exist in the world. Send the human and evil soldiers to the master."

"Deacon Liu has said that."

Hearing the big man's words, Chang Qu frowned, with some dissatisfaction on his face: "A monk, you should be merciful, how can you kill him recklessly?"

"Abolishing his hands and legs, a little punishment is enough."

A cripple with both hands and feet is also called a merciful person?
"Master is really a merciful person." The corner of the big man's mouth twitched, but the next moment he cupped his hands, with a look of admiration on his face: "Then I'm going to prepare?"

"It's better for the old monk to do it himself." Standing on the spot for a while, Chang Qu finally sighed and said, "This evil soldier's aura is too strong. I'm afraid it won't be able to be suppressed by ordinary people. It's better for the old monk to do it himself." good."

"Deacon Liu just needs to keep an eye on them."

"Then let's prepare here." The big man cupped his hands, and then hurriedly went out to prepare.

"It's about to start."

On the other side, accompanied by Su Ming, Chen Ming walked into a fairly spacious small room.

The small room is quite spacious, with several wooden tables in it, and a maid waiting beside it.

Compared with the seats at the back of the auction house, this room is located in the front rows, and you can directly and clearly see the venue in front, and the visual effect is very good.

After sitting here for a while, and waiting quietly for a while, several figures in front of him began to appear.

An old man in a black robe walked in front, with a smile on his face, he walked slowly to the center of the field, and was watched by everyone.

"If it is redundant, there is no need to say more. I believe everyone knows the rules."

In front, the black-robed old man didn't talk nonsense, just said this with a smile, and then revealed the theme of this time.

"The first thing is a black crystal sword made of black crystal."

The maid on the side walked forward slowly holding a box, and then opened the curtain on the box, revealing the black long sword inside.

The material of this long sword is very unique. The whole sword seems to be made of a kind of black pure crystal. At this moment, under the weak light around it, there is a little shimmer of light, which looks very beautiful.

"What black crystal is, I believe everyone here knows it, but here I will give you a general introduction."

On the stage, the old man had a smile on his face: "Although black crystal looks like crystal, it is actually an excellent forging material."

"In the usual forging, you only need to add a little black crystal to improve the quality of the weapon by several percent."

"The black crystal sword in front of me is mostly made of black crystal, plus more than ten kinds of high-quality materials such as refined silver and glazed stone. It was jointly crafted by several of the most famous craftsmen in Longshui. It can be said to be a rare boutique."

"The starting price is 1000 taels of silver."

The place fell silent for a moment, and it was not until a while later that voices continued to ring out.

Not long after, the price of this black gold long sword soared all the way, from 1000 taels of silver to [-] taels of silver, and the number of people asking for the price gradually decreased.

Sitting quietly in the private room, listening to the sound of asking prices around, Chen Ming felt a little bored.

He is somewhat interested in this black crystal long sword, but this interest is mainly because of his curiosity about the material of the black crystal, not the black crystal sword itself.

He doesn't use a sword himself, even if he got this sword, he probably won't be able to use it smoothly.

So he just looked at it like this, quietly watching the people around him constantly shouting prices.

Not long after, this round of bidding ended, and this black crystal sword was finally bought by a person in a box at a sky-high price of 9000 taels of silver.

(End of this chapter)