As soon as Mo Jue recovered from the weightlessness, he was startled by this loud shout, and subconsciously put his hand behind his back, wanting to draw his sword out.

"Why are you here?"

As soon as he grasped the hilt of the sword, another voice came, and Mo Jue saw clearly that the person standing not far away with a puzzled face had officially had a few faces.

Relaxing his tense mentality, Mo Jue smiled slightly and said, "I've seen Senior Brother, Senior Brother's trip is for the trial of the sect, but how is Senior Brother here?"

Hearing this, Fang Ce stepped forward and put his arm on Mo Jue's shoulder, and said as he walked: "This is the closest town to the Demon Forest, called Demon Rejection City, the disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect need to take turns here, isn't it my turn?"

As he spoke, the two walked out of the main hall, and what greeted Mo Jue was a bustling town, with a surging flow of people on the streets, including some warriors with swords in their hands, and the army that was constantly patrolling the city, which was a touch of fierceness compared to the town in Mo Jue's impression.

As Fang Ce spoke, he suddenly remembered that Mo Jue said that he had come here to conduct the sect trial, and couldn't help but ask, "Alas, junior brother, aren't you going to enter the Demon Forest?"

Originally, Fang Ce thought that Mo Jue was just like him, and he would just come to take a turn for a few months, but after thinking about it, it was not in line with Zhang Ziyi's character, and in addition to taking a turn in the Demon Rejection City, he had to go to the Demon Forest. That's why I asked.

When Mo Jue heard this, he could only smile bitterly and nodded, whether it was Hu Anping or Jing Su, or Fang Ce now, they all thought that it was not a good idea for Mo Jue to go to the Demon Forest at this time, which showed how famous Zhang Ziyi's unreliability was in the Cloud Sword Sect.

"Hey, the danger on the periphery of this demon forest is not small. Wait a minute, junior brother will explain some things, and I'll talk to you when I come back. ”

After Fang Ce dropped a sentence, he hurriedly ran to the side, muttered a few words to another Cloud Sword Sect disciple and then ran back and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

Fang Ce's behavior made Mo Jue a little confused, and he couldn't help asking, "Senior brother, what are you?"

Fang Ce explained as he pulled Mo Jue outside, "Senior brother, aren't you a demon forest, although it's only the periphery, you still have to be cautious. Senior brother will take you to prepare. ”

Then he started a long shopping process with Mo Jue, and stopped when Mo Jue's storage ring was full.

In the evening, Mo Jue stayed in an inn with a blank face, and in the end, he still didn't have a clear plan, what he wanted to go was not to the outskirts of the demon forest, but to go deeper.

"Well, let's stay for one night. ”

Mo Jue sighed faintly and said helplessly.

Faced with the self-cooked strategy, Mo Jue said that he had no way at all, not to mention that many things were paid for by others, and it didn't seem good to walk away.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue pushed open the door and walked out.

On the street, Mo Jue walked slowly on it, compared to when he first arrived, there was undoubtedly a lot less crowd, and wisps of cooking smoke rose from the city, drifted to the sky and slowly dissipated.

Here, Mo Jue felt a different aura from the Cloud Sword Sect, in layman's terms, it was the fireworks in the world, and the Cloud Sword Sect was more of that ethereal aura.

Many of the disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect had gone out to practice, or they were stationed in the town like Fang Ce, so there were not many people active, and it felt like a fairyland, which was the life he had been looking forward to before.

But when Mo Jue was really in it, he felt that something seemed to be missing, which made him very uncomfortable, and it was only today that he realized that it was the lack of these fireworks.

Different from ordinary towns, there are many more blacksmith shops on both sides of the streets of this demon city, and Mo Jue has already passed several places along the way.

As soon as the men who squatted by the stove all the year round saw Mo Jue, they would beckon him to come in and have a look, mainly because Mo Jue's outfit was too in line with the image of a young knight.

Dressed in white, Shengxue, with a long sword behind him, he was a big patron at first glance.

When passing by a blacksmith shop, Mo Jue stopped, and next to the iron stove in the shop, an old man with gorgeous hair brandished an iron hammer and smashed it on the blade embryo again and again, and it seemed that the shape was the head of a spear. Beside the old man, a child watched the old man's movements intently, for fear of missing a slight.

That thin body reminded Mo Jue of Uncle Wang who was far away in Yangliu Town, at that time Uncle Wang's body was still quite strong, and when he taught Mo Jue to fish, he also wanted to be like that child, cheering up all his spirits, and just wanted to learn as soon as possible, so as to reduce Uncle Wang's burden......

When Mo Jue was immersed in his memories, the beating sound in the blacksmith shop stopped, and the old man noticed Mo Jue who was standing at the door and set off, and hurriedly wiped the things in his hands, his dark hands wiped and wiped on the coarse cloth shirt, and then wiped the sweat off his forehead before he walked to Mo Jue and said:

"This young man, but he needs armor?"

The old man obviously saw the terrifying sword on Mo Jue's back, and asked about the armor when he opened his mouth, and the excited look in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

In the eyes of the old man, a person like Mo Jue is a pretending rich boy at the worst, as long as he can sell him something, his grandson can go to a private school.

The old man's words woke Mo Jue from his memories, and the latter hurriedly saluted, and said, "Hello old man, the boy is abrupt, please don't be surprised." ”

To be honest, Mo Jue himself felt a little embarrassed, standing at the door of someone's house and standing still, his eyes fluttering, no matter how he looked at it, it was very rude.

"How could it be, Xiao Lao'er happened to create a pair of high-grade armor today, and invited the son to take a look, how about it?"

The old man said with a smile, his eyes looking at Mo Jue with hope, and then the child also ran out, hiding half of his body in the door frame and quietly looking at Mo Jue.

Seeing this situation, Mo Jue really didn't know how to refuse, so he could only say: "Since this is the case, please go first." ”

"Great!"

Seeing that Mo Jue responded, the old man responded excitedly, turned around and walked inside, and when he saw the child leaning behind the door, he laughed and scolded: "Why are you so ignorant of this baby?

The child shrunk his neck and hurried into a small door.

Mo Jue followed behind the old man and saw this scene, and the intimacy in his heart was even heavier, but as soon as he stepped into the blacksmith shop, Mo Jue's brows couldn't help frowning.

It wasn't because he had been deceived by the old man, but the shop was so shabby that the whole room was filled with scrap and an iron furnace, and the only thing left was a few blades hanging on the walls.

Some of the blades had a little rust on them, some of them were crippled at the edges, and the only thing they had in common was that all the blades had been wiped with all their hearts, and they looked like new.

"Son, wait a minute, little old man will take out the armor. ”

The old man brought Mo Jue in, and after leaving a word, he walked into the small door, thinking that it was where they lived.

After a few moments, the child came out of it with a teacup in his hand, timidly handed it to Mo Jue, and said, "Big brother...... Drink tea..."

Mo Jue took the tea, and a fragrance poured into his nostrils, only to see two unknown leaves floating in the cup, not the usual ground tea leaves.

Just by smelling it, Mo Jue felt a lot calmer in his heart, as if he was holding a weakened version of the Pure Heart Jade.

"Childe has been waiting for a long time, this armor is a relic left by the dog, please take a look at ......"

At this moment, the old man walked out with a package in his hand and said to Mo Jue.

The old man's words made Mo Jue stunned for a moment: "Since it is a relic." How to ......"

Generally speaking, relics are heavy in the minds of the family and cannot be desecrated, but the old man wants to sell the relics left by his son to Mo Jue.

When the old man heard this, he smiled wryly, pointed to the tea in Mo Jue's hand and explained: "The tea in the child's hand is made from a kind of leaf called the meditation tree, which is extremely popular among the upper classes, but the meditation tree grows in the demon forest......

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, it was a completely unrelated word, but the meaning of the words could not be easily guessed, and sure enough, what the old man said next verified his conjecture.

"My unsuccessful child, just because this tea comes quickly, under the ghost's mind, he actually entered the depths of the demon forest and never came out again. My grandson was just three years old, and his mother left him and ran away......"

Seeing this, the child hurriedly stepped forward, wiping the old man's tears, and comforted: "Grandpa doesn't cry, Xiaoxuan will be very obedient." Don't cry..."

As the child spoke, he began to cry, but he tried very hard to control his tears and not let them fall.

This child is only seven or eight years old, but he is more sensible than many children of the same age, Mo Jue lowered his head when he saw this, and remembered the days when Uncle Wang took care of himself.

"Alas, don't be like this, uncle, I bought this armor, I don't know if this is enough?"

Mo Jue, who was uncomfortable in his heart, sighed slightly, took out a piece of gold from the storage ring and planned to buy the armor, regardless of whether the armor was good or bad.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly excused himself and said, "Son, no, this ...... It's too much!!"

The gold in Mo Jue's hand was enough to buy the entire blacksmith shop, but Mo Jue didn't know that it was all forcibly stuffed into him by Fang Ce, and he stuffed the gold into the child's arms, and he didn't take the armor from the old man's hand, and said:

"Uncle, you just take it, you need this more than me, and the armor will be bought as a kid, but I'll give it to you again." ”

After that, he turned around and wanted to walk out of the blacksmith shop, but unexpectedly, the old man grabbed Mo Jue's sleeve from behind him, and said: "Son, don't do it, this money is accepted by the little old man, and I feel uneasy!"

The boy watched the scene from the sidelines, and he really couldn't figure out why his grandfather wouldn't accept it.