Zhongli Jian leaned on the railing and fanned himself with a fan, then sighed.
If he could live to that age, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so kind to his own daughter. This little girl, she doesn't know how to appreciate the blessings she has.
Zhongli Jian opened another room for her at Mu Lin's strong request. Not to mention the difference between men and women, it would be inconvenient for the two of them to bathe and change clothes. Then Mu Lin gritted her teeth and promised Zhongli that she would lock the door and call him immediately if there was any movement... He was even more nagging than her father.
The next day, Zhongli Jian took Mu Lin shopping, changed her into women's clothes, and bought her many beautiful clothes and pearl flowers, bells and tassels.
Mu Lin was in a good mood. The workmanship and materials of things from the mortal world could not compare to those used by the royal family of the underworld, but the styles were particularly novel and unique. She held a white jade hairpin and couldn't let it go.
Zhongli Jian had seen countless good things, and even he thought this hairpin was really good. It should be made of mutton-fat jade, snow-white and cool all over, with fine and smooth carvings. The carved pear petals were lifelike, and seemed to move in the stillness.
In the past, he would have bought it if he said so, but with the money the two of them had, they probably couldn't afford it.
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Young lady, you have good eyes. This white jade pear blossom hairpin is one of the most precious treasures in our store. It was carved by a scholar from a previous dynasty for his wife using a family heirloom jade. Unfortunately, the man died before she reached adulthood, so he had to sell the hairpin to bury his wife."
"I guess he loved his late wife very much..." Zhongli Jian sighed slightly. Who would use a family heirloom? And he carved it to this level, not inferior to a professional master. I wonder how much energy this scholar spent.
"That's for sure. This story has been passed down for a hundred years and it is certainly sad and touching." The shopkeeper also sighed a little.
Mu Lin shook his head. "There is a dark aura lingering on this hairpin. It must be the lingering soul of the dead..."
This was really taboo, and the shopkeeper interrupted her quickly, "Miss, please don't talk nonsense. Our hairpin..."
"I'll buy this hairpin." Mu Lin said directly, then took out the 100-liang silver note given by Zhong Lijian from his purse and placed it in front of the shopkeeper. "These are all we have. If you don't want to sell it, I won't force you. This black gas is almost as solid as a substance. I'm sure there will be even fewer customers in this store soon."
This sentence touched the shopkeeper's heart. He was the owner of this jewelry store. For some reason, the number of customers was decreasing and the store was almost unable to survive. This was a store passed down from his ancestors. If he failed...
His attitude seemed to soften, "…How can I trust you?"
"Cut down the locust tree at the door and replace it with a pomegranate tree or a persimmon tree. It will be fine after a few years."
After a short stalemate, Mu Lin successfully got the pear blossom hairpin. On the way back, Mu Lin saw Zhong Lijian frowning and silent, so he asked, "Zhongli, what are you thinking about? Why are you so absent-minded?"
"Is what you just said to the shopkeeper true or false?"
"Of course it's true. Why, you don't believe me?" Mu Lin said lazily while playing with the hairpin. The locust tree is a yin wood, so chopping it down will naturally have some effect and help dissipate the yin energy.
Zhongli Jian's brows were still furrowed. "This is indeed... a little weird, but if you knew that this hairpin was ominous, why did you buy it?"
Mu Lin shook his head. "Since I can see it, it naturally does not affect me."