After following the old liar downstairs and following the prescribed procedures to transfer and pay, Chen Xian couldn't help but feel relieved, and the thing that gave him the most headache was finally done.

After transferring the account, the old liar stood beside Chen Xian and glanced at his mobile phone secretly.

Seeing the seven-digit deposit balance, the old liar clicked his tongue: "You're quite in stock!"

"It took a lot of time recently, and the original deposit is more." Chen Xian said helplessly, thinking of his daily expenses, and then converting it with the balance of the deposit, there was a lot of pressure on his face, "If you don't If you work, it may not last a few years.”

"Won't it last a few years?" The old liar was taken aback, "You usually spend so much money? Which one do you take for pornography, gambling and drugs?"

"Eat." Chen Xian whispered, his expression still so disappointed, "I spend almost three thousand a day, and it is a million in a year, and now the domestic prices are so high, beef and mutton prices have risen several times. …”

The old liar was silent for two seconds, then asked tentatively, "How about you eat pork instead?"

"I eat that too, but beef and mutton are better for my body and easier to absorb, so I usually eat more. You know my stomach is not right..."

"You're a prostitute, and you can't afford to raise even eighteen million dollars." The old liar smiled gloatingly, "So much money has to be spent on food, the life of the rich is really simple and unpretentious, huh? "

"..."

Although Chen Xian really wanted to refute the old liar's words, he had to say that what he said was quite reasonable. Isn't he a prodigal when his stomach has become so powerful?

Usually this shop is crowded with people, it's as lively as a vegetable market, only today I rarely have time to spare. Seeing that the old man is bored alone in the shop, Chen Xian intends to chat with him for a while, and by the way. Talk about something about yourself.

The back room on the first floor is the quietest place in the entire shop.

Different from the front hall, the decoration here is relatively old, and it seems that it has not been renovated over the years. The walls have inevitably become yellow and dull, and cracks have appeared in many places, and the wall is the most serious. The places in the '90s are blocked by old crooks with old posters from the '90s.

The dark brown floor on the ground is badly worn, maybe the wooden body is rotten, and once someone walks over it, it will creak, and some places will dent suddenly while bearing the load, giving a soft feeling. The feeling of powerlessness is like stepping on a hole in the mud.

In the cramped room, there was only room for a floor-to-ceiling tea table and a few chairs.

On the left wall hangs the LCD TV that the old liar bought last year. Now it is late at night. The TV is playing the family ethics drama that the middle-aged aunt loves to watch. The familiar smell of fireworks.

Chen Xian and the old liar were sitting at the table drinking tea, while the girl stared at the LCD TV hanging on the wall. She seemed to be quite interested in the content played on it. She stared at the screen intently, her eyes glowing with excitement.

"Master Ge, do you have any other useful instruments in your store?" When Chen Xian asked this, a list of the instruments he had purchased from him before appeared in his mind.

The Tongxuan Wuxing Whip of Xia Maoshan, the Bronze Casting Sword of Longhu Mountain, the Baixi Binding of Corpse Rope in Xiangxi, the Five Immortals Quiet Soul Drum of the Majia in the Northeast, and the White Seal of Killing Evils from Lushan School... . These are just a small part of the magical tools that Chen Xian bought.

Over the years, Chen Xian has bought more than 30 pieces of magic instruments, and almost each of them costs more than 30,000 yuan. Although this kind of magic instrument has some taste of assembly line processing, it is definitely worth the money. Some aliens use this type of magic weapon.

According to normal circumstances, these instruments are relatively durable, at least for a year or two, and more for three or four years. It mainly depends on how the owner uses and "maintains".

Chen Xian is a caring person. He has a lot of experience in maintaining magic tools, but when it comes to use...

Other aliens use magic tools to run yin and yang magic, but Chen Xian is more unique. He can just use yin and yang magic tools as standard cold weapons, always trying to defeat opponents on the physical level.

The whip-shaped instrument is used as a whip, and the sword-shaped instrument is used as a sword to chop.

Although in recent years, compared with ancient instruments, the level of refining and metal raw materials has been significantly improved, and in terms of hard quality, those ancient instruments can be completely crushed, but no matter what Even the hard magic weapon couldn't help Chen Xian being so destructive.

"Why don't you buy ordinary weapons, magic weapons are not suitable for you." The old liar said to Chen Xian earnestly, trying his best to make Chen Xian stop thinking about using magic weapons.

Every time Chen Xian buys a magic weapon, there will be a problem within a month. After buying it dozens of times, even the old liar is a little suspicious when he buys it. Did he really cheat him so many times? ?

In fact, in the dark market, the old liar himself has a good reputation. Although his shop is not good or cheap, it is at least worth the money. However, the magic tools that Chen Xian bought from him always have problems. The old liar was trembling with fear, for fear that others would say behind his back that he was an immortal black-hearted ghost, staring at the big head and not uttering his mouth.

The old liar is afraid, and is afraid from the bottom of his heart.

You don't know those onmyoji techniques, why do you have to buy magic weapons?

The old liar has asked Chen Xian more than once, and every time Chen Xian's answer is the same.

"practical."

At present, the casting level of domestic cold weapons is very high. Titanium alloy, tungsten steel, iron alloy... All these common and uncommon metals can be used to cast cold weapons, and their sharpness, toughness and durability are different. , depending on the price, the low-priced items can only be used as ordinary cold weapons, and the high-priced ones may break the "defense line" of some abnormal life.

However, like the kind of cold weapons with high "lethality", their prices are often much more expensive than ordinary magic weapons, and the price/performance ratio can be said to be very low.

If you take the numerical value as an analogy, a magic weapon worth 30,000 has a physical attack power of 5 and a special attribute attack power of 5, so the total is 10.

And those high-end cold weapons with a price of nearly 100,000 have only a pure physical attack power of 10, without any additional special attributes.

From the point of view of attack power alone, there is almost no difference between the two.

Therefore, in general, the cost-effectiveness of the magic weapon is higher.

For a stranger like Chen Xian who lived his life carefully, what else could he buy without buying a magic weapon?

"You kid, give up on the magic weapon, don't even think about it, even if I kill you, I won't sell it to you!" I'm the biggest fool in the underworld."

"Don't swear." Chen Xian looked at him cautiously and asked tentatively, "Would you try selling me another one? I promise not to use it indiscriminately in the future, and I won't trouble you if it breaks!"

The old liar looked at him, lightly opened his old lips and spat out a rolling word.

"Your teeth are easier to use than any weapon, why are you slamming it on the magic weapon..." The old liar sighed, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it slowly and said, "Or else In this way, you pay me 200,000 yuan, and I will teach you a one-month crash course in Taoism. At that time, you will definitely be more powerful when you use the weapon, and I can sell it to you with confidence."

"Study Taoism?" Chen Xian frowned, as if remembering something from the past, shook his head and said, "I'm not that material."

Before the age of 20, Chen Xian had always longed for religious practice. After all, his biggest idol was Lin Fengjiao, the zombie Taoist priest in Hong Kong and Taiwan horror films, but after several attempts... Chen Xian gave up .

Chen Xian once attended the cram school provided by the Secret Service Bureau. The tuition fee for a month was about 100,000 yuan. The teacher was a special lecturer hired by the Secret Service Bureau from Maoshan.

In that cram school, Chen Xian was the alien with the highest status.

At the age of 20, he became a senior temporary worker in the Secret Service Bureau. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a genius in the sky. The teacher has great confidence in him, even in the first The moment he saw Chen Xian in class, the teacher seemed to see his limitless future.

Facts have proved that the teacher misunderstood.

Performing any yin-yang technique requires an introduction. The so-called introduction is the yin and yang in the human body. The connection between them and the aliens is like the relationship between the magician and the magic value in the game.

The reason why Chen Xian couldn't practice religious magic was because of these qi.

The "storage" of yin and yang in his body is only comparable to that of an ordinary person, even a foreigner who has just started. Even if the teacher opens a small stove for him or even finds various medicinal materials to replenish his qi, the final result is still the same. ......

"Forget it, I'll just buy some magic weapons." Chen Xian didn't want to continue his memories, glanced at the old liar, his tone was very sincere, "I'm a human and not a beast, I always bite people like that, I'm afraid after a long time. I have a mental problem."

The old liar smoked his cigarette without saying a word, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"The magic weapon is really not suitable for you. You don't have to think about it anymore. I will never sell it to you, but... I suddenly had an idea, maybe you are suitable for those things."

"What?" Chen Xian suddenly became interested.

The old liar looked at Chen Xian, his withered face loomed in the smoke, and his smile was inexplicably weird.

"Evil weapon."