"Your mother... Does she mind?" Wu Qing asked again

For her, she doesn't have much affection for the Zhong family, and her attitude is casual, but what about her mother, she is not, she has always loved her father deeply, over the years, although she quarreled with her father, she complained more about herself, but her love for her father remained the same.

She minded. Zhong Xingyue didn't think about answering

Wu Qing's eyes dimmed, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Zhong Xingyue felt a little inexplicable, but as a junior, she still didn't ask why Wu Qing asked like this, and she estimated that it would be in vain to ask.

"Little cousin, you wait for me, I'm going to buy something. ”

Her eyes were already wandering on the shops around her, the national capital was lively at night, there were many pedestrians, and the lights along the street were bright, and the place that Zhong Xingyue valued was a blacksmith shop near the corner.

"Good. ”

There is no need to light the lamp in the blacksmith's shop, the light is very bright, and there is a raging fire in the huge furnace in the middle, the fire is bright, and the old blacksmith who reflects it is also full of light, he holds a pitch-black hammer in his hand, and keeps beating a tool in the furnace that is similar to an iron rod that has not yet been formed, and the sparkling fire buds fly out, and the gorgeous flashes are blind.

Approaching the blacksmith shop, a wave of heat came to his face, Zhong Xingyue suddenly felt like the whole person, and he couldn't wait to take a step back immediately.

It's a hot day......

The old blacksmith had obviously adapted to this kind of life, and it was not said that the heat had no effect on him, but the fire buds that splashed out from time to time fell on his body, and he did not even blink a brow.

"Uncle!"

There was a bumping sound inside, and Zhong Xingyue was afraid that he wouldn't hear it, so he shouted loudly.

The old blacksmith glanced back at them, and did not stop the movement of his hand, but the thrashing movement was a little quieter, "Little girl, what do you want to do?"

"I want needles, sixty. ”

Belch......

The old blacksmith and Wu Qing were surprised at the same time.

There are a lot of people who need needles these days, but people are asking for sewing and mending, where do they need so much.

As soon as Zhong Xingyue saw the expressions of the two, she knew that they mistakenly thought that she was going to sew the needle to mend the clothes.

"Uncle, I don't want that kind of needle, it's like this. She took out the drawings she had prepared a long time ago, and on them detailed sixty silver needles of different sizes and thicknesses, and the needle ends did not have the pinholes that traditional needles have, which looked a little strange.

"What's your needle for, little girl? The old blacksmith wiped his face with a handkerchief around his neck, took Zhong Xingyue's drawings and asked curiously

He's been playing for so many years, and he's never seen this.

"This is a silver needle, used for acupuncture. ”

Wu Qing also looked at the drawing carefully, but he didn't know what acupuncture was, so he asked, "Hidden weapon?"

Well, some of the hidden weapons seem to be too coarse, and besides, all the blacksmiths in this blacksmith shop are made of mortal iron, even if they are beautifully shaped, they are not of great use to the monks.

"No, it's for people's treatment, little cousin, I'll talk to you later. ”

Acupuncture does not exist in the Guangwu Continent, and it is not easy to explain this matter, and she has to organize the language well.

Wu Qing nodded, anyway, he just had to keep her safe.

"Uncle, can you fight this?"

"Okay, you can put the drawings here, just come and get them tomorrow, and I'll accept you a high-grade spirit bead." ”

With Wu Qing here, of course this money does not need to be paid by Zhong Xingyue.

Away from the blacksmith shop, a gust of night wind blew, and Zhong Xingyue couldn't help but feel excited.

Not far away, a restaurant is overcrowded, in and out of talking and laughing, all rich people, upstairs seems to have a singer stroking the piano, melodious music covers the noise of the restaurant, with the night breeze, rippling the hearts of young men on the street.

The willows are still clinging, the fragrance of wine is attacking, and the lights are flickering on and off, and there is a man in white standing faintly.

Zhong Xingyue's gaze crossed the crowd, crossed the tree branches, and landed on him accurately.

It's him!

Gao Zixuan!

Zhong Xingyue narrowed her eyes, with coldness in her eyes.

Hehe... It's really a narrow road...

Gao Zixuan seemed to feel something, so he looked here, and after seeing Zhong Xingyue's face, he was stunned at first, and then turned angry.

Angry at what? The killer bought by anger didn't kill himself, right? Angry that he is still standing in front of him intact!

Zhong Xingyue looked at his angry eyes and suddenly smiled.

In Yuanshou Mansion, the Gao family is the boss is good, but where is this?

This is the national capital, and the Gao family is nothing here!

Who is next to her?

The little general of the Wu family, the second son of the Marquis of Zhenguo!

So, Zhong Xingyue unceremoniously stretched out a thumbs up to him.

Is this praising him? Gao Zixuan was stunned again

However, apparently disappointed him, Zhong Xingyue's fingers gradually turned, and his thumb slowly turned downward.

Despise!

Naked contempt!

Zhong Xingyue's eyebrows flew, and the smile in her eyes was even better, as if she was saying

Come on, hit me...

"Look for death!" Gao Zixuan punched the pillar next to him, and the murderous intent in his eyes was so strong that he could almost drip water.

This woman is so hateful, he must kill her!

Suddenly, he felt a cold gaze fall on him.

This gaze was terrifying, just like he usually looked at his subordinates who had not completed the task, he was shocked, and when he looked at that line of sight, he noticed that there was an extremely young and handsome man standing next to Zhong Xingyue.

He stood with his hands in his hands at this time, his eyes were cold, his face was as cold as ice, and he was obviously standing below, but he just gave people the urge to look up.

This man... Who is it?

Zhong Xingyue waved her hand, pulled Wu Qing and left.

There were many people on the street, and the figures of the two quickly disappeared.

"Xingyue, that person has an enmity with you?" Wu Qing asked with a frown

"Little cousin, I don't mind if the Gao family of the Yuan Shou Mansion is ruined. Zhong Xingyue blinked and replied

Wu Qing thought about it, it turned out that the kid was a member of the Gao family in the Yuan Shou Mansion, I heard that the Gao family relied on himself to stay away from the jurisdiction of the national capital, and did evil in the place where he served, and the saint was busy now, too lazy to deal with it, he had a grudge against Xingyue, and he must have provoked Xingyue.

"It can be used as a greeting gift. He laughs

The conversation between the two doesn't seem to be on the same line, but both of them understand.

"The set of acupuncture you mentioned, I think you can create a set of magic weapons, after all, the monk has no feeling for ordinary mortal iron. ”

Zhong Xingyue nodded, she also thought so, once it was made into a magic weapon, not only would the healing effect be better, but she could also sneak attack the opponent if necessary, but she didn't have any money...

"Alright, I'll have someone build you one. Wu Qing said helplessly

"Little cousin, I swear, you are definitely the best uncle ever!"

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