The boss looked in the direction of Mo Xuan's finger, ran into the shop, took off the long sword from the wall, walked over with a smile, and said timidly.
"Sir, you are talking about this long sword."
Mo Xuan's eyes stayed on the lotus on the hilt of the silver-white long sword, he looked at it, his heart was full of love, and he nodded.
"What a dazzling carving technique, please make an offer!"
The boss tremblingly stretched out two fingers.
Mo Xuan smiled lightly and said.
"Twenty cents?"
The boss shook his head and hesitated.
"Two silver taels..."
Mo Xuan said with a look of astonishment.
"What...two silver taels, am I mistaken? You sold me a broken sword for two silver taels. Believe it or not, I will tear down your shabby shop."
Mo Xuan did not take a fancy to this silver-white long sword, but to the lotus carved on the hilt. The reason why he took a fancy to the lotus was because he loved lotus the most in his life.
Mo Xuan was willing to pay twenty coins for this broken sword, but he didn't expect that it would cost two silver coins. Wouldn't this mean that Mo Xuan would live on the streets in the future?
The boss explained quickly.
"This sword is no ordinary sword."
Mo Xuan glanced at the boss and asked with interest.
"Tell me what's unusual."
In Mo Xuan's opinion, this is just an ordinary long sword. The most special thing is the lotus gifted on the hilt. Otherwise, Mo Xuan would not bother to take a look at this broken sword.
The boss straightened his clothes, straightened his posture, and said happily.
"This sword was made by a famous forger here."
Mo Xuan smiled disdainfully and said.
"You dare to think that you are a foundry master after learning a little bit?"
"He is not an ordinary forger. Recently, there have been many people from the world, including rich and powerful people, looking for him as a forger..."
As the boss spoke, he made gestures with his hands, speaking in a convincing manner, as if he was the foundry master.
Mo Xuan felt a little tired after hearing this and took a nap.
"I'm sorry, boss. I'm a little sleepy, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, the boss walked away before he could speak.
The boss sighed helplessly and had to put the silver sword back to its original position.
…
Mingxuan saw that it was getting late and wanted to go down the mountain with the cow. However, the cow stared in one direction and remained motionless. No matter how Mingxuan pulled, kicked, or persuaded, the cow still refused to move a step.
The cow suddenly snorted, which frightened Mingxuan. Mingxuan was so angry that he slapped the cow's butt.
The cow didn't care about the slap and still stared into the distance.
I don't know what it is that can make cows so persistent. Out of curiosity, Mingxuan looked over there. Since it was getting late, he couldn't see what was on the lawn in the distance, so he had to walk quickly over there.
What came into view was a woman, lying bloody on the lawn. Mingxuan was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he collapsed on the ground. His expression was tense, he was sweating profusely, and his body was shaking unconsciously.
The cow walked up to Mingxuan, rubbed its head on Mingxuan's arm, and motioned for him to go check it out.
Mingxuan was a little scared and didn't dare to go forward to check, so he shook his head.
The cow nuzzled Mingxuan again, indicating to check it out.
Mingxuan glanced at the cow, and the cow also looked at Mingxuan. They looked at each other, and the fear in Mingxuan's heart suddenly disappeared. It seemed that the cow was there and he was not so scared anymore.
Mingxuan supported the ground with his hands, stood up slowly, swallowed a gulp of saliva, and walked towards the woman. He seemed to be a little timid in his heart. His eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, and he slowly approached the woman. When he came to the woman, he squatted down and used two fingers to He put it on the woman's pulse, and seemed to sense the heartbeat, and said excitedly.
"She's not dead, she still has a heartbeat."
The cow nudged Mingxuan again, signaling him to save the woman in front of him.
Mingxuan understood what the cow meant and nodded.
"Since she is not dead, I will naturally save her. It is not my style to refuse to save her."
Mingxuan did not help the woman onto the cow's back. After all, if there was blood on the cow's back, Mingxuan didn't know how to explain it to Xu Zherui's family. The most important thing was that he didn't want to explain too much.
Mingxuan picked up the woman on his back and took the cow to the foot of another mountain. This road was quite far back to the town.
…
Mo Xuan didn't go far when he stopped and stared at a carriage not far away. There was a cage on the carriage. Inside the cage was a little girl, covered in blood and scars, and her skirt was missing. Her body was intact, and the little girl looked young, maybe seven or eight years old.
Mo Xuan felt some inexplicable pain in his heart and murmured to himself.
"What kind of crime did he commit to be beaten like this?"
Four tall and burly men jumped out of the carriage, each with a corner, lifted the cage from the carriage, and walked towards the martial arts field. Behind them was a man in a blood-red cloak. Lin Xuyan also followed behind, with an extremely empty look on his face. smile.
In an instant, it was surrounded by people.
Mo Xuan could no longer see the situation on the stage, so he had to walk over, squeezed through the crowd, and reached the innermost area, where he could clearly see the situation on the stage.
Mo Xuan was a little curious and asked the young man beside him.
"Can I ask, what are you doing?"
The young man glanced at Mo Xuan, touched his cheek, and said thoughtfully.
"You don't even know this, you're not a local!"
Mo Xuan smiled and nodded, saying.
"I just arrived here today. Brother Tao, why don't you talk to me."
After scanning Mo Xuan's body, the young man looked around and stretched out his hand, seemingly wanting some copper coins.
Mo Xuan understood, smiled, took out five cents from his pocket, and said with a distressed look on his face.
"This is all my belongings. I've given them to you. Don't hide anything."
"You can rest assured, there is absolutely nothing to hide."
The young man smiled and took the five cents, put it into his pocket and whispered.
"This was originally a competition ground for competitions and trials. Because of their arrival a few years ago, it became a sales ground..."
When Mo Xuan heard this, he looked confused and asked.
"What do you mean by a sales floor? I didn't see anything for sale!"
The young man smiled bitterly, his eyes moved to the little girl in the cage, and he said meaningfully.
"The little girl in the cage is an object. Every night there will be a scarred little girl here for sale. If someone likes it, they can go on stage to compete with their people. You can challenge once for fifteen coins. If you win Then you can take the little girl away, but if you lose, you will lose both your life and wealth."
Mo Xuan also moved his eyes to the little girl. From her eyes, no light could be seen, as if the world in her eyes had turned gray and lost all color.
Mo Xuan said angrily.
"Isn't there anyone who cares about this kind of thing?"
"Whatever..." The young man laughed inadvertently, and everyone around him looked over. Even the man in a blood-red cloak standing on the stage moved his eyes to the young man.
"I wonder who you are making fun of, sir?"
The young man hurriedly retracted his laughter and apologized quickly.
"I'm sorry. I just learned that my sow gave birth and I couldn't help it. I'm really sorry."
A skinny man joked.
"Looking at you smiling so happily, it must be your seed!"
There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and the young man was a little ashamed and did not dare to refute anything.
Seeing that the young man was so weak, everyone didn't even dare to refute. They also lost interest and stopped looking at the young man. Their eyes returned to the martial arts field.
The young man smiled awkwardly.
Mo Xuan patted the young man's shoulder and comforted him.
"Ignore these men and continue talking to me."
The young man nodded and continued.
"These children who were caught and sold by them are basically orphans or beggars. They are helpless in this world, and no one will offend them for irrelevant people. Those who can't stand it will only feel pity. No one dares to attack them even though they have no intention of condemning them."
Mo Xuan asked thoughtfully.
"It shouldn't be! Is it possible that no one in this town is his opponent?"
An old Taoist stood with his hands behind his hands. Hearing the conversation between Mo Xuan and the young man, he smiled slightly and said.
"Killing him is not difficult. What is difficult is his identity."
Mo Xuan turned to look at the old Taoist behind him and asked doubtfully.
"What is his identity?"
The old Taoist said without thinking.
"Benefiting the country, the Ninth Prince, benefiting the people, who dares to touch him with his status?"
"Li Guo..." Mo Xuan said in confusion: "Aren't Li Guo and Shenying Dynasty always at odds? Why did the ninth prince of Li Guo come here?"
The old Taoist said meaningfully.
"The abandoned lambs will naturally be sent to the wolves. Otherwise, how would they have any reason to annihilate the wolves in one fell swoop?"
Mo Xuan said thoughtfully.
"I see. No wonder there have been frequent wars in recent years. It turns out that he has been stirring up trouble."
The old Taoist touched his beard as white as snow, shook his head and said.
"They are provoking trouble, not as a provocation, but as a test to see if the Shenying Dynasty will break up. If they break up, the two countries will definitely go to war, and the people who will suffer will definitely be civilians. Obviously, it is easy to see that the Shenying Dynasty has a very high tolerance. .”
The young man listened with interest, but did not understand the meaning of the old Taoist's last sentence, so he asked.
"Why is it said that the Shadow Dynasty is extremely tolerant?"
The old Taoist also explained.
"The lord of Muyang City, a peak swordsman in the Fourteenth Realm, was beheaded by someone who benefited the country. This incident shocked the world, but the Shenying Dynasty did not dare to avenge it, and even concealed the incident. Tell me...whether the Shenying Dynasty is very tolerant."
The young man said indignantly.
"This is too cowardly! He is still the leader of a country."
The old Taoist sighed and said.
"It's not that the Shenying Dynasty is too cowardly, but the five-year agreement is approaching, and we can't break up now. After all, if we break up, and the two forces attack the Shenying Dynasty at the same time, the Shenying Dynasty will not be able to resist it, and it will suffer by then. It must be us civilians, and we will also be the first country to disappear from this vast world."
Mo Xuan seemed to understand the reasoning, and said with profound meaning.
"When will the vast world be at peace?"
The old Taoist's expression froze, but soon returned to its original state, with a kind smile on his face and said.
"You long for...world peace?"
"Since..." Mo Xuan immediately stopped talking and said with a smile: "Who doesn't long for world peace."
The old Taoist observed very carefully and saw the uncertainty in his eyes.
"I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave."
"See you soon!"
Mo Xuan said goodbye to the old Taoist.
The old Taoist walked through the crowd and left.
A beautiful woman jumped onto the stage and threw out a bag of copper coins.
Lin Xuyan took the money bag, opened it and looked at it. With a smile on his face, he turned to look at the man in the blood red cloak beside him.
The man in the blood red cloak took a step forward, bowed and said.
"excuse me."
After saying that, he pulled out the sword from his waist and stepped out as fast as lightning.
The woman's expression was indifferent, and her eyes were full of contempt. She didn't seem to take the man in the blood-red cloak seriously. She sneered, drew her sword, and fought with the man in the blood-red cloak.
Everyone in the audience immediately cheered, and some even started betting.
A man wearing a mask cleared his throat and said.
"Everyone..."
The eyes of the onlookers moved to the masked man one after another, some with good intentions and some with unkind looks. After all, it was a taboo to disturb them from watching the competition.
The masked man ignored everyone's gazes and said happily.
"Everyone, it's so boring to watch like this. Why don't you let go and take a gamble? I'll crowdfund..."
A fat middle-aged man held up his fat belly and said with a simple smile.
"I bet five cents that Boss Lin's side will win."
A tall and thin woman looked at the only five cents in her hand. After looking at the situation in the stands, the woman was a little hesitant. If she made the right bet, it would be fine. If she made the wrong bet, she would be disappointed. After losing all my money and thinking about it for a long time, I finally decided to take a gamble.
"I bet five cents on Boss Lin to win."
"It seems that this little girl's swordsmanship is more advanced. I'll bet five cents on her. I hope she won't regret it."
someone retorted.
"This girl has tender skin and tender flesh. She doesn't have any actual combat experience at first glance. She will definitely lose later. I'd rather be on the safe side with Boss Olin."
An old man had a bad temper.
"You know what the heck! Can age determine qualifications or talent? At first glance, the little girl is indeed better. I never play betting, but today I am lucky enough to bet on the little girl for five cents."
The man was annoyed and retorted.
"Old man, if half of your body is about to be buried, don't join in the fun. Why don't you increase your money and give your son a wife?"
The old man ignored him.
Subsequently, many people chose to take a gamble, and some people just wanted to watch the excitement and did not participate in the bet. The bets were obviously skewed, accounting for 2 to 18, with women accounting for 2 and the blood-red cloak accounting for 18.
The masked man took the bets from everyone, put them in his pocket, straightened his clothes, and stood aside silently.
The competition came to a fierce stage, and the woman slowly began to feel a little powerless. She was defeated step by step, and even her swordsmanship became chaotic and seemed to have disrupted her rhythm. The man in the blood-red cloak seemed to have hidden his strength from the beginning, maybe he just wanted to compete with her. The woman in front of her played for a while longer, and the gap in strength between the two became wider and wider. The woman had no power to fight back and had to defend.
The man in the blood red cloak seized the opportunity and struck out with a palm.
The woman had no room to dodge, so she was forced to be palm to palm with him. The woman was knocked away, a wave of heat melted in her heart, and a mouthful of blood spat out from her mouth. Looking at the man in the blood red cloak, he didn't even move a step. It's like a Mount Tai remains intact.
The woman clutched her chest and walked toward the audience.
The eighteen people escorting the man in the blood-red cloak cheered and danced. The two escorting the woman sighed, with no loss or distress on their faces. After all, five cents was not much to them.
The obese middle-aged man looked at where the masked man was, with a bright smile on his face. He was a little surprised to find that the masked man had disappeared. He looked around, but couldn't find the masked man. Everyone seemed to be confused. I understand I was lied to.
"Damn... I was cheated."
"Damn it...it's so heartless to cheat someone out of such hard-earned money."
"If he had a conscience, would he still cheat?"
"I am unlucky this time. I admit it. If I meet that bastard next time, I will make sure that he cannot live or die."
The old man smiled with a mocking look on his face.
"As long as he doesn't wear a mask, even if he passes by you, will you know it's him?"
The man was successfully offended by the old man's words, and said with anger.
"Old guy, you are still here, do you want to do anything? Believe it or not, I will operate on you today to vent the anger in my heart."
The old man smiled contemptuously, his tone no longer kind, and said.
"You... can still give it a try!"
The man rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward and beat the ignorant old man. Fortunately, the person next to him stopped him and tried to persuade him.
"Half of his body has already stepped into the loess, and you still feel sorry for him. What are you doing!"
Someone stood up and echoed.
"You have to think about it, if you beat him to death or injured him, you would have to pay a lot of money, which is not worth it at all."
The man thought about it over and over again, and after thinking about the serious consequences of injuring or killing him, he put his hand away.
Seeing that she had been deceived, the woman was heartbroken and cried with tears in her eyes. Then she walked through the crowd and left silently.
The masked man stopped in front of the woman. The woman lowered her head, not looking at the road, and accidentally ran into the masked man's arms.
The woman quickly took a few steps back and apologized nervously.
"Sorry...I didn't mean to."
"No problem!"
The masked man calmly took out ten cents from his pocket and put it into the woman's hand, feeling deeply ashamed.
"Sorry, I had no choice but to do this kind of thing. I hope you can forgive me."
After saying that, the masked man turned and left.
The woman looked at the ten cents in her hand and felt a little at a loss. She looked up at the masked man's retreating back. An inexplicable feeling emerged in her heart. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and left with a smile.
