"Does Miss Mo know how to use a gun?" Qi Yun watched his boss and Mo Jin reach a consensus on the side, and felt a little cowardly in his heart - to be honest, this vote was really too big, and he didn't have any bottom in his heart.

"No, it won't." But it should be done, and it doesn't seem to be that hard.

Qi Yun held his forehead, he really didn't know where Mo Jin's confidence could destroy Xia Men, "Then Miss Mo wants to learn?" "Temporary cramming probably wouldn't work, right?

Mo Jin raised her eyes to look at Qi Yun, her eyes were full of confusion, to be honest, what did she do with that? According to her current skills, flying flowers and twisted leaves can kill, so why should she learn something that seems meaningless.

"No, but do you know where to sell swords?" Qi Yun didn't say that she had almost forgotten, she didn't have the weapon in her hand yet, and after thinking about it, she decided to find out if there was a soft sword she was used to.

Sword? Miss Mo, are you serious? You're planning to buy it and collect it! Who still uses those things now~ Besides, the sword is a controlled knife, who has nothing to hang on to their body!

Of course, Qi Yun subconsciously ignored it at this time, although he didn't have a sword, he always had a pistol hanging on his waist.

With a long sigh, Qi Yun showed a helpless look on his face, and then said slowly: "If Miss Mo really likes it, why don't you go to the antique street to have a look!" "It's not illegal to sell swords there.

Seeing that Mo Jin was still at a loss, the corners of Qi Yun's mouth raised an extremely helpless smile, looking unusually stiff, "Why don't I take Miss Mo to go shopping!" It's fine in the afternoon anyway. ”

"Okay, that's trouble." If you can find something convenient, you can barely use it, and if you can't find a convenient one, forget it.

In fact, she still has some regrets in her heart.

She used to pin the soft sword to her waist, but that day she probably didn't pin the soft sword to her body because she was in the Demon Palace, so she didn't know that she had arrived at this place. She misses her sword more and more, it has been used for more than twenty years, and it was still made for her by the old seniors.

It's a pity to think about it, thinking that back then, the weapons cast by Duan Lao were hard to find, and there were only five on the rivers and lakes. If it weren't for the fact that her father had some friendship with Duan Lao, she probably wouldn't have used that soft sword.

Antique Street is the name of Yun'an Street in M City, Yun'an Street is located in the center of M City, which was originally a commercial area, and then gradually abandoned because of the road change in M City. Since then, people have started to sell unusual things there, and it has gradually developed into an antique sales area.

This is the origin of the antique street, which has gradually become a symbol of M City. Of course, there are a lot of A goods in this place, so whether you can pick the real thing depends on your eyesight.

As soon as I stepped into Yun'an Street, I saw neatly arranged stalls on the side of the road, full of everything. The stalls were filled with all sorts of antique-looking objects, a mess of them, and of course, blades.

Mo Jin felt that this place was very interesting, and his pace gradually slowed down. Looking at the ceramic doll on the stall, Mo Jin's eyes hooked.

It was so funny that she could make a doll like this for the first time.

"That's fake," Seeing Mo Jin's gaze resting on the puppet, Qi Yun reminded out loud, "The carving of the puppet is too clear and beautiful, it doesn't look like an ancient plaything." "It's all about high imitation.

Mo Jin chuckled, then looked away from the puppet and swept his gaze to the other objects in the stall. She knew it wasn't an antique, because she had come from ancient times, and she was recognizable to things of the age, but she just looked at them twice because they looked interesting.

Seeing that there didn't seem to be anything interesting in this stall, Mo Jin turned his gaze away. Just as he was about to ask Qi Yun if there was a professional place nearby, the corner of his eye squinted, and he was attracted to his gaze.

It's still the same stall, but at the very end of the stall, there is a rusty dagger, and there are some exaggerated patterns on the dagger, and the lines are very clear. On the handle of the dagger, a red thread was tied, and on the red line hung a jade pendant stained with black. And on the body of the dagger, there are still a few cracks.

Mo Jin stepped forward slowly, clasped her fingers lightly, and held the dagger in the palm of her hand.

Seeing that a customer finally came, the stall owner said very enthusiastically: "Yo, you really have a vision." This is a dagger made by Mrs. Xu herself, and this dagger was used by Jing Ke to assassinate Qin back then. The dagger can be sharp, and the hair will be broken. Don't look at it like this now, take it back and pick it up, it's a famous sword......"

The corners of Qi Yun's mouth twitched slightly, this stall owner really dared to make it up, if it was Mrs. Xu's dagger, he would be able to eat this thing on the spot. Seeing that Mo Jin was still watching with relish, and seemed to believe the stall owner's words very much, Qi Yun was even more speechless, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he let out a subtle 'heh'.

With a light tap of his finger on the dagger, he could only hear a faint moan from the dagger, so weak that it was directly covered by the surrounding shouting sounds, if it weren't for Mo Jin's good hearing, he might have ignored this sound. The brows furrowed slightly, and in a flash, Mo Jin carefully observed the cracks on the dagger's body, and then his eyes crossed a trace of understanding in his heart.

"How do you sell this?" Just as the stall owner was gushing about the story, Mo Jin suddenly asked.

"You really have a vision, this is not expensive," the stall owner hesitated for three seconds, crossed his fingers and compared to 'ten', and then continued: "That's it." ”

The stall owner also looks at people talking, these two people, there is a noble temperament all around, and the clothes they wear are not cheap, at first glance they are big customers, the stall owner dares to open his mouth, in fact, this dagger is sent by the side, he didn't spend a penny.

"Ten bucks?" Seeing that Mo Jin didn't react, Qi Yun quickly spoke. He has seen all the tricks of these people here, nothing more than looking at Mo Jin and him like rich people, and he wants to slaughter them. Does he look that stupid?

The stall owner smiled, "What did you say, at least 100,000." This is genuine, if it weren't for the lack of money in my family now, it wouldn't have ......"

"Ten yuan, if you want to love it, just make it fresh." Qi Yun opened his mouth straight and directly rowed to the lowest price. This kind of fake, ten yuan is already considered a high price.

"That, then this one really can't be sold, and it's not like you to lower the price!" The stall owner looked bitter, looking extremely helpless and aggrieved.

The corners of Qi Yun's mouth twitched, and seeing that Mo Jin didn't react, he planned to pull Mo Jin away, Mo Jin's eyes lit up, and he spoke again, "That's it!" A hundred dollars, and you add another one, and sell me that bead with you. ”

Seeing this, the stall owner also knew that the two fat sheep in front of him were not easy to slaughter, but he wanted to work harder, "Otherwise, 10,000, otherwise I will lose too much!" ”

Mo Jin spread her hands, "Qi Yun, let's go!" ”

Seeing that the two of them really left, they didn't even glance at the afterglow, so the stall owner had to call people back again, and a dagger and a bead were sold for a hundred. In fact, his dagger didn't cost money, and the beads were only bought back for two yuan, which can be regarded as a big profit!

Qi Yun was really helpless about Mo Jin's decision, "That dagger looks fake, and I don't think that bead looks like an antique." It's actually a loss for you to spend a hundred. ”

Thinking of Mo Jin's mouth, the corners of her mouth hooked, and she smiled meaningfully, "Is it~ Do you know where there is a place around here that specializes in cold weapons?" ”

Qi Yun nodded, and then led Mo Jin straight through an alley, and after turning two or three corners, he saw a small shop that looked like a grocery store, with three big characters written on it, "Treasure Palace".

When I entered the door, there was only an uncle who looked to be thirty or forty years old sitting on a chair napping, and the shelves around him were densely packed with all kinds of cold weapons.

"Don't look at the temple, this is the one with the most complete cold weapons on this street, but the quality here cannot be guaranteed, it is up to you to choose." Qi Yun stepped into the door of the store and began to explain the reason why he brought Mo Jin here, although the quality of this store is uneven, but it is a bit guaranteed. Instead of going to places where there is no guarantee and the price is high, it is better to be right here!

Mo Jin didn't answer, just reached out and gently touched the swords that looked extremely sharp. The sword has a spirit, and the unsheath can be humane, although at the beginning it is not as powerful as the blade that attaches importance to sharpness, but after running-in, it can become a rare treasure. The hidden sword has no edge, and the blood is seen when it is unsheathed.

This passage is a passage that Duan Lao said to her when he handed her the soft sword, teaching her that if she really wants to use a sword, then she must pay attention to communication with the sword. The sword is the first of a hundred weapons, and it cannot be ignored.

Mo Jin carefully observed the various blades on the shelf, but didn't notice the slightly curious eyes of the boss.

Very few of the people who come here to see the weapons are real connoisseurs, and most of them are just beautiful collections. But Mo Jin just flicked it lightly, and the boss knew that this was a person who knew how to swords.

"Boss, is that all you have here?" Mo Jin turned her head and asked softly, these swords are not as good as she imagined, or rather, they are not as good as the short dagger in her hand.

The boss just smiled lightly, and then looked at the dagger in Mo Jin's hand, "Don't you have it?" ”

"Why don't we change it, you show me its true face, and I'll take you to see the real thing." Although he is a second-class dealer, he also likes these things very much, and he has studied them specifically. Now this strange guest has aroused his interest.

Mo Jin frowned and thought for a while, and finally said slowly: "Do you have a sharper decomposition knife?" ”

"Yes." The boss raised his eyebrows, and the dismantling knife seemed to be really a big piece.

"By the way, would you like to bring a pot? You can cook it. And warm boiled water. As she spoke, Mo Jin gently untied the piece of jade pendant hanging from the dagger.

She knows these techniques now, and she really owes a lot to Duan Lao. Duan Lao Ke is used to dealing with these things, and she also deliberately learned from Duan Lao for a period of time when she was young.