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Another important reason is that she is afraid of being recognized in the shops with strong business. Although she said that she came to Beijing for the first time, after tomorrow's tour, she will become known to all. This is also the reason why she chose the time-honored brand.

The boss is an old man with white eyebrows, wearing patchy linen clothes, lying on the table, snoring and sleeping.

Ink string on the palm of the table hard, at the same time lower voice, make his voice sound more like a man.

"Shopkeeper, business is coming."

The old man stood up at a speed that didn't match his age. He looked at the door and asked, "business, where's the business?"

"Cough." Ink string month helplessly looking at the back of the shopkeeper, at the same time rolled a white eye, "shopkeeper, business here."

At this time, the old man realized that the guest was behind him. He turned around and asked, "what do you need, young master?"

Mo Xianyue looked at the weapons around her and said, "I need some concealed weapons."

"Yes, sir, you are looking for the right place. I have all the powerful concealed weapons in the city." The old man was boasting and lying on the ground. He didn't know what he was looking for.

Mo Xianyue directly ignores the first half of his words. This is the habit of all industries. No matter what you sell or buy, those shopkeepers will say so. But Mo Xianyue didn't say anything. After all, she just came to buy things, not to find fault.

"I don't know where the hidden weapon that the shopkeeper said is?" Mo Xianyue has been looking for a long time, but has not found anything similar to a concealed weapon.

"Here it is." Ink string month in front of a sack suddenly appeared, a large dust followed, she quickly took a fan to cover.

"Is this a hidden weapon?" Ink string month pinches nose to ask a way.

The old man said that the powerful concealed weapon was actually in a linen bag, which really overturned the expensive image of the concealed weapon in Mo Xianyue's heart.

In the outside world, better concealed weapons are sold at a sky high price, and some low-grade concealed weapons are not cheap. The hidden weapons of Mohism castle are hard to obtain, which is one of the main sources of income of Mohism. However, these concealed weapons are secretly sold to the market. No one in the whole Tianyue Dynasty knows that there is Mohism castle in the world except Mohist people.

"Ah, young master, what you see now is only the surface. The things inside are good goods." The old man said as he opened the bag.

Various shapes of copper and iron flow out along the mouth of the bag. Mo Xianyue picks up one of the "flying knives" which can be regarded as a concealed weapon. After a rough look, several big gaps seem to be grinning at Mo Xianyue.

Ink string month rolled a white eye, "shopkeeper, is this what you say powerful concealed weapon?"? I'm superficial. I can't see where the hidden weapon of the shopkeeper is so powerful. "

"It's just one of them. My guest, don't just see one side and make a hasty conclusion. You can see if it's OK. It's a pear blossom needle." The old man dug out several long and thin needles from a pile of "hidden weapons".

Mo Xianyue took those torrential rain pear flower needles carefully. She really didn't know what to say. She was afraid that she would hurt the shopkeeper's heart as soon as she opened her mouth

This NIMA's is the embroidery needle. The needle is blunt and rusty. How can I use it, shopkeeper.

"Well, shopkeeper, do you have anything better?" Mo Xianyue asked weakly.

The old man was stunned when he heard Mo Xianyue's words. He seemed to think that she would buy it, "this is not good? Well, I'll look again. " Finish saying, turn that pile of rotten iron to ring again.

Mo Xianyue looks at all this speechlessly. It seems that her choice is wrong. If she had known to go to those bigger weapons stores, this would not have happened.

Suddenly, Mo Xianyue sees the old man throwing a strange dagger from the bag, and then continues to search for hidden weapons.

Ink string month picked up the dagger to see, this dagger is really very strange, no dagger set, handle long, dagger body short.

Most daggers have short handle and long body, but this one is just the opposite.

This dagger is not unexpected. It is dull and rusty. As for why Mo Xianyue picked it up, it is because there is a small ink character on the handle of the dagger.

Mohist dagger?

It looks strange, so Mo Xianyue plans to buy it.

"Shopkeeper, how much silver is this dagger?" Mo Xianyue shakes in front of the shopkeeper with a dagger.

When the old man heard that Mo Xianyue wanted to buy something, his turbid eyes were shining with a trace of light, "fifteen taels of silver, oh no! Ten Liang, ten Liang. "

"Ten Liang silver, I don't think two liang is worth it."

Since we are sure to buy it, we should strive for the best interests.

"My guest, I'm joking. You can see that it's a dagger made of fine iron. It's also the treasure of our shop. The minimum is five Liang silver." The old man said flatteringly.

That's ridiculous. A rusty and rotten dagger is said to be the treasure of the town shop. Is it that you've lost your sight? But the answer is obviously not.Governor!

Mo Xianyue thrust the dagger on the table and said, "the treasure of Zhendian, right?"

"Yes, yes!" The old man replied quickly.

"Two liang silver, do you want to sell it or not? If you don't sell it, go ahead and bring it to the shop."

Ink string month is not unable to afford money, just don't want to spend money wrongly, this understand is a pit, is she still happy to jump?

The old man cried, "my guest, you see the shop is like this, can you add..." Before he finished, Mo Xianyue turned around and left.

There's no need to write with the insincere!

The old man took Mo Xianyue's hand and said, "my guest, the small one is old on the top and small on the bottom. You..."

"Stop!" Mo Xianyue turns around and shakes off the old man's hand.

"Two liang of silver or not?" Mo Xianyue asked bluntly. If it wasn't for the dagger that might belong to Mohism, she would not bother to slobber here. Now she continues to arm herself with some Mohist mechanisms and concealed weapons, so she will bear to think.

"Sell, sell, my guest, take it." The old man picked up the dagger and thrust it into her hand in a hurry.

Mo Xianyue doesn't have ink either. She takes out two liang silver and throws it to the old man. She turns around and walks out of the door. At the moment when she turns around, she suddenly hears the old man saying to herself, "there's still three Liang silver left. You can take the child to see a doctor."

Mo Xianyue was blindfolded in an instant. She had never been a softhearted person. However, the old man's words touched the deepest part of her heart. When she was five years old, she watched her mother die, while her father was still carrying out the so-called secret plan. When she knew her mother died, she didn't look at it.

She hated her father. She wanted to ask him, isn't her family as important as that plan?

In the end, she didn't ask, so her secret was hidden in the bottom of her heart, in a place she couldn't find. After that, she thought that nothing had happened, until today, until that moment, all her memories were turned up.

She reluctantly felt sad, turned around and said: "shopkeeper, I have a list here. As long as you help me buy and make it according to the list, I won't treat you badly. Here's the deposit. I'll pick up the goods in a few days." With that, she took out a list full of all kinds of organ accessories and a bag of silver and threw it on the table. Before the old man could react, she had already run out. Her tears were already swirling in her eyes and were about to flow out.

The old man took the bag of silver, looked at the shadow of Mo Xianyue, and sighed, "it's also a child who doesn't feel love."

Mo Xianyue doesn't even know how she got to the palace. At the moment, she is soaking in the bath bucket, looking at the rising heat with empty eyes. The fog slowly turns into a woman's appearance, very beautiful, but very haggard.

Grass is sprouting on the open hillside.

"Moon, let's fly kites," the woman said to a six-year-old girl with a smile.

"Mother, let's call dad." Said the little girl.

The woman farfetched smile, "next time, dad has no time."

The little girl said. "But last year on Yueer's birthday, my father promised Yueer."

After the little girl said this, the surrounding scene became a room. It was raining cats and dogs outside. The woman was lying on the bed in the room, and her face was very pale.

"Moon, my mother is going." The woman coughed as she spoke.

"Mother is not going to leave the moon." The girl is nine years old and has learned a lot.

"Silly child, you will always be my mother's favorite baby. My mother just goes to a far away place, and we will see you again in the future."

"Then come back quickly." The girl knew what place she was talking about. The place was called hell. It was the place where people went after death.

Her own mother was dying, and her little face was full of tears.

"When my mother goes, I remember to listen to my father."

"I don't want to listen, mother. I know that father killed you." The girl suddenly cried out regardless of everything.

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The girl covered her face and looked at her mother in amazement.

The woman's hand, which had not yet come back, was shaking in the air.

"Moon Cough... " The woman was about to say something, but her severe cough made her speechless.

The girl suddenly stood up and ran out in spite of the heavy rain.

"Moon, don't hate your father..." With that, the woman slowly closed her eyes.

The scene in the bathroom is still in front of us. The fog in the bucket is still rising, and the eyes of Mo Xianyue are slowly moist.

She slowly slid down and submerged her whole head in the water.

Crystal tears and hot water together, she so sink in the water, forced to cry.

Why? Why? Don't family love have any value in your eyes? Mo Xianyue's heart is shouting. But the man with the most power in Mohist Castle couldn't hear it.The ink string moon floats to wipe off the water on her face.

Mo Xianyue sighed: "after finishing this task, I'll leave here and go to a place that no one knows. I'll be an ordinary woman. I'll come out and buy something. I'm reminded of the past."

Righting a good attitude, ink string moon even the water on the body is not dry, directly spread a transparent yarn, out of the bathroom.

Pick up the dagger you just bought and observe it carefully.

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