Silently watching Mo Xiang'er's back disappear at the end of the ancient street, Mo Chen couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Mosa, what is the Gu Qin ticket number?" Yamen, I know, is a kind of criminal law institution specially set up by the imperial court in various major realms, generally there are yamen towns, the highest administrative officer is the highest arrest fast pass sentence of the ordinary yamen, and the highest level of arrest is respected as the god of catching, although there is only one god of capture in the ancient Qin Dynasty, but its status is higher than that of the first official of the imperial court, etc., the ancient Qin Dynasty, the ancient Qin ticket number, is there any connection between the two......

"Ink dust, the vast world of life, all kinds of forces exist in all kinds of professions, among them there is a kind of people, they walk in the heaven and earth, guardianship is their faith, responsibility is their principle, peace is their pursuit, they receive some escort commissions through the major ticket numbers, while earning a certain amount of employment money, they also bear the heavy responsibility of escort safety, this kind of person is called by the world, dart master," a touch of nostalgia appeared in the ink sprinkle's eyes, and his voice was gentle," Ten years ago, I was a dart master, and I belonged to the branch of the Gutian Dart Bureau in the Dao Domain. ”

"O dart master...... In other words, the Gu Qin ticket number is specially designed for dart masters, our mission this time is likely to be related to what to escort, and the Gu Tian Dart Bureau that can recruit Senior Brother Mo Sa must be a dart game with a strong background, right?"

"Of course, Mochen, you should have heard that there is a sentence on our Wind Thunder Continent that summarizes all the first-class forces, this sentence is five darts, four sects, three dynasties, two clans and one hall, among which the five major dart games are at the bottom of these first-class forces, but the Gutian Dart Game is the existence that ranks first among the five major dart games, and the Green Ghost Gang that His Royal Highness Mo Ying told you about before is fundamentally different from cloud and mud in front of these first-class forces, which is not worth mentioning," Ink sprinkled walked on the side of the ancient street with Ink Dust, and then Ink Sprinkle pulled out a thick book by the side of a small bookstall and handed it to Ink Dust, "Take it, this sentence is from this book, it has never changed for hundreds of years, this book is called "The Book of Ten Thousand Souls" ,It's written by a legendary great power himself.,Recorded countless things related to soul power.,Every three years, most of the things in it will be updated.,This is the latest version now.,Every book is hard-won.,In our Dao domain, only the largest town, Tiandao City, is sold.,You have to read it well.。 ”

"Five darts, four sects, three dynasties, two clans and one hall...... The original grandfather of the village chief of Qinggui Village is probably my current strength, but he still resents the thugs of the Qinggui Gang, and now I am afraid that I can't even shake the Qinggui Gang, in front of these first-class forces, I am almost like an ant, I must find a way to become stronger......" After silently reciting it a few times in his heart, after confirming that he had memorized that sentence, Mochen tightly held the "Book of Ten Thousand Souls" handed over by Mosan. This is Mo Chen's first book, when he was a child, he only heard his mother tell a lot of stories in the book, and he didn't see the book with his own eyes, he will definitely cherish this book. Then Mochen glanced down at the cover, and the author's signature was the Old Man of Ten Thousand Souls.

Leaving a silver soul coin in the hands of the young bookstall vendor, Mo Sa smiled gently: "The Book of Ten Thousand Souls is only the most expensive book except for the soul formula, but if anyone can get a copy of the first edition of the Book of Ten Thousand Souls hundreds of years ago, take it out and exchange it for at least thousands of gold soul coins, it is said that the author of the year was not called the Old Man of Ten Thousand Souls, but called the Three Souls of Ten Thousand Souls, thinking about it is really hard to sigh......"

At this moment, the young bookstall vendor leaned over and whispered: "Hehe, look at the two of them must also be temperamental, I think the original Ten Thousand Souls Three Young People are also suave people, like to paint portraits of beautiful women, although I don't have the real traces of the old predecessors of Ten Thousand Souls here, but countless junjie follow his old man's example, I still have the last special portrait of a beautiful woman here, I don't know if the two of you are interested in buying?" I guarantee with my character of selling books for ten years that this portrait of a beautiful woman is definitely the only one circulating outside, because the beauty in the painting is none other than the portrait of the first beauty and talented woman in our Blue Sky Ancient City, Miss Lanxi, the only one in the city, there is no semicolon, don't miss this good opportunity!

"A Golden Soul Coin, why don't you grab it?" Before Ink Sprinkle could say anything, Ink Dust almost shouted at the bookstall vendor's face. What is the concept of a Golden Soul Coin? You must know that even if it is a rich man's house in the Blue Sky Ancient City, the annual expenditure is only about ten Golden Soul Coins. A portrait of a beautiful woman is sold for a golden soul coin, which is already a sky-high price.

"This price is absolutely fair, Tong Suo is not deceitful! And don't you know, Miss Lanxi is the daughter of our Lord in the Blue Sky Ancient City, and I don't dare to say that there are more people who pursue Miss Lanxi, but at least I can surround the walls of the Blue Sky Ancient City!" The bookstall vendor looked sincere, and if he looked closely, he was not only younger than Mo Chen, but he was even more handsome than Mo Chen.

Mo Sa shook his head, indicating that they didn't need it, but asked in a gentle voice, "How do you sell that red paintbrush on the ground?" ”

Of course, Mochen wouldn't believe the bookstall vendor's words, just as he was bragging. If it was as he said, then the scroll would have been sold long ago, and it would not have been possible to keep it until now, unless it would cause endless trouble for the bookstall vendor if it was exposed. Then Mochen heard the words and looked at the position where the ink was facing, only to see a pile of chaotic blank scrolls, and a red painting brush lying quietly inside. The brush is more than five feet long, the tip of the pen is full and shiny, and the body of the pen is bright, which is not ordinary at first glance.

At this time, the bookseller finally noticed the dullness of the ink's eyes, and surprise quickly appeared in his heart, even the normal sighted ink dust did not notice his paintbrush, but the blind man in front of him could feel that this person was by no means very human, but the bookseller quickly said calmly: "Sorry two, this paintbrush is my ancestral thing, and it cannot be sold to others." ”

"Then let's go. Mo Sa didn't say anything, and turned around and walked directly towards the front of the ancient street. There was a slight hint of doubt in Mo Chen's eyes, the brush just looked good, why did Senior Brother Mo Sa offer to buy it? But then Mo Chen quickly followed Mo Sa and left.

"Whew...... Fortunately, they didn't have a great interest in my Chiling brush, otherwise I'm afraid there will be some trouble, it seems that the next time I come out, I can't take it out at will, alas, why can't I sell my sister's portrait, I finally hid it to paint this portrait of my sister, I wanted to change some pocket money, but I didn't expect that no one would want to believe me, and I didn't even look at it......" The bookseller was immediately relieved to see Mo Chen and the two leaving, and then he turned to look at a blue brocade box on the ground, and sighed softly.

"I heard that you have the only portrait of Lan Xi, the daughter of the general judge, here in the whole city?" was the bookstall vendor sighing, a man wrapped in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

"Huh?" the bookseller only felt a fierce aura rushing to his face in an instant, and he came back to his senses with a spirit, looked at the black-robed man in front of him vigilantly and said, "Yes...... Yes, you want to buy it? Would you like to believe me?"

"Show it to me first. The black-robed man's breath was restrained, but his voice was still low, and under the cover of the black robe, the bookstall vendor couldn't see his face clearly.

"Good...... Okay!" The bookstall vendor's handsome face was more surprised, he immediately bent down to pick up the blue brocade box, then opened the brocade box, and carefully handed the only picture scroll to the black-robed man, there was still a little reluctance in his eyes, you know, in order to paint this picture, he had worked hard for a whole month, if it was not for the urgent use of money, he was reluctant to sell it.

The black-robed man stretched out his palm from his sleeve robe, quickly opened the scroll and glanced at it, for a moment, his whole body seemed to tremble, but then he quickly put the scroll back away, and asked in a deep voice: "I want it, how much?"

"This ......" The bookstall vendor hesitated slightly for a moment, a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart, but he was quickly suppressed, "Two Golden Soul Coins sold you!"

The black-robed man did not hesitate, stretched out his other hand, the black ring on his index finger flashed brightly, and more than a dozen golden soul coins fell into the hands of the bookstall vendor, and at the same time, the black-robed man's deep voice sounded: "It's so beautiful, it's really beautiful, this picture scroll is simply not something that can be measured by money, but it's a pity that I only have sixteen gold soul coins on me, which is exactly the age of Miss Lanxi, so I'll give it to you together, I'm leaving, but you have to remember, don't tell anyone that I bought this picture scroll." ”

The fierce aura disappeared in an instant, and the black-robed man disappeared, but this time the bookstall vendor's face was no longer frightened, but a deep thought, he secretly thought to himself: "Although his storage ring is the lowest, the mark on it obviously belongs to the Ink Realm Domain, and the Domain is one of the nine major subdomains of the Ink Realm, what is the purpose of their coming here...... It won't be bad for my sister, right...... Forget it, no matter, anyway, with my father here, my sister will definitely be fine, I'd better go buy medicine for Xiaoye first......"

The bookseller thought about putting the bookstall away, and then left quickly.