Chapter 413: Another Jade Slip

Seeing the shopkeeper's indifference, Zhang Xiaohua didn't take it seriously, and asked: "I remember that there seemed to be a weapon shop selling swords and swords here five years ago, why can't I find it now?"

"Huh?" The chubby shopkeeper was surprised, and said, "There was indeed a weapons shop here five years ago, but you have been there? Are you looking for that blacksmith for business?"

When Zhang Xiaohua heard this, she was overjoyed and said, "May I ask, where is the blacksmith now?"

The fat shopkeeper sighed and said: "To tell you the truth, my shop was originally a weapons shop back then. It's a pity that the technology in these years is not as good as ours. The blacksmith's craftsmanship is good, but there is no People know that the business of this armory shop has always been bleak, three years ago, he really couldn't continue to do it, and he didn't want to make farm tools, so he had to sell the shop to me."

"What happened later?" Zhang Xiaohua was only concerned about the whereabouts of the blacksmith.

"Later?" The chubby shopkeeper said sadly, "The blacksmith is considered unappreciated, and his body has been exhausted from blacksmithing all day long. When he wanted to go to a foreign land to make a living, he had no energy to spare, so he had to stay here to languish. , Alas, the store made some money from the sale, and all of it was drunk. Last year, he got very drunk and slept outside, and a heavy snow froze him to death."

"Ah?" Zhang Xiaohua was stunned, and said, "Last year, wasn't it a month ago?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" The shopkeeper asked, "If you're looking for him now, could it be some relative of his?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled wryly: "This guy's associative power is really rich."

Said: "No, I just want to ask him something."

"What's the matter? Are you here to ask him about what happened five years ago?" In an instant, the fat shopkeeper's gossiping heart was raised high, and he said strangely: "Young man, what's the matter? I have also been friends with the blacksmith for more than ten years, and I know many things about him, that is, he and the widow Zhenxi..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be leaking, so he quickly looked around and said, "I know many things about him, especially his privacy. If you are his son who is looking for relatives, I can give you a certificate. He is still outside the town. There is an acre of three-tenths of land, and no one takes care of it, so I can help you with this!"

"Wow~ Who are these people?" Zhang Xiaohua was sweating for a while, waved her hands again and again and said, "It's nothing, shopkeeper, I don't know this blacksmith before, I just asked him some technical questions, if he's not here, forget about it."

"Don't." The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Xiaohua and said, "Young man, there's nothing to be shy about, just speak up if you have something to say, why bother talking about technical issues? Tell me, where did you find it?"

Zhang Xiaohua didn't want to tell the shopkeeper about Xiaojian at first, but seeing how enthusiastic this guy was, if he didn't explain things clearly, he might still be labeled as "what the hell". Reluctantly, he took out the little sword from his bosom and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I passed this town with my uncle five years ago and bought a long sword from his weapon shop..."

Before he could finish speaking, the shopkeeper quickly waved his hand and said, "It's been five years. I don't care to return the things that the blacksmith sold. Besides, I don't know where to put those old swords. You're still dead." Be careful."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he caught sight of Zhang Xiaohua's little sword, and couldn't help screaming: "Huh?" He stretched out his hand and said, "Can you let me see it?"

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua handed over the little sword.

The storekeeper looked left and right, smiled, and said: "You young man, you are not young, you are still lying, don't lie to me, I know your sword, I sent it to him The blacksmith told me that he bought one and got one free, and he didn’t collect any money at all. If you want to return it now and exchange it for a long sword, there is no door!!!”

The shopkeeper spoke righteously, seemed to have caught Zhang Xiaohua's tricks, and was very proud of it.

Zhang Xiaohua was truly overjoyed when she heard this.

Hastily took the little sword and said with a smile: "This uncle has misunderstood me. I haven't finished my words yet. How can I return it? I was just young and used this little sword as a toy. I have been playing with it for several years. I like it very much, but there is a cousin in my family who is just growing up, and he also likes this little sword. I have to have it, and I don’t want to bear the pain to part with it, so I’m passing through the town today, and I want to find one in the weapon shop. of."

"Since this little sword-style uncle's thing, is there any other similar things?"

"This?" The storekeeper was a little embarrassed when he heard this, Zhang Xiaohua quickly took out a few copper coins from his arms, put them on the counter, and said with a smile: "It's just a child's toy, if you still have it, take it out , this time I can’t ask for it for nothing.”

When the storekeeper saw the copper coins, he immediately smiled, but he still had a little bit of reluctance, and said: "The guest officer will be disappointed, this thing is not produced by himself, but picked up from outside."

Zhang Xiaohua smiled, pushed the copper coins over, and said, "It's okay, just tell me about Xiaojian."

The shopkeeper picked up the copper coins with great dexterity with his fat hands, and shouted: "Little San, come here for me."

The fat young man who was packing up pork in the distance came in response, and said naively, "What's the matter? Daddy."

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua quickly handed over the little sword again, the storekeeper took it, put it in front of Xiaosan and asked, "Look at this little sword, did you pick it up when you went up the mountain to play eight or nine years ago?"

The young man took it, looked at it carefully, and tried his best to recall, saying: "Daddy, it's been many years, who still remembers it clearly?"

The shopkeeper hated that iron could not be made into steel, and scolded: "Why don't you remember? I clearly remember that you picked it up, so I sent it to this blacksmith to sell it on behalf of him."

The young man scratched his head and said, "Maybe. But Daddy, I really can't remember."

"You!" Seeing that his son returned the little sword, the shopkeeper couldn't help but return the little sword to Zhang Xiaohua, and was about to speak, but Zhang Xiaohua asked first: "Xiao San, I want to ask you, when you were young Where do you usually play?"

Xiaosan scratched her head again and said, "There are fun places around the town, and I have visited almost all of them."

Zhang Xiaohua was speechless, this guy is really not the usual mischievous, but why has he changed so much now? Not at all naughty and clever?

At this time, Xiaosan stopped scratching her head suddenly, and seemed to think of something, and said, "Oh, I seem to remember, this little sword seems to have been discovered when I was digging out bird eggs when I was young, and it even cut my hand , shed a lot of blood!"

The shopkeeper laughed and scolded: "When you were young, you were thirteen or fourteen years old, and you could jump up and down and climb trees."

Zhang Xiaohua was a little nervous and said, "Then do you remember where you got the bird eggs?"

"Of course I remember. It's the big pagoda tree in the west corner on the bald mountain in the south of the town. Ever since I cut my hand that time, I never dared to climb that tree again."

"Is that so?" Zhang Xiaohua listened thoughtfully.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly said: "How about this, young man, where do you live? When it dawns tomorrow, let Xiaosan take you there to have a look, maybe you can pick one up again? The child is also idle. , you can just give me some pocket money tomorrow."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua waved her hands again and again and said: "No need, uncle, I just came here to try my luck, if I don't have one, it's fine, at worst, I'll just buy it for him elsewhere, I really don't dare to bother you. "

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands to thank him and left the shop.

The little sword is a weapon of the Immortal Dao, and there may be other artifacts of the Immortal Dao beside it, how could Zhang Xiaohua ask others to look for it together? After leaving the butcher's shop, Zhang Xiaohua saw that it was still early, so she performed lightness kung fu and headed south.

After reaching the south of the town, Zhang Xiaohua cautiously asked the locals before setting off again. While driving forward, she released her spiritual sense to watch. Not long after, she found the bald mountain mentioned by Xiaosan in her spiritual sense. Moreover, the big locust tree is still alive.

However, to Zhang Xiaohua's disappointment, there was no fluctuation of vitality within her consciousness.

Whether to go or not, Zhang Xiaohua hesitated.

However, the feeling of entering Baoshan and returning empty-handed made him a little unwilling. After a little thought, he still chose to go there.

This is a very ordinary bare mountain, there are no trees, only some snow, and the big locust tree next to it is also covered with snow and branches.

Coming under the big locust tree, Zhang Xiaohua sat cross-legged, completely let go of her spiritual consciousness, and searched carefully around, bit by bit. After about a meal, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly appeared With a movement, Shi Zhan Tudun came to the other side of the Bald Mountain, where there was a small river flowing with gurgling water.

Without hesitation, Zhang Xiaohua walked to an unusually dark place by the river, where there were many shrubs such as dead branches and thorns, Zhang Xiaohua released the flying sword, and after a short while, a large gap was cleared, He walked over, squatted down on one side of the river bank, picked up the small sword and dug randomly. After a while, he dug out a bunch of messy things from the soil. Zhang Xiaohua didn't think it was dirty. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped up the things he had dug out, and put them in his arms carefully, then stood up contentedly, and ran towards the brightly lit town with lightness kung fu.

When they got back to the inn, Nie Qianyu and Xiao Juzi had already gone to bed, Zhang Xiaohua went back to her room, fetched water and washed the things in the handkerchief one by one, and then put them on the table to watch carefully.

These are several pale white jade slips and a green jade ring, but except for one of which still has a faint fluctuation of vitality, the others are no different from ordinary jade wares. Zhang Xiaohua picked up the pale white one with fluctuations. Jade slips, infiltrated with spiritual consciousness, waited until he saw the handwriting inside, he couldn't help but feel happy!

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