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Chapter 1978 Magic Tool 7

"Of course I need to be paid, and I also need to eat and drink. Don't you have any servants at home?" Xi Ning just wanted to get rid of this tall female magic weapon master.

"Yes, yes, but I am not responsible for paying." Cynthia looked like she suddenly realized: "It turns out that servants need to be paid."

I was speechless: "What do you think?"

"I thought it was just to provide them with food, drink, sleep, and to protect their safety." Cynthia was very serious, as if she wasn't lying.

I'm really convinced, no wonder this guy is a bit big-headed, it turns out he is a young lady who doesn't care about anything.

"Oh~" There were no paid servants, and there was always the possibility of mishandling, so she drove the donkey away. No matter how cheap she was, she would say goodbye forever. Riding on the little donkey, she embarked on a journey to pursue a happy life.

She happened to pass by a shop, and the familiar sound made her slow down. Two blacksmiths inside were hammering away. A closer look revealed that it was a magic weapon repair shop and sales shop.

But she didn't stop, she knew the approximate price of a magic weapon.

Suddenly she had an urge, it would be great if she could also own a magic weapon. This was the first time she encountered a plane with spiritual energy in the weapon, so she had to feel it.

The money in my pocket seems to be a lot, but in fact it is probably not enough to buy even the smallest magic weapon or darts. The only way is to meet by chance or...

A corner of the beach is full of all kinds of garbage, with a large number of seagulls hovering above it. There is a thin figure walking on it leading a donkey, bending down to rummage from time to time.

It smelled so bad that Xi Ning put a piece of cloth around his and the donkey's noses to endure the overwhelming stench.

Mo Ming: "I'm really convinced by you. Find the magic weapon and take it to the garbage dump."

This is not the usual routine, as long as the owner of the body is blessed with a halo, he can pick up treasures at will.

Mo Ming: "That has to have a halo." Are you sure this guy has a halo?

How will you know if you don't try? Only if you try and find out... Hey, what is this?

With excitement and trembling hands, I picked it up... cut it, and threw it away. It was just an ordinary broken grass knife. The frame was gone, leaving only the broken iron that was so rusty that I couldn't even see the original shape.

Mo Ming: "Hahaha, this is the halo? The halo of picking up tatters."

Hum, he picked it up again, put it on the donkey's back, and left over the rubbish. Half an hour later, Xining held the donkey in one hand and a grilled fish in the other, chewing it sweetly. This piece of rotten iron was quite heavy.

Yes, I exchanged two copper coins for it, and exchanged two copper coins for a grilled fish.

See, hard work always pays off.

After eating, she continued on her way, not wanting to be caught back by the strong man Matthew. Even though it was three villages and towns away, it could not be ruled out that someone from the village came here to buy sea fish and met her and went back to report the news.

The only way is to go far, to a place that is impossible to encounter in this life.

The next town was not far away, and we arrived in half a day. We found a hotel and spent five copper coins to stay a night, including a meal and donkey fodder. We also took a shower and carried our clothes to the well.

Hang it up while washing.

She used a knife to tear open the two rags in the package and cut them into pieces of cloth of different sizes. She then went from house to house asking for some replacement items.

With his sharp tongue, the big one could be used as a shawl, the small one could be used as a hair wrap, and the smallest one could be used as a headband. In the end, he bought five kilograms of coarse grains, a wooden kettle, and a small iron pot.

Back at the hotel, it was still dark, so I went to bed quickly. It was rare to find a bed covered with clean straw, so I had to sleep more. I don’t know when I would sleep next time.

After waking up, the hotel owner said that there was a car going out in the afternoon. It was a tax for the nobles, so two magicians were escorting him.

After all, in big places, people in small villages like the Elephant Body Master think that those who ride horses are knights. There is a big difference between knights and magic weapon masters. Knights need to have a title of lord level or above, while magic weapon masters only need to have a magic weapon.

It's like the difference between having an official title and being a charlatan escort.

Thinking about it, the further you go, the poorer you get, and you might encounter bandits again. Several people here plan to follow. With the magic weapon master here, it is enough to deal with ordinary bandits. Xi Ning also thanked him happily and planned to follow.

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At noon, she took off her dried clothes and put them on. There was only one cloak. There was a big temperature difference between day and night in the mountains and forests, so she had to put it on when she was on the road. After all her things were packed, when the tax team was about to leave, she just like everyone else, hurriedly

Get up.

The tax money was placed in a locked small wooden box and carried onto the carriage. There were also tax-deductible animal skins, dried meat, grain and wine on the carriage. All kinds of things filled the carriage. Two magic weapon masters wore

The man in a floor-length cloak, with a sword slung around his waist, sat on the horse with great dignity. A bearded magic weapon master polished his beard with oil, raised it and stuck it docilely on his lips.

Many older girls and young widows in the town were ogling the two of them. The knight belonged to a different class and would not marry a commoner, while the magic weapon master was good at fighting and making money, so he was the first choice for a husband. This made the mustache more and more interested.

Feeling proud, after a few glances, he threw a wild flower taken out from the hotel to a pretty woman, who responded with a shy smile, causing a lot of commotion.

Xining hung the packed package on the donkey's back early and rode on it, watching all this. Not to mention her, even the old man found this behavior funny. But it was also very real.

This is the mundane world, this is the human world.

When the coachman blew the horn, the team set off.

Xining pulled the reins, but the donkey moved unexpectedly.

She pulled again, but it still didn't move... The team had already left, and many of her colleagues looked back at her with gloating eyes as they left.

She pinched her feet heavily and shouted: "Let's go!"

But the most the donkey could do was exhale a burst of hot air from its nose, move back and forth a few steps, and finally stand still.

"Hahaha..." Now the spectators laughed.

It seems that a whip is needed, but there is no whip around my sister, and there is no belt around her waist.

She turned over and pulled the reins forward, but the donkey stepped back. The harder she pushed, the harder the donkey pushed back.

When he was almost out of strength, he loosened his grip and the donkey sat down on the ground.

"Hahaha!" More people laughed.

Originally, when the team left, the crowd would also disperse. They would mostly chat and talk about how the magic weapon master looked, or complain about how the tax was too heavy. But now they haven't left, they just watch her fighting with the donkey and then making a fool of herself.

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Forget it, forget it, since you don't want to leave, then just wait. As soon as she thought of this, the donkey sitting on the ground began to bray, "Ang, ang..."

The sonorous and powerful cry made everyone laugh.

Damn it, I have been a queen, I have seen the universe, I have commanded thousands of armies, I have driven a mecha, but I am actually defeated by this donkey!

After waiting for half an hour, the donkey finally stood up.

If you don’t leave, you won’t be able to catch up with the team in front tonight. Xining got on the donkey and whispered in the donkey’s ear: “If you don’t leave, I will sell you to a butcher now and eat roasted donkey meat tonight!”

I don't know if the donkey understood it, but he actually started walking without twitching... She rolled her eyes, she was really drunk.
Chapter completed!
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