"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 had their thoughts and wanted to take this sword as their own, but they were killed by the sword before they could even touch it. Only the emperor of Wuji Kingdom at that time..."

"..."

I omit here the 10,000-word hymn that boasted about the emperor at that time.

Mo Qin: "What about the last sword?"

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

If there really was such a thing, then the emperor might have to offer it up.

Seeing that the girl in front of him was attracted by the story he told, the old man stroked his beard and muttered:

"No one can suppress this sword. Naturally, it can only be buried with this emperor."

Buried.

Buried?

Is a peerless sword just worthy of being buried in the ground?

Wouldn’t such a sword attract many immortals to covet it?

How could there be a chance to be buried?

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

I always feel like this is mocking her.

Chang Qing: It’s unfair. How could I laugh at you?

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

Just think of it as listening to a story.

Mo Qin put the silver on the old man's table. The old man immediately picked up the silver to see whether it was genuine or not, and then quickly put it into his arms, for fear that she would regret it.

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

This teahouse is located in the busiest section of the road, surrounded by shops selling food, drink and entertainment on both sides.

When she saw a large ready-made clothing store, Mo Qin took a few more glances out of habit. Clothes of various styles and colors were hung on the shelves, and there were many women choosing inside. It looked very tempting.

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

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

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

He didn't feel distressed at all, but rather took pleasure in his misfortune.

Who told her not to be obedient and have to run out and follow these two people everywhere?

I even hoped that she would give up soon and return to the sect.

Mo Qin couldn't wear a pretty little skirt, so she turned her attention to the small vendors on the roadside.

A candy seller's stall attracted her, and Mo Qin turned around and walked over.

On the wooden car, there are various shapes of candy figures inserted. Most of them are made of bright yellow syrup to outline the lifelike animals, and a few are decorated with colorful things.

"Girl, are you a candy buyer?"

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

"I can do anything."

Mo Qin's eyes swept around the candy figures that had been made. The stall owner was still showing off his skills in a leisurely manner, and every move he made seemed to be an instruction that had been set long ago.

The rise and fall follow the same arc, not one point more, not one point less.

She looked around and chose a dragon-shaped candy man, then turned to look at Chang Qing, who shook his head and said he didn't need it.

Only little girls will like this kind of tooth-droppingly sweet thing.

At this time, someone also came to the vendor.

The young girl pointed at a little bunny candy figure and asked, "How much does this cost?"

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

This man followed me around for a long time. Although I didn't know why he did this, at least he was helping me. I had to treat him to a candy treat no matter what.

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

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

It's like a puppet whose switch has been triggered, mechanical and rigid, with no change in tone.

Mo Qin was stunned for a moment and looked at the stall to make sure it was just the two of them and there were no other customers.

The stall owner is still making new candy figures seriously, 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 do they cost?"

"Six cents."

"How much?"

"Three pennies."

It seems that as long as you hear "how much", the stall owner will answer three cents. If you add the quantity in front of it, the price will change.

this……

Chang Qing stepped forward, used his spiritual power to explore, and whispered to Mo Qin: "Puppet man."

Puppet man?

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 time, countless passers-by passed by the two of them.

They may be in a hurry or strolling around. Who knows how many puppets there are among them?

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

Such puppets will be exposed after being together for a long time, so it is very likely that they are living here instead of people who originally existed.

So 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 sure enough they also found puppets.

Apart from Chang Qing's initial surprise, his expression remained normal afterwards, like a man who had seen the world.

Seeing that Mo Qin was very concerned about this matter, he revealed: "I have heard a little bit about the legend of swords."

Mo Qin: "?"

It turns out that this story is not entirely false?

"But it was not a precious sword, but an evil sword. It was not brought into the earth by the emperor, but was sealed by someone."

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

Yes.

That thing is probably Bai Yu's goal this time.

Let’s take a bold guess. The sword is not only in the capital, but also maybe under the palace.

Mo Qin didn't dare to delay any longer and hurried towards the palace.

I just hope that I can find the sword before Bai Yu.

Chang Qing chased after him, "Since it's a seal, it's not that easy to break."

"Those puppets in the city should be related to breaking the formation. We still have time, so there is no need to be too anxious."

Breaking such a sealing formation not only requires a lot of preparation, but also requires careful selection of the time to break the formation.

And that birthday is the day of Yi Mengqi’s birthday.

That is tomorrow.

Of course, if one is extremely strong, the conditions for breaking the formation may not need to be too stringent.

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

The palace is also very large.

It's not that easy to find the sword.

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