Chapter 47: the host

The next day was Chaoxiu, Mo Xi took Gu Mang into slavery.
In most countries, slaves are humble, cannot be true, cannot read, and are called "pariahs."
Although there is no essential difference between Chonghua State and them, at least the attitude is moderate.
Since the monarch inherited the unification, Chonghua has abolished the meanness of the "pariah" and allowed the qualified slaves to enter the cultivation school and repair the spiritual core. Xianjun even banned slave-born people as generals, allowing them to form troops and serve the nation.
These things have caused a great uproar in the country of Zhonghua, the old nobles have died, saying that this move has a lesson from the past, and the wolf's ambition is unpredictable. If the king gave slave power, they would long for more.
The implication is that if slaves are allowed to practice their professions, over time, it will be difficult to guarantee that they will not take the position of esteem and violently overthrow—who wants to be trampled under their feet?
However, the old monk refused to listen. He felt that Kyushu was raging around, and the war between the nations became increasingly fierce. Anyone who can do it can use it, otherwise the internal affairs will be stabilized, and external concerns will be unavoidable.
Gu Mang and his Wang Bajun emerged in this situation.
However, once the monarch and the courtiers succeeded the new monarch, he felt that "internal affairs" was more important than "external worry", so he took Gu Mang to open the knife, cut powers and belittled people, in the heart of the elders.
This is where we are today.
"We're here." The carriage stopped outside a small shop next to the Xiuzhen Xuexue Palace, and Mo went out and slammed the sill door.
This is an old, dilapidated shop with an entrance. It just lost a plank of wood lazily outside the shop. The board reads the five characters "Sincere Smelting Shop". The smelting smelting word has dropped two points next to it. Red paint.
Gu Mang asked, "Where is this?"
Mo Xi didn't answer, but just pushed open the shaky old wooden door and led Gu Mang into it.
The shop is not well-lit, and the sun outside can't come in for a long time, and the room is filled with a strong smell of wood decay. In order to save money, the partial shopkeeper refused to turn on the lights, relying only on the fire of the smelting furnace.
A stupid old man sat in front of the smelting furnace and slowly inflated into the furnace. Under the blow, the red stars were scorching purple, and the orange-red dazzling molten iron flowed out of the trench, like lava flowing out of the ground.
Mo Xi said: "Uncle Song."
The old smelter was devoting himself to creation, and with some ears behind him, he never heard the movement behind him.
Mo Xi raised his voice and called again: "Boss."
The old man then reacted, and he turned his head back, the fire reflected on his gully old face, making him look like an over-exposed orange, slick and yellow.
He looked at Mo Xi, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Gu Mang again, then he showed some stunned look, and quickly stood up and saluted with salute, and said in his mouth, "Oh, oh ... it's Gu Shuai ..."
Gu Mang didn't know why he was standing there, watching the old man make a fool of him, so he also made a fool of the old man.
Mo Xi silenced for a while and said, "He is no longer Gu Shuai."
The old confused Song Uncle said, "Really? What is he now?"
"Prisoner."
Uncle Song was very surprised and stared at Gu Mang for a while.
"Prisoner ... Prisoner ..."
He slowly choked over, holding Gu Man's hand crumpled, and for a while, suddenly smiled and started talking nonsense, "Oh, little Gu, you have good luck, you see See, the old man didn't lie to you? There are still many people in the world. From now on, you will no longer be a slave in Wangshu House. "
He said, and patted the back of Gu Mang's hand with joy: "Come, the old man will give you the lock ring on your neck."
When the old man was confused, Mo Xi's eyes flashed with deep pain.
He closed his eyes, his throat twitched slightly, and was about to say something, and suddenly he heard a muffled sound upstairs, and the wooden ladder squeaked. A gentle voice sounded:
"Hehe, why are you here?"
Mo turned his head away and saw a man in a plain white robe with a wooden cane walking up and down the escalator.
It is Jiang Yexue.
Jiang Yexue is the owner of this smelting shop, and the old man Song was a smelting master in Yuefu, and he was also the enlightening teacher of Jiang Yexue. After Jiang Yexue was expelled from the Yue family, the only one who was willing to accompany him was this old Yuefu man.
Mo Xi said: "I brought him over to slavery."
Jiang Yexue stunned: "Who?"
Mo Xi turned her tall and erect body to the side, revealing Gu Man who was looking westward.
Jiang Yexue murmured: "... is Gu Shuai ..."
The old Song next to him was unwilling to be lonely, and stretched out his dead tree-like hand and patted his apprentice's back. He said cheerfully: "Today is a good day, Ye Xue, look at it. Let ’s take a look at our little Gu. Hua was the first person to take slaves, wasn't it? "
"..." Jiang Yexue sighed, "Master, what you said is an old thing many years ago."
The old man in doubt said: "I remember wrong again?"
"Yes. I can still run and walk at that time." Jiang Yexue dropped her eyelashes and smiled at the old man. "Master, you are tired, go and rest."
Jiang Yexue calmed the old man and returned to the two: "I'm sorry, He and Jun, Master has always talked upside down over the years, and I hope you don't blame it."
Mo Xi said: "Anyway."
Gu Meng blinked, and followed the teaching, "It doesn't matter."
Mo glanced at him. He looked at Gu Mang's eyes today, but it wasn't fierce, but it was strange, it seemed to be shrouded in the shadows of the past.
Jiang Yexue took a good look at all of this, and sighed lowly, saying, "If you want to become a slave, please go upstairs with me."
Mo Xi asked: "But your legs ..."
"Supporting a cane." Jiang Yexue laughed. "It's okay, I can go."
They went upstairs, and the second floor of the smelting shop was much brighter, with a variety of weapons and armors condensed by spiritual power hanging on the shelf.
In this world, most of the blades used by the monks are made by spirit bodies. They will go to various smelting shops to choose the desired weapons, and let the smelters fuse the forged weapon of the gods with their own spiritual core. When you only need to mind the curse, the weapon will be called out.
Although these blades are not as powerful as the martial arts, the casting principles are similar and their powers are very amazing.
And in order to create a powerful blade, the smelters will go out and hunt all kinds of spirits-the beak of the fire phoenix, the claws of the green pheasant, the teeth that swallow the white elephant ... the more fierce the beast, the more full With powerful spiritual power, the strength of the weapon made even more shocking.
Some smelters even use the Wraith Intruder, and the blades they create can summon injustices to help the war. The most typical one is the ancestral water ghost run by Wang Shujun's family. It is said that there are nine thousand drowned evil spirits.戾 Soaring into the sky. There is also Jian Ling Li Qing shallow, which is the same reason.
But Jiang Yexue's smelting shop is different. As for himself, he was a softhearted and kind man, and even an ant could not bear to step on it. Let him go to Dou Feng Tu Long, it's just crazy.
"The spiritual power I use for my refiner comes from some flowers and plants."
He turned around and saw Mo Xi looking at his window sill. The soft spirits he drank on the windowsill were useless at first glance.
"The children of Xiu Xue Xue Gong ... will come to me to buy some weapons, which will not easily hurt people."
Mo Xi said: "It's nothing bad."
Jiang Yexue smiled.
Although his craftsmanship came from the Yue family, the way of doing things was very different from the Yue family. Yue Juntian's refining device pursued domineering, and Murong Chuyi didn't care if he was cruel or not. Therefore, in his childhood, Jiang Yexue had no conflict with his father because of different ideas.
Unless one's heart suffers unbearable pain, it is difficult to change.
In fact, even without his dead wife, Mo Xi felt that Jiang Yexue would eventually part ways with the Yue family.
Jiang Yexue removed the iron box from the shelf with a pile of materials for the mixer, brushed the dust off, and came to the two.
Mo Xi used to accompany Gu Mang to take off the lock ring, so he is no stranger to this iron box. Jiang Yexue gave him a hesitant look and said, "He and Jun, I'm going to cast a spell. Would you avoid it?"
Mo Xi's face was very calm. He looked at the dark box without any extra expression: "No."
"Okay, then I'll start."
He put the box on the ground, and then said to Gu Mang: "Gu ..." But when he didn't know how to call him, he sighed, "Please sit down."
"Close your eyes."
"Place your hand on the box."
The first two Gu Mang did it lightly, but the last one he refused. He opened his eyes again, stared at the box for a moment, and murmured, "... I don't like this thing."
After talking, he looked up at Mo Xi: "I'm gone."
"sit down."
"gone."
Mo Xi said, "If you still want to stay in Wohe, you must do as he said."
Gu Mang had no regrets and had to slap his lips, looking a bit grieved and a little alert, but hesitated for a while, but he put his hands on the box.
Mo Xi said to Jiang Yexue: "Cast."
Jiang Yexue nodded. The operation like that of Murong Qing was actually wrong. The magic power of the lock ring itself is very large. If it is only clasped casually, it may cause the wearer to run away or die unexpectedly.
But this truth, the group of teenagers at the time did not understand anyone.
Refiner Jiang Yexue dropped his eyes and meditated on the curse. Soon, a dark black spiritual current flowed out of the hole in the iron box. The spiritual current climbed like Gu snake along Gu Mang's arm, from the forearm, to the shoulder, to the collarbone ... around his neck. At last, a black black iron hoop was condensed, and the aftertaste of the smoke plume turned into a small card hanging on the hoop.
"All right."
Gu Mang opened his eyes and touched his neck. He didn't speak for the first time. But he touched it again a second time, this time he talked, he turned his head and mumbled thoughtfully: "... the necklace ..."
Moxi leaned his legs on the window and narrowed his waist. He heard him say that, and said, "What?"
Gu Mang was surprised: "Did you give me a necklace?"
"..."
Mo Xi didn't answer, but Jiang Yexue couldn't bear it, nodded to him.
Gu Mang got confirmation. There was a tiny light flowing in his blue eyes. He repeatedly touched his slave neck ring, and there was some cautious joy on the face that looked as gentle and kind as it used to be.
Then he turned his head and said to Mo Xi: "Thank you."
There was a moist wind blowing out of the window, and the scattered pieces blowing on the edge of the ink extinction circulated. He stood not far away with his arms folded and looked at Gu Mang's silhouette without a word.
Today Gu Mang is like the fragment of Gu Shuai in the past. He wants to see the shadow of his old friend from him, but in the end, only one eye socket is hurt by the fragment.
Almost when he wasn't paying attention, he closed his eyes embarrassedly and his throat throbbed—
Many years ago, it was also the second floor of the Mercy Smelting Shop, also in this room. The young Gu Mang also touched a slave neck ring and smiled brightly on his face.
That neck ring was picked by Mr. Song.
"It's over, Brother Gu. In the future, you will no longer be a mourner." Mo looked at Gu Man's face and said solemnly, "You are free."
That time, the neck ring fell. Gu Mang was laughing.
Shao Guangxi, times change.
This time, it was the neck ring buckle, and Gu Mang was still laughing, nothing seemed to change much.
Ke Mo felt that his throat was astringent like a bitter palm, and he couldn't swallow it.
This bitterness seemed to haunt him all his life.
"You wait." Jiang Yexue was talking to Gu Mang, "It's not over yet. I need to put a few words on this ... necklace."
"What word?"
"Your name, according to your account number." He flipped through the records of Zhonghua's slavery, and looked up Gu Mang as the few slaves in this country who had fallen into a lock ring.
Gu Mang didn't know what it meant, so he just listened to him and seemed to understand.
Jiang Yexue burned him up with his spiritual power, finished this side, and turned to the back again. He raised his head again, but this time instead of looking at Gu Mang, he looked at the backlight standing at the window, his expression difficult to distinguish.
"He and Jun, look at this side ..."
Mo Xi said: "No need to carve."
"But I'm afraid it's out of order. Even if it's not a personal name, it should be the family name or the name of the mansion house."
"No need." Mo paused, turning his face away.
Jiang Yexue sighed, "But ..."
"Are there still to be carved on the other side?" Gu Mang suddenly asked, "What is to be carved?"
"Yes." Jiang Yexue said to him, "I want to engrave your name."
Gu Man frowned and thought for a while, when Mo Xi was impatient to prepare to come and tell him to go, he suddenly said: "I know who to carve."
He turned to look at Mo Xi: "Engrave you."
Mo Xi: "... What nonsense."
"You are Lord, so many people call you that."
Mo closed her eyes and closed her eyebrows tightly: "You're too stubborn, hurry up and follow me."
"Can't engrave your name?"
Mo sternly said: "No."
I don't know why, he just thought for a moment about Gu Mang's neck with the neck ring engraved with his name, and felt a fiery blood heat. He shook his head anxiously, as if to shake off a mosquito that disturbed him, and then lifted Gu Man's collar, lifted him, and said to Jiang Yexue:
"Elder Qingxu, leave."
Jiang Yexue said: "I'll send you off."
"You have inconvenience. Don't need it."
Jiang Yexue laughed: "It's nothing, I've been used to it. And I happen to also go to West Street to buy some pine oil. Wait for me, I'll get some money ..."
Mo Xi said, "What about your wheelchair? I'll push it for you."
"It's not always good to sit, just have a wooden cane." Jiang Yexue took some broken coins into Qiankun's pocket, "Let's go."
The three arrived at the grocery shop on the West Street oblique entrance. Jiang Yexue asked the shopkeeper to fill him with two pots of pine oil. He was waiting for the boss to pack the pot back. "Treasurer and shopkeeper! Did everything we ordered last time arrive?"
Then came another cool voice: "Yue Chenqing, you don't want to jump around."
They turned back and saw that the person who came in with the wind and snow was Yue Chenqing, and the next step was Murong Chuyi in a white robe.
Two groups of people slammed into each other, and they were a little surprised each other, and they stopped.
Especially Murong Chuyi, his fierce phoenix suddenly fell on Jiang Yexue, and then he slightly raised his head.
Murong Chuyi: "..."
Jiang Yexue: "..."
The atmosphere was strange for a while.
You must know that Murong Chuyi's sister is Yue Juntian's main room, and Jiang Yexue's mother is Yue Juntian's sister-in-law. Now both women have died, but the two younger generations have not told them all. Forget it.
Jiang Yexue whispered: "Chu Yi ..."
Murong Chuyi didn't say a word, suddenly turned around and walked away.
Yue Chenqing hastily persuaded: "Four uncles ..."
But Murong Chuyi had already taken off the curtain, and a frosty voice came from outside, with a thin anger: "Yue Chenqing, every time I come out with you, I can't encounter any good things."
In the anxious mood of Yue Chenqing, she ignored the presence of Jiang Yexue, and hurriedly stomped her feet and said, "Siji! I don't know if he is ... don't go, wait for me ..."
Murong Chuyi said, "Don't follow me!"
He said don't follow, where could Yue Chenqing dare not listen, but had to mourn the funeral in the place, face each other, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.
Jiang Yexue sighed and finally decided to break through this layer of suffocation first: "... Chen Qing, Chu Yi ... Is it still your attitude to you?"
The author has something to say: Murong: Why don't you think I gave you a necklace when I gave you a dog pen?
Gu Mang: Because your eyes are fierce.
Murong Pity: What else?
Gu Mang: Because you gave me no small copper pendant.
Murong Merci: You're kind of picky, what else?
Gu Mang: Because you don't look so good as Princess Sissi!
Murong Pity: Lao Tzu's life is like a dream strangling you! !! !!
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