Chapter 22： Assortment of stones (1/2)

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”It’s hard to be true. What is the beauty of this place?” The monsoon smoke touched the chin. Her master died for a long time. It was the first time to dream about him. Although the two had no less bickering, this time, the monsoon smoke was vague. I feel that there is no reason why the sound will not come.

Linghe and others just went to sleep soon. The large yard finally looked a little after a night of cleaning. Although it was slightly poor, it was good enough to live.

The monsoon smoke strolled around the yard, and as the sun rose, she slipped out decisively.

She would like to see what is special about this place.

Although the city is small, the folk customs are simple, it is early in the morning, but the streets are already crowded with people. Large and small booths have been paved on both sides of the street, and shops with various colors have opened.

Clothing, food and shelter, but it is not lacking, the monsoon smoke in the city for a while, probably have an understanding of this place, this world is more primitive than the twenty-fourth century, but this is not like the ancient memory of the monsoon smoke, There are no long skirts and no wide swords. There are some things that are more westernized, long-sword daggers, silver armor... and the same as the firewood sticks. ”The wooden stick...

As the monsoon smoke saw a circle, the interest gradually faded. When she was ready to find a place to fill her stomach, she suddenly saw a crowd full of shops, and it was very eye-catching. .

The monsoon smoke hugs the past with a watchful look.

It is a large-scale shop, just like other shops. The goods placed in this shop are not the brocade clothes, but... a piece of dirty stone!

The stones are big and small, the big ones have the size of a square table, and the small ones are like a quail-like mini.