Chapter 112: Wraith Blood Soul Jade (I)
"Brother-in-law, let me introduce you. Dongliu Hao Miao put his arm around Mo Zhiyao's shoulder, turned around, pointed to the crane-haired old man who came to him and said to Mo Zhiyao: "This is Uncle Chen, the big shopkeeper of the Divine Soldier Workshop, the reason why the business of my family's Divine Soldier Workshop is good is all because of Uncle Chen, and when I was a child, I relied on Uncle Chen, so it can be said that Uncle Chen brought me up." β
Mo Zhiyao looked at the old man in front of him, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, this old man was shocked that he was a seven-pattern Returning God Peak Overhaul! This kind of cultivation is a strong party wherever it is placed, and he can't imagine that he is willing to be a shopkeeper in this Divine Weapon Workshop.
"Uncle Chen. Mo Zhiyao bowed respectfully.
"Don't dare to be, uncle, don't torture the old man. Uncle Chen hurriedly turned sideways, gave Mo Zhiyao a salute, and said with a smile: "Why did my uncle come here today, and I didn't say anything in advance, the old man came down to receive my uncle in person." β
"It's nothing, I just want to walk around casually today, and I just happened to come here, so I just had a casual look. Mo Zhiyao said to Chen Bohe and Dongliu Haomiao, who had been hugging his shoulders.
In fact, Mo Zhiyao is extremely unaccustomed to being hugged by his shoulders, only a few people can be like Mo Zhiyao, and others, Mo Zhiyao has always adhered to the principle of not approaching the living!
"That's right, let's go, brother-in-law, I'll take you upstairs to have a look, there's nothing good here. After Dongliu Haomiao finished speaking, he pushed Mo Zhiyao and prepared to go upstairs.
"Plop!" the white-clothed waiter's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, his expression was stunned at first, then a look of disbelief welled up on his face, and finally turned to extreme horror, and he knelt directly on the ground.
"Young master, young master spare life! The little one has eyes and no beads, I don't know if the young master is coming, just now, just now...... The young master spared his life!" The white-clothed waiter regretted that his intestines were about to break, he thought that Mo Zhiyao was a poor boy from the countryside, but how did he know that he was actually the new young master of his own family!
Although the marriage contract between Mo Zhiyao and Dongliu Yanyu is well known, few people have seen Mo Zhiyao's face, and even the big shopkeeper Chen Bo has seen it for the first time. What's more, he is a little waiter, and he is not qualified to see it.
This white-clothed waiter is just an ordinary spiritual realm, in the eyes of the Dongliu family, he is not even a fart at all, pinching and killing one hundred and eighty of them is as simple as breathing, offending Mo Zhiyao, where can he still have a way to live?
Uncle Chen looked at the white-clothed waiter kneeling on the ground, the kind smile on his face instantly disappeared, his face became extremely gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "What you said just now is that wild boy turned out to be my uncle?"
"The big shopkeeper, I, I, I don't know! I really don't know that it's the young master! The big shopkeeper spares his life! The young master spares his life!" The white-clothed waiter kowtowed like pounding garlic, knocking the ground with a bang, his forehead was stained with blood, and his expression was terrified to the extreme.
"Drag it out!" Uncle Chen almost burst out of these words between his teeth, and the killing intent and anger in his eyes were indescribably intense. The first time the new young master of his own family came to the Divine Soldier Workshop in charge of his own hands, he made such a scene, although with his status in the Dongliu family, he would not be affected, but his face was not good-looking.
Dongliu Haomiao's face on the side is also extremely ugly, although he is one of the few insiders who knows the truth about the marriage contract between Mo Zhiyao and his sister Dongliu, but no matter what, Mo Zhiyao is his sister's nominal fiancΓ© and his brother-in-law. And Mo Zhiyao wants to help his family fight for the Yunling Tower, regardless of others, just by virtue of this, Mo Zhiyao can walk sideways in Dongliu's house!
And Dongliu Haomiao is also grateful to Mo Zhiyao, Mrs. Dongliu told him that the injuries on his body were cured by Mo Zhiyao, without Mo Zhiyao, he is estimated to be unconscious in bed now, and he doesn't know who happened.
This Mo Zhiyao is completely a savior-like existence for the Dongliu family, and the whole family is too late to stammer, and he was scolded as a wild boy in his own Divine Weapon Workshop, not to mention that Uncle Chen felt that his face was gloomy, and Dongliu was so angry that he was going crazy!
"Young master! The young master knows that he is wrong! The young master spares his life! The young master spares his life!" The white-clothed waiter screamed like a madman and kowtowed, he knew that it was useless to beg others, only if Mo Zhiyao opened his mouth, he could have a chance to live, so he begged Mo Zhiyao.
Mo Zhiyao looked at the white-clothed waiter who was begging in front of him, his brows furrowed, knowing that if he didn't speak, he was afraid that he would only have a dead end. After a deep groan, he still said to Uncle Chen: "Uncle Chen, forget it." β
Hearing this, Uncle Chen hurriedly turned his head, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he nodded and said, "Since Uncle has spoken, let's take his life." β
He immediately turned his head and said coldly to a red-clothed waiter who rushed here, "Ma Ming, I'll leave it to you to deal with." β
The red-clothed waiter who had just arrived here was also extremely pale at the moment, he was the head of the hall on this floor, and these white-clothed waiters were all under his management. He also saw the scene just now, but first, he was entertaining a customer just now, and he also thought that Mo Zhiyao was just a poor boy, so he didn't pay attention to it, and as a result, he hit the iron plate and made such a scene.
Now Uncle Chen is busy entertaining Dongliu Haomiao and Mo Zhiyao, and he has no time to pay attention to him. After waiting, he, the director, although he will not end up as miserable as the waiter in white, but it will definitely not be better, it is estimated that the position of the chief manager will not be saved, how can he not be frightened in his heart.
Hearing Uncle Chen's words, the red-clothed supervisor looked panicked and agreed repeatedly. After Mo Zhiyao and the three of them went upstairs, he first reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and then gritted his teeth and shouted to a few white-clothed waiters next to him: "Drag him out, break his limbs, abolish his cultivation, and throw him on the barren mountain outside the city, if he survives, his life is good!"
If it weren't for Mo Zhiyao's words, the red-clothed supervisor would have to skin and cramp this trouble-making white-clothed waiter first, and then chop it up and feed it to the dog!
After dragging the dead dog-like white-clothed waiter out, the red-clothed supervisor looked at the remaining subordinates and yelled viciously: "Do you want to put your eyes bright in the future, you know!"
The rest of the white-clothed waiters all trembled and said yes again and again, and then dispersed.
This is the cruel reality, this is the strength, this is the power! Now Mo Zhiyao, just because he collided with him, the poor waiter in white fell into a situation from which he could never recover.
"Uncle, this floor is just some ordinary public goods, and the items on the second floor are more advanced, but the real treasures are on the third floor. While going upstairs, Uncle Chen introduced Mo Zhiyao.
"Brother-in-law, Uncle Chen is a great expert, and he is extremely knowledgeable about all kinds of treasures, weapons and materials, what you need, just tell Uncle Chen. Dongliu Haomiao on the side also said. "My Dongliu Family's Divine Weapon Workshop is famous in the entire Lanyun Country, and there are almost all kinds of scarce treasures. The South Cliff Family's Alchemy Hall is not worthy of carrying shoes for our family!"
Mo Zhiyao nodded when he heard this, but did not speak. This east-flowing family is worthy of being a strong man, and the background is really not ordinarily profound.
Coming to the third floor and entering a very luxuriously decorated room, Chen Bo invited Mo Zhiyao and Dongliu Hao to sit down, and instructed the waiter to serve all kinds of fruits, make fragrant tea, and finally all retreated, and then sat down opposite the two.
"Brother-in-law, what materials or treasures do you need, tell Uncle Chen, and let Uncle Chen help you choose. Dongliu Hao took a sip of tea and said to Mo Zhiyao with a smile.
"Uncle, the old slave asked himself if he still had some experience, what do you need, just ask. Uncle Chen also said with a respectful face.
Mo Zhiyao thought for a moment and said, "I really don't know what I need, I came here to find some materials so that my spirit weapon can be upgraded to a spirit treasure." β
There is no need to hide this. As long as the level of the treasure is taken out, it will be seen by others.
"But I don't know what materials are needed, only when I meet them, my spiritual weapon will sense, and I can know that it is what it needs. β
"Oh, a spiritual weapon that can be promoted to a spiritual treasure?" A trace of surprise flashed in Uncle Chen's eyes, and even Dongliu Haomiao's face was full of surprise when he heard this.
Although the spirit weapon is precious, it is not rare, but the spirit weapon that has the quality of the promotion spirit treasure is another matter, and it is definitely extremely difficult to meet. The two of them didn't expect that Mo Zhiyao actually had one on him.
"Brother-in-law, you still have such a baby, quickly take it out for me and Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen is extremely experienced in this area, and can definitely help you choose the most suitable materials for its promotion. Dongliu Haomiao put down the tea cup in his hand and said to Mo Zhiyao.
"Hehe, if my uncle can trust the old slave, you might as well let the old slave take a look. Uncle Chen was also extremely curious in his heart, wanting to see the spiritual weapon on Mo Zhiyao's body.
"Well, then it's troublesome Uncle Chen. Mo Zhiyao nodded, stretched out his arm horizontally, and the void grabbed out the long stick and stood in front of him.
"Roar!" With a groan, the entire room was instantly filled with a thick bloody aura, and the extremely cold and icy killing intent raged in an instant, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped sharply, becoming like an ice cave.
"This!" Chen Bo and Dongliu Hao were stunned for a moment, looking at Mo Zhiyao's blood-red long stick standing in front of them in disbelief, and the shock in their eyes could not be concealed.
"Sister. Brother-in-law, is this your spiritual weapon?" Dongliu Haomiao couldn't even speak very well, such a fierce murder weapon, even if he was the young master of the Dongliu family, it was the first time he had seen it.
In the face of Er Jiao, Dongliu Haomiao and Chen Bo both had a suffocating sense of heavy oppression.
"Uncle, can you let the old slave take a closer look in his hand?" Uncle Chen's eyes lit up, and he looked at Mo Zhiyao with a hopeful face and asked.
Mo Zhiyao nodded, stretched out his hand to hand out the long stick, and said at the same time: "Uncle Chen, pay attention, its anger is too heavy, and it will affect people's minds." β
(Hongming apologizes to everyone, Hongming's daughter has been having a fever since yesterday, Hongming just came back from the hospital, delayed the update at noon, and now the two chapters are sent together, Hongming will say sorry to everyone again.) οΌ