"You have two choices now," said the leader, "one, is to stay here and join us; The other is the freedom promised by our castle master. ”

Mo Zhi said without even thinking about it: "I want to be free." ”

The faces of the people present all showed a hint of surprise, and the leader immediately asked, "Do you know where this is?" ”

"Qinjiabao? Underground black market? Mo Zhiyu said indifferently, and concisely clicked out the keywords, wanting to see what kind of information these people would give.

"You know, then why are you leaving?" The leader asked, puzzled,

"You came from the cold and frozen Beilu, and you have also experienced the desert and uninhabited Western Continent, you should know that only the Eastern Continent is the richest, and you should also know that among the countless families in the Eastern Continent, our Qinjiabao is one of the best.

Joining Qinjiabao, you can get things that you can't imagine in your lifetime in Beilu. ”

Mo Zhiyu sighed slightly, and still said as he was: "I want to be free." ”

"Heh~ young man," the leader persuaded him to come here, and when he saw that Mo Zhiyu was so unenlightened, he didn't say anything more, so he directly waved his hand and asked people to bring over a burden, handed it to Mo Zhiyu, and said, "This is what you bought with your life, take it, you are free." ”

Mo Zhiyu took the burden without hesitation, and after only weighing it, he knew that there were some ordinary materials inside, which should be clothes and silver. Then he left the underground world under the guidance of the people here, and finally set foot on the road.

This time was wasted, and the night had passed, and when the door of the tunnel was opened, the morning light had already infected the sky, with a slight coolness of the early morning.

Mo Zhiyu looked at this Chaoxia, carrying the burden on his shoulders, exhaled slightly, and sighed: "This prelude is really long." ”

The person who led him didn't understand why Mo Zhiyu said such a sentence, but he thought that Mo Zhiyu really hurt his head, and he still kindly pointed out a way for Mo Zhiyu, saying:

"From here, it's only a dozen meters to the east to the east market, go there to find a 'Qinbao Inn', which is the property of the castle owner, he has spoken, you can go there and live for free for another day. You've got new clothes and some softness in your baggage, so you can pack them up. ”

"Thank you, big brother." Mo Zhiyu politely saluted, and left the exit of the tunnel with his baggage.

Then he really went to the so-called "Qinbao Inn", and after reporting his name, the store opened an upper room for Mo Zhiyu, who naturally ordered a bucket of water, and really wanted to clean up himself.

In his current body, after experiencing the baptism of "Chaos and Domineering Qi", many impurities in his body have been excreted from the body with sweat. So now he is much more stinky than when he first woke up, so much so that when he first entered this inn, he was almost kicked out by the shopkeeper.

Although Mo Zhiyu knows that this is just an illusion, but the illusion, you still have to treat yourself well, and you must have the consciousness of being the protagonist.

Soon, the hot water was ready, and Mo Zhiyu immediately threw off the tattered clothes on his body and jumped into the bathtub. Bathed in hot water, I felt that the pores on my body were unblocked, and I also felt that the skin on my body was comfortable, and then the fatigue of turning around was swept away.

Mo Zhiyu was lying in the bathtub, but he was also practicing "Chaos and Domineering Qi" all the time, making full use of the current cheapness, so that the remaining impurities in the body were discharged along the pores here.

At the same time, he was thinking. He touched the jade coin hanging around his neck, very puzzled. This jade coin, according to what he had heard from his father Mo Qi before, should be one of the tokens of the Yun family's marriage, and it was also the medium used by Yun Shi's father to seal the bloodline energy in his body.

According to common sense, this thing either doesn't exist now, or it should be in the Yun family, why is it on Yue Tong? This is also one of the connections between him and the moon pupil?

However, if you follow the conversation between him and Yun Shi before, Yun Shi and Wanwan are the relationship between the soul body and the doppelganger, if he and the moon pupil are also in this relationship, is he the ontology, or is the moon pupil the ontology?

He stretched out his hand and lifted it out of the water, looking down at his current hand, which was a young hand, and the face reflected in the water was also a young and handsome face, which should have been only sixteen or seventeen years old, the same age as when he returned to the world two thousand years later, and his face had not changed.

If the moon pupil is the main body, then, in the world two thousand years later, and in that wonderful new world, is there still a person named "Ink Delirium"? If there is no such thing as "Ink Delirium", then who is he?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt panicked in his heart, and slapped the water surface with a "bang", making the young man reflected on the water surface sparkle and broken.

"You're just you, you're just ink delusion." Mo Zhiyu closed his eyes and said this sentence repeatedly, and his mood seemed to be really much more relaxed.

This is what Yun Shi said to him before leaving, and it is also what the remnant soul said to him in his sleep when he was in the emperor's tomb that year.

Mo Zhiyu let go of the jade coin in his hand, opened his eyes again, looked at the young and handsome face swaying on the water, and smiled slightly:

"Amer, you already knew, didn't you? It's a game, typical role-playing. Here, I control a character named 'Moon Pupil', I want to level up, I want to get quests, I want to clear the level. But you didn't leave me any strategy. ”

The water temperature gradually cooled, and Mo Zhiyu got up, put on new clothes, and prepared to go downstairs to eat. He probably had a plan in his heart, since this was more than two thousand years ago, and the purpose of the moon pupil was to go to the Sword Heng Sect, then he would go to the Sword Heng Sect first.

It was already noon when Mo Zhiyu went downstairs, and there were already some people sitting in the inn hall. Mo Zhiyu found a remote place to sit down and ordered some simple dishes from Xiao Er. In fact, in his heart, he is still full of expectations for the dishes from 2,000 years ago, this is a big inn, how can the craftsmanship be better than the underground black market, right?

Suddenly, there was a strange feeling in his heart, he looked at the door, the scorching sun cast two shadows from outside the door, the shadows at noon were not long, but the faces of the two travelers at the door were against the light, so that he could not see it for a while, and it seemed a little unreal.

But Mo Zhiyu's attention was not the faces of these two people, but a long package in the hand of one of them.

(End of chapter)