As soon as these words came out, Chang Sheng immediately became alert and stepped back with a long knife. What did Xue Jin mean by this?
Xuejin didn't think it was anything at first, but at this moment he suddenly realized that the child was worried that he would kill himself with this knife. So he smiled disdainfully.
"Tsk! Who can sharpen your mortal sacrificial sword? I mean, even if it's not a human being, it can be done by other creatures. I think your long sword has been unable to become a spiritual weapon for so long, probably because of the lack of sacrificial swords.
This is the process of sharpening. Why not wait until the Hundred Flowers Festival is over, buy a chicken and sharpen it, so that you can still eat it after the sacrifice, and it won't be wasted."
Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.
only……
"My grandfather used this knife to kill enemies on the battlefield, and later killed a bandit leader, but he never saw it become spiritual."
"Then the process of sharpening the sacrificial knife must be wrong. Just listen to me and let's give it a try when we come back tomorrow."
"All right."
Although there was no hope, Changsheng still nodded. Maybe Xuejin really has a way?
The two simply packed up and then went to the city. They stayed at the inn where they stayed last time. After settling Xuejin, Changsheng went out to do some shopping. Not far after walking out, they saw two small vendors gathering together.
He muttered something under his breath, but since there was nothing urgent at the moment, he walked closer to inquire.
"Changsheng, do you still remember the man wearing black clothes and white mourning that you saw before?"
"Remember."
It's hard to forget such a person. He left a deep impression.
"That's that person. Didn't the theater troupe we invited before leave? Many people wanted to hear the story about the prince's patrol, so they practiced harder, thinking that they could sing it at the river lantern show tonight. They didn't expect that
The man rushed in while someone was practicing, chased the head boy’s neck with a long sword, and said he was too ugly.”
"Ouch! Has that man lost his mind and gone crazy?"
"Who says it's not? That little boy has a very handsome face, and his stature and singing skills are top-notch. Anyway, I think he is very good-looking. Who knows what that man thinks? It scares everyone.
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"What happened next?"
Changsheng couldn't help but ask. The stage of the opera troupe in the township collapsed because of the song "The Prince Goes Out on Patrol". Could it be that the man in black and white mourning did it too?
The two vendors were very dissatisfied and accused the man.
"The man refused to let the troupe sing the Prince's Journey. He acted as if he didn't hear what others said and just refused to let him go. What could the troupe do after that? In the end, he agreed.
After all, the troupe is singing all over the world, and the man looks like a charlatan. If he catches up with him, there will be another dispute, so he has no choice but to stop singing."
"Oh, I don't know if that man has a mental problem. What does it have to do with what he sings? If you don't want to listen, don't listen. It makes us unable to watch."
"Who says it's not..."
After the two elders sighed, Changsheng didn't take it seriously and continued to purchase the things he needed. Especially Xuejin, this person's body is very delicate. She has money in her hands now, so she naturally has to buy this person.
Raise him well, otherwise, how can he have the faith to live?
The owners of the refined grain shops in this city were all familiar with Chang Sheng, and they showed a happy expression when they saw her. This was a big customer, and they needed to have a good relationship. So after the settlement, they gave Chang Sheng some new rice.
, which can be regarded as attracting customers.
Changsheng couldn't refuse, so he accepted it.
Because there were so many things, the owner of the store asked the waiter to deliver them to the inn for Changsheng. Changsheng herself looked around on the streets where the Baihua Festival was going to be held. She would have to give Xue Jin a place to participate in the Baihua Festival, right?
Otherwise, with Xue Jin's temperament, he would probably leave after just one look.
At this moment, the couple whose children had been rescued by Changsheng Xuejin saw Changsheng. They were originally engaged in flower and plant business, and now they had to leave a place for them to place flower pots.
Changsheng had no choice but to agree. After all, they only had one pot of flowers, so it shouldn't be in the way.
After handling this matter, Changsheng felt a little relaxed, so he wandered around the flower market.
Just while wandering around, I occasionally heard comments about that strange man. Without exception, I felt helpless and regretful. It seems that everyone really likes the prince's patrol report.
In fact, Chang Sheng also likes to watch theater, but she is not so persistent. She just thinks that watching theater is very lively and enjoys the lively atmosphere.
Just when Changsheng had almost decided on tomorrow's itinerary, he saw many people running towards him in a hurry. As he ran, he looked back, as if something was chasing him behind him.
"What's wrong?"
"Let's go, let's go! That strange man is here. God knows, will he suddenly point at our stall and say it's too ugly?"
"Let's go quickly. I saw someone going to the county government office. It is estimated that people from the county government will come to arrest this person soon. Let's not get in the way here."
Then other people who didn't know why also ran away.
At this time, Changsheng saw the figure slowly walking towards the end of the street. It was indeed the man wearing black clothes and white mourning that he had seen before. The man was still carrying a sword box, and now he walked forward with dull eyes.
It seemed as if the mess in front of him was not caused by himself at all.
Looking at this man from a distance, Changsheng felt that he and Xuejin he had just picked up seemed like they were immersed in the past and unwilling to wake up. But time was passing by, how could he not be immersed in the past?
Turn back?
Just as Changsheng was sighing secretly, a group of people dressed in government uniforms rushed over and surrounded the man.
"You beat up the troupe boy before and destroyed the troupe's property. Boy, can you admit it?"
The man turned a deaf ear and continued walking forward, seemingly not caring about these vicious government officials at all.
Those government officials were also feared by everyone in the county, but they were ignored at this time. How could they be happy? So they all clenched the knives in their hands. They said warning words many times in front of the man who continued to move forward.
Turning a deaf ear, all the government officials immediately rushed forward with long swords in hand.
How could ordinary people see such long swords being drawn out of their sheaths and fighting each other? They were so frightened that they ran away for a while. Fortunately, because they had seen it with their own eyes and even participated in besieging the thieves, they were still able to hold their own and just stood there.
Behind the cloth stall, he watched the siege cautiously. But in Changsheng's heart, he had a vague feeling that none of these people were the opponent of that man.
Sure enough, as soon as the battle began, those government officials who had always been invincible were kicked into pieces.