"People are very curious, and literati are even more so. Compared with ordinary people, they are more curious, and they are more sensitive and blessed that there must be demons when things go wrong, which can be understood as, um"

"Behold the trees by the roadside, they are withered and dead. This season, there should be green leaves, which is very abnormal, different from normal"

"It's not normal, it's not normal, once things are abnormal, it's weird. Demons, can be understood as monsters. Youkai youkai."

Shen Shanhe's low road and the withered trees in midsummer reminded him of Dou'e's flying snow in June

"Oh, you go on" Mu Wanqing nodded suddenly, looking at the back of this peer Rao, she suddenly felt inferior

Wan Er smiled freely again, wandering the rivers and lakes, what do you want to learn, just don't do bad things

"Where did you go just now" Shen Shanhe rubbed his brows and said, recalling it was really brain-consuming, "Oh, yes, Mrs. Xu is very nervous, I don't know if I should continue to go"

"Like just now, the literati were very curious, and Mrs. Xu braved the biting wind to the depths of the woods, and the scene there surprised her."

One of them collapsed on Lin and swallowed his saliva. After a while, she staggered to the front with her hands on her knees.

"This biting chill comes from this knife, the shaped knife. Mrs. Xu bit her silver teeth and held the refining sheath, which was also strange, as soon as the knife was in her hands"

The chill disappeared, and Mrs. Xu waved lightly, and then waved again. The knife was light, but it wasn't the shape she liked."

After walking out of the broken wood everywhere, Xu Furao's heart calmed down. The knife that fell from the top, although it was only stuck in the ground, shattered the trees in a radius of ten feet."

"Broken wood everywhere, let Quan Han. After returning home, Mrs. Xu put the Hanyue knife at the head of the bed, studied the ink, and wrote a poem"

"The moonlit night sings to the sky, and the red sun falls into the cold moon. Holding a silver and white sheath, he is the ruler of the six countries. After Mrs. Xu finished writing, she sat on the bed and stayed awake all night."

"At dawn, I went out to learn the art of casting. Xu Furao has a high score and learns quickly. After completing her studies, Mrs. Xu began to cast knives and recast this outer knife."

"Ten, Mrs. Xu has never been out of the house, has never eaten, and never drank water. The Cold Moon Knife created by Mrs. Xu is shaped like a string moon"

"The thin handle of the knife is just held by the palm of an ordinary woman, and the upper end of the handle is inlaid with a family heirloom ruby by Mrs. Xu."

"At the junction between the scabbard and the blade, Mrs. Xu made a horizontal fish bone, and the center of the fish bone depicts a fox's face"

Mrs. Xu hung the cold moon knife on her waist, and as soon as she pushed the door open, there was a knock on the door. A friend of hers was amazed at Mrs. Xu's silver-gray hair"

"I'm even more surprised by the knife on her waist, this friend jokingly writes a literati saber, it's not like it, can't write good things recently, is it so sad that he turns white?"

Mrs. Xu ignored her friend's jokes, walked straight to the water tank, and looked down to see that her black hair had turned snow-white, and the thought of destroying the Cold Moon Knife rose in her heart.

"The magic knife takes away life. But friends were present, and Mrs. Xu couldn't destroy this Cold Moon Knife. After some talking, I realized that the war had started again, and the outcome was undecided."

Mrs. Xu hesitated again, locked herself in the house, and spent three or three nights, and finally left the Cold Moon Knife. I want to point troops on the battlefield, but unfortunately women, I can't join the army"

"I want to go all the way north, cross the border, and kill thieves, but I can't get entangled. While he was thinking about how to earn silver, the master who taught him the art of casting came."

"The old master brought the best short knife he had made himself, and wanted to try it with Xu Fu Rao Hanyue Knife, but he couldn't pull out the sheath. Mrs. Xu's eyes lit up."

"I went to the lively places in the city with the old master, and made money by comparing swords with others. But the money has not been earned enough, but evil is coming to the door."

"It turned out that the reputation of this Cold Moon Knife reached the ears of King Zhao, and King Zhao sent a person with 10,000 taels of gold to Mrs. Xu to buy a knife."

But Mrs. Xu knew that this knife could take away life, it was a magic knife, and it could never be handed over to King Zhao. But who would believe this demonic thing?"

"Mrs. Xu's knife fell from the top, it is not a mortal thing, mortals will touch it, there will be trouble, and my hair will be white because of this."

"The messenger went back and told King Zhao that King Zhao believed that he was a king, and with just a weapon, he would be able to suppress his mighty king's domineering spirit."

"The things that fall on it, of course, are not accessible to mortals, they are only available to kings like this king, and King Zhao immediately sent one hundred and twenty masters"

"There is only one order, kill people, take the knife. Although Mrs. Xu is a scholar, she is holding the Cold Moon Knife, and she is actually powerful, with a knife and a life."

"Anyone who is supported by the Cold Moon Knife is frozen in blood and broken in bones. But she, after all, is a scholar, and she can't do it, so she finally picks up a knife and kills herself."

"The wind that night was so strong that it rustled the words on the wall. After a while, he fell to the ground, and one person, one word, passed away."

"Although King Zhao got the Cold Moon Knife, he had nightmares every night, and his concubines, princes, and family members died one after another. King Zhao pressed the Cold Moon Knife under the dragon chair."

"But the situation worsened, less than a year later, the Zhao State was destroyed by the Qin State, and the Cold Moon Knife was in the hands of the King of Qin, and then the knife disappeared."

"A scholar, who wanted to die for the king with a knife, was killed by his own monarch. I have failed to live up to the hearts of the people, but people have failed my heart."

"Mrs. Xu that night, how chilling it must have been. There is no chill in the cold moon knife, but the cold is from the inside out. How painful it would be when she lifted the knife to kill her."

"Scholar, sweep the floor and don't dare to hurt the lives of ants. What's more, it's a shame to the extreme, and there are no comrades. In the era of war, comrade, what a precious word"

Shen Shanhe was gushing, and his voice was getting lower and lower

"Don't you, it's a short story, but it's been so long, it's a lie" Mu Wanqing interrupted Shen Shanhe's words, and glanced at its back

"I don't think it's long, the girl thinks it's long, the girl thinks it's long. The meal you eat, you think it's very expensive, and the rich and noble people may think it's cheap, a truth."

Shen Shanhe seemed to feel Mu Wanqing's gaze, and said lightly

"Sounds like this, this knife is really a magic knife, it can freeze and spare blood?" Mu Wanqing asked with some fear

"I don't know, it's good to be a story. How long have you been using this knife?" asked Shen Shanhe

"You're like this, the knife is in my hand, I'm afraid. This knife must have followed me for more than ten years."

"I haven't killed anyone in more than ten years?"

"I haven't killed it, even if it's trouble to find me, I won't kill it"

"Don't you dare to kill or?"

"Don't want to kill"

"Oh, have you ever killed a beast with this sword?"

"No, this knife is so beautiful, but my face, how can I stain him with blood. Wild meat or something, there are other knives to kill"

"If you find time, you can try, a live rabbit or something"

"Then I'll try it later, yours just now, how do you know what Mrs. Xu and King Zhao think?"

"I guess, it's so long ago that I can't remember it exactly, so that's probably it. It's just a story, how can there be a magic knife in the world"

Although Shen Shanhe comforted Mu Wanqing like this, he couldn't help but think of the Ghost King Bead, the Three Realms of Ghosts, and the Magic Knife, which must exist

Doctors can't heal themselves, persuade others can't persuade themselves, let it be, right, demons, how can it be a weapon, it still depends on the use of Rao

Even if it is a magic knife, in the hands of this person who does not dare to kill Rao Mu Wanqing, it will never be a magic knife

"You're guessing it's wonderful, the city in front of you is it, where did you come from, how could you wear such clothes?"

Mu Wanqing said with a smile, in the book, there is a sound of a girl laughing like a silver bell, Shen Shanhe has always been puzzled before, but today, I understand

Silver ringtones, very clear

"We came from the north, and it was colder there. I thought this place was the same as ours," Shen Shanhe said with a smile

"I also forgot to remind you, seeing that you left in a hurry, I forgot about it in a hurry" Qin Wan turned her head to Shen Shan River

"If you're in a hurry, if you can't catch up, you'll be in trouble. Although it's quite troublesome now, I still have to go to the Away Hate Bridge. It's all a demon sect, but people are also a big faction, so they won't kill people when they see them."

Shen Shanhe said casually

"I have to ask him" Qin Wan raised her chin slightly, and her eyes glanced at Shang Fang, who seemed to be walking slowly

"This is not good, people of the same way, they are friends from the hated bridge," Shang Fang said unhurriedly

"I hope it's a friend," Shen Shanhe sighed

"Look at your clothes are quite thick, very tight, it's really good" Mu Wanqing said thoughtlessly

"We're used to wearing them, and I think your clothes in Qingdi City are also very good, very stylish," Shen Shanhe said with a smile

Silk clothes, Mu Xingchen should like it very much, he doesn't like people to wear masks, it's not real, he really should come to Qingdi City, to the south

If he had been in the south, he would not have beaten him

But if he is in the south, Chu Xing is absolutely dead, life and death are uncertain, whether he is a ghost or not, who knows

"You men think it's better to have the south," Qin Wan snorted coldly

"All are good, each with its own style. Just like Miss Mu, although she is a southerner, she is not dressed tightly, like a northerner. But there are also northerners who wear silk clothes."

"Most of them are rich and noble, and ordinary people can't afford to wear them. What Miss Mu likes is not our north, but a way of dressing and attitude."

Shen Shanhe is colorful

"Then which one do you think is good," Mu Wanqing said with a wink

"It's all very good, and whatever the girl thinks is good. Clothes, I think it's good. It's good to wear it properly, it's comfortable to wear, and it's psychologically comfortable to wear."

Shen Shanhe said ambiguously, which one is better, he really doesn't come up

"Generally come on, that's it. But most of us women don't wear clothes for themselves, women are for the sake of pleasing themselves, and if you think it's not good, most of them don't wear them."

Qin Wan said in a low voice

"Then this clothes seller is going to please us men, we think it's good, we pay the money. But I think when choosing clothes, men generally don't talk much. Pick out the clothes, it's still the women who pick them."

Shen Shanhe said slowly

"After picking out, I'd better let you take a look, otherwise what are you doing pulling you to the street, carrying things," Qin Wan said

"Okay, but you. But I still think it's better to live myself, and it's so tiring to live in don't spare my eyes. Buying a dress all... How uncomfortable it is."

Shen Shanhe said slowly

"This is a woman," Qin Wan's expression was a little gloomy