The dilapidated pavilion, the dim lighting, the lazy sweat leaning against the wall smoking a dry cigarette, the woman leaning against the door frame of the hut with her chest and thighs exposed......

This is the glass well.

There is no well in Liulijing, but four streets that intersect like tic-tac-toe, and now Zitu and Zitong walk in one of them.

As soon as the two of them entered the street, they were stared at by several pairs of eyes, no, in view of the aura released by the two of them, several thieves did not dare to come forward and act rashly, but just followed from a distance, observed, and looked for opportunities.

Purple Pupil is not surprised, but if she doesn't see it, with their kind of goods, if they want to steal her things, it is basically impossible, and she doesn't want to waste time on this kind of person.

"That's it ahead!"

The purple disciple whispered, took two quick steps, walked to an old woman who was sewing clothes by the light on the side of the road, raised his hand and threw ten gold coins into the broken rattan box where the old woman put her needle and thread.

The broken rattan box was already full of gold coins, and when the purple disciple's gold coins fell, there was a crisp sound.

"The price has gone up, fifty!" The old woman said without raising her head.

The purple disciple didn't say anything, but put his hand into his pocket again, took out a large handful of gold coins, and threw them into the old woman's rattan box.

"Many!"

The old woman lifted her face, picked up a gold coin and threw it at the purple disciple, and a note was wrapped in it.

The light reflected her face like an air-dried orange, and a pair of eyes turned out to be two black holes.

The purple pupils were slightly startled, not surprised by the horror of the old woman's eye holes, but surprised by her ears and fingers.

Obviously she was blind, but she could hear that the purple disciple had thrown an extra piece of gold coin, and she could sew and mend clothes so quickly, this old woman was obviously very human.

As if sensing the purple eyes' gaze, the old woman turned her face to "look" at her.

"Girl, do you want to see a look? Just one gold coin. ”

Zitu glanced at the note wrapped in the gold coin, and casually threw the gold coin into her rattan basket, "Young master, let's go." ”

"Good!"

Purple Pupil glanced at the old woman, turned around and continued to move forward with Purple Pupil.

The old woman "looked" in the direction the two left, re-sewed her clothes, and only muttered, "Born and dead, dead and resurrected, the sun and the moon shine together, and the world ......is in chaos."

Hearing her voice, Zitong subconsciously stopped.

"This old woman is crazy, the young master doesn't have to mind what she says." The purple disciple's gaze fell on the face of a broken door with a wine flag hanging not far away, "This is it, let's go in!" ”

The two of them walked to the door of the dilapidated restaurant, and the purple disciple handed the note in his hand to the janitor who seemed to be drunk, and the man raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the closed door opened immediately.

The two of them walked into the door one after the other, and through a dimly lit alleyway, their eyes immediately brightened.

I saw a long street in front of me, with all kinds of stalls on both sides, and the people coming and going on the street looked like a very ordinary market.

It's just that what is sold is by no means something that is available in the bazaar.

Snow-bright daggers, army-standard repeating steel crossbows, spars, ores...... These things are forbidden by the empire and are not allowed to be sold privately.

"Little master, let's have a dagger, this is made of a high-grade star silver mine, let me tell you, it is a heaven-level nine-star martial artist, it can stab the other party with a single sword!"