The Empress is still on the run

After this public class was over, the students in the classroom dispersed, and the young man sitting next to him also rushed to other classes. Before leaving, Xiao Wan looked at him a few times, but Xiao Wan was a little preoccupied. Slow down.

In the afternoon, I learned the course of cultivation methods. The other children were very interested. Xiao Wan just dealt with it. He has his own unique cultivation method, so there is no need to learn this.

There was nothing special about the school experience, only the first class was fresh in his memory.The mercenary guild and the arena are just looking at the flowers. After all, the spiritual power of the Sixteenth Heaven is still low. Whether it is fighting or dispatching missions, there is not enough visibility. Xiao Wan is somewhat disappointed, but he came here to see the outside world. World, there is one more important thing, to buy a protective spiritual weapon for daddy.

He has a scholarship from the school in his hand, plus the money Xiao Xueman got from selling the ghost wolf last time, there are as many as a hundred spirit jades, of which the ghost wolf money is the most.The currency system of the Spirit World Continent is universal. The lower realms commonly use spirit stones, spirit jade, etc. One hundred spirit stones can be exchanged for one spirit jade. Generally speaking, in the seventeenth heaven, the basic living expenses of a family are two to two dollars a month. Ten spirit jades are enough, so this amount of money is considered a huge sum of money for a child.

Not all weapons can be called spiritual weapons. As the name suggests, only those that have spiritual power circulation in the weapon and can optimize the application of spiritual power for the user are called spiritual weapons.Spiritual artifacts are divided into one to nine stars, and it would be nice to be able to buy a one-star protective spiritual artifact here.

Xiao Wan was looking forward to the plan of the big market on the last day.On that day, they visited in small groups. Xiao Wan and his first-grade children were watched by two teachers as they walked slowly on the crowded street.

There are some well-decorated shops in the big market, but most of them are street stalls. When Xiao Wan arrived here, he realized that his previous plan was really immature.

This is a place where fish and dragons are mixed, the products are chaotic, and there are many scammers, and their group is under the supervision of the teacher, so there is very little space and time for free activities.

The shops are a little more formal than the stalls on the street, but the prices are ridiculously high. Most of the one-star spiritual weapons sell for more than [-] Lingyu. Xiao Wan's money is not even a fraction, and the shops outside are much cheaper, but those People saw that he was young and full of nonsense, and Xiao Wan didn't have much experience, so he couldn't tell whether those things were real or fake, so he didn't dare to buy them.

There were too many people in the big market, and Xiao Wan was persistent, and often stopped to take a look. He just took a few extra glances at a stall, and when he turned around, he couldn't see the teacher.

Maybe it was dispersed by the crowd.

Xiao Wan is not in a hurry. It is broad daylight. Although there are many people, there are managers in uniforms in the market to maintain order. The place is square and the road is not difficult to remember. When the time comes, he will return to the gate. Wait, the teachers will find it sooner or later.

Xiao Wan continued to walk forward, remembering the path she had traveled, and staying to take a look when she encountered a shop she was interested in.

But he is too young, and he is always crowded by the crowd. For example, in this clothing store, he didn't want to come in, but he was forced to go in anyway.

There were a lot of people in the store, most of them were concentrated at the counter on the right. After Xiao Wan came in, he realized that the clothing store did not mainly sell decorative clothes as he had imagined. They were functional things, and the crowded counter on the right seemed to sell light and strong clothes, as well as some small items such as leather gloves and knee pads.

Dad doesn't usually fight, so he shouldn't need these... right?

Xiao Wan recalled that night a month ago, suddenly a little uncertain.

Of course, most of the time, Xiao Xueman stayed at home and did not go out.

Xiao Wan walked around the store and stopped at a corner, but there was no one there.

A few furry cloaks were hung in the corner. Xiao Wan couldn't tell what kind of beast's fur it was, but it looked very warm.

The weather on the [-]th Heaven and the [-]th Heaven is different. It is not the season to wear such thick clothes. It is normal that there is no business here.But according to Xiao Wan's memories of the past few years, the seventeenth heaven is about to usher in cold weather, and the winter there is very long and extremely cold.

After walking around for a while, Xiao Wan had almost given up on the idea of ​​buying a protective spirit weapon. He really didn't have enough money, so he thought about the next best thing, and it would be good to buy some practical things.

The counter in the store was very high, Xiao Wan climbed onto the high stool in front of the counter using both hands and feet, he sat down, then cleared his throat, and asked, "Is anyone there? I want to see that dress."

The clerks are all busy on the other side without touching the ground. There are too many customers and it’s noisy. They can’t hear Xiao Wan’s voice. of.

Xiao Wan was not in a hurry, he waited for a while, raised his head and looked carefully at the cloak hanging on the wall, he could almost imagine how his father would look wearing it, it must be nice and warm.

At this time, a person suddenly came out from behind, Xiao Wan looked at it, and found that he was wearing clothes similar to those of the other shop assistants, so he hurriedly said: "Hi, can you take a look at that dress for me?"

Hearing the voice, the man turned his head to take a look. Only then did Xiao Wan realize that this man looked very old, he was a grandpa, unlike a shop assistant, he might be the shop owner.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The person who seemed to be the owner of the store had a very good service attitude. He didn't look down on him because he was a child. He walked over slowly and took the clothes off the wall.

Xiao Wan stretched out her hand and touched the fur on it lightly, it was as soft as he imagined.

"This is the fur of a forest rabbit. It's rare to see a forest rabbit of this size. It doesn't have any stray hairs. It's of good quality," the man slowly introduced. For whom?"

"Buy it for my dad."

"That must be fitting."

Xiao Wan said "hmm", he was hesitating whether to buy it or not, but he didn't notice that the person behind the counter was looking at him all the time.

Yes, he is indeed the owner of this shop.

He owns more than this one store, and has stores in many cities in the Sixteenth Heaven. Today, he came to visit this store in Bai Xuecheng just because of the purchase. When he reached the child, he stopped.

It's not because he has a sense of service, it's just that the kid's face is very familiar to the owner.

Where have you seen it?

The owner thought hard.

In the Sixteenth Heaven, according to the strength of most people, the life expectancy is about 100 years. He spent money to buy some natural materials and earth treasures, and he lived to be nearly [-] years old. After holding on for a while, my memory is failing, and I can't remember many things.

But this face, he must have seen it, and it must have left a deep impression on him.But at this moment, he couldn't remember.

The shopkeeper seems to be competing with his brain, trying to search every corner of the memory.

Xiao Wan was also thinking about it at this time, and he asked the price: "How much is it?"

When he asked, he was a little apprehensive, afraid that he could not even afford this.

The price of this fur cloak is not cheap, two hundred spiritual jade, although it has no spiritual power, this material is very rare.

The shopkeeper looked at the child's expectant eyes, and when he opened his mouth, it was as if a god sent a ghost, and the price he said was halved in an instant: "...one hundred Lingyu."

Xiao Wan breathed a sigh of relief, the money in his hand was just right, but he still wanted to bring a gift to Uncle Shen.

In the end, during Xiao Wan's hard bargaining, he bought this cloak and a fur waist protector with a hundred Lingyu. He still remembered that Uncle Shen had the worst waist injury, and a warm waist protector should be practical.

The cloak and girdle were bigger than Xiao Wan's whole body after being wrapped, and the shop owner also pulled a small wooden trolley for him from behind, put the package of clothes on it, and Xiao Wan could pull it away.

"Thank you," Xiao Wan politely thanked the shopkeeper before leaving, "You are really a good person."

The shopkeeper looked at him, but he still didn't grasp the memory fragment, but felt that the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. It was nothing to him to earn more than 100 Lingyu and a worthless car.

"Little customers can sit in our store for a while," he said, "it's okay."

Xiao Wan looked at the time, it was getting late, he declined the shopkeeper's kindness, and walked back slowly with the cart, and after a while, he met the teacher who came over.

"I was scared to death!" The teacher was still in shock, "If it is really lost, how can we explain to the parents!"

Xiao Wan was calm, and comforted her: "It's okay, I just bought something."

After he left, the shopkeeper was still in a daze.

The clerk at the counter seemed to have no understanding of the transaction just now, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help reminding him in a low voice: "The cloak is sold at a loss, and the material alone costs more than 70 Lingyu. That’s not counting the processing fee.”

The shopkeeper waved his hand, but he was not angry. His current wealth doesn't care about Lingyu at all.

"I have a predestined relationship with that child," he said, "not to mention..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he seemed to have caught something in the blink of an eye.

"Did you just say, the material collector?"

The shopkeeper remembered.

When he was still very young, he was just a leather merchant, and he didn't have so many shops, and he didn't have much money.At that time, he was not in Bai Xuecheng, but lived in Qingye City, which is far away from here.

The fur merchant's business is actually very simple. They buy the furs of wild animals they hunt from Lingxiu, do some processing and then sell them, and all they earn are hard-working money.

At that time, there was a special young man among the spiritual practice he often cooperated with in Qingye City.

Generally, when spiritual practitioners enter the forest to hunt, they will form a team. Firstly, more people are less dangerous, and secondly, different attributes can cooperate with each other to challenge more powerful and better quality beasts. However, this young man is alone, and many people are behind him. He said that he was an ominous person, with bad luck and bad talent, so he was abandoned by his family from the upper world and fell all the way here. He also had a bad temper and was very vicious. Normal people didn't want to have any contact with him.

The young man is of the Fire Department. At the beginning, the fur he hunted always had a large area of ​​burn marks, which could not be sold for much. After several suggestions from him, the fur he sent back only had a hole in the vital part. Everything else is clean and beautiful.

The shop owner only wanted to make money, as long as the material was good, it didn't matter what the rumors were, but every time he came to collect the leather materials on time, he would find wounds on the boy's body that couldn't be concealed.

In fact, the young man's spiritual power is mediocre, and hunting is dangerous, half of which comes from the ferocity of wild beasts, and half of it comes from competitors. In the forest, things often happen to snatch prey. He is alone, so naturally he can't beat other teams.

No one has the leisure to sympathize with him, the weak prey on the strong, and life is not an easy thing.

Then one day, something different happened.

There was another person in the boy's house, who came from nowhere, who seemed to be about the same age as him.When the shop owner came to collect the materials, he saw the man holding a green ointment and applying medicine to the wound on the young man's body. He moved very lightly and asked him, "Does it hurt? If it hurts, just tell me, and I will take it lightly."

People who have been in pain for a long time can't stand such gentle treatment.

The shop owner was curious, so he took another look. He saw a pair of green eyes, and also saw an unforgettable beauty.

But he had time to take a look, and the next second, the boy raised his hand ferociously to cover that face, turned around and stared at him: "What are you looking at? Why don't you get out of here quickly after you took something?"

He had no choice but to leave.

Many years later, the hard-working leather merchant became the big shopkeeper of a wealthy party, and that young man...became Wangtiandijun.

That was Qin Lou.

The owner remembers this experience deeply. When he was not that old, he often mentioned it to others in a showy manner. Of course, it was beautified. If the truth is told, Dijun was basically abused in the Sixteenth Heaven. , that really doesn't sound good.

But now that I am old, it is not so easy to pick up this real memory.

After finally remembering it, he finally understood why he felt the child's face was familiar.

That child looks very similar to the person in memory who gave Dijun medicine and gently asked him if it hurts, very similar, even the pair of beautiful green eyes are exactly the same.

When the shopkeeper remembered, after chasing him out, Xiao Wan had already gone far away, the street was crowded with people, and the child was nowhere to be seen.

He came alone again, and the shopkeeper could only recall that he wanted to buy the cloak for his father at home, and there was no other information.

Is it a coincidence?It looks like this.

The shopkeeper stood outside for a while, then went back after being dazed for a while.

He then felt ridiculous, if it was really that person's child, how could he fall into the sixteenth heaven?