A square box with a worn luminous pearl on top, casting a faint light.
Before the seven people entered, there were already two passengers in the car, sitting quite far apart from each other.
The nine people sat down on their own, some closed their eyes and said nothing, while others curiously observed the other people in the carriage.
Across the carriage, the sound of horse hooves and wheels also became fainter.
Ling Xiao's eyes moved around the nine people and then looked away.
Everyone in the carriage, including Ling Xiao, kept their identities secret. They were either wearing invisible cloaks or other patterned masks. Not to mention their faces and figures, most of them couldn't even tell whether they were male or female. Qing, I can only get a rough idea of his cultivation.
After a moment of silence, a slightly hoarse voice broke the silence.
"Do you have any thoughts on the Songshan Sword Sect?" The speaker came from the guy closest to the car door, and his hawk-like eyes swept across the entire room.
When everyone heard this, they all froze, looking at each other, and no one spoke for a while.
"What? Are there any master disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect here, and none of them dare to speak?" the eagle-eyed man said with a sneer.
"Not necessarily." Another person said, one of the two people who got on the bus earlier than Ling Xiao and others.
"Even if there is, there's nothing to care about." Someone else said, looking at the eagle-eyed man, "What's the point of mentioning the Songshan Sword Sect?"
The eagle-eyed man snorted coldly, "It seems that you are not bad either. The Songshan Sword Sect has recently controlled the entrance to the Moqu Mountains. It would be too overbearing to prevent us and other casual cultivators from entering it!"
As soon as these words came out, a sneer suddenly came from the corner.
"If you just want to complain, I suggest you just say less."
The eagle-eyed man said angrily: "Gongsun Lie, like us, was born as a rogue cultivator, but now he has become the dog of Zifengtai. When a villain succeeds, he immediately turns against us rogue cultivators. Isn't it disgusting?"
No one answered now, and everyone obviously didn't want to pay attention to the eagle-eyed man.
The eagle-eyed man muttered something and then stopped silently.
The silence lasted for a while longer.
Another voice broke the silence, this time the one who spoke first was the one who had just mocked the eagle-eyed man.
"I heard that someone killed Lin Qing of the Songshan Sword Sect in the Moqu Mountains. The Songshan Sword Sect became furious and vowed to find out the murderer, so they sealed off the mountain forest and investigated all suspicious persons."
Everyone in the car was shocked when they heard this.
"What?"
"How dare anyone dare to stroke the tiger beard of Songshan Sword Sect?"
The eagle-eyed man even touched his palms and smiled, saying: "Come on! Come on! I really can't stand the fact that there are so many people from the Songshan Sword Sect! If I meet the murderer, I will give him three toasts!"
In the corner, Ling Xiao rolled his eyes.
The person who spoke was too lazy to pay attention to the eagle-eyed man, and sneered: "Songshan Sword Sect has been acting wildly and arrogantly since its establishment, which has already aroused public outrage. Lin Qing's death is just the beginning. Just watch!"
Another person asked: "Listening to what you said, someone wants to deal with the Songshan Sword Sect?"
The man said: "I'm just guessing. But think about it, don't you think it's ridiculous that the Songshan Sword Sect wants to be the king and hegemony in the neighborhood just because of Gongsun Lie?"
Everyone listened carefully to these words and fell silent.
Ling Xiao frowned slightly.
Gongsun Lie is a monk in the foundation-building stage, and his strength is unfathomable. Isn't he even able to dominate the area?
Is there a second foundation-building monk within a thousand miles?
He couldn't figure it out, so he had to keep this question in his mind.
During the rest of the trip, no one spoke in the carriage. The carriage stopped several times to pick up a few scattered monks, and finally arrived at the black market with more than 20 people.
After stepping off the carriage, Ling Xiao couldn't help but be surprised.
What unfolded in front of us was a large-scale market. A street that could accommodate eight carriages running side by side ran from east to west. The lights were as bright as day. People were coming and going on the street. They were crowded in front of them and behind them. All they could see were monks, and no one could be seen. The figure of an ordinary person.
On both sides of the street, stall signs were erected, and the products on display were dazzling. Behind the stalls, there are shops one after another. Some deal in materials, some deal in magic tools, and some deal in medicinal herbs. They are divided into categories and orderly. There are also restaurants, inns, pawn shops, casinos, brothels, etc., making it a prosperous commercial center!
"If you want to set up a stall, just go to the shopkeeper to apply for a stall. You can do whatever you want. If you want to go back, please come back and wait here at about nine o'clock."
The driver drove away.
After Ling Xiao recovered from the shock, he realized that there was a gray curtain of light behind everyone, blocked by restrictions, making it difficult to see the scene outside the city.
The people around him who came with him left one after another.
Ling Xiao stood there for a while, took out the note given by Mr. Kui, read it again, smiled bitterly, and walked in a certain direction.
Then he stopped at the door of a brightly lit building.
The rich aroma of wine floated from the tip of the nose, and as soon as it stopped, a group of orioles and swallows came around, all with beautiful flowers and fragrant clothes, and they took Ling Xiao's arms affectionately.
"Master, come in and play!"
"Yetai has such a majestic body..."
Ling Xiao's old face turned red, but fortunately it was hidden by his cloak and could not be seen.
In my two lifetimes, I have never had such close contact with a woman.
The building in front of me is the only brothel in the black market, Fuxiang Pavilion.
Yes, this is also where the weapon refiner introduced by Mr. Kui is!
He took a deep breath and said, "Guide the way!"
"Kick, cluck... please, sir!"
"Is there any girl you know in Yetai? Why don't you order me from the slave family?"
"Please order me, my master, I haven't sung the newly learned tunes yet!"
Fuxiang Pavilion is vast in area. The first floor is a hall with long tables, drunken monks, smiling beauties, spilled drinks, and extravagant singing and dancing, which together create a floating world that is difficult to see from the outside world. painted.
The women were chattering and kept rushing towards Ling Xiao. Even though he was determined, he felt his blood surge up at this moment. In addition, the people around him were leaning on the red and green, coming and going, and their frivolous laughter filled his ears like a magic sound. , a thought subconsciously emerged in his mind.
Order one?
As soon as this idea came up, scenes from the "film and television works" in his previous life flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, seeming to remind him: The knowledge reserve is sufficient and he is allowed to enter the practical stage!
wrong!
No, no!
Ling Xiao shook his head violently, his magic power turned, and his mind returned to clarity. After all, he did not forget the business, and asked: "I'm here to find someone. Where is the eighth room of Tianzi?"
When they heard Tian Zi's eighth room, the girls were startled and got off Ling Xiao one after another and bowed.
"It turns out he is an honored guest. The eighth room of Tianzi is on the fifth floor. Guests can find it by themselves."
After one woman finished speaking, she asked the other women to leave, and continued to wait at the door.
Looking at their graceful backs, Ling Xiao swallowed, recalling the beauty just now, secretly said a pity, then turned and walked upstairs.
It’s so noisy!
Ling Xiao cursed sourly as he went upstairs.
The scene on the second floor was not much different from the first floor, but it seemed much more elegant. At least no one was drunk and tearing off the clothes of the woman next to him.
Among them, there is a patio fence with a view of the stage on the first floor.
Just as Ling Xiao was about to continue going up, he heard loud noises coming from downstairs, as cups tipped over, men clapped, and someone shouted: "Miss Liu is out!"
"It's finally out. I've waited so long that the flowers have withered!"
For a time, the entire Fuxiang Pavilion was restless. Even the "elegant" people on the second floor stood up and stretched their necks to look down.
Ling Xiao was surprised and couldn't help but stop and look around.
