Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Assassin
After shopping for a while, Mo Xiaoxian walked into a collectibles store, which was very ancient, and Mo Xiaoxian was attracted to it unconsciously. I did see some things that are not usually seen, like antiques, but not like them, to all kinds of strange things that are collected by collectors.
There are some things in the store that Mo Xiaoxian doesn't know what they are, but these things give Mo Xiaoxian a feeling of being extraordinary. In particular, the sword on the counter in the middle of the shop was made of reddish-brown wood with an unknown silver pattern hovering over it, which seemed to be metal, and had a ghostly glow. For some reason, this sword gave Mo Xiaoxian a very familiar feeling.
When Mo Xiaoxian looked at the sword and fell into a daze, suddenly a powerful old man's body sounded, and Mo Xiaoxian came back to his senses in shock.
Mo Xiaoxian's senses are very keen now, but when she just came in, she obviously didn't notice that someone was there, how could this person suddenly appear, but she didn't notice it, Mo Xiaoxian couldn't help but be vigilant.
"Little girl, do you like this sword?"
The other party spoke again, the voice came from behind, and Mo Xiaoxian immediately turned around. But what Mo Xiaoxian saw when she turned around was the position of the other party's chest. Mo Xiaoxian looked up and saw the other party clearly, Mo Xiaoxian couldn't help but marvel at the other party's height, this height is two meters, it should be more than two meters...... The other party was an old man who looked seventy or eighty years old, but he was full of red light, looking at himself with a smile, the old man's eyes were like an inverted crescent moon, and his eyes were extraordinarily focused.
But the other party has long hair like the ancients, and it is tied up, but the back half of the hair hangs down. The old man was wearing an ancient robe, but Mo Xiaoxian couldn't remember which dynasty had such a costume in ancient times, and there were silver lines on the clothing, which was weird and exquisite.
Mo Xiaoxian didn't answer the old man's question immediately, but looked at the old man who suddenly appeared behind him with a suspicious expression, even if the height is weird, why is it not normal to dress up and down, and Mo Xiaoxian found that the old man's figure was abnormally burly, if it weren't for the old man's white hair and some furrows left by time on his face, this old man didn't look like a normal old man at all.
The fifth child was a little weak by Mo Xiaoxian's eyes, what is the matter with this little girl's gaze, and she has not grown into a monster.
Lao Wu continued to maintain his signature smile, looked at Mo Xiaoxian and pointed to the sword on the counter in front of him, and spoke again: "You like the ghost slash?" ”
Slash? Is that the name of the sword...... Mo Xiaoxian only felt familiar, but she still couldn't remember if she had heard the name. "Familiar, you're the owner of this shop?" Mo Xiaoxian said. Looking back from here, you can still see people coming and going on the street, but no other guests come in, and no one pays attention to this place, Mo Xiaoxian is even more puzzled. "Well, the old man is the owner of this shop, but only people who are destined can come in here?" Lao Wu said to Mo Xiaoxian with a slight mystery.
Mo Xiaoxian just looked at the old man more suspiciously, and there were still a few wisps of the color of the god stick in his eyes. Mo Xiaoxian knows that some people are intoxicated with some hobbies and can't extricate themselves, confusing reality and illusion. This old man is afraid that he loves collecting, and has become obsessed, imagining that he is a mysterious ancient, guarding a holy place where treasures are hidden.
Lao Wu understood Mo Xiaoxian's gaze, and the smile on his face this time was a little unbearable, thinking to himself why the young people now don't know how to respect the old man so much, and they looked at themselves with such suspicious eyes.
Lao Wu stopped talking nonsense, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the sword in front of him automatically flew to his hand. Mo Xiaoxian saw the old man put the sword in his hand and pushed himself outward, repeating himself: "This sword is related to you, you can use it well to help you deal with some of the next crises." “
Hearing the old man's word crisis, Mo Xiaoxian immediately woke up, but found that he had been pushed out of the door by the old man, and what surprised Mo Xiaoxian was that at the moment Mo Xiaoxian came out, the scene in front of him changed, the original strange store no longer existed, and the store in front of him suddenly became an ordinary fabric store.
Mo Xiaoxian couldn't react a little, but the long sword he was holding in his hand was still in his hand, and the silver lines were still glowing under the light.
Slash?
There was no longer any way to see the original shop and the strange old man, so Mo Xiaoxian left with the sword in his hand.