Merry God in the city

"You don't have to thank me, on the contrary, those people should thank you." Master Wu's eyes shone coldly, pointing at Mo Xing and saying word by word: "Mo Xing, you can hate me in your heart, and you can come and challenge me at any time. But you have to remember what we said today, in the future you must let me see that you are the strongest."

He clenched his fist vigorously, and said a little excitedly: "You have to prove it to me, and to those damned old guys, that I, Wu Gang, may not be the strongest. But my disciple will be invincible in the world."

Mo Xing calmly looked at Master Wu whose face was slightly flushed due to excitement, bowed and said, "Master Wu, you will see."

Coming out of the hot spring garden, Mo Xing felt a little excited.After thinking that the remaining 200 companions might survive, he suddenly felt that he hadn't lived these three years in vain.

I didn't stick to that belief for three years in vain.

Looking at the feasting bars, karaoke bars, casinos, and bookstores around. . .etc.Mo Xing was taken aback, and took a few steps back to look at the side of the road.

I saw a sign hanging at the entrance of a very inconspicuous small two-story building, with four words written in chalk on it - a bookstore.

"Bookstore?" Mo Xing was a little confused.This street is a place for the guards to have fun, so naturally no one would be free to read a book.And it is even more impossible for Dragon Nest to provide extracurricular reading materials and other books for disciples like Mo Xing. Apart from understanding the national conditions of the world, the remaining books are either martial arts cheats or introductions to weapons.

And when he passed by here just now, he assured that this sign hadn't been hung just now.

Who would be the owner of a bookstore in such a place?What books will be sold inside?

Mo Xing frowned, and slowly walked in with these questions in his heart.Climbing up the narrow stairs, the place has obviously just been cleaned, the rusty stair handrails have been wiped clean, and even the corners of the stairs are spotless.

Walking to the second floor, I saw the only door was open.Looking in along the door, there are four bookshelves in the room of more than 20 square meters, which crowded the room to the brim.There are more than a dozen unopened cardboard boxes on the ground, and through the marks on the cardboard boxes, it is full of various novels.

"Excuse me, are you here to buy books?" Suddenly a small red figure popped out from behind a cardboard box.A little girl with braids and a red princess dress, about seven or eight years old, was looking at Mo Xing curiously with a lollipop in her mouth.

Mo Xing stared blankly at the innocent and cute little girl in front of him, blinked, and said dryly, "I...I'll come up and take a look."

"Huh?" The little girl tilted her head cutely, licking the lollipop in her hand.Suddenly made a grimace, turned around and shouted in a childish voice: "Grandpa, someone is coming."

"Come on, come on." There was a reply from the room.After a while, an old man with white hair and a strange bun leaned on the bookshelf and struggled to get out.Looking up and seeing Mo Xing, his childlike face was full of smiles, he nodded and bowed his head and said, "Haha, someone came here just after the opening, good luck, and a lot of money. Young man, come in and have a look. I have all kinds of books here, keep them for you satisfy."

Looking at the rosy old man with a cleansed face, Mo Xing nodded.Glancing at the little girl blocking the door again, she walked in sideways.

"Hey, hey, be careful...haha, I'm sorry, it's just opened. There are a lot of things that haven't been cleaned up yet. Oh, be careful with that cardboard box on your head. Inside... ah, forget it, there are secret things inside .I should have put them higher up."

Looking at the books and periodicals scattered all over the floor, and the gorgeous woman on the cover wearing flamboyant clothes, the corners of Mo Xing's eyes twitched a few times, and he asked dryly, "Boss, what is this?"

The old man who squatted down and was packing these things laughed, picked up a few books and shook them in front of Mo Xing, and said in a tone that all men understand: "These...of course they are good things. Young man, Long Chao usually I won’t provide you with women, right? Use this kind of thing to solve it, it’s effective for a long time, and it’s absolutely cheap.”

"Huh? Solve what?" Mo Xing frowned.

"Solution...Of course it solves your problem at night."

"Evening question? What question?"

The old man stared at Mo Xing like an idiot. Seeing Mo Xing's blank expression, he knew that he was not lying, but that he really didn't know what he was talking about.He couldn't help but looked at Mo Xing's whole body strangely, leaned forward and whispered something in his ear.

Mo Xing's face flushed instantly, and he said anxiously: "Why do I have this hobby... You, don't talk nonsense."

Looking at the nervous Mo Xing, the old man shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently: "This is a normal need of a man, why are you shy. People who don't have that kind of reaction are not normal. Hey, these few days Do you want this book?"

Mo Xing waved his hand, turned his head to look into the room, and asked, "Do you have any other books here?"

"What type do you want?" The old man put away those publications and put them in the cardboard box.

Mo Xing was stunned for a moment, and casually took a book from the shelf.Looking at the stern man holding a sword on the writing, there are three big Chinese characters "star devouring way" printed below, the author is a pig with glasses.He frowned and said, "Who wrote this book? Why is the author's name so weird?"

"Oh, that book. It's just rubbish. It's thrown to death on the street. The author is a lazy pig who wants to write books for a living and ends up starving to death." The old man said casually, "This is the oriental fantasy type. some kind?"

"Oriental Fantasy?" Mo Xing shook his head in confusion, flipped through it casually, and asked, "Are there any other types of books?"

"The most popular ones these days are fantasy, urban, and military history. Online games, fantasy, and apocalypse are on the rise, but they still don't work." Glancing at the bewildered Mo Xing, the old man spread his hands: "Yeah, I'm talking for nothing. If you want to talk about YY novels, I have everything you need here. The blood-red Tang Monk tomato and potato shreds, dancing Jiangnan drunkard, etc. Great god's books, whether they are published or not, I have published them here."

"Yeah," Mo Xing, who watched with relish, didn't raise his head, and dealt with it casually.The old man sighed, stretched out his hand to cover the writing, and said earnestly: "Young man, this book is honestly not very good. The author is related to me, so I can't put him at the front. There are more good books later. Go, you might as well go pick and choose first."

Mo Xing reluctantly put the book back, and said enviously, "I haven't gone out for eight years, I never thought the outside world would be so wonderful."

"Hey, young man, don't be addicted. This book is all made up by people, it's not true." The old man gave Mo Xing a worried look.Mo Xing smiled, and walked in along the bookshelf.The old man followed behind and briefly introduced the books on the bookshelf to Mo Xing.

And the little girl was sitting on the cardboard box, dangling her calves, tipping a lollipop.

Finally, after the introduction and recommendation of the old man, Mo Xing and the old man came out with a pile of books each.Putting the book on the checkout counter at the door, the old man put on reading glasses, and pressed the calculator while reading: ""Song of Witch", "Dao of Ascension Dragon"..."Sui Chaos"..."The Merry God in the City" "(Just kidding ^_^)...these are all very popular books."

Mo Xing nodded and said, "Boss, do you have a map here?"

The old man adjusted his glasses, looked at Mo Xing vigilantly, and said in a low voice: "Bastard, do you want to kill me? Selling maps is absolutely not allowed here. If those bastards find out, I will die."

Mo Xing nodded, expressing his understanding.The old man "beep beep beep" calculated for a long time, suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Young man, what good things do you really don't want? For the sake of your first customer, I will give you a [-]% discount."

Mo Xing smiled wryly. Unexpectedly, the boss has not forgotten to sell those things to himself.He was about to open his mouth to refuse, when he suddenly thought of the beautiful girl on the cover, his heart moved slightly, and he also whispered: "Is that all there is?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said with a strange smile: "Isn't that enough? How much more do you want? Young man, the body is the capital of the revolution. For a strong man like me, it's only once or twice a night."

Looking at the skinny old man, Mo Xing's entire face turned green.He said with a dry smile, "Okay, thank you boss for your concern."

The old man quickly took out those publications and stuffed them into the pile of books on the table.He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Young man, are you going to buy these books or rent them?"

"Buy? Rent?" Mo Xing was taken aback.

"Yes, if you buy these books, these books will be very expensive. I suggest that you rent them well and pay a certain deposit. One book per day only costs ten cents, which is much cheaper and more affordable than buying them." The old man said, took out a card from the drawer, and said, "And if you pay a lot of deposit, you can also apply for membership. After becoming a member, you only need five cents a day. Five cents, this is a [-]% discount ah."

Mo Xing touched his pocket, and smiled awkwardly: "That's good...but I don't have any money."

The food, housing and transportation of Longchao's underwear are all free, and these disciples have nothing to spend money at all.Of course, Master Wu will not open an extra budget to pay them salaries.So Mo Xing didn't have any money in his pocket.

The old man was stunned, and stared blankly at Mo Xing, like looking at an idiot.And the little girl snorted, giggled, jumped off the cardboard box, walked up to Mo Xing, and looked at him with admiration.

"If you don't have any money, what are you doing here? Do you think I'm doing charity? These books are given to you for free. Are you crazy, or am I crazy, or is this world crazy?" It took a long time for the old man to react.He slapped the table heavily, and yelled at Mo Xing, "Lang wasted my mouth for a long time. I was really unlucky to encounter this kind of thing when I just opened. This is really bad luck, this business... it's over ..."

Looking at the old man with a painful face, Mo Xing touched his nose and said with a dry smile, "I'm sorry."

"Forget it," the old man waved his hands weakly, "you go, go quickly. Don't let me see you again, my stomach hurts when I see you. By the way, remember to bring money next time."

Mo Xing gave a wry smile, and looked helplessly at the little girl who was looking up at him. He wanted to reach out and touch that little head, but finally withdrew his hand.Sighing, he turned and walked out the door.

Seeing Mo Xing leave, the old man stretched out his hand to stroke the little girl's hair, and said with a low laugh, "Xiao Wenwen, this place is really interesting."

The little girl sipped the lollipop, tilted her head, and said with a smile, "That big brother smells so good, Wenwen likes it."

The old man patted the little girl's head again, looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window, and laughed.

(Please collect Huahuapiaopiao, please support the glasses ^_^)