The backyard of the Weapon House is not spacious and even a little crowded. The corners of the garden are filled with a lot of broken copper and iron, mostly abandoned weapons. These are weapons that the Weapon House recycled at low prices and sent back to the blacksmith shop to rebuild, and can cast new weapons and make a lot of profits from them.

Manager Han searched for the messy abandoned weapons for most of the day and finally said, "Fifth Young Master, here. I can't carry it. Come and take a look!"

"I can't carry a stick?" Han Mo was a little curious and walked forward quickly. He saw a rusty copper stick leaning against the mottled wall in the corner of the wall. It looked like that, I hadn't moved for many years. The end of the copper stick against the wall actually fell into the wall, forming a small stone cave.

Han Mo stretched out his hand and couldn't pull it. He felt strange, but more of a surprise. In this attempt, he already felt the weight of this copper stick. Such a stick was exactly the kind he was looking for.

He used 50% of his strength to lift the copper stick out. The copper stick looked ordinary, with rusty marks on it. One person was long, but the weight was really not light. Han Mo initially estimated that it was at least 200 pounds, which was really unexpected. He understood even more in his heart that this copper stick was probably not made of ordinary bronze.

"Fifth Young Master, are you still worthy?" Manager Han asked with a smile, and found sandpaper from the side, saying, "As time goes by, the wind and rain are blowing, the surface is rusted a little. But this is a good treasure." He stepped forward and wiped the rust on the copper stick with sandpaper. While wiping, the rust on the copper stick was easily wiped off, and the true face of the copper stick was immediately revealed.

After wiping the copper stick, it turned out to be extremely new, with a slightly dark red light on the stick. That's because the stick of the copper stick has countless red marks, just like the meridians attached to the copper stick, which is extremely strange.

Han Mo became more and more curious as he looked at it, and asked, "Uncle Han, is this... this stick really a copper stick?"

"It's undoubtedly a copper stick." Manager Han smiled and said, "But it is not made of bronze and white copper, but of rare blood copper."

"Blood Copper?"

"Yes, blood copper is a type of copper, but it is stronger and heavier than bronze and white copper, and the minerals are very rare, which is hard to come by." Manager Han sighed and shook his head, "If it were made into weapons such as swords, guns, axes, and halberds, it would have been sold for a lot of money long ago, but it was made into sticks. Those customers with identities were disdainful to buy them, while those poor could not afford them. In the end, they were stuck in their hands and left here by me. Fortunately, they could not be sold, otherwise the fifth young master would not have obtained them."

Han Mo looked at the blood copper stick in his hand, and liked it the more he looked at it, and said, "Uncle Han, where did this stick come from? This is really a treasure."

Manager Han laughed and said, "Fifth Master, I dare not deceive you. This stick...hehe, I got it from a beggar."

"Beggar?" Han Mo was stunned.

"It was about four or five years ago, one night, when I was about to close the door, I saw a beggar lying in front of the store." Manager Han recalled: "I also felt compassion at that time, and carried him back to the store and asked someone to prepare food. The beggar was obviously hungry and was more energetic after eating. When he left, he threw the copper stick down as a meal. I refused to accept it, but he said that he had never owed others a favor in his life. If I didn't accept it, he would hit him to death."

"A person with backbone is afraid that he is not a beggar, but a victim." Han Mo said with his chin: "He has such a rare stick, and he is no longer an ordinary person."

Manager Han said: "What the fifth young master said is, I think that although that man is in his fifties, he is extremely strong and has a strong aura."

"What happened later?" Han Mo asked.

"When I saw the beggar insisting on doing this, I took the copper stick and then took three taels of silver for him." Manager Han sighed and said, "The beggar did not refuse, but it was very strange at the time. He held the silver and said with a smile: 'The Yin-Yang stick in the past, three taels of silver today, interesting, interesting!' He said something strange, and I still remember it today."

"Yinyang Stick!" Han Mo held the blood copper stick tightly and murmured: "It turns out it is called Yinyang Stick."

"By the way." Manager Han slapped his head and said, "I almost forgot that when the beggar left, he threw down a book. I remember it was used by practicing sticks. I am a businessman, so I put it away at that time and didn't know where it was placed. Fifth Master, wait a moment, I'll go and search!" He turned around and trotted.

Han Mo was really excited when he held the blood copper Yin-Yang stick in his hand. He danced a few times according to his posture, and he was really powerful and could not say that he was powerful. Fortunately, he was very strong. If he was an ordinary person, the Yin-Yang stick would definitely not be able to dance.

He danced so hard that he caught a glimpse of a large mulberry tree half-held and thin, and waved the Yin-Yang stick without hesitation, and hit the trunk of the mulberry tree with a "bang".

Just as I heard the "crying" sound, the big mulberry tree was suddenly interrupted by the Yin-Yang stick, and the entire big trunk slowly fell, and it was about to smash it into the house.

"No!" Han Mo shouted inwardly. The big mulberry tree weighed a lot. If it hit the roof, the room would definitely be crushed. Without thinking too much, he threw down the Yin-Yang stick and rushed forward to support the big mulberry tree. He used all his strength to hold the big mulberry tree, preventing the mulberry tree from falling. He then gritted his teeth and held it and pushed it to the other side.

On the other side, there were not many people in the backyard. The big mulberry tree slowly fell down and collapsed half of the wall.

Han Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead. He could not have imagined that his strength could have such an effect with the Yin-Yang stick. It seems that if this Yin-Yang stick hits a person's body, it will be seriously injured even if it does not die.

"The Fifth Young Master is really strong!" The voice of Manager Han came. Not only did he not get angry or blame the tree falling down the wall, but he was full of admiration: "There are not many people in the entire Donghai County with such divine power."

Han Mo smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle Han, I'm so sorry, look..."

Manager Han immediately waved his hand and said, "Fifth Master, don't say that. If you turn around, I'll ask someone to drag the big tree out and build a wall. It's no big deal. But the fifth Master's so powerful has opened my eyes. It's such a lucky thing. Haha, we have a person like the fifth Master in the Han family, so why worry about not being revitalized?"

Han Mo laughed and said, "Uncle Han has won the award." Seeing that the shopkeeper Han was holding a dilapidated booklet in his hand, he said strangely: "Uncle Han, is that the beggar left behind?"

Manager Han was a little embarrassed and walked up to Han Mo, saying, "Fifth Young Master, I'm so sorry. I threw this book in the room. I haven't moved for several years. I've been bitten by insects, only half of it."

Han Mo looked carefully and found that the cover was still there, with the book "Eight Sticks" written on it. The booklet was yellow, and the last dozen pages were bitten by insects and were broken. The handwriting and pictures on it were incomplete. Even the last few pages were completely damaged. The first twenty pages were still complete, but they were very yellow and old, obviously for many years.

He opened the first page and saw a line of small words written on it: "The stick technician must consider the distance between the stick and the enemy's weapons, calculate the time delay, clarify the changes of the life and death stick, the avoidance of the life and death gate, the advance and retreat of the old and young sticks, the control of the force point, return the inside and outside of the force point, the stick is in skill and the second is in force, and the strength is in skill but not in skill, and only when the strength is in skill can we learn the best stick method!"

These few short lines of words are exactly what Han Mo thought.

The real stick method is about skills. If you only use brute force as a stick, it is a stick method.

He flipped through a few pages and saw that it mainly focused on stick techniques, most of which were never mentioned by the martial artists. There were many strange things that could not be described in Han Mo's eyes. He understood in his heart that this book of book that was about to be abandoned was really a treasure of stick techniques.

I never expected that Yin-Yang Stick and "Eight Sticks" would have fallen to the point of being like today. If it weren't for the appearance of themselves, these two things would have never been able to make a name for themselves.

"Uncle Han, I have asked both of these things, how much money do I want?" Han Mo asked with a smile.

Manager Han waved his hand and said, "If I collect the fifth master's money and pass it out, I'm shameless? This is not a rare thing. If you put it here, it's no different from waste. It's rare that the fifth master values ​​it. It's my honor. These two things are given to the fifth master. I hope the fifth master will accept it with a smile!"

Han Mo laughed and said, "Uncle Han, I have received your wishes. You are a businessman, and I can't let you lose money." He took out all his own silver, stuffed it into the hands of the shopkeeper Han, and said, "Uncle Han, Xiao Wu's money is not much, just that much, you can suffer a little loss, haha!"

Seeing that Han Mo insisted, the shopkeeper Han took it and thanked him repeatedly, but he didn't know that if these two things were seen by people who knew, tens of thousands of taels of silver would be worth it.

Han Mo got two treasures and was very excited. When he went out, he saw Han Qing greeting him and said, "Fifth Master, there is something fun over there. Let's go and have a look, please make sure you like it!"

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