Konoha Aogen

That night, the three of them rushed to the "Mirror Moon City" and found an inn to rest. "Jingyue City" is a city that prospers due to tourists. Like "Kurong City", the city gate is not closed at night.

The next morning, when they had breakfast in the hall of the inn, Mo and Zhu were chatting and laughing as usual, without any grudges from the previous night, but "Ming Zhu"'s respect for "Ghost Mo" became lighter. .

There are still five days left before the time agreed with "Gu Changqing" in the letter. The three of them were not in a hurry. Ye Xuan wanted to take Xiaozhu to visit the most famous "Changqing Street" in "Jingyue City". In fact, Ye Xuan and Gui Mo only visited once about seventy years ago.

"Changqing Street" is a market specializing in counterfeit goods. It is divided into two sections: "East Street and West Street". "East Street" is more like an ordinary market; "West Street" is lined with luxuriously decorated shops on both sides. Counterfeit goods are also divided into three, six or nine grades.

The place where the three of them lived happened to be at the westernmost end of "West Street". However, when visiting "Changqing Street", especially if you are visiting for the first time, it is better to start from "East Street".

The three of them walked leisurely, and were seduced by the aroma of "fried noodles" wafting from a small stall on the road, and had a second breakfast. It took more than half an hour to finally reach the eastern end of "East Street". Although it was far less lively than in the evening at this time, many people had already gathered. Busy but not crowded, it is the best atmosphere for "going to the market".

When it comes to "selling fake goods", the smaller the stall, the wilder it is. A man in old but still clean clothes sat on a stool, with a piece of white cloth "the size of two square tables" at his feet, and various strange-shaped hidden weapons surrounding two long swords. As if afraid that those whose eyes were damaged by reading would not be able to see clearly, the "slender large gilded characters" on the scabbard took up almost half of the length of the sword. The name is even more horrifying: Qijun, Wuming.

The warriors of the generation of "An Xiu" and "Xiao Yin" advocated purer power and did not have the habit of "naming their weapons". Until after the "Battle of Glacier", "An Xiu's Long Sword" was just "An Xiu's Long Sword".

I don’t know whether it was because later generations of warriors had the temperament of the literati, or whether it was just the pretentiousness of the literati. In short, "An Xiu's Long Sword" finally got its own name after the death of its owner - Qi Jun.

"Deceiving the King" stabbed to death the master of the world, and Xiao Yin's sword stabbed to death the master of "Deceiving the King". Later generations gave it countless names that were aloof, sad, elegant, or cold, but they felt that none of them were worthy of it. In the end, a name that showed helplessness and resignation stood out and was unanimously recognized by the martial arts people from the north and the south - Wu Ming.

"How much silver is it?" Mingzhu squatted on the ground and asked casually, pointing at the two long swords. She has been listening to her father tell the story of "The Battle of the Glacier" since she was a child, and has been fascinated by An and Xiao. When Gui Mo went into the water to retrieve the sword, she actually hoped that she could retrieve the two famous swords that sank in the middle of the lake when "Gu Changqing" retired to seclusion.

"If you want to buy them individually, two taels per sword. If you want them all, just three taels in total." The man selling the sword said excitedly.

Hearing this, Ye Xuan became like a businessman and asked in a philistine manner: "If the locals buy it, how much will it cost?"

The man looked at Ye Xuan and pretended to be distressed when he met an expert: "Okay, two taels in total. You can take two of these hidden weapons as you like."

"You are not an upright person." Ye Xuan dropped the excuse and turned around and left. Xiao Zhuyuan didn't intend to buy it, so he quickly stood up and followed.

"Hey, look again, look again." With a cry, the man pulled out the long sword. If it weren't for this "Changqing Street", passers-by might think that someone was about to commit murder after a disagreement.

Along the way, this was the scene. When Kankan walked to the west end of "East Street", a man with a short beard leaned towards Ye Xuan with a mysterious expression and whispered: "Brother, do you want something good?"

"What good thing is it?" Gui Mo asked first before Ye Xuan could answer.

The man looked at Gui Moth with an expression that looked at an "outsider" and was dissatisfied that she didn't lower her voice like him. Fu continued to say to Ye Xuan: "Brother, you know that these are all fakes. I have the real thing."

"What kind of genuine product? Why do you have it?" Of course Ye Xuan didn't believe it. However, when visiting such markets, "hidden goods" are also part of the fun.

The man pretended to look around: "My nephew is the servant leader of 'Jianhu Villa', and he can get the weapons forged by seven of 'Grandpa Gu's' disciples. Of course, what he gets are only 'remnants'. Those If it comes out of the oven and is not satisfactory or satisfactory, it should be melted, and my nephew can cut off one or two pieces."

Ye Xuan thought to himself that this man had to put a lot of thought into making up lies, and continued to pester him: "How much silver do you sell for the scraps?"

"The items in Jianhu Village are also top-notch. Five hundred taels, no bargaining." The man said arrogantly.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but smile sarcastically: "Ha, you really dare to speak. Why do you think I can give out five hundred taels?" Although the clothes of the three people were made of good quality, they were not unusual items. Ye and Zhu didn't have the habit of wearing pearls and jade. Gui Mo's various rare jewelry had been confiscated long ago, and now even the hairpins were made of wood. He really wanted to know if this man saw something, or if he was simply too lazy to catch small fish. Five hundred taels is enough to fool a fool in a few years.

The man stood side by side with Ye Xuan, listening to his question, his eyes glanced at his neck unconsciously, but did not answer. Ye Xuan understood immediately: his hair was short and reached his neck, which was a popular look among "rich dudes" in recent years.

"Brother, if you are interested, you can come with me to test the quality." The man persuaded.

"Among the seven disciples, who makes swords and who doesn't; who is lustful and who likes gambling?" Ye Xuan thought in his mind that as long as he handled it well, he would continue to play with him. However, looking at the man's stiff expression, the three of them had no choice but to walk away silently.

"Who's lustful, who likes gambling?" Gui Mo asked, tilting his head.

"How do I know?" Ye Xuan said lightly.

Between "West Street" and "East Street", there is a dirt road about two feet wide, with roadside vendors selling various snacks. Counterfeit goods and delicacies, arranged vertically and horizontally, in order.

The road at the foot of "West Street" is paved with narrow "grey stone slabs" and is not muddy even on rainy days. The shops on both sides of the street have very elegant exterior decorations, which are no less impressive than the shops selling jewelry and cultural toys in the "inner city" of Korong City.

In the middle of "West Street", there is a huge relief plaque with "Length of Carriage" hanging above the gate. A shop occupies about six shops.

"Mirror Pavilion?" Ye Xuan suspiciously read out the two characters "scrawled and uncolored" on the giant plaque: "Last time I came here, was there this place?"

"No, right?" Gui Mo was also trying to recall the scene that year.

Entering the inner hall, I felt that this place was not a "weapon shop" at all, but more like an "ancient battlefield exhibition hall".

A black iron chariot that requires four riders to stand side by side to pull it; a city crossbow that is bigger than a mountain ox and needs a winch to pull it apart; a nearly two-foot-long heavy body that can only be used to deal with cavalry. Long spears; and thick round wooden blocks designed to break down city gates... In short, they are all ancient weapons that are completely useless in the "Era of Disaster" and have been almost forgotten.

To buy fake weapons, you need to go to the second floor.

However, after reaching the second floor, the three of them looked around and saw nothing with the "Qinghu Seal" engraved on the handle. Both the "fine steel sword" and the "ebony hard bow" are printed with the "Mirror Pavilion"'s own logo.

"You...don't sell fakes?" Ye Xuan played with a crescent scimitar with an extremely thin blade. He felt that he had been tricked and complained to a polite shopkeeper with great dissatisfaction.

"Sir, if you want to see the 'imitation', please go to the small brown-red door over there and pay three taels of silver to enter." The shop assistant pointed to an inconspicuous place far away from the stairs in a friendly and generous manner. That's a place the three of them haven't visited yet.

"Looking at fake goods, you still pay the cash?" Gui Mo stared at the store clerk with wide-open eyes in surprise.

The shopkeeper smiled warmly: "Yes, ma'am, the imitations of 'Mirror Pavilion' are all made by 'Boss Gu' himself. It's wonderful to be able to see them all for three taels of silver."

"Do you have every item?" Ye Xuan felt that this store was quite unusual when he heard what he said.

"The villain made a mistake. Not entirely, but mostly." The waiter bowed and apologized.

The three of them were full of curiosity and walked to the brown red wooden door. There is a small plaque above the lintel, with the words "Mirror Pavilion" carved in it.

Such a system is completely unreasonable. Just like there can't be a small courtyard inside the "Night Palace" called "Night Palace", even if it is Mu Qing'er's residence. Guarding the door were two tall and thin female officials. Ye Xuan handed over a black ticket worth ten taels: "I won't look for it anymore." He was stingy by nature, but he didn't pay attention to details.

The female officer took the banknote with both hands and said softly: "Thank you, Mr."

Just looking at it, each person will be charged three taels of silver, which is enough to deter most tourists. However, the foreshadowing of "ancient artifacts" on the first floor and "genuine goods" on the second floor made customers who were not too concerned about the three taels of silver want to enter the small wooden door to find out.

Inside the small wooden door, it is not a small room. Walls, screens, and potted plants form several clever twists and turns, dividing the large room into several areas that are "connected but not disturbing each other."

Various knives, swords and strange-shaped weapons are either hung directly on the wall, placed on tables or wooden stands, or leaning against bonsais, or even carried by "brown sand wolves embedded in the wall". In the mouth.

This scene is more like an "art exhibition" hosted by "Qianjin Pavilion" occasionally inviting famous calligraphers and painters or jewelry merchants from the Western Regions than a shop. After just looking at an imitation, Ye Xuan understood immediately: This is where the real money is made.

Even in the evening when the crowds are the densest, there are still very few customers inside the small wooden door. It was not yet noon, and inside the pavilion

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There was only one group of spectators, Ye Xuan. A slightly fat man with a beard who looked gentle and reliable greeted them. The female officer called him "Shopkeeper Tao."

Shopkeeper Tao didn't speak much and followed the three of them quietly, only three or five steps away. It wasn't until the three of them had questions or stopped in front of a certain weapon for a while that they stepped forward to explain and introduce it.

Next to each weapon, there are writings or engravings that simply indicate the "name, owner and price". Due to the relationship between "competition, killing and inheritance", some weapons have more than one "master". Some have gone missing, the ones who held them died violently, and their weapons have never been seen again.

At the corner of the shallow corridor, the red wall is sunken, and a terrifying skull is half hidden and half exposed. A "short steel thorn" is inserted into the eye socket, and a very small seven characters are engraved on the forehead bone. People with poor eyesight need to put their face close to see clearly. I think this is another kind of teasing: rat gallbladder, Shuoshuo, three thousand and five.

"Mirror Pavilion" is really arrogant. Unless "Gu Changqing" made it himself, most of the real things engraved with "Qinghu Seal" would not be worth this price.

Without being greeted, Ye Xuan pulled out the "steel thorn" from his eye socket. As expected, Shopkeeper Tao did not stop him. He only said warmly: "Assassin 'Shuoshuo' has only been in the industry for more than 20 years. He has already killed seven strong men in the 'Water Realm' and even killed 'Dong Shu' in Yaochi City and Zhehuamen." 'Gong Ji', two masters of 'Dry Realm'.

The seven people in the 'Water Realm' were all stabbed in the left eye and died through the brain; the fatal injuries in 'Dong Shu' and 'Gong Ji' were one in the back of the heart and the other in the back of the neck. Every time 'Shuoshuo' kills someone, he will leave a rat tail on the body. No one has seen his true appearance so far. It is said that when he asked "Boss Gu" to cast this "steel thorn", "Shuoshuo" did not change his appearance but wore an iron mask to show respect. "

Ye Xuan nodded slightly and continued to play with the steel thorn "rat gall" in his hand, or should I say "fake rat gall". This steel thorn has an edge but no edge. Like "Xingmang", it has no handguard, and its length is slightly shorter than the afterimage of "Yan Que". The steel thorns are extremely light, not the weight that "fine steel" should have at all, but they are clearly made of "fine steel". Could it be that these tiny steel thorns are hollow?

Ye Xuan has never seen "Shuoshuo" and does not know what the real "rat gallbladder" looks like, but the fine craftsmanship and beauty of the steel thorn in his hand can definitely be regarded as top quality whether used for assassination or collection.

"I want this." Ye Xuan said and inserted the "short steel thorn" back into the skull's eye socket.

"Yes." Shopkeeper Tao nodded slightly in thanks, not showing any joy at catching a big fish. After making a gesture to a waiter in beige clothes, he signaled Ye Xuan and the others to continue watching. In a moment, the waiter carried the "rat gallbladder" and the skull into the back room.

After entering another area separated by two layers of screens, the surrounding tone gradually turns darker. Ye Xuan and Gui Moth were attracted by something at the same time - the water dragon's roar.

Ye Xuan slowly took down the dark "iron whip" from the "wooden frame embedded in the wall", and it was heavy in his hand. It was actually made of "black iron". The material itself is beyond the reach of a thousand taels. I glanced around, and sure enough, there were seven characters carved horizontally on the wooden frame: Shuilongyin, Hu Kang, Qiqian.

Shopkeeper Tao saw that Ye Xuan was holding the whip with one hand and was not struggling, so he knew that the man in black accompanied by the two beauties had martial arts skills.

"This 'Water Dragon Song' is the weapon of 'Hu Kang', the former leader of the 'Hang Gang'. Later, the leader of Hu Gang was killed by 'Ye Xuan', the city lord of 'Kurong City'. This whip has not found a new owner so far, and it has always been placed in front of Hu Kang. In front of the gang leader's tablet for worship and condolences.

But it is said that the real reason is that the new gang leader "Liu Chengyin" cannot suppress others with his power and cannot convince the public with his virtue. Therefore, he does not dare to take possession of this iron whip, which is like an imperial seal and a scepter in the "Hang Gang" on his own. The reason why this ‘Water Dragon Song’ is expensive, not least because of the expensive materials, is because it is a relic of the ‘Locust Plague’ after all. And no matter what happens to the 'Hang Gang' in the future, at least today it is still the largest gang in the south. "

Listening to Shopkeeper Tao's tone, it seemed as if this "iron whip" was not a fake at all. "Can you imitate the sound of the dragon's roar?" Ye Xuan couldn't help but asked.

"Sir, you can give it a try." Shopkeeper Tao took out a delicate small steel hammer from his arms and handed it to Ye Xuan like a magic trick. Ye Xuan suspected that the hammer was weird, so he did not take it. He stretched out his left middle finger and flicked the whip hard. The buzzing sound filled the whole room instantly and lasted for a long time.

Based on the memory of that battle, Ye Xuan felt that the sound of the whip was slightly different from the real thing in the hands of "Hu Kang". It’s not harder or harsher, just different. Upon first hearing that the force of the whip was so strong, a trace of surprise finally appeared on Shopkeeper Tao's face.

Putting the lingering "Iron Whip" back on the wooden stand, Ye Xuan and the others continued to watch the movement slowly. It was obvious that Gui Mo wanted many of them, but Ye Xuan only met her longing gaze every time, shaking his head with a sense of schadenfreude, and had no intention of buying them for her.

Enter an area where there are many bonsais and the tables and walls are mainly light gray. This time, the eyes of three people were attracted by one thing at the same time. Under Xiao Yebai's broad arms, on the pile of round white pebbles, a slender black snake is coiled, which is the rope whip "Ghost Cry". Mingzhu couldn't help but squat down and take a closer look, and saw six characters carved on the largest white pebble on the right side of the black snake: Ghost Cry, Ghost Moth, Four Thousand.

"This whip has become famous recently..." Before shopkeeper Tao could finish his words, the man in black reached out to interrupt him arrogantly. He saw the "voluptuous woman in purple ink clothes" glare at him angrily, and then turned her head away in shame and anger. Turning his head to the side, a touch of blue came into view on his neck.

The short hair, the black shirt, the strength of the whip and the lancet in his hand immediately came back to my mind! Shopkeeper Tao suddenly took a breath of air and unconsciously wanted to step back. In the end, he is experienced and smart, and he has regained his composure before even taking a step back. The left and right hands were clasped together in a slightly exaggerated manner towards the center, fists were clasped to the ground, and two words were said sincerely and cheerfully: "Disrespect!"

Ye Xuanxu stretched out his left arm to support him and said humbly: "Shopkeeper Tao's words are serious."

After Shopkeeper Tao stood up, he thoughtfully did not salute or apologize to Gui Mo again, nor did he ask who the two people with Ye Xuan were. Even for Ye Xuan, he still only calls him sir, not Mr. Ye.

Taking the "rope whip" from Mingzhu's hand, Ye Xuan looked at it carefully and became more and more surprised. The twisting logic, the cool touch, even the playfulness under the flick of the wrist, and the tightness wrapped around the left arm are almost the same as the "real thing" that I have played with for many years.

For decades, apart from his personal weapons, what Ye Xuan played the most was "Ghost Cry". It can be said that he and Gui Mo, the "little sister", drank tea, drank wine, talked for many times, and held this "rope whip" in his hand so many times. He couldn't get the ghost moth, or he didn't want to get it, or didn't dare to get it... I just felt that stroking the whip body was a kind of frivolity towards her and a comfort to myself.

Ye Xuan has never seen the huge "Rat Guts", so I don't know if it looks like it. Hu Kang's "Water Dragon Yin" has been seen by too many people in the world. The iron whip has no stick or sheath, and it has been exposed for many years. When people look at it, it’s not surprising that it looks very similar to it.

However, Ye Xuan knew that this rope whip was "crying like a ghost", except that it had never seen many outsiders except "killing the spearmen when collecting the treasure and encountering Tian Yu on the way back". He did bite some prostitutes in brothels and brothels, but those were things thousands of miles away in "Kurong City". How could it be so similar? The image is as straight as a "reflection in a mirror". "Mirror Pavilion" turns out to mean this.

"The boss behind the 'Mirror Pavilion' is Jianhu Village?" Ye Xuan asked shopkeeper Tao while casually throwing the "rope whip" to Gui Mo, hoping that the real owner would find out.

Shopkeeper Tao smiled modestly and said: "I am just the shopkeeper of 'Mirror Pavilion'. Strictly speaking, I am one of the three shopkeepers. The boss of 'Mirror Pavilion' is named 'Zong Ren'. As for whether there is someone behind 'Boss Zong' If you have a boss, I won’t know.”

Gui Mo touched the black rope in his hand and was also in a daze. Ye Xuan ignored her and continued to walk lazily nearby. After a while, he found two familiar objects.

On the gray wall, two light and slender short knives hang diagonally: Yan Que, After Shadow, and Four Thousand Six;

In front of the unengraved spiritual tablet case, there is a cold and sharp sword: Judgment, Hanxing, Three Thousand Two.

"Are these three the only ones?" Ye Xuan felt a little unwilling to see the mysterious bamboo "Mo Jie", the long knife "Hong Hu", and his own soft thorn "Xingmang".

Shopkeeper Tao smiled apologetically: "It is extremely difficult to imitate one piece. Those that are easy to play with are easier to sell." He did not say, nor did he dare to say another reason: those with stories are also easier to sell. .

"Okay, I'll take them all." During daily sparring, it would be good to make these fakes look like real ones.

"Mirror Pavilion" must not have expected that "fake goods" can be sold to "the real owner who holds the genuine goods." Ye Xuan endured his heartache and did not counter-offer. He knew that Gui Mo did not like to be as fussy as a peddler, and he also knew that Gui Mo was in a very bad mood at this time.

Shopkeeper Tao bowed respectfully and stretched out his hand to call the waiter. Ye Xuan took the "rope whip" from Gui Moth, rolled up his sleeves, and wrapped it around his left arm. The other two items were carried into the back room.

After putting away the rope whip, Ye Xuan looked at Gui Mo. She shook her head to indicate that she didn't want to leave just like that. Ye Xuan was even more reluctant to leave. Besides being curious, he also had other plans in mind.

Many famous places and objects have been heard countless times but are difficult to recognize with the eyes. If the objects imitated by "Mirror Pavilion" are as lifelike as "Ghost Cry", then these weapons and annotations in the room are extremely valuable information. If you can engrave all the scenes in the room in your mind, you will be able to travel around the world one day, identify objects and people, and know the details of the other person without even knowing their name, there will be endless benefits. It's a pity that Ye Xuan doesn't have the "photographic memory" ability like afterimages.

"If you want one, I can give you one." Ye Xuan whispered to Gui Mo, hoping that this would give her some comfort.

"Yeah." Gui Mo forced out a smile, but in the end he had no choice.

Along the road paved with bonsai

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Continuing to meander, I finally saw Qiu Shimai's "White Rainbow", Sang Shouting's "Pillar and Pestle", Yan He's "Desolation", and the "Twins" of Fu and Lu.

Before leaving the "Mirror Pavilion", shopkeeper Tao led the three of them into the "back living room". The "fake rat gallbladder, fake Yan Que, and fake judgment" are attached to the sheath and placed on the long case.

"If you don't bring this many silver taels, take them to the Night Palace. I'll write a handwritten note for you." Ye Xuan placed four "thousand taels of black tickets" on the table. He had no intention of taking off the rope whip wrapped around his arm.

Shopkeeper Tao saw such things as "thousand taels of black tickets" and became even more convinced that the person in front of him was Ye Xuan. After taking the handwritten letter, I saw that there was no explanation of cause and effect on the paper, only a series of small characters: eleven thousand three hundred taels, plus escort silver.

Shopkeeper Tao immediately said warmly: "Just running errands, Mirror Pavilion will take care of it. There is no reason to accept any more money for escorts. In addition, this 'rat gallbladder' is small and it is not inconvenient to carry it around. Please take it with you, sir." ." After saying that, he picked up the steel thorn wrapped in a "brown python skin sheath" and handed it to Ye Xuan with both hands.

Ye Xuan did not shirk the blame. After thanking him, he led Mo and Zhu out of the "Mirror Pavilion".

"Let's set off for 'Jianhu Villa' tomorrow morning. It doesn't matter if we arrive a few days early." On the way back to the inn, Ye Xuan discussed with the two of them.

"Let's go now, I want to ride a horse." Gui Mo lowered his head and said quietly.

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Riding a horse at a gallop is always the best way to relieve the pain in your heart. After running for half a day, it was almost evening, and Gui Mo returned to his cheerful and lively appearance: "I have decided on what I want, buy it for me on the way back."

"Humph, just tell me how you can save me money." Ye Xuan sarcastically felt more at ease.

The three of them did not take the right path, nor did they go along the lake. They only looked roughly in the north direction, looking for places with few people to mount their horses. Before the sun was out, we encountered a small patch of dense forest. The three horses walked through the forest, the afterglow dappled on the mud and grass through the gaps in the wooden leaves, the darkness and the faint light mixed together, making it look a bit scary.

The horse's pace slowed down a little, and the "slender black rope" behind it suddenly wrapped around Gui Mo's waist and pulled her up into the air. The ghost moth was in the air, twisted his waist to the right, and a black snake in the sleeve of his left arm licked Ye Xuan's face.

Ye Xuan held the "horse rein" and "xezang" in his left hand at the same time. He shook his right hand and found that the "rope whip" struck by the ghost moth had been wrapped twice in his palm. The moment he caught the tip of the whip, the "fake whip" originally held in his right palm had already come loose.

At this time, he clamped the horse's belly with force, and the black horse galloped out. Gui Mo's body was flying in the air, but his right hand held on to his "genuine product" and pulled it back violently. Ye Xuan did not want to use brute force to resist her, so he released his left hand and legs at the same time, allowing Gui Mo to pull him off the horse.

"Change!" Ye Xuan was a little dissatisfied with Gui Mo's arrogance without any tacit understanding.

"I told you earlier..." Gui Mo loosened his right hand and immediately reached for the "fake whip" wrapped three times around his waist, holding the tip of the whip firmly.

Ming Zhu sat on the horse and didn't understand. Ye and Mo both clearly held each other's "whip tip" with their right hands. How did they grasp the "whip handle" before they could even blink? I just felt that neither of their right hands were moving, it was the two "black snakes" swimming by themselves. This scene made her feel itchy in her internal organs.

After standing still with the whip, Gui Moth took the lead in attacking. Under the internal energy, the rope whip stretches from the "end of the handle" to the "tip", as if "the leather tube is filled with mercury" and quickly becomes hard. The "whip tip" as sharp as a steel needle was trembling and messy as it pressed towards Ye Xuan. Even she herself couldn't tell where the "snake letter" would eventually be spit out.

Ye Xuan's knees were not bent, only his ankles moved, and his body floated towards a fir tree on the left like a phantom. Just when he was about to collide, his left arm holding "Xue Zang" moved slightly, using only the angle between the "scabbard and forearm", he clamped the straight tree trunk and hung it steadily three feet above the ground. high places. With a slight shake of his right wrist, the "rope whip" drew a circle in the air and smashed it towards Gui Mo Tianling Gai.

What seemed like a fatal move was actually neither cruel nor fast enough. This leaves enough room for Gui Mo to show off his skills in front of newcomers.

When Gui Mo saw this situation, he really didn't hesitate to show off. She just stood there, waiting until the tip of the whip bent the two naughty black hairs on her head, and then she learned the movement technique that "Afterimage" often used when playing on weekdays: her body instantly shrank into a ball, and landed on the ground. Roll to the left to avoid the "falling rope whip" and "splashing mud and grass".

Ghost Moth is not a stalker, so this move to imitate the afterimage is not just a mere shadow, but it incorporates his own whipping technique into it. While rolling rapidly, the "Black Snake" suddenly shrank into the ball. The moment the ball on the ground "exploded into a human form", the "rope whip" followed the ghost moth's twisting waist and arms, roaring with sharp force that almost tore through the void, and swept away the tree that Ye Xuan was perched on that was "as thick as an arm." "The tall fir trees. Where the whip fell, there were not many flying debris, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.

Mingzhu rode his horse and stood a little further away, watching the moves between Ye and Mo, especially the two moves after exchanging "rope whip". He only felt that Sister Mo in front of him was the fundamental reason for the fight with him that day. Not the same person. If she used this whipping method against herself, the "burning hand" might not even be able to burn even half of her hair. With such a distance, it is difficult for the "steel needle" hidden in the chest to be effective. Wouldn't it be just a matter of letting her control him?

Just when he was amazed at the mystery and ferocity of "Sister Moth's" whipping technique, Mingzhu saw another strange scene - the shirt tree that had been cut off at the ankle fell in a completely unreasonable direction. It was a ghost. Where the moth is standing!

After a shout, Ye and Mo both stood "next to the unaffected tree roots". The scene at this time made Mingzhu even more stunned. At a distance of five or six feet, two rope whips several feet long are still fighting! She couldn't see anything clearly, but she felt that the two of them were trapped in the "jail made of black vine snakes" and were about to be strangled and swallowed up.

Finally, after a period of time that Mingzhu thought was "unbelievable for a long time under such hardship", the two "rope whips" were tightly entangled together, and they could no longer show any subtlety.

The extremely wonderful long whip melee combat turned back into a battle of brute force. At this point, the two people who were still unfinished had no choice but to tacitly dissipate the energy in their hands at the same time. They squatted on the ground like two children digging for earthworms, and carefully unraveled the two intertwined strings.

"How is it?" Ye Xuan asked, lowering his head. If he hadn't seen the previous scene, Ming Zhu, who was approaching now, might have thought he was asking "how much did the earthworm dig?"

"When you use your hands, there is still a slight difference. When the internal energy suddenly changes, it is not as dexterous as the 'Ghost Cry'."

Speaking of the word "ghost crying", even though it was only in front of Ye Xuan and Ming Zhu, Gui Mo still felt uncomfortable in his heart. She regretted a little. Why did she listen to "Gu Changqing" and not happily call this "black rope" "Ghost Crying"? It originally meant "when the rope whip is sacrificed, the ghost cries and the god cries", but now it just happens to be the sarcasm of "the ghost moth cries its nose".

"Slight differences can mean the difference between life and death in a fight. Since not everyone can afford the things of 'Boss Gu', it's better that the fakes have some flaws. We spent so much money on him, but it's not for art." ." As he spoke, the most entangled place between the two whips had been untied. Ming Zhu squatted beside him and didn't even put a hand on him.

"Sister, when you use the whip... you are so powerful." Ming Zhu admired sincerely, but unexpectedly angered Gui Mo.

"Isn't it great when I use my hands? It's obvious that you don't follow the rules. If I cut your arm until it's done, you should admit defeat. There's no reason to chase after you and continue to fight? I want to know that you are like this , that step won't be so shallow!" "Tian Yu" who burned himself has now become his little sister "Ming Zhu". Although the feud has been settled, Gui Mo is still brooding about what happened that day and never forgets it.

"Yes, yes. It's my fault, I'm sorry..." Ming Zhuyuan squatted close to Ye Xuan, then hurriedly brushed up to Gui Moth, caressing her shoulders and apologized. I was caught off guard by being scolded, and I felt a little aggrieved. I never expected that... even this could be related to my own misfortune.

"Little moth, don't settle this old score again." Ye Xuan scolded in a low voice.

"Give it back to me." Gui Mo stretched out his left hand towards Ye Xuan and ignored his reproach. Only then did Ye Xuan remember that the rope whip in his hand was the real "ghost cry".

After simply drinking some water and eating a few pieces of candy cake brought from "Mirror Moon City", the three of them mounted their horses. After nightfall, we arrived at an inn near "Jianhu Village".

The three of them took a bath and rested, and decided to enter the village the next day. He was about to meet the rumored "Gu Changqing". Ming Zhu felt a little nervous and couldn't sleep well that night.

Exile Diary - Excerpt (55)

It was so strange to take a maid to a brothel to find work. But if you work alone, it won't be so eye-catching. Anese and I rented a small house next to a not-so-busy street in the city. The broken silver came in handy now. Things like gold leaf will be used sparingly in the future.

We removed a piece of brick on the street side of the house, and when we put our face closer from the outside, we could see the scene inside. I only wore underwear in the house, and everyone outside the house understood. This is a method I learned from reading books when I was in the "Lin Mansion". The story is made up, but this method should not be nonsense.

The people are beautiful and the price is low. I can receive fifteen or six customers a day. These people were dirty, smelly, and rude, but that was to be expected. I don't expect them to be like Lin Jue, nor do I want them to be like Lin Jue.

When I met someone who was too ugly, I just turned my back to them, and I got beaten for that.

While I was working, Anese stayed in the next room and listened. I repeatedly warned that if a customer just insults me or slaps me a few times, he must not attack and hurt others.

The sheepskin notebook is almost used up. I will buy a new one tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)