The black market looks dilapidated from the outside.

It was quite lively inside.

Swords, guns, swords and halberds, martial arts secrets, panaceas, everything.

There are not many warriors who just come here to hang out and purchase.

Seeing Lu Lin come in, many vendors turned their eyes.

"Brother, come and take a look. I have excellent swords here. They are made of fine steel and can be used to blow hair or break hair."

"Brother, I have armor-piercing arrows, heart-piercing arrows, streamer arrows, and double-jet arrows. Come and have a look. I'll give you a cheaper price if the quantity is large."

"Brother, I have some good stuff from the Lower Nine Gates. Come over and see if you need anything."

Lu Lin had no need for swords and weapons.

He had found a steel knife in the Leopard Cave before, and it was enough for hunting when he went up the mountain, and it was enough for self-defense when he came down the mountain.

I am actually interested in the arrow seller.

Lu Lin came closer.

There are more than a dozen types of arrows on the stall.

He had already seen armor-piercing arrows, and they were extremely effective.

Three hundred copper coins each.

Lu Lin took ten of them in one breath.

The penetrating power of the heart-piercing arrow is extremely strong.

According to the stall owner, the wild boar skin in the mountains cannot even hold an arrow.

The arrow tip is thin and long, and the arrow shaft is made of fine steel.

Four hundred and fifty copper coins each.

Lu Lin thought of agreeing to Lu Dayong's mission, so he took ten of them in one go.

Streamer arrows are fast, have short shafts, and sharp arrows.

The price is only two hundred and three copper coins.

Take ten.

Looking at the Zimu arrow again, about three seconds after being shot into the air, more than ten fine needles will scatter.

Although the attack power is not strong, it covers a wide range, but the price is a bit expensive.

Each one costs six hundred copper coins.

Lu Lin didn't dare to take more and only bought three.

Lu Lin spent nearly twelve taels on just some arrows, and the store also wanted to sell other arrows, ones with barbs and gunpowder.

Lu Lin was cash-strapped and refused again and again.

Keep moving forward.

After a few steps, he was stopped by a yellow-faced man.

"Brother, do you want to buy a bow? My family's ancestral iron bow."

The man looked troubled, and when he looked at Lu Lin, his eyes were full of hope.

Lu Lin had never seen an iron tire bow before, so he didn't know how effective it would be.

"Brother, my ancestors had a general who was a third-grade warrior, but our descendants did not live up to his expectations."

"Now my parents are seriously ill and urgently need money for treatment, so I have to sell the iron bow at a low price."

Upon hearing this, Lu Lin subconsciously took half a step back.

This is a classic scam.

An ancestral sword.

Parents are seriously ill.

Children and grandchildren are incompetent.

Selling the sword cheaply.