What Mu Changli saw was no one else, it was the stunned young man he met at the S County Hotel. At that time, he was the first to speak, which ruined the reserve of the masters. At the moment, he was stunned enough, although he was covered with a piece of cloth, he still exposed his head and face - otherwise Mu Changli would not recognize him.

The reason why Mu Changli disdains him is naturally because he has seen the other party at a glance. He may not be familiar with the lineage in other places, but he really knows it very well in the southwest. The stunned young man knew that he was from the Lu tribe as soon as he looked at his dress, and this clan was a side branch of the Yi tribe, and now there are only two villages left. One of the village's surnames is Meng, and the other is surnamed Ma.

As for the Southwest Secret Spell Yunyun, it is naturally the [Soul Burying Technique] of the secret Soul Burial Technique of the Wei people. The spell is very simple, bury human hair and clothing in the ground and curse it. The people of the Wei nationality are still relatively taboo about this kind of spell, once they find out which family can bury souls or release Gu, the whole village will be taboo to associate with this family.

Due to the closure of the place, this kind of thing is still happening even after more than a hundred years of the Second Spell Revolution.

But even so, the [Soul Burying Technique] is not a great spell. Not to mention others, Mu Changli is confident that even if he is not himself before entering the art school, he can hang the stunned Qing up with one hand.

So Mu Chang left the big lama and sat down beside him, who didn't see who it was at first. After Mu Changli turned on the flashlight, he jumped to the side suddenly: "You...... What do you want to do?"

"It's just a chat, what are you afraid of?" Mu Changli deliberately said in an accent that was closer to the local dialect of the Lu people.

Suddenly heard the local voice in a place far away from home, even if he was stunned, he was stunned all of a sudden. He was silent for a moment, then said a little slowly, "I heard it that day." ”

"Huh?"

"Are you...... People from the Mu family. ”

"What's wrong with the Mu family? Are you from the Dali Duan family?" Mu Changli replied half-jokingly. In history, the last descendants of the Duan clan in Dali were indeed destroyed by Mu Ying when he conquered the south, but I don't know if this stunned young man knows this stalk.

Stunned Qing continued to say vigilantly: "Your Mu family is too powerful, I can't climb it." ”

"Where in the world is there any Mu family? all of them are dead, and I am the last one with the surname Mu. Mu Changli leaned back and tried to sit more comfortably, "What about your family, how many brothers and sisters are there?"

When chatting with people, you have to dominate the topic, this is what Mu Changli learned from Aunt Mei. Sure enough, after starting to do homework, the stunned Qingqing's vigilance began to let go more or less: "Five...... Younger brother, two older sisters. ”

Mu Changli was about to sigh "so much" when he heard "five", and immediately ate these two words back after hearing the suffix. I still underestimate the people, such a family actually gave birth to eight, it's really amazing, and I don't know how to feed it.

And don't forget, the stunned Qinghui [Soul Burying Technique] is the so-called "Soul Burying Witch" of the Lu people. Even in a modern society governed by the rule of law, even if they tied up their families and threw them at the head of the village to spit on them, it was absolutely normal.

"So I'm here, I've heard that there are many opportunities in the magic capital, and you can make a lot of money. Stunned Qing said.

After that, Mu Changli slowly set it out. Although Yang Zhi's incident was snatched by Mu Changli at the behest of Chen Yunhe, since those people couldn't afford to provoke Chen Yunhe, most of them would find someone to anger afterwards.

Breaking the reserved stunned youth of the masters, they were the first to bear the brunt, and they joined forces to reject it from the S County Hotel. Although Hogel is a good person, the diners spontaneously cut off his beard, and the level of publicity is not enough, so he can never get a job, and finally he can only leave the S County Hotel in a gloomy manner.

"So you're here?" Mu Changli tried not to let his tone reveal pity, he didn't need pity, what he needed more was equal communication.

"Here in the ghost market, the management fee is the lowest. Stunned Qing actually smiled at Mu Changli, "Actually, I originally came here to sell things at night, do you want to buy it?" ”

Mu Changli began to pick and choose from his stall, he looked very carefully, after all, he was not a Gewu department, and it would not be good if he looked away. Many of the things in this stall are antiques—fake: the patina of the copper tripod is known to be made of old age, and it is made by burying it in the ground; the sword seems to be interesting, but unfortunately there is no aura on it, and the fart is not used; the colored porcelain is decent, and the pattern drawn on it is ...... I'm sorry, please take away the things in consortium B.

In the end, there is only one glass bottle that is a little interesting. Everything else is either a fake, or an ambiguous thing, in short, in the eyes of the practitioner, worthless.

"How is it?" Stunned Qing saw that Mu Changli had finished picking it up, and asked hopefully, "Do you have a fancy for it?"

Mu Changli couldn't bear to tell him directly, the guy in your stall is not even a magnificent tattered, it is a real tattered. Most of the people who come to the ghost market come for spell-related things, and you are worthless in their eyes...... Finally, he gritted his teeth and asked, "How much does it cost?"

"What?" was stunned, apparently not understanding at once.

"I'm asking you, how much does it cost if you want to buy all these things?" Mu Changli pulled everything together in the middle, trying not to look at the pile of rags, "Let's make a price." ”

Stunned Qing obviously didn't expect Mu Changli to be like this, he hesitated and stretched out a finger, and then opened his other hand and raised it. Mu Changli was ruthless, looked at no one on the left and right, leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'll give you 20,000, you can sell all the things to me." With this money, you can leave the capital and go home. ”

"But I ...... at home"

"Are you homesick?" Mu Changli asked bluntly.

Stunned Qing thought about it very seriously and said, "I want to, but when I think of making money, I don't want to." ”

What he said was a little illogical, but Mu Changli understood. Here, no matter what method he uses to make money, even if he uses [Soul Burying] to curse people, as long as he can feed his family who is still in the village, he can do anything, dare to do anything.

"20,000, no matter which village you belong to, is enough to build a house. Mu Changli's tone suddenly became much more stern, "Listen, take the money, look at it, buy a ticket home immediately, and go back." Then pick up your family and move to a village a little further away. ”

"But we don't marry with foreigners......"

"You say as if your two sisters are married. Mu Changli didn't care what the facts were, he just wanted to overwhelm the other party in momentum, and continued to speak in one go, "You remember, this is the capital of all demons, and it's not as beautiful as you think." Even if it's good, where is it good to have your own home? When you go out to work and work during the day, someone will prepare your meals and wash your feet in the morning, and someone will help you boil the water for washing your feet...... Let's go back. ”

was probably moved by Mu Changli's words, maybe he remembered his elderly parents, his sister who couldn't get married yet, and his younger brother who had no school at home...... Stunned, Qing finally nodded. Until he was taken by Mu Changli to hand over the money to him and sent him to the taxi, he still couldn't believe that all this was true.

......

However, Mu Changli seemed to have forgotten that there was a gaze at him just now. In fact, when he left the ghost market, he happened to pass by the owner of that gaze again.

"Xie Shao, what's wrong with that person just now?" the person standing left and lowered his head and asked softly, "Do you need me to send someone to clean him up?"

"It's just a little bit of a skirmish, and I can't do it. The cloak Xie Man shook his head, "That's a student of the art school. ”

"Understood. The man smiled knowingly, and said with some grovel, "Just teach a lesson, and never cause any trouble." I don't know if you can mention a little bit about it, what spell is that kid good at?"

Xie Man hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke: "One level lower than me, I am tired of Shengke, and it is said that in the same year, people are quite high." ”

"Second grade, ...... of the disgusting department," the man thought for a while, raised his hand and made a phone call to go out, "I'll let Plucking Mao Zhen deal with him, the three of them are waiting at the intersection, it's just right to deal with someone who is good at disgusting." ”

Xie Man nodded, quickly put this matter behind him, and turned to think about the matter in front of him.