Here Lies The Wicked

Ghost head knife!?

Fang Zheng ate the whale.

A little excited, he quickly picked it up and pulled out the scabbard to check.

After pulling out the scabbard, he saw that it was just a plain short knife, saying that the short knife was not like the short knife, saying that the firewood knife was not like the firewood knife.

The blade was about thirty centimeters long.

But it didn't have the beak of a common firewood knife.

It could be said that it was a short knife, and it was wider than the size of a short knife that was overflowing on a treasure, whether it was the size of the blade or the back of the knife.

It's like... A four - way chopping knife?

However, it could be seen that the owner of this knife cherished it very much. When the scabbard was pulled out, a strong smell of rust preventing oil came to his nose. But it was not pungent. It smelled good and had a faint fragrance.

The knife was well maintained.

Butcher zhang answered Fang Zheng's question, "This is indeed a Ghost head knife. In Caishikou, 73 heads have been chopped off. They are all heinous villains."

"But it's been a long time, and after a few damage, there's only less than half of the body left. It's just a defective antique. I'll give you a discount and sell you for 60,000 yuan."

"..." Fang Zheng

"Boss, do you know Sun Yushu? How else would you know that I happen to have a bank card with a deposit of 60,000 yuan on me?"

"??" Butcher zhang.

"Boss, I thought you didn't hesitate to take it out, saying that this Ghost head knife is more suitable for me, and we all know old wang next door. The boss is planning to give me this defective Ghost head knife directly." Fang Zheng said, touching his conscience with one hand.

"What about the relationship between the people we agreed on? We all have the relationship of the old king next door. Why can't we not kill each other?"

Fang Zheng's original intention was to cut the price to see if he could reduce it by ten thousand or several thousand. The money saved could already cover the monthly salary of ordinary white-collar workers.

As a result, Butcher zhang held up a butcher's knife, which had just chopped half of the head of a pig and was stained with shredded flesh and blood, and said calmly, "I can sell you this butcher's knife for 100 yuan."

Of course, Fang Zheng would not return it to the Ghost head knife.

This Ghost head knife is a treasure. It has been almost a century since the reform and opening up. The Ghost head knife has become a rare treasure among the rare. It is rare in the whole country.

Today, Fang Zheng was lucky enough to meet a Ghost head knife. Naturally, he would not let go of anything.

Fang Zheng was like holding a beautiful woman in his arms and flipping through it.

Fang Zheng did not doubt the authenticity of the Ghost head knife.

When he pulled out the scabbard the first time, his physique after training had been keenly aware of the temperature around his body, and began to drop a little cold.

Fang Zheng finally understood that the ancient people always compared swords to the source of cold light.

Mmm!

The knife was especially sharp.

At least 40 meters.

As expected, there were many secrets hidden in this butcher's body.

Even such a rare and antique Ghost head knife, coupled with Butcher zhang's appearance outside the apartment building, Fang Zheng was already very sure that Butcher zhang had a story.

However, Fang Zheng did not pursue these questions.

People can be curious, but don't always want to explore other people's secrets.

Everyone has one or two secrets that no one knows. Don't try to explore them. It's possible that brothers turn against each other and father and son become enemies. Just like the Human Skin scripture on Fang Zheng, this secret was known to only one person in his life.

A man's worth is his own knowledge.

Disaster has come from the mouth since ancient times.

After buying the Ghost head knife, Fang Zheng casually chatted with Butcher zhang about a few daily topics, only to find that he was the one who was embarrassed to talk the whole time. Butcher zhang was expressionless and silent from the beginning to the end.

Very cold.

Except for the first two more introductions when selling the ghost knife, he hardly said anything.

Fang Zheng finally understood why Butcher zhang had been eating dog food for 30 years.

There was a reason.

This man is a little cold, and it hurts in anyone's hands.

Fang Zheng knew that he couldn't talk to Butcher zhang, and he was already itching to know if the weapon could be strengthened by the Human Skin scriptures, and what would be strengthened by the Human Skin in the end, so he hid the ghost knife in his coat and hurried back to his home.

Butcher zhang's pork stall was always here anyway.

He won't run away.

In the future, if you have a chance, you can get closer to Butcher zhang. Butcher zhang's identity was not as simple as it appeared to be to be able to take out the Ghost head knife at will.

Take a taxi all the way.

Go straight to the neighborhood.

As soon as he arrived at his residence, Fang Zheng quickly took out the Human Skin scriptures. As expected, four runes had already lit up on them.

Fang Zheng was excited and giggled with happiness.

For the first time in his life, he collected four runes and immediately felt A Local Tyrant's generosity.

It was like before, when you only had ten yuan to go to an internet cafe all night, you couldn't even afford a bottle of water. When you were thirsty and hungry, you had to rely on the free tap water from the toilet to fill your stomach.

Now, not only did he have to go online, he also had the courage to ask for a bowl of kang shuai fu and a bottle of iced black tea for the beautiful young webmaster. There are two more tea eggs and a ham sausage in the instant noodles.

What's A Local Tyrant?

This was A Local Tyrant, a generous man.

You can order a bowl of kang shuai fu and a bottle of iced black tea on the internet.

From then on, he reached the peak of his life.

That's how Fang Zheng feels right now, feeling bloated, emmmm.

Fang Zheng rubbed his hands excitedly as he looked at the Human Skin scriptures and then at the grim rays of the Ghost head knife. But after thinking about it, he ran into the bathroom and spent half an hour sincerely cleaning his back. Only then did he pick up the letter with one hand and the mark with the other.

Boom!

A terrifying, eerie throb erupted from the blade.

At this moment, the ghost head knife actually had a ghost aura around it. The gray flame was fluttering and burning, as if waking up a dormant demon sword. Fang Zheng was so scared that he quickly let go.

Bang!

After the Ghost head knife fell to the ground, it was still burning. For a moment, there was a gust of wind in the room.

Ow!

A black whirlwind rushed out of the ghostly blade, forming a headless man with chains all over his body. The temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and the wind was gloomy and ghostly. The headless man was powerful and ferocious, as if he was about to tear Fang Zheng apart and try to escape.

But the thick chains on the headless man stretched all the way to the ghostly knife and bound him tightly.

Then a headless man appeared and roared, but because he had lost his head and only had a silent roar, he also wanted to burst out and tear Fang Zheng apart, but was bound by chains all over his body.

Next came the third, fourth, and fifth...

But soon, they all exploded with a bang, becoming a more flaming flame booster.

These are not ghosts, but Ghost head knife's killing is too heavy.

After all, it was a crippled Ghost head knife. The damage was already very serious and only nine kinds of resentment were revealed.

According to Butcher zhang, the Ghost head knife had cut 73 heads.

This greatly affected the reinforcement effect.

The ghostly flame was blazing for nine seconds, not much more. Just nine seconds later, the ghostly flame began to gradually extinguish, like the tide fading away, and finally revealed a knife.

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