Kaifeng Station is not very big, but as a transfer station, Kaifeng Station is relatively comprehensive. It has restaurants, banks and many shops. There is also a wide square in the east, where caravans stop. In the place where the car was parked, many people from the caravan would hold up signs and shout to customers, and adventurers in fursuits would talk to them from time to time, so it seemed that although there were not too many people, it was still lively.
"It's getting too late today. Let's rest for a day at the inn. I'll go buy some supplies. Xiaoliu, you go to the square and see if you can find some adventurer customers. We still have two passenger compartments behind us, so we can't waste them. "Uncle Mo stood on the street and said casually to a man in black next to him.
"Okay, Uncle Mo." The man in black nodded, turned and left.
Uncle Mo hummed and walked toward the shop with his hands behind his back. However, just as he took a step forward, he saw Mo Bulang walking over, followed by Yun Mo who was wearing a green shirt.
"Uncle Mo, this is Yun Mo, he's awake." Mo Bulang walked to Uncle Mo and said with a smile.
"I've met Uncle Mo. Thank you for your caravan's rescue. Otherwise, I might have died by the river." Yun Mo said respectfully, cupping his fists and saluting Uncle Mo.
"Well, there's no need to thank him. It's because Bulang has a kind heart. If you want to really thank him, just remember that this is Bulang's kindness." Uncle Mo glanced at Yun Mo briefly and said in a calm tone.
"Hey, Uncle Mo, where are you going?" Mo Bulang asked.
"I'm going to prepare some supplies. The caravan has been traveling for so long and there aren't many supplies left. You don't have to think about coming with me. If you want to stroll around the inn, you can, but you must come back before dark." Uncle Mo finished. , looked at Yun Mo again, then turned and left.
Feeling Uncle Mo's gaze, Yun Mo's heart moved and his expression changed, but all this was not noticed by Mo Bulang beside him.
After hearing that he could go out to play, Mo Bulang wanted to invite Yun Mo to go for a walk, but Yun Mo refused. Seeing that Yun Mo really had no intention of wandering around, Mo Bulang stopped forcing him and called a caravan guard alone. The two of them headed towards the inn and soon disappeared among the crowd.
After seeing Mo Bulang leave, Yun Mo checked the direction and quickly blended into the crowd. Not long after, in front of a shop, Yun Mo saw Uncle Mo, who had been waiting for a long time.
"You are a smart person, and I like talking to smart people, because it makes communication effortless." Uncle Mo looked at Yun Mo who was coming over, with a strange look in his eyes, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his tone, but I don't know if it's an expression of admiration or ridicule.
"Uncle Mo has an appointment, why don't I come? I just don't know why Uncle Mo invited me to this place?" Yun Mo smiled faintly after hearing this and asked.
"Originally, if you didn't understand what I meant and didn't choose to come, I wouldn't bother to say anything more to you and would directly expel you to the caravan. But now that you have chosen to come, I will tell you straight away, you leave. Caravan, we have done our best by sending you to the inn. As for saying no to Lang, I will personally explain it to him." Uncle Mo said in a calm tone. Although there was no threat in it, Yun Mo said Knowing that if he refused, Uncle Mo would not be so easy to talk to.
"Does Uncle Mo have any concerns about me?" Yun Mo did not immediately agree to the former's request. To be honest, now he really wants to continue following the caravan to Chihuang City. First, he was rescued by this caravan. , it can be seen that this caravan is not the kind of black-hearted caravan that does the kind of killing and stealing. Secondly, he has a good impression of the young man Mo Bulang. If he had not insisted on saving him, he would have fallen into a coma by the river instead of falling into the river again. Drowning may also be caused by other sinister people. Mo Bulang told him that there were many bandits running around in the mountains not far from the river.
Therefore, Yun Mo had the idea of repaying his kindness in his heart. His original plan was to leave after arriving in Chihuang City, and before leaving, he would give him the skills he obtained from the jade pendant.
His ancestors left him a skill called "Qingyan Sword Art". It is a Xuan-level skill. Yun Mo briefly looked through it. It is very powerful. After practicing to a great extent, he can condense it into Ninety-nine and eighty-one Qingyan Qi Swords can kill demons and destroy them in just a blink of an eye! It is a rare swordsmanship technique.
"Although I don't know your specific origin, I know that you are from Mu Zhen Country. Do you know that the people from Yanshui Country hate the most from Mu Zhen Country? Secondly, when Bu Lang saved you, I was on your wound. I found the aura of a Huayuan Realm monk, which means you were injured by a Huayuan Realm monk. Therefore, even though you are not a treacherous and evil person, I cannot keep you in the caravan."
Uncle Mo said firmly.
When Yun Mo heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart. He did not expect that Uncle Mo would know that he was from Mu Zhen Country, and he understood Uncle Mo's concerns in his heart, because Yan Shui Country and Mu Zhen Country were hostile countries, and wars had broken out between the two sides many times. It even seemed that his father died in the war between Mu Zhen Kingdom and Yan Shui Kingdom.
Therefore, the people of the Yanshui Kingdom are hostile to the people of the Mu Zhen Kingdom, not to mention that there is an enemy of the Huayuan Realm behind Yun Mo. Uncle Mo can be considered very tolerant if he can resist taking him down.
Now that he knew that he could not stay in the caravan, Yun Mo did not continue to beg, trying to persuade Uncle Mo to let him stay in the caravan. He directly took out the "Qing Yan Sword Jue" he had prepared from his arms and handed it to Uncle Mo's hand.
"This is a skill I got by chance in my early years. There is absolutely no problem with its origin. I just asked Uncle Mo to hand it over to Bu Lang. This can be regarded as my gratitude for saving my life."
"Well, I'll give it to him." Uncle Mo didn't even glance at the technique, and directly put it into his arms. There was a hint of ridicule in his expression, as if he felt that Yun Mo had a small Qi-entraining realm. What good techniques can I use?
Yun Mo naturally saw Uncle Mo's disdain for him. He smiled slightly and did not explain that this technique was a Xuanjie technique. After the former put away the technique, he turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the crowd. among.
Just after Yun Mo left, Uncle Mo sneered disdainfully, took out the skill that Yun Mo gave him, raised his hand and wanted to throw it away casually on the roadside, but after thinking about it, he took back his hand, and then opened the skill. Law.
He really wanted to see what skills Yun Mo would give him. Although he knew what good techniques a Qi-entraining monk could have in his hands? Dingtian is a yellow-level skill. However, if it is a yellow-level skill, it is not bad. At least it can cultivate a lot of low-level monks for the Mo family.
"Xuanjie's high-grade skill "Qingyan Sword Art"..."
Uncle Mo just glanced at the first few words of the exercise and his expression changed drastically. He quickly put away the exercise and his expression became gloomy. He seemed to have missed a major opportunity...
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After Yun Mo left, he walked to the square. As soon as he came over, a man with a handsome face in civilian clothes came over and said, "Do you want to go to Chihuang City? Come to the Blue Bird Caravan. It only takes five days." Ten gold coins, if there are no gold coins, a low-grade spiritual stone will do."
Yun Mo was immediately stunned, thinking to himself that this person was telling a joke? The fare actually costs fifty gold coins? He knew that it was only seven days' journey from Chihuang City, and this seven-day journey actually cost fifty gold coins! Could this be the black-hearted caravan that Mo Bulang mentioned?
"Brother, I don't have much education, don't lie to me, fifty gold coins, are you trying to steal money?" Yun Mo felt in his heart that this person was just trying to kill him, so he said in a sarcastic tone.
The handsome man was stunned for a moment after hearing Yun Mo's words. He thought to himself, could it be that he met a stupid young man? There are still people questioning the travel expenses to Chihuang City these days?
"Friend, is this your first time coming to Kaifeng Inn?" the handsome man asked in an uncertain tone.
"What's wrong? It's my first time to come to the inn. Do you mean that newcomers who come here for the first time deserve to be slaughtered by you black-hearted caravans?"
Yun Mo was already sure in his heart that he had encountered a black-hearted caravan.
