Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 211|I care about Junjie
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On the west side of the mountain, there are rumors of strongman mountain bandits.
In fact, this mountain is not too big, and the terrain is not even more complicated. It’s just a patchwork of hills of all sizes.
In the mountainous Pingzhou, such a mountain may not even have a name, but because the terrain of Yuzhou is flat, the mountain looks very conspicuous.
The people in Yedian said that there were bandits in the mountains in the west, but that was many years ago.
When the world is in chaos, there are bandits everywhere, they roar in the mountains and forests to looting everywhere, and it is not surprising that they set their nests in the mountains. However, after the world has settled down, the mountain on the west is no longer feasible as a bandit. The mountains in the summer are densely forested, which can still cover the figure. In winter, everything is withered and bare everywhere. The bandits have nowhere to hide.
There are no natural dangers, no dense forests, not even larger caves. As soon as the officers and soldiers came, they were all round.
In this way, Ershan in the west was abandoned by the “green forest hero”.
Although there are no beasts in the mountains, but weasel, wild fox, night owl and the like are not easy to provoke, so except for the woodcutter, no one enters the mountain on weekdays.
However, every few months, there is a faint light of fire on the west side of the mountain.
When I went to see it during the day, I could only find some used torches in the mountains.
Ghosts don’t need torches, and things like Hu Daxian and Huang Daxian don’t need torches. Only people can use torches.
But who would secretly gather in the mountains? So some daring stunned people ran into the mountains and squatted idle, wanting to find out. The result was naturally beaten up by people from the rivers and lakes, and they returned home griefly.
The common people don’t know what Jianghu is. For them, besides heroes, Jianghu is a strongman and mountain bandit. This is the middle of the night and they are going to beat people. They are definitely not good people. So the saying that there are strongmen in the mountains in the west is popular. stand up.
However, these people from the rivers and lakes just set up stalls and sell some gadgets, and they leave at dawn. The officials from the government came several times without seeing the so-called bandits. The county magistrate was furious and ordered the people who spread the rumors to give a board to those idlers who spread the rumors.
Now the people don’t dare to talk about it in the open. Some people insist on believing that there are strong men in the mountains, while others disagree. No matter what kind of person they were, they subconsciously avoided the mountains in the west. They would never enter the mountains if they had no other choice. When giving directions to people from other villages, they would say that the high mountains and dense forests are not easy to go to.
Coincidentally, Moli is looking for a place where people are inaccessible to sew clothes, and rushes to the west mountain.
In the middle of the journey, I met Monk Yuan Zhi. This monk has a very high level of cultivation. He hides from his side, and the ink carp cannot be found in time. This made Doctor Mo vigilant and realized that the wilderness was not safe. He could not just call the gerbils by the name of Meng Qi, let alone become humans because of the gerbil’s temperament.
How do you say, you have to find a hidden place that can block the peeping sight around you.
When I searched, I looked at this valley.
Surrounded by mountain walls, the valley can be seen far away, and the valley is relatively flat with only a few sparse trees.
The wall of the mountain is full of vines, and there are short trees growing in the gaps between the rocks, covering the caves tightly, a good place! Moli carried the gerbil and entered the cave on the rock wall. Meng Qi changed whatever Meng Qi did. The gerbil baby could do anything without clothes.
Result——
Who would have thought that there is a ghost market in this valley?
A ghost market does not refer to a market where ghosts and monsters appear, but a market that only appears at night and sells things that are not sold in ordinary shops. The goods traded may have problems with the origin, or the goods are difficult to distinguish between genuine and fake.
The ghost market is hard to see, it has something to do with its cause.
There must be a group of people who cannot go to the pawnshop to exchange money, and another group of people are willing to spend money to buy it, and this can form a ghost market that can’t see the sky.
Meng Qi looked at the cloth in his hand and couldn’t help but said: “That…doctor, let’s go down and have a look?”
Don’t spoil the muslin, just see if you can buy clothes.
Mo Lei quietly put away the needlework and cloth.
——Dragon veins are not omnipotent.
Whether it’s the genius doctor who can help the world, or Meng Guoshi, who helped to open up the prosperous rivers and mountains, still can’t make a decent dress.
Meng Qi, who was undressed, turned into a gerbil, letting the ink carp carry it into his arms, and then the ink carp slipped silently along the stone wall with his suitcase on his back, and went to the other one. The direction mixed into the crowd.
From the top of the stone wall, the fire is shining brightly, but when I stand in front of the booth, I feel that the light is still not bright enough.
For most people, you need to squat down until you can see clearly what is on the booth.
The stalls are all people from the rivers and lakes, and their tempers are not very good. It’s not like an ordinary temple fair where you can take the goods in your hands and play with them. If you don’t buy them, it may cause trouble, so everyone is silent. Look west, don’t ask the price easily.
Moli had a clear goal, and went straight to the stall selling the blood clothes of Chunshan school disciples.
The stall owner is a rough middle-aged man with a messy beard, and his face is darkened with furnace dust. He is afraid of revealing his identity if he wants to do this kind of business.
Although he screamed hard, most people watched the excitement. There was no one who was really dizzy and wanted to deceive with blood. The middle-aged man was worried and suddenly saw the ink carp coming straight here. Suddenly his eyes lit up.
“This young man…no no, this young man, do you want a blood coat?”
“Blood-free clothes, do you have them?”
Moli did not hide his appearance, even though it was dim at night, it was very conspicuous when he walked near the torch.
The ghost city of Jianghu people, really famous masters will not come, because the things here are **** in the eyes of masters.
Naturally, the stall owner who sells blood clothes would not regard Moli as a mysterious master. He looked up and down the Moli a few times, rubbing his hands and lowering his voice: “There are clean clothes, one according to the son’s stature. There are also matching Chunshan school disciples’ waist cards, adding up to a total of five taels of silver.”
While raising his sleeves, a vague brand swayed from Moli’s eyes, and the stall owner quickly took it back.
“Don’t tell me, I don’t tell you, nobody knows about it.” The stall owner said with a smile.
Five taels of silver is not a small amount anymore, this is a temporary increase by the stall owner.
Anyone who makes Moli look at it is different from those jingle poor people in the rivers and lakes.
He was calculating Mo Li, and Mo Li was also hitting his idea.
Doctor Mo’s thinking is very simple. The so-called blood coat of the Chunshan school disciple is definitely not true.
Moli had met Songya, the elder of the Chunshan Sect before, and he had heard a lot about this sect. The Chunshan Sect has many disciples, acting arrogantly, and making a lot of enemies. It was a good sect, because the elders and disciples like to engage in side-sects, this poisonous cultivator, and the cultivator, have become an existence that the right way does not deny the devil’s way. It can be said that the reputation is terrible, and the stall owner is doing very well in this business.
However, the Spring Mountain School is very rich and powerful, and it protects shortcomings.
There are ordinary people in the ghost market, and the stall owners are no exception. He couldn’t really kill a Chunshan school disciple, and then ran to sell blood clothes. This was not a business, but he was killing himself.
The clothes are fake, and the marks of the Chunshan school disciples on the clothes are also counterfeit.
A person who can forge bulk-style clothing can also make clothes anyway!
“Please make a dress, how much is it?” Mo Li asked seriously.
The stall owner’s eyes flickered, and he refused: “I only have the clothes of the Chunshan school disciples here. They are genuine and at a reasonable price. You can leave if you don’t buy them.”
On the surface, he sells blood clothes, but his real business is to help others pretend to be a big sect disciple to eat and drink.
But he was also afraid of getting into trouble. The tokens sold by other houses were genuine products that were accidentally lost. But he was in a long-term business. He set up stalls as long as there is a ghost market. If someone wears the clothes he sells and goes out to murder and set fire, and plant disciples of the big sect, he will be in great trouble.
“I have some fabric, I need to use it, I just sew clothes, nothing else.”
Moli said as he took out the cut fabric from his suitcase.
The stall owner choked as soon as he saw it.
Of course, this is not the standard clothing of some major sect disciple. Whose disciple wears a pinch of fine cloth? The richest power in the arena, Jinfeng Villa, is not so lavish!
But how can someone sew clothes in the ghost market? Can’t you just find a tailor shop?
Unless the dress is to appear in an important place, and someone must track down the origin of this dress——
The stall owner turned seven or eight turns in his heart, thinking about countless possibilities of conspiracy, and finally gritted his teeth: “The son is joking, I’m just a blood suit seller, not a tailor.”
Mo Lei has to say it again, suddenly he felt the gerbil in his arms pat his heart with his paw.
The gerbils are very helpless. Hiring someone to make clothes is an idea, but this is a ghost market! The things that are sold either have a problem with their origins, or are out of sight!
The gerbil poked out its head quietly in the dark, then arched its body and pointed the direction to the ink carp.
Moli didn’t understand the meaning of the gerbil at first, and was made furry and itchy by it. Fortunately, the night was no different from the day. He just looked at it and saw a stall in the distance. Set of clothing.
The stall owner didn’t yell, so Moli didn’t pay attention at first.
Now with the instruction of the fat mouse, Moli lifted his foot and walked over there.
It’s not like the stall owner who sells blood clothes has no business. There are people who negotiate with the stall owner one after another.
The business in the ghost market is very special. They don’t talk about prices publicly, they all quietly mutter or make gestures in a low voice, and no one can see them except the stall owner and the buyer. Those who know the industry can buy things at the right price, and those who don’t know will be blackmailed severely.
The clothes on the booth are very mixed, including the satin robes of the rich family members, the Su embroidery brocade that the brothers like to wear, and even the low-grade official robes, with various hats and boots, old and new, piled in sets. Together.
In these days, shops that sell clothes will not sell hats, and shops that sell hats will never sell boots.
What kind of hat is worn by a person of any identity, and even the shops selling these are different. It is extremely difficult for an ordinary person to pretend to be a scholar of fame, that suit of official clothes is extremely difficult to purchase. But if you get it, it means great convenience.
After Mo Li realized what was going on, he immediately put aside the dubious clothes that were half-old and not new, and only looked at the clothes that were fresh and unwashed.
There are very few such clothes, and they are not complete sets, either with ugly tattoos or weird colors, like ready-made clothes that cannot be sold in a shop.
——Ordinary bright clothes will fade in three to five years even if they are not put in the water. They cannot be hoarded for a long time. It is not surprising that they are living in the ghost market.
That being said, these things are amazing.
The ink carp struggled in an outer robe that seemed to have overturned the sauce jar, a white robe embroidered with colorful toads on the chest, a blinding pine green satin embroidered pink peach, and a The bright red Luo Yili that was stained to make a choice.
I especially want to take the fat mouse out and let it choose with its paws.
Gerbil: “…”
The gerbils don’t want to choose anything.
The gerbil watched as Doctor Mo took the bright red robe to bargain with the stall owner.
Bright red is commonly known as colorful, very bright.
Meng Qi can’t understand why there are men who use this color fabric to make robes.
Moreover, the cloth of this robe was not dyed well when it was dyed in the dyeing workshop, and the color was uneven. It might not be obvious at first. As the clothes were stored for a long time, part of the blush faded to pink.
Meng Qi wants to emphasize that in the eyes of others, the Chu Dynasty Guoshi is already 87 years old.
How can an 87-year-old national teacher wear such a robe!
However, he glanced at the staff robe and the colorful toad robe on the stall, and the red and green clothes that looked like a dude. The fat mouse lowered his head silently and looked at his short paws, hating that he had learned how to sew clothes early.
The stall owner unexpectedly offered a fair price and wanted to sell the dress at first glance.
He accepted Moli’s money, and even complimented him in a very good mood: “The son is a talent and has a good vision.”
The fat mouse is bitter and can’t tell.
Moli thoughtfully.
“Does the son buy a knife? The best knife is not damaged at all.”
The people at the stall next to the stall immediately came over to solicit business. It was probably because Moli is not like the old fritters in the rivers and lakes. After buying such ugly clothes, they don’t bargain with the stall owner and pay directly. Seeing the gesture of bargaining without you coming and me), it’s especially like being taken advantage of.
“No, buy my sword, this is a good product stolen from Kongkongmen, with pearls inlaid on it.”
Another weapon vendor couldn’t squat anymore, and jumped out and said, “What kind of knife is he, 80% of them were picked up in the pile of corpses. It’s very unlucky! Yesterday, four gangs of twelve would fight. , I saw him.”
“Nonsense, this is the weapon I replaced, I got a better knife a while ago, this one is no longer needed.”
“Oh, with a rolled knife, dare you say it’s not damaged?”
“You are bad rules! The ghost market is willing to buy, willing to watch, willing to fight, willing to suffer, which one is too talkative?”
The two scolded and simply copied the swords they had sold and fought.
Someone applauded immediately and gathered around to watch the excitement.
Mo Lei took advantage of the chaos to escape, quietly returned to the cave, and put the fat mouse on the bright red robe.
“Wear.”
Succinct and concise.
The gerbil has dark eyes open, stands on his hind limbs, and stretches his claws to wrap his bag.
I want to continue sewing.