"Legend has it that a thousand years ago, a sword shone entirely red, fell to the earth, and it happened to land in the territory of Wuji Country..."
"Many people have been tempted to seize this sword, but all have perished before they could even touch it. The only one who did was the Emperor of Wuji Kingdom..."
“…”
Ten thousand words of praise for the emperor at that time are omitted here.
Mo Qin: "What about the last sword?"
I haven't heard of any peerless sword in the palace.
If such a thing really existed, the emperor would probably have to worship it.
Seeing that the girl was attracted by his story, the old man stroked his beard and said in a mysterious tone:
"No one can suppress this sword, so it will naturally be buried with the emperor."
Buried.
Buried?
Is a peerless sword only fit to be buried in the ground?
Wouldn't such a sword attract the covetousness of many immortals?
How could there be a chance to be buried?
Mo Qin was very skeptical about the authenticity of this matter. When she looked up, she saw Chang Qing standing by the window, looking at her and the old man, with a slight smile on his face.
She always felt that this was a mockery of her.
Chang Qing: It’s unfair. How could I possibly laugh at you?
But the old man didn't care about all this. After he finished his story, he glanced at the silver in her hand.
Just think of it as listening to a story.
Mo Qin put the silver on the old man's table. The old man immediately picked up the silver to see if it was real, then quickly put it in his arms, fearing that she would change her mind.
She sighed slightly, got up, went downstairs and left the teahouse.
This teahouse is located on the busiest section of the road, and is surrounded by shops selling food, drinks, and entertainment on both sides.
When seeing a large clothing store, Mo Qin habitually took a few more glances. Clothes of various styles and colors were hung on the shelves, and there were many women choosing inside, which looked very tempting.
She suppressed the urge to go in and take a look, and walked along the wide cobblestone path.
Chang Qing followed her gaze and saw the shop, then looked at the plain robe Mo Qin was wearing.
She put away all the beautiful and gorgeous dresses that had been prepared for her, probably to avoid revealing her identity, so she couldn't wear them.
He didn't feel sorry at all, but rather seemed to be gloating.
Who told her to be disobedient and run out to follow these two people around?
I even hope that she will give up sooner and return to the sect.
Mo Qin couldn't wear a pretty little skirt, so she turned her attention to the street vendors.
A small stall selling sugar figures attracted her, and Mo Qin turned around and walked over.
The wooden cart is decorated with sugar figures of various shapes. Most of them are lifelike animals outlined with a few strokes of bright yellow syrup, and a few are decorated with colorful objects.
"Girl, would you like to buy a candy man?"
Noticing someone coming, the middle-aged man asked while fiddling with the syrup in his hand.
“I can make anything.”
Mo Qin glanced at the sugar figures that had already been made. The stall owner was still showing off his skills calmly, and his every move seemed like an instruction that had been set long ago.
The rise and fall follow the same arc, not a bit more or less.
She looked around and chose a dragon-shaped sugar man, then turned to look at Chang Qing, who shook his head, indicating that he didn't need it.
Only little girls would like something so sweet that it makes your teeth fall out.
At this time, someone also came to the stall.
The young girl pointed at a candy bunny figurine and asked, "How much is this?"
The stall owner said sternly, "Three cents."
This man followed me around for a long time. Although I didn't know why he did this, he helped me after all, so I had to treat him to a candy man as a token of my appreciation.
Mo Qin persuaded, "Eating sweets will make you feel better. Are you sure you don't want to have one? It won't cost much."
The stall owner said again in a serious tone, "Three cents."
It was like a puppet with a switch triggered, mechanical and rigid, with no change in tone.
Mo Qin was stunned and looked at the stall, confirming that there were only the two of them and no other customers.
The stall owner was still making new sugar figures seriously. This time he made a little rabbit because the girl just bought a little rabbit.
She asked tentatively, "I want two, how much?"
"Six coins."
"How much?"
"Three cents."
It seems that as long as the stall owner hears "how much", he will answer three cents. If the quantity is added in front, the price will change.
this……
Chang Qing stepped forward, probed with his spiritual power, and whispered to Mo Qin, "Puppet."
Puppet?
How could a street vendor be a puppet?
Subconsciously, Mo Qin looked at the pedestrians around him and seemed to have noticed a few suspicious people.
In just such a short while, countless passers-by passed by the two of them.
Some of them are in a hurry, while others are strolling leisurely. Who knows how many puppets there are among them?
How could there be puppets disguised as civilians in a capital city of the mortal world?
Such puppets will be exposed after living together for a long time, so it is very likely that they are living here instead of existing people.
So where did the original people go?
After confirming that there was more than one puppet on this street, the two went to other streets and indeed found puppets there.
Apart from the initial surprise, Chang Qing's expression remained normal afterwards, like a man who had seen the world.
Seeing that Mo Qin was very concerned about this matter, he revealed: "I have heard a little about the legend of the sword."
Mo Qin: “?”
This story isn't entirely false?
"But it wasn't a precious sword, but an evil sword. It wasn't buried by the emperor, but sealed away by someone."
"It's been thousands of years. Based on the approximate location left behind, the sword should be in the capital."
Yes.
That thing must be Bai Yu’s target this time.
A bold guess is that the sword is not only in the capital, but may also be under the palace.
Mo Qin didn't dare to delay any longer and hurried towards the palace.
I just hope I can find the sword before Bai Yu.
Chang Qing chased after him, "Since it is a seal, it is not so easy to break it."
"Those puppets in the city should be related to breaking the formation. We still have time, so there's no need to rush."
To break such a seal, not only a lot of preparation is needed, but also the time to break the formation needs to be carefully chosen.
And that birthday was Yi Mengqi’s birthday.
That is tomorrow.
Of course, if one is strong enough, the conditions for breaking the formation may not need to be too harsh.
But there is still a problem now. Mo Qin doesn't know where the sword is.
The palace is also very large.
It's not so easy to find the sword.
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