Quickly wear white moonlight, she took the villain script

Chapter 129 This Immortal Monarch Is Not Right 25
"It is said that thousands of years ago, a red sword fell into the world, and it happened to fall on the border of Wuji Kingdom..."

"Many people moved their minds and wanted to take this sword as their own. They all died before they could touch the sword. Only the emperor of Wuji Kingdom at that time..."

"..."

[-] words are omitted here to boast about the emperor's hymn at that time.

Mo Qin: "What about the last sword?"

I haven't heard of any peerless swords in the palace either.

If there is such a thing, the emperor might have to confess it.

Seeing that the girl in front of him was attracted by the story he told, the old man stroked his beard and said in a babbling voice:
"This sword, no one can suppress it, so naturally it can only be buried with this or that emperor."

Buried.

Buried?

Is a peerless sword only suitable for being buried in the ground?
Wouldn't such a sword attract many immortals to covet it?
How could there be a chance of being buried.

Mo Qin was very skeptical about the authenticity of this incident. When she looked up, she saw Chang Qing standing by the window, looking at her and the old man, with a slight smile on her face.

I always feel like I'm making fun of her.

Chang Qing: Wrong, how could I laugh at you.

The old man didn't care about this, and after finishing the story, he glanced at the silver in her hand.

Just listen to a story.

Mo Qin put the silver on the old man's table, and the old man immediately picked up the silver to see if it was true or not, and then quickly put it into his arms, for fear that she would go back on his word.

She sighed slightly, got up and went downstairs, and left the teahouse.

This teahouse is opened on the busiest section of the road, and there are also some shops for eating, drinking and having fun on both sides.

When he saw a large ready-made clothing store, Mo Qin habitually took a few extra glances. Clothes of various styles and colors were hung on the shelves, and there were many women choosing inside, which looked very attractive.

She resisted the urge to go in and take a stroll, and walked along the wide stone road.

Chang Qing followed her gaze, saw the shop, and then looked at the plain robe Mo Qin was wearing now.

She put away all the beautiful and gorgeous dresses that she had prepared for her before, probably to avoid revealing her identity, so she couldn't wear them.

He didn't feel distressed at all, but rather gloated.

Who told her not to be obedient and insist on running around with these two people?

He even hoped that she would give up earlier and return to the sect.

Mo Qin had no choice but to wear a beautiful little skirt, so he set his sights on the street vendors on the side of the road.

A small stall selling sugar attracted her, and Mo Qin turned around and walked over.

On the wooden cart, there are sugar figures of various shapes, most of which are bright yellow syrup with a few strokes to outline lifelike small animals, and a few of them use colorful things as embellishments.

"Girl, are you a sugar buyer?"

Sensing that someone was coming, the middle-aged man asked while fiddling with the syrup in his hand.

"I can do anything."

Mo Qin's eyes scanned the candy figurines that had already been made, and the stall owner was still showing off his skills in a leisurely manner, as if his every move was like an order that had been set long ago.

One step and one fall follow the same arc, no more, no less.

She looked around, chose a dragon-shaped sugar figurine, then turned to look at Chang Qing, who shook her head, indicating that she didn't need it.

This kind of tooth-losing thing is only liked by little girls.

At this time, someone also came to the vendor.

The young girl pointed to a little rabbit sugar figurine and asked, "How much is this?"

The stall owner said with a serious look: "Three pennies."

This person followed me around for a long time, although I didn't know why he did this, but it was helping me anyway, so I had to treat him to a candy man anyway.

Mo Qin persuaded: "Eating sweets will make you feel better, don't you really want to have one? It won't cost much."

The stall owner said with a serious look again: "Three pennies."

It was like a puppet whose switch was triggered, the mechanism was straight and straight, and the tone didn't change much.

Mo Qin was taken aback, looked at the stall, and made sure that there were only the two of them and no other customers.

The stall owner is still serious about making a new sugar figurine, this time it is a little rabbit, because the girl just bought it was a little rabbit.

She tentatively asked, "I want two, how much?"

"Six coins."

"how much is it?"

"Three pennies."

It seems that as long as they hear 'how much', the stall owner will answer three pennies, and if they bring the quantity in front, the price will change.

This……

Chang Qing stepped forward, probed with 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 notice a few more suspicious people.

In just such a short while, countless passers-by have already passed by the two of them.

They are in a hurry, or wandering in the courtyard, who knows how many puppets are among them?

How could there be puppets pretending to be common people in a capital city in the mortal world?

Such puppet people will be exposed after getting along for a long time, so it is very likely that they are living here instead of people who already existed.

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 found the puppet as expected.

Except for the initial surprise, Chang Qing's expression remained normal afterwards, like a person who has 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: "?"

Isn't this story all false?

"But that's not a precious sword, but an evil sword, and it wasn't brought into the ground by the emperor, but sealed by someone."

"Thousands of years, according to the approximate location left at that time, the sword should be in the capital."

Yes.

That thing is Bai Yu's goal this time.

Boldly guess, the sword is not only in the capital, but it may also be under the palace.

Mo Qin didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurried to the direction of the palace.

He only hoped to find that sword before Bai Yu did.

Chang Qing chased after it, "Since it's a seal, it's not so easy to untie it."

"Those puppets in the city should be related to breaking the formation. We still have time, so don't worry too much."

Breaking such a sealing formation requires not only a lot of preparation, but also careful selection when breaking the formation.

And that birthday was the day of Yi Mengqi's birthday.

That is tomorrow.

Of course, if the strength is strong, the conditions for breaking the formation may not need to be too harsh.

But now there is another problem that Mo Qin doesn't know where the sword is.

The palace is also very big.

Not so easy to find the sword.

(End of this chapter)