Evil in the world: Mad girl is too charming

Everyone was very curious about what Yi Shuihan was going to do?

Yi Shuihan put the brocade box on the ground, pulled out one end of the celestial silk from the brocade box, tightened the celestial silk with both hands, and rubbed it hard at the turning point of the square stone pillar, making a 'swish, swish' sound. www>

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, their eyeballs almost fell out of shock, and the shopkeeper had faint veins on his face.

Yi Shuihan rubbed it for quite a while, the silk was already hot that day, she stopped, and saw that there was no sign of wear at the grinding mouth, it was still smooth and transparent.

The shopkeeper suppressed his anger and said, "Your Master, are you satisfied?"

Yi Shuihan nodded and said, "The tenacity is pretty good."

good?Just good?The blue veins on the shopkeeper's face tend to grow.

Yi Shuihan saw that there was an incense burner on the small table, and the incense was emitted from there, so she walked over again, uncovered the incense burner, and put an end of the celestial silk into it to see if it could burn.

The shopkeeper finally couldn't sit still, and said coldly: "Stop!"

Yi Shuihan didn't take it seriously, and said: "If I can't stand the fire, it's useless for me to come, and it's the shopkeeper who asked me to test its toughness."

The shopkeeper was so angry that he couldn't speak. He knew that silk could be fireproof, but he hadn't tried it after all.

After burning for a while, there was no flame, so Yi Shuihan took it out, and saw that the silk was only stained with black charcoal ash. After rubbing the charcoal ash with his hands, it was still smooth and transparent, not bad, and fireproof.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper felt relieved and said, "Master, do you want to buy silk?"

Yi Shuihan smiled, she didn't have the money to buy it, so she went back to the chair and sat down, said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, does Yueshang upstairs have the sharpest sword?"

The shopkeeper frowned and said, "Master, do you want to buy a sword?"

"If you fancy it, buy it." Of course, the result is not fancy.

At this time, a man in black and wearing a mask came down from upstairs. As soon as he came, the shopkeeper stood up, and everyone in the lobby was in awe, except of course, Yi Shuihan.

The man waved his hand, and everyone in the lobby retreated. For a moment, there were only two people left in the huge lobby, silent, so quiet that even the sound of burning incense in the incense burner could be heard.

Yi Shuihan felt bored, so he took the lead to break the silence and said lazily, "You won't trouble me because I bought your mask, will you?"

The man was slightly surprised, then took off his mask and said, "How did you know it was me?"

"I'll recognize you as you recognize me." Yi Shuihan shrugged, still dressed in black, equally cold, it's hard not to recognize him, it's really a narrow road to enemies.

The man was silent. He had been upstairs the whole time, and he only recognized the other party's voice when he heard it. The voice was very special, a little deep, and very >

Yi Shuihan took out the fan from his waist, opened it with a 'shua' sound and shook it, and asked, "Is there the sharpest sword?"

A strange color flashed in the man's eyes, he looked at the golden fan, and said, "Why is this fan in your hand?"

Yi Shuihan raised his eyebrows, is this fan so famous?Could it have been something that went upstairs on the moon?

"It was exchanged with someone."

"In exchange for what?" he asked, what made the man change from the weapon he kept in his hand?

"A paper fan worth ten cents."

Disbelief was clearly written on the man's face.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. Besides, I'm here to buy things." Yi Shuihan reminded that it doesn't matter whether others believe it or not.