Li Mo raised his head and just met his eyes. The middle-aged scribe raised the tea bowl in his hand and showed a kind smile.

"My husband is talking to you."

The pretty girl took a step forward and stared at Li Mo, seemingly dissatisfied with his silence.

"Me!?"

Li Mo stared at the middle-aged scribe and couldn't help but said, "Qingqing is a fortune teller?"

"You... are rude." Hearing this, the pretty girl suddenly became unhappy.

However, before she could argue with Li Mo, she was stopped by a middle-aged scribe who raised his hand to signal.

The pretty girl's expression changed slightly, she gritted her teeth and pushed the middle-aged scribe to Li Mo's table.

"Little brother, I am not a fortune teller, but a collector."

"Collector!?"

When Gu Changan heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "It turns out he is a businessman."

As long as a collector has rare goods to live in, and if he collects rare treasures, there will be trade.

"I don't know what your husband usually collects?"

Perhaps because he was bored during the journey, Li Mo also became interested and asked casually.

“All rare and rare things are involved.”

As he spoke, the middle-aged scribe took out a small box from his arms. It was only half the size of a palm. The edges and corners were gilded, and it looked quite precious.

"Meeting each other means we are destined to meet each other. I give this little gadget to the girl."

The middle-aged scribe turned his eyes lightly, but pushed the delicate small box in front of the person who understood Pipa.

"What's in here?"

Xie Pipa frowned slightly, looking at the middle-aged scribe in front of her, feeling an inexplicable irritation in her heart.

As she spoke, she raised her hand to open it.

"Girl, please don't open it."

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe raised his hand to stop him.

"Why is this?" Li Mo didn't understand what he meant.

"The thing inside this box is called [Earth Gold]... It is a very special ore... Once this box is opened, everyone within a ten-foot radius, including livestock, will involuntarily..."

The middle-aged scribe paused for a moment and then smiled.

"Diarrhea!"

"ah!?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he heard wrongly.

"Have loose bowels!?"

"Not bad!" The middle-aged scribe nodded proudly.

"This treasure is very rare. I have only had this little bit in my hands for so many years. It can be said that it is like a scorpion's shit. It is the only one (poisonous)."

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "If the girl gets married in the future and your husband treats you badly, just let him open this box and take care of him."

"..."

Hearing this, Xie Pipa looked a little unhappy.

If Li Mo hadn't been there, she would have stabbed this inexplicable middle-aged scribe to death.

"Thank you."

Xie Pipa suppressed her emotions and put the wooden box away.

"Sir's collection is... really special..."

When Li Mo saw this, he couldn't help but laugh. There really was nothing to boast about.

"Do you have any other interesting collections, sir?" Gu Changan couldn't help but ask.

"Although I have many treasures, the one I like the most is the sword."

The middle-aged scribe suddenly became serious.

"Hidden sword!?"

"That's right...I like to collect all famous swords and heavy weapons..."

The middle-aged scribe said calmly: "When I was young, I hid tens of thousands of swords, but later, they were all scattered."

"Why? How much will it cost?"

Li Mo finally saw that the middle-aged uncle in front of him was a wealthy man.

"If you want to hide a sword, you must first know the sword...Money is nothing compared to a real famous sword."

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly and looked at Li Mo as he spoke.

"I think my little brother is also a swordsman."

"Can this be seen?"

"But this little brother's sword is not very good. It has no sharp edge and is suffocated... It's not really a good sword. If there are big changes in the future, it might be useful." The middle-aged scribe commented casually.

"Um!?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows, as if there was something in his words.

"gentlemen……"

"Meeting each other means being destined..."

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe interrupted Li Mo without waiting for him to speak.

"I do have a sword here. It has been with me for many years. I can give it to my little brother today as a token of fate."

"Sir, let me see..."

The middle-aged scribe did not wait for Li Mo to refuse, so he opened the blanket covering his legs and took out a wooden box.

He opened it, and there was a sword inside. The sword was three feet long, and the blade was dull. It looked like it had not been opened, and it was ordinary and without any highlights.

"Uncle, this good sword has been with you for many years? Have you been deceived?" Gu Changan couldn't help but asked as he looked at the dull sword.

"It's called Beichen Sword, and it will be my little brother's home from now on."

The middle-aged scribe gently stroked the sword's blade and pushed the dim sword to Li Mo.

"No reward for no merit..." Li Mo still wanted to refuse.

"If you don't accept it, I'm going to get sick..."

The middle-aged scribe covered his heart and said suddenly.

"We accept it..."

Gu Changan helped Li Mo pick up the dull sword, pulled Li Mo up, stood up and left.

"Isn't this a cheater?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Li Mo and jumped on his horse. The three of them rode away from the crowd and gradually disappeared on the official road.

"Sir, why did you give the Beichen Sword to that boy?"

At this moment, the pretty girl looked at Li Mo and his entourage who had gone away, and finally couldn't help but express her dissatisfaction.

"Beichen... Beichen... that is the brightest star in the Xuantian sky in the far north..."
Chapter completed!