Chapter 337 1.337 A Bumpkin
Uncle Mo's phoenix eyes were light and his face was warm. He just stretched out his hand and flicked his sleeve before walking forward without paying attention.
It was as if, just now, it wasn't a beautiful girl trying to throw herself into his arms, but a bird without eyes flew over, and he unceremoniously bounced it out...
Classmate Anhua, who was following behind her master, let out a silent chuckle in her heart, and followed like a dog.
The master occasionally goes crazy or something, just pretend he didn't see it. He is a caring and loyal little guard, he won't say things like Master, you are really crazy!
Mo Lian took only two steps, then suddenly stopped, and suddenly looked back, her slightly squinted phoenix eyes swept past the pedestrians behind her.
The passers-by in a hurry, when their eyes fell on him, they all subconsciously paused, and their eyes stayed on him for half a moment.
Dressed in a moon-white robe, the tall and tall young man has a tall and straight figure, with sparse and graceful eyebrows, as graceful as glass, like a touch of crystal jade falling from a snowy peak, with an indescribably lingering beauty .
An Hua was slightly taken aback, and took two steps forward and called softly, "Master?"
Mo Lian looked away, and muttered to herself, "I have a strange feeling, as if..." The little guy had already come to him.
"You go to a few nearby inns and ask."
"Yes." An Hua immediately took the order and led a small group of young men in black to inspect the inn from house to house.
When Anhua led a group of teenagers through a house with a tall and wide gate, where adventurers came and went, and the hustle and bustle of pavilions, they just looked up at the big black-and-gilt signboard, and then walked quickly from the door with calm eyes. Walked by, never took anyone in to take a look.
In Zhaohui Pavilion, student Qiao Mu stood in front of the counter expressionlessly, flipping through a box of blank talisman papers provided by the shopkeeper.
"This is all the blank talisman paper in this pavilion." The old shopkeeper was over fifty years old, with a simple and kind face, and there was always a faint smile on his face.
Qiao Mu nodded, and closed the box of blank talisman papers, "How much grain is exchanged?"
She has practiced in closed doors at the teacher's gate for many years, and she has no idea what the prices in the outside world are like, so she asked this question.
The old shopkeeper was taken aback, and before he could speak, he heard a pointed laughter mixed with strong sarcasm from behind, "Hehe, a country bumpkin, and I'll give you food in exchange! What a joke, get out of the way!"
Qiao Mu turned his head slightly to see that a girl with an oval face and brows was walking forward proudly with her chin raised.
The girl looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a blue brocade shirt with butterfly pattern, red gauze overlay, and a lake green pleated skirt on her lower body. The skirt twirls and floats lightly when she walks, and the wind is blowing when she walks.
"Shopkeeper, I'm here to pick up the defensive black robe I ordered yesterday." The girl held her chin high, as if her chin would fall off immediately if she didn't hold it up.
When the girl approached, she deliberately slammed her shoulder into a side tree.
How could Qiao Mu let her succeed, she avoided it by herself, but her brows were slightly twitched, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and she thought: What a proud woman.
"Miss Ning, things are ready." The shopkeeper smiled at her without much fluctuation.
Taking out a long brocade box from the bottom of the cabinet, the shopkeeper put it in front of the girl, stretched out his hand and said politely, "According to the rules, please show your treasure talisman."