Zixian walked to the place where the man pointed out, and a very luxurious shop came into view. Looking up, I saw three big characters of "Zhiyunfang" written on the huge plaque, and the font was chic and heroic, which was very good.

Walking into the store, a young woman wearing a gray cloth dress and looking capable greeted her: "Guest officer, what do you want?" Our weaving cloud workshop is the largest silk village within a radius of 100 miles, regardless of the material from the north and south of the river, we have everything here. ”

Zixian hesitated for a moment and said, "Heavenly silkworm yarn, is there one?"

"This ...... I would venture to ask, are you from the martial arts?"

"Well, sort of."

"Not without it...... It's just that the silkworm yarn is very valuable on this day, and there is only one horse in our store, which is the treasure of the town store, and you need to ask the shopkeeper to sell it to you. ”

Zixian nodded: "Then you go and ask." ”

The woman quickly walked to the back hall.

After a while, a woman in her twenties wearing a green coat walked out of the back hall, and said as she walked: "Which guest officer wants to buy the ...... of silkworm yarn?"

When she saw Zixian, the woman in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment and couldn't speak anymore.

"The shopkeeper is the one I want to buy." Zixian's voice was as clear and gentle as ever.

Du Yue'e looked at the person in front of her who was exactly the same as the head of the house, almost thinking that she was dreaming.

It's impossible, the head has been dead for more than three years, how can it be the head of the house? Probably just looks similar. Du Yue'e thought like this, calmed down her excitement, and put on a professional smile: "Guest officer, this silkworm yarn is the treasure of our town store, and it is worth a fortune, how much can you bid?"

"Well, I'll see." Zixian said, took out his purse, and checked it.

A very inconspicuous yellow bead, two jade rings, one black and one white, a small crystal bottle containing a golden liquid, a small agarwood box with a strong fragrance, and nothing else.

Seeing that there was no money in the purse, Zixian touched his sleeve again, and found a white jade bottle containing an unknown liquid, and a round jade box.

I searched all over my body and didn't find a penny, Zixian blushed and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I forgot to bring money." As he spoke, he was about to go out the door.

"Girl, please stay." When Du Yue'e saw that she was leaving, she involuntarily called out to her.

Zixian paused, and looked back at the steady and delicate woman in front of him suspiciously.

"The girl's clothes are torn, let the embroidery lady in the store help the girl sew it before leaving." Du Yue'e said.

"But I don't have any money for you." Zixian was very embarrassed.

"It's okay, it won't cost a few dollars to sew it up, just go back and count it on my account." Du Yue'e said very boldly.

"Thank you." Zixian's face was red again, and he whispered.

Du Yue'e led Zixian to the inner hall, and Zixian took off her coat and handed it to the embroidery girl in the store.

Taking advantage of the time for the embroidery lady to mend her clothes, Du Yue'e carefully looked at the person in front of her, and only felt that she looked like a master in terms of appearance and temperament. Even the voice that spoke just now was no different from that of the master.

No, you still have to ask, if you don't ask clearly, you won't be able to sleep.

"Dare to ask the girl's name?" Du Yue'e asked cautiously.

Zixian hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Don't dare, I'm under Mozi Immortal." ”

！！！

As if struck by a thunderbolt, Du Yue'e was stunned again. Is there such a coincidence in the world? Not only is the appearance and temperament exactly the same, but even the name is the same?

"Are you really called Mozi Xian?" Du Yue's eyes widened and she asked word by word.

"The shopkeeper laughed, I'm not called Mo Zixian, so what should I be called?" Zixian smiled slightly, unimpressed.

At this time, the embroidery girl had already mended her clothes and sent them over. Zixian took the dress and put it on her body neatly, and said to Du Yue'e who was shocked: "Thank you for the shopkeeper's help, Mo Zixian said goodbye." With that, the figure flashed and went out.

Du Yue'e reacted at this time and hurriedly chased out, but where is there still the shadow of Zixian?

If it was all a coincidence just now, then this hand is clearly the Ling Bo microstep of the Loose School, how can this be explained?

The stakes are so important that the two elders must be notified immediately. Instructing the gray-clothed disciples around her to take care of the shop, Du Yue'e immediately set off to Lingbo Cave.

On the bustling streets, the more Zixian walked, the more he felt that something was wrong. Now that there is a lot of mourning outside, why does this small town seem to be unaffected?

I didn't think of a reason, but there was a rumbling sound in my stomach.

I haven't eaten for a long time, and if it weren't for the support of a strong internal force in my body, I'm afraid I would have starved to death. And those internal and external injuries on the body also urgently need to find a place to deal with them.

Zixian couldn't help sighing, no wonder everyone wants to become an immortal, it's really too troublesome to be a mortal.

But now that I am penniless, where can I find a place to eat and stay?

In desperation, a rich man with very luxurious clothes and a few family members blocked Zixian's way: "Little lady, alone?" ”

He is a well-known Li Yanei in this area, his father is the county magistrate of this county, and he usually flies and no one dares to mess with him, and he loves to tease women on the street and bully and bully hawkers or something.

Zixian was stunned: "What does Childe have to say?"

"Hehe, what do you see but don't teach, the little lady looks so beautiful, but she is wearing this kind of dress with patches, my son is also pitiful, and it looks very distressing. It's better to follow this son, to ensure that you will eat and drink spicy food in the future, and enjoy the glory and wealth ......" Li Yanei said as he came up with a hippie smile.

Zixian understood halfway through listening to it, this product was here to send money to himself.

"How can Childe prove that he is rich?" Zixian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Li Yanei took out his purse, which contained several silver ingots and a stack of silver tickets. Then he took the silver ticket and shook it in front of Zixian's eyes: "See, the silver ticket of Huitong Bank, if it is fake, it is common everywhere." ”

Zixian took the silver ticket in Li Yanei's hand, flipped it over, and nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you, son, farewell." ”

After that, he took the purse in his hand and didn't look at Li Yanei, and was about to leave.

Although this man has bad intentions at first glance, let him go for the sake of the amount of silver he has provided. Zixian thought so.

Li Yanei was a little stunned for a while. What's going on? He has never robbed others, and no one has ever robbed him. And it's still so taken for granted?

"Stop! You want to leave after taking the money?" After Li Yanei reacted, he yelled at the white back.

"Or else?" Zixian looked back and sneered.

"Of course, it's going home with my uncle!" Li Yanei said, he was going to come over to pull Zixian.