The old man laughed innocently.

"Hahaha, it seems that Master Ruan also had his eyes opened. He didn't just think that this jade was a spiritual weapon because of its mellow quality. That's not true."

The old man was stroking his beard, feeling a little proud.

"I collected this hairpin from the countryside one year ago. The ancestors of that family all fought backwards. This thing is an ancient relic, but it is stained with blood and has a lot of resentment."

Ruan Xia smiled politely.

"You are right, but do you know why this hairpin is stained with blood?"

The old man was stunned for a moment.

"I only heard that the man's ancestor was hunted down after getting the hairpin, and the hairpin saved his life."

Ruan Xia raised his eyebrows.

"Oh? Do you know how that saved your life?"

The old man shook his head.

Ruan Xia picked up the hairpin, and the spiritual energy was passing through the surface of the jade.

The flower head is a plum blossom, and the stamen is full of blood. It must have drunk blood.

Ruan Xia injected a little bit of her spiritual power and immediately sensed some memories attached to the hairpin.

"His ancestors used this hairpin to kill people. It was not simply used as a knife to stab people, but..."

Ruan Xia swung it hard, and there was a sound of unsheathing, and then the sword flashed, and the cabinet next to the old man was immediately missing a corner.

The old man was so frightened that he dropped the brocade box in his hand to the ground.

Mo Tingye was also so frightened that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

I saw that the hairpin had turned into a long sword, the hilt was the plum blossom, and the sword body was white light transformed from spiritual power.

The surroundings are filled with aura and coolness.

Ruan Xia gently hooked his hand, and the sword immediately retracted, and the hilt turned into the hairpin again.

"This is an ancient spiritual weapon. The old man is really lucky to get this treasure. He can keep it at home and wear it to ward off evil spirits. Practitioners can use it as a weapon."

After Ruan Xia finished speaking, he handed the hairpin back to the old man.

I saw the old man taking it with his trembling hands.

"This... is actually an ancient spiritual weapon. This... how can I afford this!"

Ruan Xia picked up the box and swept the ashes on it.

"This spiritual weapon of yours is probably worth more than all the treasures in this room put together."

"With all due respect, this thing is not very useful in the hands of ordinary people. If you are from a family of metaphysics or a cultivator, you will definitely regard it as a priceless treasure."

The old man was so excited that he held the box in his arms.

"Here, if this is sold, I'm afraid I can retire..."

Ruan Xia was smiling when suddenly he had an idea in his heart.

She has always wanted to find a suitable aura for Xiaocaihua.

Her nature is Yin and she loves water, so she can control this hairpin and it can also nourish her spiritual consciousness.

"Old sir, how much do you want to sell it for?"

The old man's eyes lit up, "Girl, are you interested?"

Seeing this, Mo Tingye quickly interjected, "No, she has a spiritual weapon herself. She met a person who asked her to find the spiritual weapon before. Maybe she can help introduce it."

Ruan Xia was stunned for a moment, as Mo Tingye seemed to have her own thoughts.

But Ruan Xia didn't understand why he had to fabricate a fate out of thin air.

But Mo Tingye is really good at negotiating prices when buying things.

So Ruan Xia nodded with a smile and looked at Mo Tingye standing in front of her to negotiate the price.

"This hairpin of yours has no value in your hands. We can help you sell it, but we will charge a commission."

The old man's eyes immediately lit up.

"I collect these things firstly because I like them, and secondly to make money to support my grandchildren. As long as they can be sold, I will accept the price at a lower price."

At this time, Ruan Xia only hated this mouth, which was too honest. He had told the truth just now, but now it would be difficult to negotiate the price.

"Then I'll give you a price, and you can see if it's suitable."

Mo Tingye gently raised two fingers.

The old man looked at his hand, "Two hundred?"

Seeing that the old man was hesitating and thinking, Mo Tingye added.

"Old man, if anyone knows about your spiritual weapon, I'm afraid your store will be in danger, don't you think so?"

The old man thought for a moment.

"I have been collecting things with my family since I was a child. I know that some things can be afforded and some things cannot be afforded. This all depends on fate. Since we are destined to do it today, the two of us will take this hairpin."

"I mentioned before that the cost of appreciating the spiritual artifacts. I will give Master Ruan twenty. You two can pay me one hundred and eighty for this hairpin. No matter how much you sell it for, I will never be jealous."

Ruan Xia and Mo Tingye looked at each other, both feeling guilty.

"Old sir, actually I want to give this hairpin to my sister. She is also a cultivator. We will not resell it again."

I saw the old man smiling innocently and stroking his beard.

"I knew I was right about the wrong person! I knew we were destined from the moment you came in. In this case, you don't have to be embarrassed. I want 1.8 million."

Mo Tingye immediately took out his distinguished black card and handed it over.

"Swipe your card."

At that moment, Ruan Xia felt that Mo Tingye's back was extremely handsome.

No wonder people on the Internet say that men are most handsome when they swipe their cards!

"Didi——"

The machine prompted that the card swipe was successful, and the old man handed the brocade box to Ruan Xia.

"Maybe your sister is the destined one, and this hairpin belongs to you."

Ruan Xia took it with both hands, and the jade hairpin between them was glowing with spirit through the box.

Ruan Xia said goodbye to the boss happily, turned around and walked deeper into the alley.

Perhaps it was really chance. In an antique shop, Ruan Xia chose a landscape painting that was very suitable for Minister Li's life style. The price was not expensive, and Ruan Xia bought it immediately.

After writing the delivery address, the two of them stood at the exit, stunned.

"If you really close your eyes, you'll..."

Mo Tingye closed his eyes. Before he finished speaking, he felt the ground beneath his feet tremble.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in front of the Yangwu Street bus stop.

Ruan Xia is beside you.

It was already getting late, and the two returned home. Mo Tingye wisely asked the housekeeper to prepare a large table for dinner.

Ruan Xia reached out to open the ring and called out Xiaocaihua.

"Ouch——"

"I'm sleeping, what are you doing?"

Ruan Xia pointed at the cauliflower with her finger angrily.

"Lazy Bones, it's time to eat, it's not time to hibernate yet."

Xiaocaihua opened her eyes, and Mo Tingye was stunned first.

This little guy was originally just the size of a young girl, but now he has reached Ruan Xia's ears.

She completely looks like a green girl.

But those pupils were still glowing with a penetrating green light.

"hiss--"

Xiaocaihua saw him staring at her and spitting out the letter.

"Why are you looking at an ice cube face! I've never seen a beautiful woman before!"

Ruan Xia almost laughed out loud.

"Hey, Mr. Mo specially prepared this table for you. He even sent the servants out. Don't be rude."

Xiaocaihua immediately put away her face and changed her face.

"Yes, sister, it's my sister who is being rude."

She sat down angrily and glared at Mo Tingye.

"Ice face, thank you."

Mo Tingye's hand trembled.

Might as well not thank you.

After dinner, Ruan Xia brought Xiaocaihua to the yard and handed her the hairpin.

Cauliflower's whole body trembled when touched.

"This... spiritual... power... is... too... fierce...!"