However, before Huangfu Ning could pick up the box, the boss suddenly stepped between him and the box and said awkwardly, "Hey, Mr. Ning, the head shopkeeper has something else for me to tell you."
Huangfu Ning was stunned for a moment. Could Hua Wuxin be trying to raise the price? He was also someone who had been cheated by the black market. It was okay once, but if it happened again, wouldn't it be very embarrassing? "Shopkeeper, why don't you just say it directly? I'm a little pressed for time."
The boss bowed and explained, "It's like this. The head shopkeeper said that business has its own rules. Money is paid for goods. These things are not all given to Master Ning for free."
Huangfu Ning's heart skipped a beat. As expected, the black market was a veritable bloodsucking worm. He wondered when Hua Wuxin had ever been so generous. "Tell me how much you want. My Huangfu family can afford this."
The coffin shop owner saw that he had misunderstood his meaning and hurriedly explained, "The head shopkeeper said that these are naturally gifts for Master Ning. However, he still wants to ask Master Ning to settle the losses he suffered in the black market."
Huangfu Ning recalled that he didn't seem to owe Hua Wuxin any favors. As far as he knew, no one in the Huangfu family had ever brought bad luck upon Hua Wuxin. "This loss could be big or small if you calculate it. Boss, please give me an actual number."
The coffin shop owner saw that Huangfu Ning was a good person to talk to, so after thinking about it, he decided not to cheat him. He just said, "The thing is, the previous incident with the living dead in the capital caused a lot of losses in the black market. The rest is fine, but when you add it all up, it comes to this amount."
Huangfu Ning looked at the hand waving in front of him, and felt a pang of pain in his heart: "... As usual, bring paper and pen."
"Mr. Ning is straightforward!"
As he left the coffin shop with his belongings, Huangfu Ning's expression was heavy. He certainly didn't have that much money on him. He had handed over his heirloom jade pendant and signed a receipt. He only needed to take it to the Huangfu family to exchange for silver on the black market.
Just like he said, the Huangfu family could still afford this money, but this time it was really a bit more. They spent so much for a little-known Huangfu Zhong, and when he did something wrong, he had to clean up the mess. He always felt that this trip was too much of a loss.
Thinking of this, Huangfu Ning couldn't help but look up, looking at the sky and sighing: "Huangfu Zhong, I really don't want to rescue you at all now. I think even if I sell you out, you can't afford to compensate me!"
On the other side, after Wang Ruo's old subordinates in white clothes waited for "Lu Mu", the group carefully fled from the capital city and stopped in a cave in the shade of Shouyang Mountain.
This cave has all the necessary daily necessities, including dry food, water and rice. The cave, which should have been damp, dark and chilling, seems to have become warm due to the long-term nourishment of human popularity.
"......" When Yao Chen, who had finally had a good sleep without dreams, slowly opened his eyes, he saw only a cluster of flickering candlelight in front of him. He was dazed and could not react for a moment to whether he was still dreaming or not.
After Xihe heard some changes in Yaochen's breathing, he said softly, "Are you awake?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Yao Chen's breathing suddenly became rapid. How could this person who had never appeared in his dreams appear so vividly before his eyes today: "......!"
Xihe chuckled and said, "It seems that he is truly awake now. Why does he still look dazed?"
"Xi, Xihe! Is that you? I'm not dreaming!"
Yao Chen hugged Xihe tightly, and after making sure that she was a living person and not a cold dream with only appearance, he could no longer hold back his tears, which had not shed a single tear even when he was tortured by Xiahou Qing, and now they wet Xihe's shoulders.
Xihe patted Yaochen's back gently, as if coaxing a child awakened by a nightmare, and said softly: "Of course it's not a dream. Your Xihe is not an ugly girl like me."
Although Xihe now gave people a different feeling than before, Yao Chen understood that this woman had become like this because she had experienced too much. This change was not a bad thing, she had just grown up from a child who knew nothing about the world.
Xihe heard Yaochen's breathing gradually calm down, so she took out the medicine from the warming box and said, "Okay, okay, calm down and drink the medicine first."
When Yao Chen took the tea bowl from Xihe, he was a little surprised. Wasn't this the set of tea bowls he gave to Xihe? She actually brought: "This tea bowl..."
Xihe smiled and asked, "It's ugly, I think so too. But since it looks ugly in a unique way, I just use it reluctantly."
The bitter medicine went down his throat, but his heart was sweet. After Yao Chen returned the medicine bowl, he said apologetically, "I didn't realize it was you at all."
Xihe smiled and said, "If you had figured it out, I wouldn't have been able to save you last night. Who knows, I might have actually gone to hell before you."
"Your face..."
Xihe thought Yaochen would never dare to ask this question in his lifetime. He held Yaochen's hand and said, "You only remembered to ask about my face now. Your reaction seems a little slow. It seems that you need to drink a few more doses of medicine."
"I clearly saw it that day..." He clearly saw that in the heavy snow, Xiahou Qing slashed her body with a sword, and the ground was covered with bright red.
Xihe gently stroked the long scar on her face. She didn't need anyone to tell her, nor did she need to see it herself. She understood that this scar was actually very terrifying. However, she was blind and didn't care about these superficial appearances. "That sword cut from my chest to my face, but fortunately, I was lucky. While his men were dealing with the body, I gave my cloak to someone else and hid in an unfinished secret passage that was not marked on the map."
Yao Chen was stunned for a moment, then realized something. Xihe had been able to see the light because of the strange stone in the nameless cave. But when she was pretending to be Lu Mu, it didn't look like she had any eye problems. Could it be that Xihe had somehow managed to save her life and heal her eyes? "What about your eyes? How did you recover?"
Xihe explained with a smile, "I haven't recovered. I just feel much sharper than usual. Plus, in order to impersonate Lu Mu, I asked everyone to help me train. So, if I don't tell you now, under normal circumstances, you shouldn't be able to tell that I'm blind."
Yao Chen lowered his head and could only curse himself for being incompetent: "It's me who made you suffer."
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