Chapter 42 Kill Shuangying

The business of the "tacky knife" store is surprisingly good, which also makes Wu Pengwei a little surprised.

In fact, he is still at a low point in the strength of Mao Xiaojiu, the "female bully". She may be arrogant, sometimes treacherous, and often oppress by force, but her business vision is absolutely vicious, and her reputation is excellent. Everything that her cat Jiuye looks at will be ordinary.

To be precise, her talent for business is far better than that of practicing martial arts.

It's a pity that in the six realms of divine thoughts, power is everything.

All the larger chambers of commerce have top masters behind it, which is not afraid of the coveted by the rest of the forces.

For example, "Qianqi Market", "Wingding Chamber of Commerce" and "Wanzhen Pavilion" are all first-class chambers of commerce in the six worlds of divine thoughts, but there are no exception masters of the divine realm behind them.

With Mao Xiaojiu as a "Jingwei" warrior, he can't make a career.

But in the East City of "Chitian City", her cat Xiaojiu's reputation is extremely trustworthy. Of course, it is really difficult to evaluate just in business and business.

Therefore, the soul weapon forged by the "Sword Master" spread to every street in the East City in only one day, and the next day, things were sold out. On the third day, it was already so popular.

The quality of the things tempered by the soul fire is extraordinary, far better than those of the same grade. The soul weapon quenched with soul fire is definitely sharper, tougher and longer to use than the soul weapon forged by the fire.

Coupled with the reputation of "Cat Jiuye", the name of "trick knife" has spread.

"Are you surprised?" Master Cat Jiu squeezed out from behind the store, looked at Wu Pengwei, and said with a smile, "I have raised the price of things. Each piece has increased some silver. Don't worry, I won't be greedy. The extra one is half."

"Half to half?" Wu Pengwei was a little surprised.

"What? Do you still want to open three or seven? I typed out the name of the thing, and the publicity fee was also paid by me. All the idle people in the East City of 'Red Sky City' are promoting how good your things are. For this reason, I spent a lot of money. Do I have to calculate this account? As soon as the ninth master saw Wu Pengwei frown, he thought that the other party was not satisfied. Even if he began to bargain and pulled out something that was needed, the so-called idle man was just that she let the little fat man "roach" carry Wu Pengwei's forged soul weapon everywhere to smash the blacksmith's shop and hit the field, and followed behind.

I have to say that this is an excellent means of publicity, and the cost is really not high.

"If he asks in detail, I will open him a frightening price. Yes, ten thousand cold moons will shock him to death." Master Cat's eyes narrowed slightly, and his blue eyes were as bright as cat's eyes. At this moment, he looked more like a profiteer.

Wu Pengwei shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't want a single article. Since you strongly asked for half, it's half."

The ninth master was suddenly angry, his pupils dilated, and he couldn't wait to go back.

"Why, why don't you want to earn money?" The ninth master gritted his teeth, with an angry face, and his beautiful face was full of regret. "In the six realms of mind, money can buy a lot of things, such as profound martial arts, such as elixirs that can increase strength, such as good soul weapons, and so on. Why don't you want to make money?"

"Who told you that I don't want to make money?" Wu Pengwei asked.

"Do you want to make money?" The ninth master stroked his hand and smiled, "Why do you want to make money with me? Do you know that this is purely because your things are good, and the water is rising. If I don't rise, I'm afraid that they can immediately take off their hands and sell it for double the price. I raise the price like this just to protect the added value of forging the soul weapon. Don't say half of it. Even if it's three or seven, it should be. I can't think of you. But he pretended to be generous and accepted it. Isn't it that he doesn't want to make money?

The ninth master smiled proudly, and the bright red corners of his lips were like an enchanting petal.

She has been depressed and has been eating Wu Pengwei's depression. From the first sight of him to now, she has always been inferior. The ninth master is high-hearted. How can he admit defeat? At this moment, she insisted on making the other party feel that she was at a loss, so that she could feel happy. For this reason, she did not hesitate to teach the other party the vision of business.

Wu Pengwei also smiled and asked, "I don't think you want to make money?"

"Why don't I want to make money?" Master Jiu sneered. In her opinion, this is a manifestation of the other party's end of the road, although the other party's expression was so indifferent.

"It's very simple. I'm your partner, but I'm also the only source of forging soul weapons. Now the louder you play the signboard, the better. The bigger the source, the more I like it. Why? Because I forged things, but my energy is limited, and the number of forgings will not increase. The higher you sell, the higher my profit will be. At a certain time, I can raise the price. How will you choose? There is no choice. The better the things, the more people know, which means that I will make more money in the future. Why do I care about this little profit now?

Master Cat Jiu was suddenly speechless. These words fell into her ears like thunder. The most distressed thing was that she had thought for a long time and could not find a reason to refute it. After making trouble for a long time, she thought that she had actually lost money.

"So, Master Jiu, no matter how hard you work and how hard you work, the biggest winner will only be me, and the one who makes the most money will only be me." Wu Pengwei smiled faintly.

The smile fell on the eyes of Master Cat Jiu, but it was clearly as insidious as a demon.

"You, you are shameless, you are too sinister, no, I want to make a contract with you." The ninth master scratched his head, and the green silk was suddenly messy like a bird's nest. She looked everywhere for pen and ink, but where did the pen and ink come from in this downtown area?

What's more, in the six realms of Shen Nian, does the pen and ink contract work?

Unless it is a soul contract, with the blood of the heart as the medium, the spell promise, this will work, but the other party is not a fool. How can he do this?

Wu Pengwei saw that the cat's ninth master's face was pale, and he was a little funny and said lightly, "Master Jiu, don't worry. I'm just joking with you."

"Damn it, you joke..." The ninth master suddenly jumped like thunder and waited for his lips to laugh, but when he saw Wu Pengwei's quiet eyes, he remembered the previous words. When his anger was relieved, he had no choice but to do it.

"I'm spleen again. Sooner or later, I'll find the scene!" The ninth master was so resentful that he could only quietly stare at the other party, as if this glance could make the other party go home and vomit, and could not get out of bed for a month.

"Master Jiu, I have something to ask you to do this time." Wu Peng looked at the shop behind him, and the crowd began to retreat. A total of three soul weapons had been sold out for a long time. The reason for such a long period of stagnation was to sign up for the "Soul Sword Gate" in order to get a discount the next time he bought the soul weapons.

Just signing up, the busy little fat man is a big man, the sleeves of the robe are wet, and the whole four stone slips are recorded.

In the six realms of divine thoughts, most of the things are recorded with stone or jade, and the pen of recording is also simple, either a sword or a knife, carved on it.

"What's the matter?" The ninth master now heard that Wu Pengwei had something to ask for advice, so he was very careful. This man was so bad that the cat Master Jiu, who took advantage of her, was eating everywhere. This guy is really bad! He must be careful when he speaks!

"I need a lot of elixir, and please ask Master Jiu to buy it for me." Wu Pengwei made a request.

"Elixir? That can only be bought in the West City. The ninth master frowned, as if he was holding his heart. His blue eyes were dazzling, and the hanging ring on the earlobe was crisp. "I'm familiar with the largest 'Danxinfang' boss in the West City, but it depends on what grade of elixir you buy."

"Oh, this shopping is also divided into West City and East City?" Wu Pengwei is a little curious.

"Yes, forged things are sold in the East City, while the elixir is sold in the West City, and fierce beast puppets and strange things are sold in the South City, as for the North City." A fierce color suddenly flashed in Cat Jiuye's eyes: "That's the place to recruit legal protection masters, and it is also the place where the martial arts forces of the 'Red Sky City' are in.

There is a saying that Mao Xiaojiu did not say that one day the flag of "Soul Sword Gate" will be displayed in the sky over the North City, which is the deepest wish in her heart.

"Oh, in this case, I have to go to the West City to buy it." Wu Pengwei was at heart and admired the distribution pattern of this city. In this way, the market was orderly.

"If the ninth master is fine, can you accompany me to the West City?" Wu Peng looked at the ninth master. He said that he lacked a guide. With Mao Xiaojiu, he was not afraid of missing the market.

Cat Xiaojiu stroked the jade palm and agreed quite simply: "Yes, the price is a three-grade soul weapon. With the ninth master here, you don't have to worry about being blackened."

"Cockworm, I'll solve the dinner by myself. I'll go out for dinner with Master Wei Dao."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Wu Pengwei to object. He hummed a little song and trotted forward.

Wu Pengwei smiled and followed.

The two of them went out of the East City one after the other. The four major urban areas were closely connected, except for a stone bridge. In front of each stone bridge, there was an open area. The cat, who was trotting in front of him, suddenly paused and stopped.

Wu Pengwei behind her was not feeling well. He stepped forward and saw that two young men in black armor and holding a long dark knife in their arms blocked the intersection, murderous.

The two men look cold and fierce. The left side is high, and there is a knife mark that is as deep as the bone on the right cheek. On the right side, a short and solid, but the upper lip is open, and his eyes are a little uncertain. At first glance, he is a cunning person.

The two of them are full of fog, flowing like the wind. Obviously, they are warriors who have reached the realm of "Jingwei".

Cat Jiuye's face suddenly changed.

"Cut off the two heroes?"

"That's good, Xiaojiu, my brother has met you again." The short and thick fat man on the right grinned, revealing his bright yellow teeth.

Master Cat Jiu frowned: "No, didn't you go out to hunt the fierce beasts? In the whole sect, all the masters above the 'Jinwei' realm have come out, and even your doorkeepers go together. Can't you return it for three months? How can it be...?"

The fat man looked up and smiled: "Yes, little girl, you inquired about the news. Unfortunately, something went wrong on the way. My two brothers came back early. Unfortunately, as soon as I came back, I heard that you were making trouble everywhere, which made my brother very uncomfortable."

Grandpa Mao Jiu's heart sank. She originally planned to sell more soul weapons forged by Wu Pengwei when the master of "cut off the door" came out. In this way, after three months, it was enough to invite a master to defend herself to rebuild the "Soul Sword Gate". Who knew that something was in a hurry, and the other party actually had a master halfway back, which was really out of her. Unexpectedly.

"Why so much nonsense? This little girl repeatedly ruined my business and let me stamp her with a knife. The tall man with a scar on the left stepped forward and asked coldly, "Bad girl, let me ask you, yesterday you led someone to ruin my 'cut-door' iron shop business?"

"What if it is?" At this point, it's absolutely difficult to be good, and Mao Xiaojiu doesn't have time to tear his face.

She took a step back, pulled out a green sword, and whispered to Wu Pengwei, "Go quickly. It's none of your business."

Wu Pengwei asked, "Why do you want to leave?"

Cat Xiaojiu was stunned, but at this time, a long and narrow dark knife light actually fell like a drill.

"It's all left for me!"

In mid-air, at the end of the knife, the thin man jumped up, like an eagle spreading its wings. Fifteen real dragons on his head flashed and roared in the air.

The knife splits down, and the air explodes.