85: Bronze figure

“This blade has seen blood, killed people! And to cultivate such a murderous aura, the number of people who died by this blade is definitely not small!”

Su Can couldn't help but be surprised. It seemed the seller's words were very likely true.

His ancestors very likely truly included Embroidered Uniform Guards!

And judging by the murderous aura accumulated on this blade, he might really have been an Embroidered Uniform Guard Commander!

“Interesting!”

Su Can chuckled, not looking at the painting first, but instead squatting down and picking up the xiuchun blade.

“Boss, the blade is rusted to such a state, I'm afraid it can't even be used, can it? Are you sure this is an xiuchun blade?”

The seller also showed a hint of embarrassment upon hearing this: “It is an xiuchun blade, passed down from my ancestors. However, this blade has gone through several twists and turns, the scabbard was damaged long ago, and it is indeed quite severely rusted!”

“How about it, are you interested? If you are interested, and if you buy my calligraphy and painting, I won't charge you for this blade, I'll give it to you for free!”

The seller was indeed a bit anxious because he truly needed money urgently.

“Haha, boss, you're joking. This blade is so rusted that if the rust were removed, it would probably be as thin as paper. If the rust isn't removed, who would believe it's an xiuchun blade?”

Su Can shook his head.

The seller immediately became anxious, patting his chest and guaranteeing: “Young master, I swear to heaven, this blade is absolutely my ancestral xiuchun blade. If there is a single false word, may I be struck by five bolts of thunder!”

“Alright, alright, no need for the poisonous oath. I'll take your calligraphy and painting. Give me the blade as well.”

Su Can shook his head, hating to hear anyone make poisonous oaths.

“Hong Lei, pay up!”

Su Can said without looking back, then stood up, holding the heavily rusted xiuchun blade.

The seller's face immediately lit up with joy upon hearing this, and he quickly held the scroll, looking at Hong Lei.

Hong Lei glanced at him, opened the briefcase, which was filled with stacks of banknotes, and also contained a dozen gold bars in a hidden compartment.

Hong Lei didn't mind showing his wealth; after all, following a Huajin Grandmaster, he wished someone would try to rob him.

Then he took out 200,000 yuan and handed it to the seller.

“200,000 yuan, count it. Once you've counted it, bring the painting over.” Hong Lei said, closing the briefcase.

The seller didn't say a word, his fingers quickly counting the money.

After a while, he stood up, happily saying: “The amount is correct, this painting is yours.”

Saying that, he handed the scroll to Su Can. After taking it, Su Can scanned it with his divine sense again, confirmed it hadn't been swapped, and then casually handed it to Hong Lei.

“Farewell, both of you!”

The seller watched Su Can and Hong Lei get off the boat with a happy expression, waving enthusiastically.

Su Can found it incredibly amusing, wondering if the other party would regret it so much their intestines would knot if they knew there was a painting within the painting they sold!

The boat continued to move, and Su Can and Hong Lei exchanged low-voiced conversations while observing the passing boats.

On each boat, apart from those haggling, people generally didn't speak much, only sizing each other up, looking at the items displayed by each stall owner.

“Eh?”

Suddenly, Su Can, who was chatting idly, had an unusual feeling.

He quickly looked up, spread his mental power further, and immediately locked onto a small boat about ten meters away.

On the small boat was an old man with a somewhat gloomy expression, even exuding a faint murderous aura.

In front of him were piles of strange and exotic items, some even covered in dirt, with a hint of dampness.

“A grave robber!”

Su Can instinctively guessed what the old man did, and this old man definitely had more than one human life on his hands.

What attracted Su Can's attention was a Bronze Statue in front of him.

The Bronze Statue looked green and rusty, even covered with corrosive pits, and showed no abnormalities on the surface.

But under Su Can's divine sense perception, he could always vaguely feel a subtle, restrained, and obscure energy fluctuation.

“Something's strange!”

Su Can raised an eyebrow and gave Hong Lei a look: “Go check out that small boat!”

“Alright!”

Hong Lei followed his gaze, then instructed the boatman to steer over.

The ten-meter distance was covered in a few moments.

As soon as the boat approached, the old man immediately noticed, looked up, and glanced towards Su Can's side.

A faint murderous aura lingered above the old man's head.

Su Can then noticed that one of the old man's eyes was blind.

However, he didn't care; anyone who came to this He City market was somewhat unusual.

They boarded the boat.

Su Can didn't speak, directly squatting in front of the old man's stall.

The items on the stall were quite varied: a damaged jade pendant, a dagger, and a short blade with a fancy scabbard.

Next to the short blade, there was also a metal block of unknown material and a dark, square wooden block.

Next to the wooden block was the oddly shaped Bronze Statue.

The Bronze Statue was slightly larger than a palm. In fact, calling it a human statue wasn't entirely accurate.

This Bronze Statue depicted a human body with a python head, covered in fierce scales, stepping on a dragon-shaped creature, and with large pythons wrapped around its hands, making it particularly bizarre.

Su Can picked it up; it felt cold to the touch, like bronze but not quite, and occasionally a subtle, obscure energy fluctuated within it.

“Elder, what is this item? It looks like bronze, ancient, but the weight is wrong; it's definitely not bronze!”

The old man looked up at Su Can and said indifferently: “I dug this thing out of a pile of dead bodies. Don't care if it's bronze or not, I won't sell it for less than 500,000 yuan!”

“Not just this Bronze Statue, all the items on this stall, except for that piece of wood and metal block which are 100,000 yuan, none of the others are less than 500,000 yuan!”

“If you want it, pay and take it. If not, put it down and get off the boat!”

“Huh? What's with your attitude? Do you still want to do business?”

The old man's attitude made Hong Lei very displeased, and he couldn't help but frown and say in a deep voice.

The old man remained unmoved, not even raising an eyelid, and said indifferently: “Also, if you want anything from my stall, you have to buy everything. I only sell in bulk, not individually!”

“Damn it, what new rule is this? I think you're deliberately not trying to do business, aren't you?!”

Hong Lei was already displeased with his attitude, and hearing what he said now, his expression immediately turned grim.

However, the old man had clearly seen the world, or perhaps he himself had strength and confidence, and was not intimidated at all.

With the same indifferent attitude, without even a slight fluctuation in his tone, he said indifferently: “I don't care what other people's rules are. When I sell things, these are always my rules!”

“Buy if you want to buy, if not, please move along, don't delay others from buying!”

“Damn it, you—!”

Hong Lei's temper immediately flared up upon hearing this, but before he could finish speaking, Su Can raised his hand to interrupt him.

“Alright, elder's temper suits me. Just for that spirit, I'll take all these items!”

“Hong Lei, pay up!”