Mo Fei ignored the annoying sound and carefully looked at the items on the turntable.

The sword with a flash of light slowly turned.

Everyone has a martial arts dream in their hearts, one person, one sword, happy rivers and lakes, yes!

Mo Fei suppressed the impulse in his heart and looked at the next item in front of him: a talisman surrounded by thunder.

The scene of Xiao Nan, a member of the Xiao organization, using the detonation charm in the Hokage, crossed his mind, and it seemed that it was not bad to dominate with the talisman.

Just thinking about it, a book full of ancient atmosphere turned up, and the cover was covered with four big words: "Star Absorbing Divine Skill." ”

This familiar name reminded Mo Fei of a classic character in a classic novel by Master Jin Yong. That's right, it's the director of the Sun Moon God Sect in the Xiaoao Jianghu.

Enough is enough, enough is enough!

"System, start the lottery!"

The big roulette wheel spun rapidly, turning into a round golden light.

Mo Fei clasped his hands to his chest.

"Stop!"

The "ding" hand rested on the round golden elixir.

Mo Fei saw that this pill was so high, and said secretly: Could it be that this pill can immediately soar in the day and break through the void.

"System, where's my elixir?"

"Please open the system repository. ”

Mo Fei opened the warehouse as instructed, but the next moment, the huge drop made Mo Fei stunned and thundered.

"You big liar, where are my glittering elixirs, where did you hide them for me!"

An oval-shaped elixir was suspended in an illusory warehouse, dim. There is also an introduction attached to it:

Name: Zhuyan Dan

Grade: A pint of pills

Effect: Slows down the aging of the user's appearance, effective for three months.

Without waiting for Mo Fei's instructions, the interface switched to the lottery wheel. A line of small letters floated below the turntable, and it read: Turntable items are for reference only

The crisp voice said disdainfully: "Just for reference, do you know, you are still a traverser, your IQ is so low, and you blame me for your bad luck." ”

was robbed of this unscrupulous system, Mo Fei's body was shaky, and his blood and qi surged to his brain.

"Will you put Zhu Yan Dan on the mall?"

"Count you ruthless!" scolded in his heart, Mo Fei replied weakly: "Put it on the shelf." ”

In the mall, seeing the price of two points in Zhuyan Dan, Mo Fei's face twitched. I began to wonder how to earn points quickly, if every task was like this time, then I would probably die in this world.

After the two of them had breakfast, Fang Xiucai shouldered his shoulders, and when he walked out of the door, he took out two talismans from under the lintel, one talisman was painted with a pardon character, and the other was full of Sanskrit.

Fang Xiucai handed over the letter of pardon to Mo Fei, and took the card full of Sanskrit.

"Take this talisman with you to safety. ”

Mo Fei took the talisman, and the system prompt sounded: "The first-order talisman has been detected, may I ask if it is on the shelves in the mall." ”

"On the shelves. ”

There was a talisman in the mall that was exactly the same as in Mo Fei's hand, and the price was also two points, after reading the introduction next to the talisman, Mo Fei knew that this was a first-order exorcism talisman.

Mo Fei put the talisman into his arms, but in fact, he put it into the system warehouse, and curiously took the Sanskrit talisman in Fang Xiucai's hand and looked at it.

"It's amazing, where did you get this talisman?"

After putting this talisman on the shelves in the mall, Mo Fei returned it to Fang Xiucai.

"Let's talk as we go. ”

............

Wuma County.

Under the scorching sun, in a shady place in the miscellaneous market, Fang Xiucai placed a small wooden folding table in front of him, covered with white paper, pressed with a paperweight, and a coarse cloth banner was erected next to the small table, writing: 'Selling words' Two big characters, and a line of small characters was also written next to it: Writing family letters.

Fang Xiucai on the low chair was sitting precariously, and Mo Fei on the side lifted his robe and fanned it in front of him.

He originally wanted to go to places like Buzhuang and Fat Powder Store to sell the Yan Dan, but Fang Xiucai had just opened anyway, and it was good to cheer on the side, so he didn't go.

Suddenly, he put down his robe and tidied up his clothes again.

It was noon, and there were not many pedestrians in the market, when a young woman dressed as a young woman with her hair in a bun and dressed as a plain cloth appeared at the entrance of the market, led a child of about seven or eight years old, looked around, and walked towards the stall.

Mo Fei hurriedly greeted him.

"This ...... Uh, ma'am, do you want to write a letter home?"

The woman's eyes were flustered, she took a step back, looked around: there was only one bookstall, and she stood up again, drawing the child closer to her.

She lowered her head, pulled the child around Mo Fei, and timidly said to Fang Xiucai, who stood up, "Sir, can you help me read the letter?"

Fang Xiucai nodded with a smile.

Mo Fei smiled on his face and touched his nose. Slander in my heart: Is there any mistake, how much worse do I look than Fang Xiucai?

The woman took a letter from her bosom and placed it on the table. It made people think that she was putting something on the table like a copper coin or jewelry.

The dense block was written on three pages, and Mo Fei heard it approximately: It was about two years since the woman's husband left home, telling about some trivial things about him following the immortal master, and mentioning his longing, saying that he had earned a lot of money, so that the woman could feel at ease.

Fang Xiu finished reading, and the woman was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses, and then folded the three pages of letter paper neatly and put them in her arms with the envelope. He took off the embroidered cloth bag around his waist, poured out two copper coins, gently placed them on the table, and bowed down to say thank you.

"If you don't take money, you don't take money. ”

Fang Xiucai grabbed the copper coin and was about to put it back in the woman's hand, the woman withdrew her hand and turned sideways to avoid it, but saw that the child was still in place, so she hurriedly grabbed the other party's small hand, put the copper coin down, and clenched her little hand into a fist.

The child was still at a loss, and the woman's cold voice had already sounded: "Zhiwen, how can I teach you?"

The child's eyes were red, tears swirled in his eyes, and he hurriedly put the copper coin back on the table.

Fang Xiucai hurriedly said: "It's none of the child's business, I forced it into him." Then he picked up the coin, as if it had been burned by fire, and tossed and turned in his hand.

Mo Fei looked amused on the side, and seeing that Fang Xiucai was at a loss, he said, "Uh...... In fact, we don't have any guests to come to the door, so we don't need to thank you for this little favor. "It's like asking someone for directions on the street before crossing over, and the person being asked for directions still has to charge money to answer?

"How can this be done!" Facing Fang Xiucai's hand, the woman took a step back and waved her hand again and again.

Seeing that the woman insisted on refusing to take back the copper coin, Mo Fei rolled his eyes and said, "It's better to let him write a reply letter for you and send it to your husband, these two copper coins will be regarded as a reward." ”

"Okay, madam, you read, I'll write it. Fang Xiucai nodded and moved Mo Fei's low chair to the table.

The woman hesitated for a moment, and when she sat down, she glanced at Fang Xiucai gratefully, knowing that two pieces of paper are worth a copper coin, not to mention the pen fee. But he had already made up his mind to let Fang Xiucai write only one page, and never write more.

"This big brother's handwriting is so beautiful. As the woman read the letter, the child stared curiously at the two big characters "selling words" on the coarse cloth banner, and praised in a childish voice.

The cloth banner is equivalent to the façade, and Fang Xiucai also put a lot of effort into writing it, and these two words are of course beautifully written.

However, when he heard the child use the word "painting", Mo Fei's heart suddenly became sour, and he squatted down and touched the child's head: "You will have the opportunity to study in the future, and the handwriting will definitely be more beautiful than this big brother." ”

"Hmm!" the child nodded as his hands clenched.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for inspiring the children's fighting spirit and earning ten points. ”

Damn, this can too?!

Mo Fei hurriedly evoked the system, and the points bar really had ten more points. I touched the child's head again: Little guy, my brother really loves you to death.

When the woman finished reading, Fang Xiucai had already written a full six pages, her face was slightly red, and she looked a little overwhelmed, but she didn't expect that when she mentioned her thoughts about her husband, she forgot her plan to start, and hurriedly accepted the letter to thank her, and left in a hurry with the child.

"It seems to be a loss"

Fang Xiucai frowned.

"No, nothing at all. ”

Mo Fei sat on the chair, in a good mood, ignoring Fang Xiucai, who had buried himself and complained that he had no talent for business, and pulled the new paper and pressed it with a paperweight again.

Suddenly, he let out a "huh" and opened the new paper, which was a little warped.

Underneath a stack of papers, there were five copper coins lined up in rows.