Chapter 72
As they were walking forward, someone deliberately blocked their way. They were still wondering what this person was going to do. This tightly wrapped person opened a slit in his leather jacket with his left hand, and took a very small photo in his right hand, shining it on his jacket.
"Sir, this is a new model of the rifle, 5.8×21mm DAP92 pistol-loading rifle, with a magazine capacity of 20 rounds and an effective range of 50 meters. It is perfect for shooting birds and for self-defense. Would you two gentlemen like to have a try?" The man's voice was low, but he introduced it in a very orderly manner. Then he looked at the thing in his arms illuminated by the headlight, and saw a pistol-loading rifle hanging in his leather jacket.
It really is a ghost market as its reputation goes. Stopping people on the road to sell weapons is considered sneaky, but it is also considered aboveboard.
The man saw the two men noticed what he was trying to sell and quickly turned off the light in his hand. "The price is very good. There are four models to choose from. Gentlemen, buy one for self-defense."
"No." Liu Ze pulled Yan Shiliu over and walked around with the child.
Recently, Yan Shiliu has become interested in modern machinery, or to be more precise, in military equipment. In fact, he was somewhat tempted after this person introduced it to him.
Liu Ze knew he'd been enjoying these things lately, primarily after getting into computer games. One of the two most popular games was a shooter, and Yan Shiliu's interest had intensified after his encounter with modern weaponry, along with reading some books on the subject. "These are all obsolete items, and their origins are shady, making it difficult to explain."
"If you want to play, we can go to the shooting game base and play it in reality." After all, they have not been in this world for a long time, and they have not tried everything they can think of. Yan Shiliu really has no access to firearms. He played with classmates when he was in Liuze University, but he has never touched a real gun. It's just that they are not ordinary people now, and they have more convenient and easy energy to use, so external objects such as wooden warehouse machines are not within their consideration.
"If you want to be serious, just contact the military. They would be happy to have more contact with us." Liu Ze's attitude towards the military figures who appeared around him was the same as his master's. Liu Ze could probably guess what the military was thinking.
If it's just about fulfilling Yan Shiliu's wish, Liu Ze is not unwilling to make some conveniences. Everyone should be happy to get what they need.
"Okay." Yan Shiliu agreed with Liu Ze's arrangement. He was curious about the small thing that looked like a hidden weapon. He had seen so many of them and felt that even if they had practiced martial arts for many years, ordinary people could use such a small thing to kill them with a bullet smaller than a finger. It was an indescribable feeling.
No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. Facing these weapons, the martial arts you have learned through years of hardship are useless. Even now, you probably can't withstand being locked by a machine gun.
You have to rely on your own eyes to tell whether the things in the ghost market are real or fake. There are even people selling stories. There are cardboard standees with carefully designed colorful words on them. What they say is definitely a lie, such as seeking immortality in the South China Sea and the fairy cave left by the immortals. This person probably has a lot of fun coming to the night market. This standee is quite attractive to children.
Liu Jiayu stood in front of the sign and read the story on it carefully.
The stall owner was a young man. Seeing a child standing in front of his stall, pretending to read the words carefully, and his father standing nearby, he wanted to tease him: "Hey, kid, do you know how to read? You're reading so seriously."
Liu Jiayu nodded: "If you can read, where is the fairy cave above? I want to go and play."
The young man was extremely amused by this question and continued to deceive the child: "Not everyone who wants to go can go. It takes both opportunity and talent. If you want to go, it depends on whether you have enough talent."
What the young man wrote on the sign was actually a passage from a recently popular novel about cultivating immortals. Those who have read the novel will enjoy the picture, but those who haven't will not pay much attention to it. You will know it is fake at first glance. Who knew it could actually fool children.
"That's enough. Dad says I'm a genius."
"Then you have to exchange something with me, then I will give you the treasure map."
Liu Ze and Yan Shiliu were standing not far away, watching their son being fooled. As a child, a world with gods and immortals is perfect.
Liu Jiayu looked up at his two fathers for help. His father was bored and just smiled at him, letting him make his own decision. His father would not give him any advice.
Liu Jiayu frowned and thought hard for a while, then took out a small bottle from his arms. The bottle was made of yellow jade. When he looked at it carefully, he found that it was made of top-grade topaz. But in the hands of a child, he would only think it was a translucent plastic bottle.
This is the Nayuan Dan that is given to Liu Jiayu as a snack. It tastes sweet, just like candy beans. You don't have to worry about him damaging his teeth, you can just let him eat it as candy.
"I'll trade this with you."
The young man was also surprised to see that the three words "Nayuan Dan" were engraved on the small bottle in front of him. He thought, this guy is even more obsessed with cultivation novels than himself. Fortunately, he had prepared all the props. He really took out a small wooden box from his arms, which contained a map he had made by hand.
He also looked at the two adults behind the child. The two masked adults did not stop him, but just smiled and nodded at him.
The other parents agreed. This was an exchange between fellow Daoists. The small medicine bottle was soft and smooth to the touch. It looked like it was on a completely different level from the wooden box he had made by hand. Thinking it would be bad to take advantage of a child, he pulled out the immortal cultivation novel from his back and gave it to the child: "Since fellow Daoist is so willing to trade, I will give this secret book to you for cultivation."
Liu Jiayu carefully took out the peeled book and nodded seriously: "Yes, thank you, brother."
Liu Ze almost laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. He leaned over to Yan Shiliu's ear and whispered, "How can a child be so silly? This is hilarious. Find some time to replace the map in his box and build him a fairy palace. A child's dream shouldn't be shattered."
Yan Shiliu didn’t understand what Liu Ze was laughing at. Was he so happy to fool a child like this?
All the stalls in this row had signs. While the two of them were chatting and laughing, Liu Jiayu had already moved to the stall next to them to see what was written on it.
This is a missing person notice from a few years ago. On it is a black and white photo of a little girl with a sweet smile. Sitting next to her is a down-and-out middle-aged man with a beard covering half of his face. His shoe has a hole in it, and his big toe is stretched out freely. He looks very spiritless and is huddled in the corner.
"Uncle, are you looking for the little sister in the photo?" There was nothing wrong with Liu Jiayu calling her little sister. The child in the photo was about 9 years old when she went missing.
The man didn't say anything, but just moved his dull eyes to Liu Jiayu.
"But the young lady is right next to you. She's sitting next to you."
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