The meeting broke up in an eerie atmosphere.

On the way to the guest room, the triers of the battle group who had greeted Mo Jun before all looked at him with strange eyes, as if Mo Jun had such a relationship with Idric and Hualuo, Mo Jun naturally didn't care, but Zhao Qiuhan, who was following him, kept raising his eyebrows along the way, and he almost stepped forward to fight with someone.

As he walked, Mo Jun suddenly remembered a question, so he turned his head and asked, "I heard that this meeting can only be attended by commanders and the captain of the trialist team, who told you that you are alone?" ”

"Commander Idric." Zhao Qiuhan said nonchalantly: "He said that he might be able to use me at that time, but in the end, I didn't see any fights." ”

It turned out that the golden retriever still arranged a back hand for him, although this back hand was not very reliable.

The two of them parted in front of the guest room, and it was getting late, and only half of the sunset was hanging in the air, and it was almost night. The wind chimes and flames are still silent, presumably playing crazy in the market outside, hoping that they can make it in time for tomorrow morning's teleportation.

Going from Wangxian Town to the ghost battlefield still requires the transfer circle as an intermediary, and Idric had mentioned this to Mo Jun after the meeting. This teleportation circle was jointly arranged by Tianxuan and several powerhouses who were proficient in the cultivation formation and magic array of Nightingale, and it took a lot of financial resources to successfully operate, except for the members of the two battle groups who could use the magic circle at any cost, the remaining trialists, including the scientific and technological alliance, needed to pay a fee to obtain the permission to use it. Of course, this is not to say that the level of science and technology alliance in space technology is worse than these two, but that the several Li Huo powerhouses who led the team this time are all real embryos, and they are too lazy to be more serious in such a trivial place, and they already have a ready-made teleportation array, so they don't have to waste that financial resources to show off their skills.

The two major wargroups have unified the use time of the magic circle, 6 o'clock to 7 o'clock every day is the use time of the members of the Nightingale Warband, and 7-8 o'clock is taken over by the members of Tianxuan, during which no outsiders are allowed to use it, but the rest of the time is at your disposal.

There is a more complicated reason for this, Idric mysteriously didn't tell Mojun, saying that he would know the answer when he arrived on the battlefield tomorrow morning.

casually flipped through "Elementology and Mystic Envoys (I)", and the time was already unconsciously at night. But the lights of Wangxian Town under the night are bright, and the market is even more lively, and the advanced fireworks technology inherited from ancient times is perfectly displayed at this time. Mo Jun finally put down his book and looked out, and found that there were more stalls in the market than during the day, and all of them were hung with red lanterns, as if there was some kind of assembly—oh yes, there really was.

Mo Jun then remembered what Xiao Ya said at noon, there is indeed a demon clan banquet tonight, and there are many precious items for sale. But he thought about it for a while and found that he didn't have the property of this world, and he didn't know what things those snake demons, fox demons, cat demons, and dog demons could exchange goods with them, cat food? Mo Jun thought maliciously.

"Forget it, just take it as a distraction." Mo Jun felt that it was good to go out for a walk, and he could also appreciate the local customs, so he shouted in the common life world, and it didn't take long for the little maid and Mo Ying to stand in front of him, looking full of joy, and Mo Jun frowned when he saw this, and asked, "What about Bai Xue?" She's always stuck inside, and it's time to go out and hang out. ”

"My sister said that today the wind chimes asked her to take care of the flower field, so she won't come out to play." Mo Ying raised her hand and said, her dark purple eyes flashing with excitement: "Brother Jun, do you want to go to the Wangxian Grand Collection?" ”

"Wangxian Daji? You mean tonight's market, that's it. Mo Jun didn't notice that his sister called him differently, but even if he noticed it, he didn't take it to heart, and then looked at Sakura Ci and said, "This time it's just a pure shopping, and you don't need to buy anything." ”

"Yes, master." Sakura regretfully folded the cart into its original shape and put it in the handbag he was carrying. Seeing this scene, Mo Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that the handbag in the little maid's hand was the Pandora's Box, a variable weapon that gathered a variety of large-scale killing weapons and combat tools.

"Forget it, you just have to be happy." With a heavy slap on his forehead, Mo Jun walked downstairs with a loveless expression, and the little maid took one of Mo Ying's hands.

...

"Ide, are you sure that Little Brother Mojun can bear such a big criticism?" Hualuo's face was serious at this time, and the background was the bustling Wangxian townspeople, and he was eating noodles with the golden retriever master at the roadside stall, "Although I think that with his strength at this time, it is not difficult to win back face in front of everyone, but it is annoying for anyone to encounter such a thankless task." ”

Idric snorted a slice of noodles into his stomach and said vaguely, "Don't worry, he scolds me behind my back at most, and then runs off to clean up the battlefield." Besides, I also arranged for him to be able to resist and fight Zhao Qiuhan, even if you and I noticed that his strength was wrong, it would not endanger his life, at most it would hurt his face. ”

"Well, forget it." The paladin wiped all the seriousness on Guozi's face, and then shouted to the side, "Boss, two more bowls of noodles." ”

Idric, on the other hand, sipped on the noodles and surveyed the bustling streets, and then he caught a glimpse of something and nearly choked half to death.

"Who said he was annoying, if he was annoying, he still had the heart to take his sister shopping at this time?"

...

Wangxian Town seems to be more prosperous at night than during the day, because the sun is bound by the day, and some demon clans who don't like to go out during the day will shrink into their homes and come out to wander at night. It also happened that there was a demon clan banquet tonight, it seemed to be to celebrate something like a certain demon clan having a baby, and Mo Jun didn't care, and along the way, he took Sakura Ci and Mo Ying to see many strange goods, as well as even more bizarre demon stall owners. Maybe these monsters have lived too long, and it's inevitable that they're a little boring, almost every demon clan will have some exquisite manual work, and most of them are still able to combine their own products to produce and sell themselves. The snake demon stall owner I saw during the day selling snake moults was just a simple material merchant, and the one below was even more superb.

"Who's... Ali? Mo Jun looked at the charming woman with fox ears behind the stall incredulously, and subconsciously said, "Shouldn't you be in the bun shop?" ”

"You're the daytime one?" Ahri reacted after thinking about it for a while, pinched his waist and said: "Does the old lady have to stay in the shop all day long and can't go out, today is the big day for Ma Laojiu and his grandson, almost all the demon clans in the town have come out to hold a banquet, and there are many Terran monks, what's wrong with me coming out to sell some clothes I knitted?" ”

"Not much..."Mo Jun subconsciously glanced at the goods on the stall, well, they are all ordinary scarves and gloves and other knitted materials, but the materials used for weaving are wrong! What's going on next to the booth that says "Natural fox fleece, fake one pays ten"!

As if he had seen through Mo Jun's thoughts, Ahri snorted lightly, and there were thousands of styles flowing between his eyebrows: "Cut, I don't sell my own hair-woven clothes, and in recent days, a few little fox demons who have been taken care of by my hands have also reached the moulting period, and the materials of these clothes are all obtained from them." ”

"Then I wish you a prosperous business." The corners of Mo Jun's mouth twitched, and he secretly said that this fox demon would not even let go of his own people. He just wanted to turn around and leave, but he saw Ahri throwing a pair of orange thin wool gloves to Sakura Ci, and the little maid hurriedly caught it and then heard the fox demon say: "Seeing that you are a guest brought by that guy Tingzhi, then we are still a little fateful, and this glove will be given to your lady as a meeting gift." ”

"Ah, that, I'm not..."Sakura Ci, who can burst out with amazing combat power in housework and trivial matters on weekdays, is hesitant at this time, and he doesn't know what to say, and the Ahri who looks at it is inexplicable: "What's the matter, I won't send the child, it's not such a trumpet." ”

"Alright, you can take it." Mo Jun had to appease Mo Ying, who was regarded as a child of the two, and thanked Ahri before leaving.

In addition to the demon stalls, the few small auctions opened by monks are also quite eye-catching. Mo Jun squeezed into the crowd with the two daughters, and found that the things they took were all elixir and magic weapons, and few spells were sold, and the currency between the monks was the spirit stone, which could be used and traded as hard currency between monks. I have to say that the atmosphere around me is full of cultivators and shouting "I want XX spirit stones, this magic weapon", which really makes Mo Jun feel like he is wandering in a fairy tale novel.

"The next lot in the auction is a pair of rare ornaments." The person who presided over this monk auction was a white-bearded old monk, who was not very good at Taoism, but he could speak well, had a vicious vision, and was quite familiar with the market, so he should be regarded as a famous auctioneer. Under his words, someone on the side was holding a shallow-bottomed tray, covered with delicate silk, which set off the auction item with a bit of nobility, but the surrounding monks obviously did not buy it, most of them were not interested, and some people muttered "this is this product again" and other similar words, it seems that this auction item has appeared many times, and each time it ended in failure.

When the auction item unveiled the silk scarf that was used to cover it, almost no one was amazed by the delicate object in front of them, except for a few new faces like Mo Jun. What catches Mojun's eyes is two hairpins of different lengths, the hairpin body is slightly curved, emitting a blurry crystal blue halo under the light of the lamp, and the whole body is crystal clear, the shape is beautiful, as if it is bent with crystal, it is decorated with fine agate pearls, the long hairpin is shaped like a colorful winged butterfly, and the short hairpin has two strings of white feather tassels.

After the old monk lifted the silk scarf, he was not surprised by the current cold situation, and said in a loud voice: "Ice bone butterfly wings and hanging feathers are shaken in steps, and the hairpin body is made of spirit beast crystal finch wing bones, inlaid with gold beads and jade, and the base price is two thousand spirit stones." ”

Rao is penniless guy like Mojun was also taken aback by this price, because the final price of the first few fiery magic weapons that were fought over by the monks was only a spirit stone in the early thousands, although these two hairpins were ingenious things, but they didn't seem to have any aura, I was afraid that they were just decorations worn by women - the most important thing was that the monks present were all men.

That's embarrassing.

Mo Jun secretly said that this kind of thing that is just sold, except for those fools who are dizzy by women, a normal person will not buy it, and this price is sky-high, breaking the minds of some collectors, no wonder it can't be sold until now. Mo Jun shook his head, and just wanted to squeeze out of the crowd, but found that the little hand in his hand had been pulling him, and it turned out that Mo Ying hadn't moved for some reason. Mo Jun turned his head and found that the little girl's face showed a hint of intoxicated memory, like a child looking at the cake in the window and recalling the taste of the cake he had eaten before.

Mo Jun slapped his forehead hard, and then the fool who was stunned by the "woman" stepped forward and shouted.

"I want this hairpin."