Chapter 12: I'm Just a Handyman
It was a short light purple robe, with faint black lines on the cuffs and neckline, and rounded shoulders embroidered with subtle dark fuzz.
The overall style is not as high-profile and luxurious as other clothing, it is a little simple compared to it, it is hidden in an unobtrusive corner, faintly revealing a sense of mystery, attracting Mo Yang to stop here.
Mo Yang stared at a pair of bright eyes, looking at it stupidly, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
The uncle standing on the side was still respectful just now, but now his face became serious, and a low tone came out of his throat: "This son, presumably a spiritual qi master?"
Mo Yang turned his head and looked at him stunned, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and his eyes showed horror.
The corners of the uncle's mouth rose slightly, and he raised his head, and the top of his shiny head shone a little.
"You shouldn't be wrong, only the Reiki Master can see what makes it unique. ”
"This ...... Is there something wrong with this dress?" Mo Yang was suspicious.
"Although it may not look remarkable, it is an excellent thing for a Reiki Master. There was a hint of eagerness in the uncle's eyes.
"You may feel it, it has actually been emitting a faint aura, if the aura master wears it on his body, he can condense his own spiritual veins at all times, making it more rich and rich. ”
"This ......" Mo Yang never thought that a piece of clothing could have such a great effect. And isn't he in need of the refining of the spiritual veins the most now? stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to find them, it doesn't take any effort to get them, isn't this a ready-made treasure? Mo Yang was secretly excited in his heart.
"This ...... How much does this dress cost? I bought it. Mo Yang was a little impatient, and his eyes were full of eagerness.
If Tianshu knew the effect of this dress, she would definitely buy it for herself, right? Mo Yang thought in his heart.
"Today, I have a relationship with Childe, and you are also a noble aura master, of course it is cheaper. ”
"8,000 gold coins, how?"
"What...... What?" Mo Yang shouted, glaring at the boss with both eyes.
"Are you robbing? 8,000 gold! Your whole store isn't worth the price, is it?"
You must know that when Mo Yang used to work in the post station, his monthly salary was only five silver coins, and a hundred silver coins were equivalent to one gold coin, 8,000 was an astronomical amount that was difficult to reach for him, and I am afraid that he would not be able to afford this kind of high-end goods for the rest of his life.
The uncle was not angry, his face was still calm, like a calm water, and he did not make any waves.
"If you don't like it, just look at other clothes, and I'll leave this one to someone who is destined. The tone is a bit harsh, which makes people feel unpleasant.
Mo Yang was scolding with him, and a tactful and melodious voice suddenly came from behind him, which was very familiar.
"I bought this dress. ”
At this time, Tianshu was wearing a cyan gauze skirt, the pleats of the skirt flowed lightly on the ground like snow and moonlight, and several translucent crystals were embedded in the slanted shoulders, which were dazzling. A pale floral bandeau on the chest reveals a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones, shiny black hair tied up with a blue hair bundle, and a small pink white jade hairpin inserted next to the sideburns.
The red skin looming on Tianshu's cheeks is as delicate and lovely as flower petals, and the whole person is like a dragonfly flying in the wind, and like a pure and thorough ice and snow elf.
Even if it's a mortal fairy, it's nothing more than that, right? Mo Yang looked a little stupid.
"I bought this dress as well. Tianshu's tone was extremely cold, and she was a little disgusted with this uncle.
"Okay, this son, please come with me. He carefully removed his clothes and said with a smile in his tone.
After a short time, Mo Yang strode over, wearing a light purple short robe draped over his body, although it was not as glamorous as Tianshu, but it matched Mo Yang very well, and it looked clean and neat.
The moment he put on this purple robe, Mo Yang felt a warm current wandering back and forth in his body, constantly forging his spiritual veins with the beating of his heart, although it was not very strong, but he could always feel the slightest subtle changes.
"Hehe, Sister Tianshu, am I good-looking?" Mo Yang turned around in place, showing off, he had never worn such expensive clothes since he was a child.
"Good looking. Tianshu showed a smile of relief, and the big boy in front of him always felt a little more mature.
"This young lady, look at ......" The uncle on the side came over with a smile on his face.
Tianshu frowned, she raised her palm, and a light blue light suddenly spilled out, shining on the entire hall. After the blue light, a spirit stone that was exactly the same as before appeared in Tianshu's hand.
"This one is fine. Tianshu's ruddy cheeks were slightly white, and her breathing was a little messy.
The boss seemed to have seen something terrible, the fat on his face stretched out, and his eyes widened like brass bells.
"Yes...... OK. ”
He respectfully presented it with both hands and carefully took it aside.
"Sister Tianshu, can this spirit stone still be used as money?" Mo Yang whispered in Tianshu's ear.
"That's right, aura masters are already scarce, and spirit stones are even rarer items in the world. Therefore, just a defective spirit stone will have such a high price. Tianshu's face recovered and explained slowly.
"Bang!"
The wooden door of the hall was kicked open, and standing outside were five or six men, all of them fierce and vicious, with fierce faces and strong bodies.
The leader is a thin man, combing a short hair, a pigtail standing up behind his head, a pair of eyebrows pointed upward, holding a delicate paper fan in his hand, two phoenix eyes look around the hall coldly, if it weren't for a few mustaches on his chin, others might really think he was a woman.
The uncle at the counter seemed to have seen a terrible figure, crawled and crawled, rushed over with a smoke, bent down and whispered to him.
"Young Master Yao, you ...... How did you get here. ”
"Where's the fine silk I ordered last time, hasn't it arrived yet?" the voice was sharp and harsh, and it sounded a little uncomfortable.
"It's here, it's here, I'll bring it. He trotted again and hurried to a room at the back of the hall.
Everyone walked in from the outside, and the thin man led by him wandered around, and the pair of inverted triangular eyes suddenly glanced at Tianshu.
As if he had discovered something, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he walked over with a paper fan in his hand and small steps.
"Dare to ask the girl's name. He smiled lewdly, his pointed nose shrunk, and he seemed to smell the fragrance of violet flowers emanating from Tianshu.
Tianshu ignored it, as if she hadn't heard it, and walked out of the hall with Mo Yangzheng about to bypass everyone. Suddenly, two large, massive bodies blocked their path.
"Girl, don't be in such a hurry to leave, how about you go and sit on my Yao Mansion?" he laughed more and more obscenely, and all the big men around him had malicious smiles on their faces.
Tianshu stood coldly in place, her hands around her chest, her thin lips opened slightly, and she slowly spit out two words.
"Mo Yang. ”
Mo Yang on the side understood what she meant and walked over from behind her. He clenched his fists, made a crisp sound of "click, click, click", and walked towards everyone with a blank face.
Only then did they notice Mo Yang's existence, but they were all full of disdainful mockery, and one of the big men said, "What......?
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Yang's flying foot had already kicked his lower abdomen hard. It's like kicking a chicken, effortlessly. The man's body suddenly curled, and like a cannonball, it flew out upside down without any obstruction, and smashed into the shop opposite the attic, lying straight on the ground.
"You, you...... Who are you?" the thin man's paper fan closed and pointed at Mo Yang with a trembling voice.
"I'm just a handyman. ”