Ink Blade

Shopping (part 2)

Long time what?

Mo Ren actually knew what his master meant. He had indeed not walked on the street like a living person for a long time.

In his previous life, before he died, he worked as a lowly servant in the Side Hall of the Jiuzhong Palace for three full years, living a life of darkness and without light.

But…

Mo Ren raised his eyes slightly, and he said, "If the Master abandons this subordinate, this subordinate will have nowhere to go. If there is no Master, Mo Ren will be as good as dead."

Chu Yan's lips trembled. "You..."

Mo Ren's hand unconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword, and said softly, "Master just said to this subordinate last night that he wants to……cherish this subordinate for a...lifetime."

...He had never said such a pet-like statement, thus it was very awkward saying it.

Obviously it should be very sweet coquettish words, but his tone was cold and stubborn, as if he was reporting the enemy's situation.

Chu Yan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He pulled the guard into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Mo Ren slightly trembled. He didn't move, and he didn't speak anymore.

"Forget it, forget it……"

Chu Yan's eyes were empty, and he said in a babbling way, "...Then, then can this Master accompany you for a stroll?"

Mo Ren obediently said, "Listen to Master."

Chu Yan resigned to his fate and led Mo Ren to walk, and the latter obediently followed his master's steps.

Chu Yan became enamored and doted on him again, his heart was so soft that he was muddle headed. He forced himself not to make further delusions, and at first there was nothing to say.

"Ah Ren, what do you want?"

"Thank you, Master, this subordinate has no shortage of things.” 

"Then, do you want to buy some food?"

"Thank you, Master. Master awarded breakfast this morning, this subordinate is satisfied."

"Cough, the sword tassels sold at this stall, this Master thinks it is very suitable for Mo’s handle."

"Thank you, Master. It's just that Mo is an assassin's sword. If a sword tassel is hung on it, it may hinder the ambush to kill the enemy."

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It had to be said that it was really a hopeless conversation.

With Guard Mo's unpredictable way of chatting, someone else would have collapsed long ago.

But Chu Yan actually enjoyed it a lot. It's been a long time since he had such a chat with Mo Ren. No matter how ruthless the guard's answer was, the rigid palace master could still enjoy it himself.

Thus Chu Yan looked for another topic on his own, and said, "Ah Ren, would you like to pick something for this Master?"

This time, Mo Ren finally no longer said "Thank you Master", but thought for a while. "Yes. What does the Master want?"

Chu Yan thought to himself: This Master wants you, but this Master can't afford you.

But he said, "Any, just to pass the time and nothing else."

Mo Ren nodded, and actually looked around at the vendors very seriously. After thinking about it, he replied with a straight face, "Master, forgive this subordinate. From the perspective of this subordinate, everything here is just vulgar, not worthy of the Master."

Chu Yan couldn't help but laugh, shook his head, then stretched out his finger and touched the guard's cheek. "Then let's go take a look again."

"......" Ying Yu watched helplessly as the palace master led his elder brother over, and walked straight past him while chatting.

Poor Protector Xiao Yu, the corners of his mouth twitched even more. He even thought desolately: Did the Palace Master intentionally play tricks on him……

"Moreover..." Chu Yan looked at the vendors on both sides, while holding Mo Ren's wrist, "If you find something you like, just buy it together, you don't have to ask this Master."

"Master..." Mo Ren couldn't describe his mood, and reminded in a low voice, "The money has always been kept by this subordinate."

Chu Yan: "......"

Mo Ren paused, and suddenly his eyes showed a guilty expression. "It's this subordinate who was negligent."

He took out the money bag and handed it to Chu Yan, and said in a low voice, "If the Master likes something..."

You can buy it yourself without asking this subordinate for money.

Chu Yan's ears turned red in an instant. "......."

There is no way. As a guard who has served him personally since he was a child, Guard Mo still has a good idea of his master's ability to take care of himself.

This, after all, is the person who wanted to take medicine last night but couldn't even find it anywhere…

If the palace master is asked to bring the money, Mo Ren is really afraid that he will lose it in two days.

As he walked, he came to a weapon shop. Mo Ren stopped slightly, and his eyes fell on the long swords hanging at the back of the shop.

Chu Yan understood, and said, "Go."

Mo Ren slightly bowed his head at Chu Yan, took two steps back and called behind, "Xiao Yu, come here and pick a sword."

Ying Yu almost burst into tears.

Elder brother, it turns out that you haven't forgotten me yet!

Mo Ren said lightly, "Hurry up. Do not keep the palace master waiting for a long time." Then he turned and entered the shop.

The shop owner was fanning using his cattail fan in boredom, and warmly greeted the guests when he saw them. Take a weapon and boast in the most fantastic terms, like it was a divine weapon.

Mo Ren didn't listen to the boss's nonsense, and directly took the sword from his hand, poured his internal force into his knuckles, and tapped lightly to listen to the sound.

After trying a few swords like this, he swung a long sword with a dark blue scabbard into Ying Yu's arms, and motioned, "Try and feel."

The boss's eyes lit up, and he clicked his tongue, "Ah, expert..."

Chu Yan watched from not far away, and couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, he heard a shop nearby yelling, "Southern border Love Poison Gu and Five Poison Wine! A rare and wondrous item in the Central Plains, don’t miss when you pass by and have a look!"

The shop stood in the shadows, it looked ordinary from the outside, and there were very few customers. Chu Yan's heartstrings twitched slightly, and he frowned.

Speaking of which, the Changqing City was already at the border of the Central Plains’ Wulin. Going south after crossing Changqing was the southern border area.

Southern border...

He recalled the group of people that Bai Hua brought with him when he rebelled against the palace. They were dressed in strange costumes and were extremely good at using poison. Qiu Jin’s life was cut off by the strange poison, and was unable to reverse the crisis situation.

Chu Yan glanced at the opposite side again. Ying Yu was trying out his sword, and it looked like it would take some more time.

He walked into that shop alone, and said, "You have southern border poison?"