After leading the fairies to ascend, the male lead of Shuangwen went blind from crying

Chapter 9
There's nothing wrong with the sword being black.

But what Jiang You asked was of course not this, she wanted to say that the sword is black, but why there is a golden light.

It's just that obviously, none of the people present seemed to be able to see the "golden light" on the sword, so they thought her question was very strange.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Jiang You lowered his eyes, "I was wrong... What's the price of this sword?"

"Heavy black iron sword, the scabbard is missing, and the price is five hundred low-grade spar."

said the man.

"I want it."

Jiang You gave the spar.

The man finally finished counting the one hundred bottles of a little incense, Jiang You put away his things after finishing the spar, turned around and went out the door.

While walking towards the teleportation array, he was thinking about the strange things that happened to him one after another.

The first thing is that the illusion didn't work on him for some reason.

The second thing is that my eyes seem to be able to see different things.

In order to make sure that he was not dazzled by looking at the store, Jiang You took out the sword again on the street, and then looked at it intently.

Sure enough, there was still a layer of golden light on the black sword.

Not only is there a golden light, but because the light outside is better, this layer of golden light is also more obvious.

After thinking about it, she walked towards a male cultivator standing by the roadside who seemed to be waiting for someone, raised her sword and asked him, "My fellow Taoist, what color is my sword?"

"What are you going to do?!"

The male cultivator seemed to be taken aback, and then took two steps back, "You want to use force in the street!"

"I'm not, I'm just asking you, what color is this sword."

Jiang You quickly explained, and at the same time took back the sword to show that he had no other intentions.

"I think you just want to find fault, ask about the color? Huh, even a three-year-old would not bother to answer this kind of question!"

The male cultivator gave Jiang You a contemptuous look, trying to see her face clearly under the hood, but obviously failed.

It must be an ugly monster, otherwise why are you so strict!
The male cultivator didn't bother to pay attention, turned his head and left.

Jiang You: ...

Fine.

Looking at the very strong man, I didn't expect to be so timid.

So I walked a few steps forward and asked a female cultivator, "My fellow Taoist, what color is my sword?"

This time she didn't raise her sword rashly again, so as not to be misunderstood.

"You can't see yourself? Are you blind?"

The female cultivator frowned, then trotted away after speaking.

Jiang You: ...

She took a deep breath.

This time I walked a few more steps and found a male cultivator who was on his way, "This fellow Taoist... do you think my golden sword is cool?"

As he spoke, he picked up the sword and stood it in front of him.

"Are you sick? This is obviously a black sword!"

The male cultivator gave her a disgusted look.

Jiang You thanked him with satisfaction, and walked away under the indescribable eyes of the male cultivator.

Sure enough, they couldn't see this golden color, and it had nothing to do with whether they were in the house or not.

So... it has something to do with your eyes?
Jiang You reached out and touched his eyes, but found nothing unusual.

Recalling the original owner's deeds from childhood to adulthood, it seems that she is also normal, and the strange things that happened to her today have not happened.

Does the problem come from this body, or from this foreign "spirit"?

Jiang You quickened his pace, wanting to go back sooner, so he had to ask Master carefully.

But suddenly, she felt a lightness around her waist, and something was pulled.

When I looked down, the mustard bag I had been wearing all along was gone!

Jiang You raised his eyebrows upside down, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a thief running fast.

She followed without thinking.

Nine out of ten people in this world use mustard seed bags for their personal storage space, and only a very small number of people use things of various shapes instead of bags.

Such as storage rings, belts, bracelets, etc. Of course, they are ridiculously expensive, and most people can't afford them.

The space of the mustard bag is large or small, and the price is also high or low.

The original owner's mustard seed bag was given to her by her master after she reached the Qi Condensation Realm. It is a mid-range product, and it is completely enough for her current wealth.

Every monk’s mustard bag contains his life’s net worth, which must never be lost, otherwise, without something to lean on, it would be difficult for him to survive with his bare hands.

Take Jiang You as an example, her mustard bag contains all the spar elixir and other properties, even the entry token of Tianjizong.

Once lost, I can't even go back to the sect!
Without the sound transmission talisman, it would be difficult to contact Master.

Being robbed of things right under his nose, Jiang You's gaze was like a blade, and he tried to catch up with the person in front with the fastest speed.

The use of force is prohibited in the city, and unfortunately there is not even a city guard on the road, so Jiang You has no choice but to chase after him without letting up.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the city gate was far away, and that person's pace was even faster.

"Stop him, he stole my bag of mustard seeds!"

Seeing that the man was leaving the city, Jiang You hurriedly shouted.

But the city guard ignored it at all, allowing the man to run out of the city smoothly.

As long as there is no private fighting in the city, and no one trespasses into the city without handing over the spar, then other things have nothing to do with them, and they will turn a blind eye.

As for things like catching thieves, that is under the control of the city guards!
Jiang You didn't count on them either. After trying, he stopped shouting and followed the man out of the city.

When the two left the city one by one, the two city guards looked at each other.

"Tsk, another one, who do you think will win this time?"

"Does it need to be said? It's not easy for people to do this all the year round."

"I said these monks in the outer city are really stupid. It's unlucky to lose the mustard bag, but it's better than no life, right? They don't even understand this truth, and they deserve it!"

"Who said no!"

When he ran out of the city for nearly a mile, the male cultivator finally stopped running and stopped.

He turned his head, looked at Jiang You, couldn't help smiling, and threw her mustard bag into the air, then took it and shook it.

"Little girl, obediently remove the seal on the mustard bag, and I can return half of the contents to you," he said.

Jiang You finally saw his face clearly.

From the outside, he was just a male cultivator in his 20s, still considered a young man, but Jiang You didn't think that this man would be a young man.

Those who take the risk to do this kind of thing are often people who have no hope of cultivation. They may be stuck in a certain cultivation level for a long time and cannot make any progress. Knowing that their cultivation has come to an end, their style of doing things will start to go to extremes.

Either fight hard, or wait to die, this is their psychology.

Another criterion for judging is that his eyes are cloudy and deep, and he really doesn't look like a young man.

"If I cancel the recognition, then you will just take it away and disappear. On the contrary, if I don't cancel it, then you have no other way." Jiang You said with a blank expression.

"Wrong, it's not that I can't do anything... Why do you think I lured you out of the city?"

The male cultivator licked his lips and smiled viciously.

(End of this chapter)