Chapter 73
"Hey, this, this is it!" Fang Ying looked at You Lin excitedly, as if she saw some big star.
You Lin, a great demon, felt his scalp tingle when he was looked at by her burning eyes.
"This is my friend, his...last name is Lin." Yuheng glanced at You Lin, and seeing that he did not protest, he simply made up a fake surname for him.
However, for the demon race, it doesn’t matter whether they have a surname or not, as their naming method is different from that of humans.
Humans need to use surnames to prove their bloodline, while demons can tell which family and lineage you are from by your demonic power and the strength of your bloodline aura, so there are not many restrictions on names, and you can basically call yourself whatever you like.
"Hello, Mr. Lin." Fang Ying rubbed her hands excitedly. "Can I take a photo with you?"
"No." The newly appointed Mr. Lin rejected her coldly and ruthlessly.
Fang Ying nodded dejectedly and said, "Alright." Lin Xuan huddled beside her, her eyes fixed on her nose, her nose focused on her heart, like an old monk in meditation. Thanks to her fellow Sheniu, her soul had been gone for quite some time.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I came here specifically to see you, boss. Do you want to go to the comic convention? It's so lively." Fang Ying's home is close to the antique shop, and she sometimes goes there to play. After a few visits, she has become familiar with Yuheng.
"Comic convention? Where is it?"
Fang Ying was about to explain to her beautiful boss what a comic convention was, but suddenly got stuck. "Uh, why don't you ask me what a comic convention is?"
"I know what a comic convention is," Yuheng said with a smile. Yuheng didn't know, but Mo Xuanji did. They were essentially the same person, so saying "I know" was perfectly fine and not a lie.
"Okay, okay, here it is, over there at Qianxiang." Fang Ying said as she opened the navigation on her phone.
The venue of the comic convention is an ordinary gymnasium, but what is extraordinary is that on the map of the Bureau of Supernatural Powers, it is classified as a "potentially dangerous" area.
If the strange thing wanted to make a big move to attract attention, it would definitely choose a crowded place to start. Thinking of this, Yu Heng readily agreed: "Okay, let's go and take a look."
"Yeah!"
Lin Xuan was forced to high-five her fellow Sheniu friends, her face flushing crimson. It was embarrassing, but she was truly happy. How could I thank you, my Sheniu sisters?
After walking a few steps, Yuheng suddenly called out to Fang Ying: "Did you encounter any strange people on your way here?"
"Strange person?" Fang Ying turned around, bewildered. "No, I called Xuanxuan and we came out together. What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Yuheng closed the fan and smiled gently.
You Lin continued to follow him without saying a word. Just when Yu Heng thought he would remain silent forever, You Lin finally whispered a message to him.
You Lin said, "Sir, what is a comic convention?"
…
With the help of the strange detector on the outside of the camera, they successfully disguised themselves as a creative team shooting a documentary, and openly used the detector lens to scan the place inside and out, up and down.
"There's nothing here either. It's clean." Shen Liuxue put down the detector and breathed a sigh of relief. "If there's nothing here either, we can go to the next intersection."
"Hmm!" Zhu Changan, who was chewing on a candied haws, said incoherently, "There are some small stalls over there, would you like to take a look?"
Following the direction of Zhu Changan's finger, Mo Xuanji noticed that there were some small carpets selling miscellaneous items, most of which were handicrafts.
At this point, none of the three of them thought anything outrageous. Since they were already here, they wandered around. Until, in front of a stall, at an angle visible only to Shen Liuxue, the light on the detector flashed.
"Wow, boss, these little things you made are so beautiful. Can I take some pictures? We were sent by the community to make a documentary to promote our place."
The carpet owner, a middle-aged man in his fifties, was lazily lying on a recliner. Upon hearing this, he immediately sat up, straightened his posture, and began to explain to them one by one how these handicrafts were made: "Okay, take pictures, take pictures, the handicrafts here are all purely handmade, and I don't skimp on the materials. Look at the durability of these, they are all amazing..."
Shen Liuxue listened and filmed at the same time. After a while, she raised her head with a confused look on her face.
"Chang'an, can you take a picture for me for a while? I feel a little blurry." Shen Liuxue's tone was a little vague.
"Ah? Okay!" Zhu Changan quickly took it. He looked at the camera, remained silent for a few seconds, and also showed an expression of doubt about life.
"Xuanji, I don't think I can use this. Can you try it?"
Mo Xuanji was genuinely curious about what his companions had seen, so he took the "camera" and used the detector's scanning angle to view these things. With just one glance, he understood why his companions remained silent.
This is really unbelievable.
He originally thought that the contaminated strange weapon would be one of these handicrafts, but after scanning for a long time, he didn't expect that the one that reacted with the strange aura was the mat underneath them.
Yes, a gray, featureless and even a little dirty mat, the kind that even scavengers wouldn't pick up if thrown on the side of the road.
The three people were rarely confused.
It's really not their fault for having stereotypes. The magical weapons and strange weapons they have seen are basically quite exquisite. Even if they are not exquisite, they look very extraordinary.
But this mat...
"It can be seen that the strange party has indeed put a lot of effort into the appearance of the strange weapon in order to increase the difficulty of the search." In the sea of consciousness, the system couldn't help but sigh.
"ha……"
Zhu Changan's eyes were glued to the mat and he couldn't move them away.
Shen Liuxue said: "Boss, I plan to buy all of these from you, how much do you charge?"
The boss was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise, "Really?" His eyes rolled, "Oh, well, girl, you know that those of us who make handicrafts spend a lot of time, so the price..."
"That's okay. Just name a price. I understand supporting handicrafts."
The boss quietly gestured a number: "These, you buy them all."
"Why do you want so much? Isn't this just robbery?"
"Ah~ That's wrong. For a little girl, if this price is equal to the value of these handicrafts in her mind, then it's not expensive, it's equal value."
The boss spouted a stream of crooked logic, sneering inwardly. Don't think he couldn't see through these youngsters. One of his wares was definitely a gem. Didn't they all look at it with expressions of "What a waste!" and "How come white jade and gold are mixed with broken stones?"
He was the only one who took advantage of others, never the other way around! Anyway, he was going to make a killing today.
Zhu Changan was stunned by this twisted logic: "You, you..."
"Forget it, if it's too expensive, we won't buy it. Let's go look somewhere else." Mo Xuanji said from the side.
Before the boss could get angry, Shen Liuxue suddenly stood up and smiled with satisfaction: "You are right, deal."
Then he forced me to pay in a way that would not allow me to refuse.
Shen Liuxue used the mat as a tray in a very natural manner and put it into the shopping bag.
After walking a distance, Zhu Changan finally couldn't help but be curious: "Liuxue, he's clearly trying to rip you off. These things are not worth the price."
Shen Liuxue smiled and casually took out the bank card that he had just swiped: “I just suddenly remembered that this card doesn’t seem to be mine.”
"Hey? Will it be okay if I swipe it?" If I'm not mistaken, it seems to be a black card?
"It doesn't matter. They're a wealthy family anyway, so they won't care about such a trivial thing." Shen Liuxue's voice was filled with subtle sarcasm: "Without this little money, the huge family business is not going to stop running."
Mo Xuanji and Zhu Changan looked at each other and quickly skipped the topic.
After confirming once again that there were no escapees in this neighborhood, the three of them set off for the next location.
This is a pet market. The sounds of various animals mixed together, making it extremely lively.
Zhu Changan was a little confused: "Ah, is there really something like that here?"
"In short, guess in the most outrageous and unlikely direction, and you will definitely get it right." Shen Liuxue walked in slowly, shaking the black card.
It's like he's determined to max out this card.
Mo Xuanji yawned.
The magic that affected the soul was truly miraculous. Aside from the initial sluggishness, after a few uses, it became like muscle memory, maintaining stability without any effort. While he'd tire of it over time, he couldn't quite reach the edge of it yet.
So far everything is normal.
Until Mo Xuanji stepped into the bird market.
At that moment, heads popped up one after another, all looking over at him. For a moment, Mo Xuanji felt like she was drowning in this sea of tiny eyes.
No, this is another strange association...
The first starling suddenly flapped its wings and called out in its hoarse and magnetic voice: "Wife! Wife!"
Just when Mo Xuanji thought he was hallucinating, the second, third, and fourth birds, one by one, whether they could speak human language or not, all started calling out. For a moment, the sounds of flapping wings, the sounds of "wife, wife", and various calls of male birds courting were endless.
Mo Xuanji lost control of his expression again, and his pupils trembled.
Why are there still birds dancing?
For a moment, Mo Xuanji, who had caused the birds to become restless, became the focus of the crowd. All sorts of looks were cast at her, including envy, jealousy, confusion, curiosity, and so on, mixed with the birds' fiery gazes.
"Pfft... Wan... Wanniao fan?" Shen Liuxue hesitated and said, "Hahaha, sorry, I didn't mean it."
"It's okay, just laugh if you want to." Mo Xuanji frowned and slowly closed his eyes.
The budgie closest to him struggled to poke its head out of the cage: "Wife!"
Damn, this terrible world.
Although he was indeed very popular among birds since he was a child, it was never as outrageous as it is today?
Could it be that, because it was simultaneously linked to Yu Heng, it had somehow brought with it some of the phoenix's aura? The phoenix was always beloved by all birds, right? That must be the case...
but……
What kind of good bird would call his king his wife? A bunch of inexplicable and casual guys!
Zhu Changan tried his best to suppress his laughter. He cleared his throat and said, "That's enough. He's just a baby. How can you call him that?"
So people's vision became more complicated.
"Chang'an." Mo Xuanji spoke.
"What's the matter, my dear friend?"
"You can pretend to be mute." The villain in Mo Xuanji's heart silently closed his eyes and shed two lines of tears silently.
The evil black-hearted sesame dumplings!
After this commotion, the person in charge of the bird market rushed over. He looked Mo Xuanji up and down several times, and sometimes he exclaimed "hiss," "ah," and "eh."
Seeing that Mo Xuanji's patience was about to run out, the person in charge finally reacted: "Excuse me, excuse me, please come on, please come this way."
Unexpectedly, the person in charge here was not human. Mo Xuanji sensed a faint demonic aura from him.
He brought the three people to the reception room and poured tea for them one by one with some awkwardness.
There was a small bird on the bird stand in the reception room. It was brightly colored and its eyes were full of wisdom. After Mo Xuanji sat down, it tapped its head with its paws, tilted its head and looked at him for a moment, then opened its mouth and said, "Wife!"
“…”Finally the bird was dragged out.
"I'm sorry, these little guys have learned bad things from humans. They are shameless and just shout nonsense. I will educate them well in the future." The person in charge slid 360 degrees and bowed to apologize, which was very sincere.
The birds in the bird market are actually just ordinary little birds, not monsters. Although they are smart, most of them have relatively simple minds. They will start singing when they see someone they like or something.
Some time ago, I don’t know which wicked guy taught a starling to call “wife”. Since then, it has been passed on from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and from bird to bird, until every one of them has learned it.
It's not like customers haven't been yelled at like this before, but they're all human beings who just find it amusing and novel, so there's nothing wrong with it. The bird market even became popular because of this. At the time, he thought it could bring in profits and didn't stop it, but he didn't expect...
It’s okay for humans to be yelled at by these bird cubs, but the Feathered Tribe cannot do that. Isn’t that considered hooliganism?
"It's okay..." Besides feeling a bit confused and socially awkward at first, Mo Xuanji now felt more like laughing. He decided to skip this awkward topic.
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