I am a good citizen of Condor Shooting!

Chapter 62

Looking up in surprise, the woman happened to turn around, and the two looked at each other. Before Mo Yan could see who this person was, he heard a pleasantly surprised voice, "Mr. Mo, what are you doing?" came here?"

The familiar yet unfamiliar name called Mo Yan instantly remembered who this woman was. After all, there are not many people in this world who would call him such a sour name as Young Master Mo. The woman didn't have time to think about why she left home and came to Xiangyang so far away, so she stood up quickly, sat down Li Yingniang who hurried over a few steps, and casually exchanged greetings, "Li Yingniang? How have you been all these years?" With Li Yingniang nodding in surprise and disbelief, Mo Yan continued, "As for why I'm here, I just left Peach Blossom Island not long ago and planned to walk around. What are you here for?" Mo Yan was vague about his purpose, and asked Li Yingniang instead.

Yingniang's cheeks were slightly flushed, but it was very faint, at least Mo Yan didn't notice it. Hearing Mo Yan's inquiry, she explained the matter clearly, how she met like-minded friends since the last farewell, How to start a business and struggle together, how to open stores in several provinces, and how to dabble in multiple businesses, of course, Li Yingniang very neatly omitted the matter of the more than ten men who had pursued him .

This time, Mo Yan was both admired and ashamed. The reason for his admiration was that after hearing it for a while, he naturally understood how powerful these two women are. It's hard to do things, but what makes Li Yingniang ashamed is that she obviously doesn't have such a naive and deceitful temperament, how can she tell him everything so simply, if her plan is wrong, wouldn't she be planted Somersault.Of course, Mo Yan didn't understand that although Li Yingniang was usually much more amiable than Bai, she was by no means a good person. People with too good a nature couldn't get along in the mall, let alone two beautiful women. .

Yingniang talked for a long time before finally ending. She took a sip of her tea calmly, and smiled at Mo Yan shyly, but she was suddenly stunned for a second, and then she reacted belatedly. When he came over, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Mr. Mo, can you talk?" It turned out that because of being too excited, he didn't realize that the former Taohua Island mute servant who lacked most of his tongue was actually talking to her. Talked for a long time.

Mo Yan was stunned, helpless and a little funny, "I learned ventriloquism, so I can talk, but don't call me Mr. Mo in the future, it sounds too awkward." Yingniang stopped what she wanted to refute, and then said, "You should call me Mo Yan from now on. If you call me Mo Yan, I will call you by your name too. We are all friends, so don't be so unreasonable." The last time I came and went in a hurry, I didn't have time to stop it. Listening to it again this time, I might as well be dumb Qi felt comfortable listening to it, and Mr. Mo felt uncomfortable when he heard it.Wait, wait, Mo Yan's eyes froze, and he couldn't help frowning. Why did he think of that man again for no reason?

Yingniang was still hesitant, but when she saw Mo Yan frowning, she thought he was unhappy, so she quickly agreed, but she didn't know that Mo Yan was just dissatisfied with her always thinking of the Tsing Yi on Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, secretly competing with herself.

The two of them talked about other things, and waited until the sun was sinking. Yingniang looked at the messy food and raised her hand to greet Xiaoer, "This is my benefactor. In that store, no matter what you buy or do, you don’t use money, remember to spread it to other stores in the future, so as to save you from going wrong.” Yingniang at this moment is a little different from the gentle and caring sister next door before, although His appearance didn't change, but he became more relaxed and free-spirited, and his demeanor was surprisingly similar to those of the female team members he used to lead, which made him feel soft in his heart.

Knowing that he was short of money, he didn't pretend to refuse. He just arched his hands and bowed solemnly like a Jianghu person, "Thank you Li Yingniang for your generosity." I felt it was too intimate, so I added the word Li. Although the tongue was a bit awkward, I couldn't make a mistake.

Now that he knew the second boss, Mo Yan naturally didn't need to live in a lower-class room, and he couldn't escape the upper room. Knowing that it was Li Yingniang's kindness, Mo Yan would not refuse unreasonably. Don't be like this." Yingniang spoke righteously, her tone was very strong, "Engong treats Yingniang again, if it wasn't for Engong, Yingniang would have kowtowed to death long ago, where is the present, benefactor Just don't say that again." In a moment of excitement, Mo Yan didn't even say a word, and called back the tooth-sick benefactor.

Mo Yan hurriedly waved his hand, signaling that he was willing to bow down. He really didn't know how to get along with women in ancient times, so he quickly took a step back, "Do as you want." Then he stopped talking.

Entering the first guest room of Tianzihao, the environment was unusual, Mo Yan put all his things on the table, and wanted to bid farewell to Yingniang, thinking about taking a bath later, and going shopping tomorrow.He intends to stay here for a while, nothing else can be said, but a decent weapon can't wait any longer, the long knife in his hand is a high-end commodity bought on the road for self-defense, although using force to chop people or something is fine Getting started, but after all, it's just an ordinary guy. If you really encounter a tough opponent, you will lose the first shot, which is too disadvantageous.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan stopped Yingniang who was saying goodbye to him and was about to leave, and asked, "Do you know where there is a place for buying and selling weapons around here, I plan to buy a weapon that I can take advantage of."

"Weapons... Roadside vendors sometimes have some, but they are generally not sophisticated, and the quantity is not large. Most of the general martial arts people find blacksmiths to make them privately. The size and style are more satisfactory. If you want to buy them, I'm afraid it will be difficult. Well, although the officials are a bit out of reach in martial arts, they still forbid the common people to buy and sell these things."

Mo Yan thinks about it. Even in modern times, smuggling arms is a felony, so at most you can see some ordinary swords and swords on the road, and there are only a few here and there. Selling some scattered weapons, in modern times, you put three or four guns on the road and try selling them, so Mo Yan nodded understandingly, and asked: "Then do you have any blacksmiths you are familiar with? .”

"It just so happens that not far from the back alley of Li Bai's restaurant, there is a big blacksmith. Although he has a weird temper, he is very good at crafting. Mochou is very familiar with him. In the past two days, Mochou has been buying goods for the nearby cloth shop. If you're not here, why don't you wait for Mo Chou to come back, and I'll ask her to take you there." Yingniang narrowed her eyes as if she had thought of a good idea, leaving Mo Yan stunned, bitter in her mouth, how hostile that little girl is to him He has a deep understanding. This time, he doesn't know what will happen when he begs her. In his mind, he thinks of the little carrot head who doesn't conform to the original book's setting. He looks like he is afraid that he will steal his mother's food. I couldn't help laughing.

But that's the only way to go, Mo Yan nodded, and closed the door, because he knew that Li Mochou was not there, and Yingniang said that it would take at least three to five days, so he planned to get acquainted with the surroundings of Xiangyang before doing other things, but As far as he knows from his journey, Xiangyang City is not as precarious as he imagined. Although there are battles from time to time, it seems that there are always winners and losers, and now the generals guarding the city are quite talented. Does it look like the city will be destroyed in a few decades?And along the way, although the court is still a bit weak, and the people everywhere are poor, but it looks very different from what he expected. At least he doesn't think it looks like a decadent about to change the dynasty.

It's useless to think too much, Mo Yan ordered a bucket of hot water, and he couldn't get in. These days of wind, food and sleep in the open are really exhausting, even if he has martial arts, he can't bear it.

……

Probably because she didn't expect Li Mochou to come back so early, that's why she was so surprised when she saw the cold-faced girl in plain clothes the next morning, "Mochou, this is you, Uncle Mo, your little one." I’ve seen it before, call someone quickly.”

"..." Why is this annoying guy here again? Since he has grown up, he is not as afraid of being abandoned as he was when he was young, so Li Mochou didn't act too much, just looked over , and didn't want mother to be disappointed, so he reluctantly called Uncle Mo.

"Let's go to the blacksmith right away." Mo Yan turned around and pulled out a piece of white paper that was pressed by a ruler from the desk. There were some vaguely drawn patterns on it, and said with wandering eyes.This Li Mochou is really weird. If you want to say that when she was young, she looked like a bastard who was a wandering bastard. She really doesn't seem to be a person who will turn out to be like this. What is this? She looks like a young version My little dragon girl, Mo Yan only thinks that life is very strange, logically speaking, Li Mochou should have acted like this when she was not emotionally hurt, but there are prerequisites.Living in an ancient tomb and never seeing a stranger, it's normal to grow into an Ice Queen, but now Li Mochou is obviously wandering the streets and was adopted, no matter how I think about it, she won't become a little dragon girl, but I don't know if the plot is too much. The past cannot be changed or what, this Li Mochou actually overlaps with the book again, of course, it is only from the appearance, Mo Yan is convinced of this.

But for a moment, he felt that Alexander, if the plot is really unchangeable, then what is the point of his existence, but the next second he began to laugh at his vacillation. Isn't it the biggest thing that Li Mochou didn't live in the ancient tomb? Has it changed? Although it doesn't look different on the outside, Mo Yan shrugged, picked up his purse, and followed that cold little girl to the back alley.

……

Lie is a big man with a deep face and deep eye sockets. Although he wears a cloth scarf around his waist and strikes iron with his bare chest, his demeanor does not look like an ordinary blacksmith no matter how you look at it. This guy with an unknown surname is definitely a real practitioner, and his martial arts are no worse than him.

"Uncle Lie." Li Mochou called out in a low voice, the big man who was concentrating on blacksmithing moved slightly, raised his hand to wipe off the hot sweat on his forehead, a pair of terrifying tiger eyes poked straight at Mo Yan, and half looked at each other After the ringing, he softened a little when looking at Li Mochou, "What's the matter, Li girl, what is it that you are looking for me this time?"

"That guy wants to shoot a weapon." Li Mochou didn't say much, she just glanced at Mo Yan and didn't pay much attention, but she could tell that she was very unusual for this blacksmith, and she was very close to the blacksmith inside and out. Of course, Mo Yan didn't know at this time that this blacksmith was Li Mochou's own master who wanted to match up with her mother. Of course, Mochou didn't know either, this little wish of hers probably wouldn't come true in her life. Because my master had unknowingly lived in the heart of a person who could not be more resentful and wished for more love as early as forty years ago, tormenting him, wasting him, leaving his hometown and secretly yearning for him, and 25 years passed by.