Magic Punk

After Xuan Yi walked out of the wooden house that day, he went to the fish market and bought a lot of food, and then asked Uncle Da to deliver it to his home in batches.

However, he bought many things, and their combined value was not as valuable as the bottle of wine he finally bought.

A bottle of wine costs one pentacle.

What he told Uncle Da at the beginning was that if he could come back alive, this bottle of wine would be used to celebrate his success. If he died, half of it would be set up as a monument for him, and the other half would simply be poured in front of the grave as a sacrifice.

Now that he really came back alive, he couldn't get the bottle of wine back as he wished, so he could only ask if he could return it.

If you withdraw, you will get 10,000 stars.

Uncle Da is still very old. He was very old ten years ago. He is still very old ten years later.

He is a peripheral member of the Intelligence Department of Dark Star. He has stopped doing any substantive work for a long time. He only guards this fish market and collects some stall fees to make a living.

Of course, he is also the target of his mission, and he is monitoring the whereabouts of himself and his sister.

It is precisely because of this relationship that Xuan Yi can rest assured that he can take care of his sister.

This old man has a gray beard and gray hair. He is from the Republic of Sturt. It is said that he was once a minor nobleman, but he moved to Star City because his family went bankrupt, and finally chose to work as an intelligence agent in the ANBU.

In other words - he is the person who knows the most in this fish market.

Uncle Da raised his eyes and looked at him: Of course, but is it worth it?

As long as you are alive, it is worth it. Xuan Yi said lightly: If you die, there is no way to say it is not worth it.

Uncle Da tremblingly took out the gold coin from his arms and placed it on the table next to him.

Xuan Yi just reached out to take it, but he saw Uncle Da smiled and waved his hand, put the gold coin in his arms again, and then placed a bottle of wine as red as blood there.

Xuan Yi looked at him: Uncle Da, what do you mean?

Celebration wine. Uncle Da said lightly, then took out a square iron box from his arms and placed it on the table.

We have seen you grow up for about ten years.

From a little kid who was no taller than a table, to a handsome guy with a human face now, the shops in the fish market have changed one after another, but you and your sister are the only ones still there.

In the early days, you were poor, so you had to borrow something on credit every now and then. Later, when the conditions got better, you always wanted to give more money. The uncle sneered softly: I can't say that you haven't gone through hard times, but You are only so young, and you have gone through too few hard times.

When you get to work, you spend all your money all day long. You don't know how to be frugal or save. We chatted in private and we all said that sooner or later you will be in trouble.

But it doesn't matter if it's a big mistake. We are all small families. No one can put their own wealth aside to help you.

So someone whispered to me, asking if the extra money you give me on weekdays can be put in a separate account and stored here with me. After I agreed, I talked it over with a few old friends, and this matter was settled. That’s it.”

As he said this, Uncle Da pushed the iron box at hand: You have been out for almost a month this time, and we are all wondering if something happened to you. Seeing that the items you ordered earlier are about to be given out in the blink of an eye, I also spoke to the old man and withdrew all the money in the account.

I originally wanted to use the money to buy something for your sister first, or just send the money over there, but you just ran back in a hurry.

With that said, Uncle Da pushed open the lid of the box with his hand, revealing a stack of brand new banknotes of various sizes inside.

Originally, this was your life money. I thought it wouldn't be too wrinkled because it wouldn't look good, so I went to exchange it for new money, but in the end I didn't use it much.

Xuan Yi bit his lip and said softly: Uncle Da, don't be like this.

The me you see is not the real me at all, and you will regret it one day if you are so nice to me.

Uncle Da took out all the thick banknotes from inside, without counting them, just stretched out his hand and handed them out.

I know you don't have the account, but we do. The money is a little short. The missing part has been replaced by rice, noodles and vegetables. I originally planned to send it over after the market closed in the afternoon. Since you are here, you can save me from being so old. The legs have to run again.”

Xuan opened his mouth, but no words came out. He was a very eloquent person, but at this time he didn't know what to say.

Uncle Da had already put the money into Xuan Yi's hand, and then looked at Ye Ya behind him.

Lihua's cousin? I haven't heard that she has such a beautiful cousin. He reached out and touched under the table, and then took out a small piece of jade.

Our ancestors were not at peace, but it is our ancestors' business after all. Our ancestors fought in Lanye, and they boasted that they had met your ninth princess and survived.

But everything is taboo for the venerable and the elders. If he says he has seen it before, it can only mean that he has seen it before.

According to him, this piece of jade was given by the Ninth Princess. If it were intact, it would definitely fetch a big price. But later, the family was unruly, and the piece of jade was smashed and divided. I only got this small piece. I usually get it. It's just a thought.

I thought I would never see a Lanye person in my life, but I didn't expect to see a beautiful little girl. I am so destined.

He raised his hand and threw the small piece of jade into Ye Ya's hand, and then smiled: The jade that the Ninth Princess touched. Although it is not valuable, it is quite interesting.

Ye Ya reached out and took the thrown jade.

There is no one in the world who cares less about the things that the Ninth Princess has touched than she does. The clothes on her body, the jade pendant in her arms, and even the exercises she practices are all the same ones that the Ninth Princess wore and used. What's more, other people in this world always like to cling to the Ninth Princess when selling things. Even if they get a little bit of it, their worth will increase greatly.

So she calmly held the piece of broken jade in her chest, which resonated with the real jade soul on her chest. Almost instantly, a pretty girl with white clothes and blue hair burst out from her hand. into your own mind.

In his mind, the blue-haired girl had already cut off her long hair, standing in the tent with a cold and indifferent expression, looking at the red-coated soldier kneeling in front of her.

Your Highness Lingxi. The other party lowered her head and respectfully called her a title that was already considered taboo.

From the moment Emperor Tianqi brought you into my land, I am no longer your Highness Lingxi. The girl said coldly: You all call me Rentu now, don't you.

The other party was silent, lowering his head and not daring to speak.

Don't think that I won't kill you if you have been my personal guard. I... The girl was about to say something more, but she suddenly covered her chest and coughed, blood mixed with black internal organs fragments coughing on her hands.

The red-clothed soldier subconsciously tried to get up, but the girl raised her eyes and gave him a cold look, making him feel paralyzed and completely unable to move.

The girl stood there coughing violently, heartbreakingly, but no one dared to break into the tent. It was not until she slowly calmed down that she looked at the other party again.

You must also want me to die, right. The girl said coldly: I tell you, I will not die. As long as you are still here, I will not die. Even if I really die, I will die before I die. I’ll kill you all one by one.”

Kill them all without sparing anyone.

The scene in his mind only flashed briefly, and then was completely shattered, so that Ye Ya couldn't tell what happened next.

But the scene just now was deeply imprinted in Ye Ya's mind.

This piece of jade was real. Ye Qing really didn't kill the Ste soldier who had been her personal guard, but somehow kept him alive until the end of the war and returned to the Ste Republic alive.

As for why this piece of jade carries such a memory, Ye Ya guessed that it may be that the soldier carried this piece of jade with him for the rest of his life, always recalling this scene, so that the memory and the jade itself merged into one, so when Ye Ya When Qianye Liubi was activated to identify this piece of jade, this memory was also triggered.

This is the Ye Qing Ye Ya has never seen anywhere, the most real and desperate Ye Qing.

Meeting a captured soldier like this will definitely not be recorded in any period of history, but it will be remembered by the soldier himself for a lifetime.

It was only then that Ye Ya came up with this idea - what thoughts and feelings did Ye Qing have when he led the glorious Patriotic War that was on the verge of annihilation?

How did she, who had been approaching her limit for a long time, allow herself to live until the end of the war, and choose to die when the dawn was already dimly visible.

Just when Ye Ya was trapped in the maze of thoughts, a heavy landing woke her up from her thoughts.

Xuan Yi knelt down quietly and kowtowed in front of the old fish market manager.

(I actually wrote a chapter of 2700 without stopping, can you believe it==)