Facing the projected eyes of the people around him, the funeral night didn't pay much attention, and while walking side by side with Wang Jia, the two of them soon arrived at the puppeteer's exclusive parts shop.

On both sides of the street, during the funeral night, I saw that the flow of people was particularly large during the period, and because of the geographical proximity between the commercial area and the wandering area, the crowd of people mixed with souls of various identities.

"Funeral night, lo and behold, this is it. On the night of the funeral, Wang Jia looked at the various types of weapons on the street with great interest, and said.

Funeral Night followed with a pause, followed Wang Jia's raised finger gaze, looked up at the two-meter-high shop, and muttered in his heart, "Puppet Iron Pavilion, a good name." ”

Walking into the attic of the shop, there are many delicate puppets hanging in the hall, and under the puppets on the night of the funeral, there are also iron boxes marked by calligraphy, which contain many material parts for making puppets.

At that time, in the store, there were still many soul people up and down the attic, most of them were dressed in puppet robes, and at a glance, they were all puppeteers.

The clerks were also busy greeting the guests who came to the shop, and I saw Wang Jia call one of the shopkeepers and shouted, "Xiao Zhao, long time no see." ”

Zhao Zhu is the old clerk of this "puppet iron pavilion", the same age as Wang Jia, he has been engaged in the store for many years and he also has an unforgettable memory of the guests, for Wang Jia, the two of them have had a good chat, which can be regarded as an old acquaintance.

And Zhao Zhuzheng instructed the introduction arrangements of the customers to the other shop juniors one by one, at this time his identity was like the leader of this group of clerks, and when he saw Wang Jia, a warm and hearty smile appeared on his face: "Miss Wang, it's been a long time." ”

With that, he hurriedly beckoned up to the second floor and shouted to the middle-aged man sitting at the counter inside, "Shopkeeper, Miss Wang Jia is here." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he hurriedly got up and moved, and said excitedly with calm steps in the downstairs panting, "Oh, Jiajia, what a rare guest, why don't you notify me in advance before you come, I'm so ready to prepare." ”

The flying pigeon is a very common soul beast in the Southern Regions, and after a little domestication, it can be used as a tool to transmit messages.

"Hello Uncle Mu!" Wang Jia saluted politely.

The shopkeeper Mu Shan stroked his beard and smiled repeatedly, "No need to be polite." ”

Looking at the conversation between the two sides, Zhao Zhu asked Mu Shan and Wang Jia, "That... Shopkeeper, Miss Wang, you chat, I'll greet the guests first. ”

"Hmm. Mu Shan nodded, waved his hand and signaled to Zhao Zhu, "You go get busy first." ”

Immediately, facing Wang Jia and Fu Yexiao, he said, "Jiajia, and this little friend, let's talk upstairs." ”

Following the shopkeeper upstairs, the delicacy of the second floor of the Puppet Iron Pavilion couldn't help but make the funeral night feel a burst of admiration, and compared to the first floor, the subsidence of the noisy sound made this place much cleaner.

Looking through an iron hanging platform, on which hung a lot of delicate puppet knives, the distance between each inch of the puppet was exactly the same, which made people look amazing, and at the same time, the ghostly spirit emanating from the puppet knife also made others feel refreshed.

Came to a tea room, a transparent isolation area specially set up by the soul stone, sat down with Wang Jia on the night of the funeral, and kept a smile at Mu Shan sitting in front of him.

I saw Mu Shan personally make a pot of tea and hand it to the funeral night and Wang Jia, when he looked at the funeral night, he looked at Wang Jia again and said, "This is..."

"He's the night of the funeral, it's... My friend. Wang Jia hurriedly explained with a smile.

And the funeral night also politely replied, "Hello uncle." ”

After the middle-aged man praised the funeral night for a few words, his attention and focus returned to Wang Jia, "Jiajia, how is your Uncle Tao doing lately?"

"My uncle is doing well, and before he came, he specially told me to say hello to you when I visit you. Wang Jia said, and a beautiful gift box appeared in the ring.

Mu Shan took the gift box and said with a smile, "Your Uncle Tao is really too polite." ”

After that, Wang Jia looked at the objects outside the compartment and said, "Uncle Mu, I came here to buy a batch of puppet knives. ”

"That's okay, you can pick the puppet knife here, come, I'll take you to the third floor, a batch of good goods from Xintun recently are there. Mu Shan said, getting up and beckoning the two to go to the third floor of the attic.

As soon as he saw the third floor, the more advanced goods inside appeared in front of the funeral night, and after Mu Shan's introduction, he signaled Wang Jia to buy it at will.

Accompanied by Funeral Night and Mu Shan, Wang Jia quickly bought the parts she needed, including nearly dozens of puppet knives, originally Funeral Night thought she was buying them for herself, only to find out that many of these puppet knives were purchased by others.

"Golden Golem?!" Before leaving, Funeral Night looked at a place with a golden puppet knife in the iron sheet.

"Huh?" Mu Shan also noticed the gaze of the funeral night, and the latter walked up directly beside him, picked up the golden puppet knife and looked at it.

"Uncle, how do you sell this golden puppet knife?!"

Hearing the words of the funeral night, Mu Shan was taken aback, and sighed in surprise, "Could it be that Xiao Fu is interested in this?"

After a pause, looking at the eyes of the funeral night, he spoke again, "This puppet knife is very expensive, it is carved from the soul energy injected into the gold mine soul stone, and there is an otherworldly phenomenon in the smelting puppet, I am not a puppeteer, I don't know the specifics, anyway, it is a scarce thing." ”

When Wang Jia saw what Mu Shan said, she explained to the funeral night, "This golden puppet knife is called the Dijin Puppet Knife, and it is the upper layer of the puppet refining, and the transcendent phenomenon it brings to Uncle Mu will cause the soul of heaven and earth to move. ”

After hearing this, Funeral Night looked at the golden puppet knife more carefully, and couldn't put it down, and after a moment of silence, Funeral Night finally spoke: "How much?"

"What?!" Mu Shan was stunned, obviously he didn't react in this second.

"I said how much this golden puppet knife is. Funeral Night looked at it with a puppet knife in his hand, and his eyes moved to Mu Shan.

"Funeral night, you're going to buy it?!" Wang Jia beside her was shocked, but she knew the price of this puppet knife, and her dozens of puppet knives were not as good as the price of the golden puppet knife.

Choked up and spit, and after Mu Shan, who had thought that he was hallucinating behind his ears, was reconfirmed by the funeral night, he slowly spit out: "Little brother, I think it's better to forget it, you can't afford this puppet knife." ”

"Oh? yes!" Funeral Night muttered, "Tell me how much this puppet knife is priced for." ”

Facing the slight indifference of the funeral night, Mu Shan was stunned for a moment, and thought: "I won't give you a step, the price of this puppet knife won't scare you to death, and at your price, it's strange that you can afford to buy this golden puppet knife." ”

After a few seconds of silence, he finally only heard Mu Shan grin, "Since you are Jiajia's friend, then I will directly give you a happy price." ”

"Three thousand Golden Soul Coins. ”

And just as he was about to hear the rejection of Funeral Night, just as he lowered his head and was distracted, he only heard Funeral Night say, "Deal." ”

What shocked his heart even more was that he saw that on the night of the funeral, he took out a money bag from the ring, and the money bag was filled with golden soul coins.

Looking at the funeral night playing with the money bag, at this moment, Mu Shan and Wang Jia were obviously stunned by the performance of the funeral night.