[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

After returning to her room and lying on the bed, Meng Jiang closed her eyes and called the Ghost Network Three System in her mind. As expected, there was no response, and her heart sank.

She raised her hand and grabbed a handful of hair. The soft, thick black hair was wrapped around her fingers. She smoothed it down and picked out two fallen hairs, which were tangled together. My eyes have already adapted to the darkness, so I can see some things clearly. Meng Jiang used her other hand to pick off the two hairs and threw them on the ground. She couldn't help but start to guess how the silver hairpin would return to her hand tomorrow.

The purpose of her giving the silver hairpin to Muqi was, firstly, to test the other person's attitude, and also to test whether her guess was correct; and secondly, she used the silver hairpin to kill the first person in this world. Chito accepted the silver hairpin, which was equivalent to accepting her letter of challenge.

Now that the other party has come here, no matter what his purpose is, there must always be an end between her and Muchito, even if it is just to extinguish the evil thoughts and anger in her heart.

After waiting for a while, he didn't hear the expected "ghost" scream again, so Meng Jiang reluctantly pursed his lips and wondered what method Muchito would use to get the hairpin.

This was a boring question, comparable to counting sheep, so before she could think of the twentieth method, Meng Jiang fell asleep and slept until dawn.

Xiao Wu pestered Meng Jiang and Tang San to go out for a walk during breakfast. It was easy for Meng Jiang, she was about to go out, and Tang San looked like he was preparing to practice for a day. If the little rabbit hadn't stared at him with a pair of big resentful eyes, Tang San would have been bored in the hotel until Shrek Sign up.

Soto City is very prosperous, the pace of life is very fast, and pedestrians come and go in a hurry, giving Meng Jiang a strange and familiar illusion.

However, even in the most prosperous city, there will be rats in the sewers, and there will be dark and dirty corners and ragged beggars in places that most people cannot see.

Meng Jiang was holding an umbrella in one hand, and the other hand was like an iron clamp clasping a dirty little hand that was reaching for the pear velvet silk bag on his waist. No matter how panicked and struggling the owner of the hand was, he could not move at all.

"Little baby, you can't open this bag even if you take it away." Meng Jiang said with a smile. He still didn't move his hands away, but he didn't use any force. It was just a simple restraint, which did not cause the little beggar who was stealing any pain. .

The pear velvet silk bag was bound to her. Except for Meng Jiang herself, no one else could take out anything from the package, so she tied the package around her waist in a conspicuous manner.

Tang San and Xiao Wu who were walking in front turned their heads when they heard the sound. Meng Jiang just heard that Tang San wanted to visit the store that seemed to be related to the soul master, and he felt Muchito's aura again. He wanted to say to separate and move, but was interrupted by the little beggar who suddenly appeared. .

Shaking his head at the two of them to show that nothing was wrong, Meng Jiang took out a handkerchief from the package, spread out the little beggar's clenched palms and wiped them clean one by one, without any sign of disgust: "Are you hungry? That's why. Are you going to steal something?"

Seeing that Meng Jiang didn't seem angry, the little beggar slowed down his struggle and nodded hesitantly.

"In this case..." Meng Jiang thought for a moment and said to Tang San, "Why don't Tang San and Xiao Wu go to that store, and I'll take this little kid to have something to eat."

Meng Jiang looks like he is only twelve years old, so he can be called "little baby" easily.

"That's okay." Tang San nodded in agreement, "Then where will we meet later?"

"Where is the meeting place..." Meng Jiang looked up and saw what seemed to be an open-air stall in the distance. The shop owner was sitting on a pony with a hood on, his face hidden in the shadow of the hood, and in front of him were small dark gold Nian beast pottery sculptures. Meng Jiang's lips suddenly evoked a fleeting and inexplicable smile, and he pointed, "Let's meet in front of that stall. I'm quite interested in that stall and want to visit it later."

"Okay." Tang San said he understood, watching Meng Jiang and the little beggar walk into a shop selling food.

He had noticed a long time ago that Meng Jiang had a strange and contradictory temperament. She can treat dirty beggars equally and tenderly, but there is something in her heart that is so arrogant that she is almost arrogant and condescending.

Irrelevant thoughts disappeared in a flash, and Tang San and Xiao Wu walked into the shop that seemed to be related to the spirit master.

Meng Jiang spent money to buy a few steamed buns for the little beggar, and ordered a bowl of porridge. He placed the porridge bowl in front of the little beggar and said calmly: "Just say it's not enough. It's okay to take some more away when you're full." , but the food is fragrant, so be careful not to be robbed by bad guys. You must not be able to rob it with your skinny appearance, or... I will give you some money? This is easier to hide, you can buy whatever you want to eat. "

She rambled on for a long time, Luo Liba said, but she didn't really care about it. It was just to waste time. The little beggar was a little moved.

The child swallowed the food in his mouth and almost choked. He took the bowl that Meng Jiang pushed forward and took a sip of porridge before he recovered. Then he seemed to be bolder. He looked up at Meng Jiang and said, "Thank you. But this meal is enough. Originally...it was wrong for me to steal your things..."

menu ,do not worry about it."

She spoke without emotion. She sat with her chin propped up and watched the little beggar finish eating. Then she took out a small bag of soul coins: "There are almost a hundred copper soul coins in it...I can't remember clearly. There may be a few more." A Gintama Coin is enough for you to use for a while anyway. However, no matter how much money you have, it will be spent. I suggest you sort yourself out, buy some clothes that look good, and then find a place to work as a helper and earn some money. Live a life without stealing or begging.”

"This... this is too much..." The little beggar was a little panicked. The wonderful thing of pie in the sky fell on his head. This feeling was too illusory, and it always felt like a knife dipped in honey.

"I said, just treat it as if I have more money." Poverty alleviation, Meng Jiang added these two words in his mind, waved his hand casually, saw that the little beggar had finished eating, led him out of the shop, and put the money bag away In the palm of the little beggar's hand, "You go, I have something else to do. Remember, hide the money, otherwise if someone robs it, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Thank you, um..." The little beggar glanced at Meng Jiang secretly and whispered, "Your handkerchief was stained by me. If you don't want it, can... can you give it to me?"

"Okay, give it to you." She handed over the handkerchief, and the little beggar took it and carefully put it in his arms. Then the little beggar bowed to her and ran away.

This incident was just a small episode, and Meng Jiang didn't care. He stayed with the little beggar for a while just to make someone wait longer. It was really just good luck for the little beggar to be hit by the pie.

She walked towards the stall she pointed to before, and when she got closer, she heard the stall owner occasionally yelling lazily: "Smash the cans, one copper coin and a small silver hammer, one silver soul coin and a small gold hammer, the small gold hammer is better than The small silver hammer has a high probability of hitting something, and if it hits something, you can just take it away."

There are very few people who know how to play this kind of game that relies purely on luck. After all, the stall owner didn’t say what was in the jar at all. If it was all empty, wouldn’t he be cheated out of his money? And most people think that the probability of a small silver hammer or a small gold hammer is bluffing. Therefore, even if one or two people came up to ask occasionally, they would leave muttering.

But Meng Jiang suddenly remembered that in her previous life, when she was still young, before she was sent to Penglai, Muchito wandered with her in the rivers and lakes. He held her hand and walked on the streets of old Chang'an, leading her to smash cans and spend a lot of money on hammers, but nothing good came out. Later, she was so wronged that her eyes were swollen from crying, but she was easily coaxed by the other party with a bunch of candied haws.

Now that I think about it, it’s really not cost-effective. At any rate… I’ll have to pay for three skewers.

At this time, Tang San and Xiao Wu had arrived. Meng Jiang walked forward and heard Xiao Wu saying angrily: "What? It's just a lie. He is simply a black-hearted profiteer!"

The stall owner raised his head and smiled at Xiao Wu. Under his hood was an ordinary young man's face, but Meng Jiang suddenly smiled.

"It's not a lie. It's just that the things in the beast jars have been designated by a designated person these days. If it's not that person, then naturally you can't hit anything. This must be why the boss sells like this." She fought with Tang San Xiaowu He said hello, took out a copper soul coin and said to the stall owner, "Give me a small silver hammer."

"That's exactly the truth." The stall owner nodded, his dull eyes lowered, and he didn't accept the copper soul coin. "Since the lady is a sensible person, I won't charge you any money and give you something in exchange. "

Meng Jiang narrowed his eyes and took back the soul coin from Shan Ruliu. He thought to himself, "I want to see what kind of tricks you are playing, Muchito." He raised his hand and took off the silver hairband used to tie his hair.

She followed the stall owner's wishes and threw the hair tie into the water basin nearby. The stall owner reached into the brazier next to the water basin and pulled out another white hair tie embroidered with gold thread: "With shark silk Replace it with fire-huan cloth. The shark's gauze will not get wet when exposed to water, and the fire-huan cloth will not burn when exposed to fire."

Tang San and Xiao Wu were surprised to see the shopkeeper put his hand into the brazier without any scratches, and heard the other party say: "This is your little silver hammer, it's free."

Tang San couldn't help but turn his gaze to Meng Jiang, wondering what the relationship between the stall owner and Meng Jiang was, otherwise why the two of them behaved like this, as if they were old friends.

Meng Jiang put the hair tie around his wrist, turned the delicate little silver hammer in his hand, glanced at the stall, then randomly selected a jar and smashed it. With a "crash", the jar shattered, and the broken pottery pieces appeared. He picked up a very familiar silver hairpin.

"Hmm~ Sure enough, someone said that I will definitely hit something this time." Meng Jiang pointed out, picked up the silver hairpin, blew it clean of the dust, used it to tie up her hair again, and tied it with a new hair tie .

Sure enough, Muchito was behind the Ghost Network Three System, and Muchito accepted her challenge. But what does a hair tie mean? Did he still think that it was possible for him and himself to be indistinguishable from each other as before?

ridiculous.

Meng Jiang had a soft smile on his face, but it made the little rabbit who was watching in confusion shuddered: "Jiang Jiang, let's go have lunch? Third brother has to go back to practice in the afternoon."

"Okay." Meng Jiang came back to his senses, looked at Tang San with an inquiring look, and subconsciously turned away, "Let's go back, just in time to show me what you have gained."

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