Chenxing led Yin Quan and moved forward in this strange town without taking his eyes off it. Yin Huan just followed in a panic, not knowing whether Chenxing was walking aimlessly or if he had already inquired about somewhere. She had no other choice but to keep chasing her pace that never slowed down for a moment. She was a little tired, but she couldn't say anything. Chenxing seems to have never been in a hurry like now. Yin Huan couldn't help but think that it was her cousin's illness that made her feel delayed.
Yin Huan really doubted whether Chenxing had walked through it countless times. She was so familiar with the road. She bypassed a medical clinic and was led defiantly through the medicine warehouse at the back. They walked from the busiest restaurant to the fly restaurant on the roadside. They kept walking, through the busy streets, from noisy to silent. The crowd thinned out until it was eerily quiet during the day.
Finally, she came to a dilapidated door.
It's a wasteland, but clearly frequented from time to time. The grass at the door, trampled bare by visitors, illustrates this. There are traces of people from all over walking through these meadows that are considered roads but not roads. This building is also so plain and simple, it should be said that it is dilapidated. Although there are many traces of human activities around, not a single human voice can be heard here. In broad daylight, the silence here is completely uninteresting.
But Chenxing just happened to appear here. She stretched out her hand, grabbed the door knocker, knocked lightly twice, then knocked hard three times, and then knocked again. Yin Huan stood aside and didn't dare to breathe. He didn't know where she wanted to take him and what she wanted to do. She always kept her sister in mind. She didn't even have time to watch her drink the medicine before she left, and she didn't know if someone like Zishu could take good care of her. But on the other hand, Chenxing also had absolute say in her eyes, and she didn't want or dare to turn a deaf ear to her words.
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a click, and the door in front of him opened.
Chenxing pushed the door open further, but there was no one inside. I really don't know who opened the door. She walked in, followed closely by Yin Huan, and she thought again and again before closing the door. It was so dark in the dilapidated house that she couldn't see anything clearly except the light coming from outside the door. As if she was born to adapt to the darkness, Chenxing began to fumble around the room, and Yinlan followed her closely, not daring to separate at all. There was a cabinet next to the wall. Chenxing opened it and found it was empty, with only a smell of dust and mildew. But the opposite side of the cabinet is not a wooden board, but directly connected to the wall.
Chenxing drew out his Huanshou sword, held the tip of the sword empty against the door, and said to Yin Quan:
"You go in first."
Go in, go in? Yin Huan didn't understand why, but Chenxing's tone didn't sound like he was joking. She hesitated for a while, then Chenxing repeated what she had just said, and then she hurriedly got into the cabinet. The moment he walked through the cabinet door, his eyes suddenly opened up. The noise of the crowd and a little smell of sweat were mixed with the alcohol volatilizing in the air, making it so familiar that it was not annoying.
There are lights everywhere, and there are no windows in the room. Although it is bright, it is a bit hot, as if it takes people to feel the depression of midsummer again. Turning around, she found that she walked out of an ordinary door on the wall, and Chenxing stepped through the door shortly after. After completely arriving here, she sheathed the ring-shou knife.
What exactly is here...
"Referring to the principles of spiritual veins, we created a hidden place." Chenxing explained directly, "It is said that it was not originally built for humans. In any case, it is now used by humans. I have inquired, and this place is famous...Information Exchange.”
People in the room were not too surprised by the appearance of the two girls, and many people even didn't even look at them. After all, I am afraid that everyone who has the ability to come here to buy and sell information has seen strong winds and waves, and no matter who comes here, they are not surprised. However, there were still one or two people who kept their eyes on Yin Quan, a timid little bird, for a while.
"This kid can't talk."
Chenxing led her directly to someone. The man was wrapped in black cloth, and so much firelight around him couldn't illuminate his covered eyes. She continued to say to the man:
"Guixiangu once helped her sister."
At the mention of this name, the man seemed to freeze, probably thinking. He remained silent. Yin Huan looked at the two of them without knowing why, not daring to look elsewhere. The man wrapped in black cloth thought for a long time, then slowly stretched out his dark hand and took out a small packet of unknown powder from the counter behind him.
"This is what Guixiangu left for you." Chenxing handed the paper bag to her, "I wrote a letter and told you about your situation. However, there is no other way."
Isn’t it necessary to conduct any identity verification? Or are they all confident that this process will be kept strictly confidential and will not be used by others to steal their identities? Yin Hu doesn't know. She took the paper bag blankly. It was a really small package, about an inch square. There is a little bit of white powder inside, which is very light. It almost makes people feel that the paper has weight.
Chenxing patted her gently on the back and motioned for her to put the paper bag away. She immediately did so, and Chenxing quickly took her away from this location without saying goodbye to the previous person. She whispered: "You need it, a dead horse is a living horse doctor. I didn't want to take you, but Guixiangu said that only if you come can I give you the things."
Yin Hu caught a hint of emotional ups and downs from her calm statement. She turned her head and couldn't see her face hidden by the curtain. But Yin Huan felt that she was probably gritting her teeth. It's not hard to imagine why - she doesn't like being fooled. In the past two days, she seemed to have intentionally revealed that she had some opinions about Guixiangu. However, she was still seeking a prescription for her throat, which made Yin Huan feel a special touch in her heart.
"Yin Hu?"
Standing in front of the two of them was a woman with a surprised look on her face.
At the same time, Yin Hu also took a breath of air. She wasn't frightened, just surprised. But the impact this person had on her was obviously not small, and she was stunned in place. Chenxing frowned and recognized the other person's identity at a glance.
"Six Paths of Impermanence?" she said, "It's not unusual for you to appear in a place like this."
"You are...the one who owns a certain magic weapon." The Zao Wuchang's reaction was also incredibly fast, "You were the one who brought her."
"it's me."
Yin Huan's brain was blank for a moment. She had no idea how to face the woman in front of her - they were indeed acquaintances and had not been apart for many days. At this moment, her body was no longer under her control. She seemed completely stupid and motionless.
"They said Lord Yingyue is taking you... I'm worried."
Yes, this is Shui Wujun.
She knelt on the ground on one knee, bent down, and tried her best to restrain herself from grabbing Yin Huan's hand too hard. Yin Huan could clearly feel that her hands were shaking. Is Mizumu-kun such an emotional person? She almost forgot... maybe she had been with someone like Chen Xing for too long, which made Shui Wujun's tenderness so abrupt.
"Could it be...that she expected you to be here?"
"who?"
Shui Wujun's hand did not leave Yin Huan, but she raised her head and asked Chen Xing questions.
Eventually, the three of them had a table and two benches in the trading room. Yin Huan was sitting opposite Shui Wujun, while Chen Xing was sitting next to Yin Huan. They spent some time exchanging what had happened at this stage. Chen Xing told her that the two sisters had met, and a smile broke out on Shui Wujun's quiet face. It was like a ripple, not fleeting, but rather stirring for a while. It eventually disappeared, but its beautiful appearance reminded people that it had appeared.
"Thank you for saying so much," Shui Wujun said, "In my memory, you are not a talkative person."
"It's a waste of time to shut up in this situation."
"Anyway... I have some clues about the woman in red you mentioned."
"oh?"
"She was kicked out of Qinglian Town."
"I know." Chenxing frowned at the news he already knew. "He was driven away by Hongxuan Changye."
"But that adult ordered him to find Miss She and go back."
"...This is actually the first time I've heard of it."
"The world has not been peaceful recently," Shui Wujun drank the wine in his glass and continued, "It would be better to say that there is no peaceful time."
"The number of years I have lived is no less than yours. This feeling is obvious to me."
"There is news from the southern country. It is said that a group of people fought with Mahuluojia, and in the end, a dragon descended from the sky and suppressed it. Those people said that all this was a conspiracy of the Wuyong clan."
"...Wait, wait," Chenxing suddenly stretched out his hand, "You scared me."
This is just a metaphor, Chenxing may not appear to be frightened. However, she stopped Mizumu-kun from narrating the rest of his story. These few words made her unable to react for a moment, which was rare.
Shui Wujun added another glass of wine and said, "I thought you already knew."
"If I had known, I wouldn't have come here." Chenxing took off his hat, put it on the table, and rubbed his aching head. "How long ago did this happen?"
"Less than half a month."
"From there to here... it will take at least four days for the information to penetrate the black market."
"Yeah, I don't know about this." Shui Wujun said, "It's normal to know more about the impermanence of the six paths."
"Then you sell this information to...the black market, and complete the exchange and replacement of information through here."
"Yes, I take what I need."
Chenxing looked at the untouched wine in front of him, suddenly picked it up and drank it in one gulp. Yin Huan sat aside cautiously, not daring and unable to participate in this conversation with such a jumping topic.
"Who are those people?"
"That's exactly what I want to say..."
When saying this, Shui Wujun looked at Yin Hu. In fact, Yin Huan never took his eyes away from her. As soon as the topic of the Southern Kingdom was mentioned, Shui Wujun's eyes glanced this way intentionally or unintentionally. If you think about it carefully, it's probably deliberate.
"They are your sister's companions." Shui Wujun said to her solemnly, "An onmyoji, two fox demons, and a very special person...she does not belong to the land."
That feeling of blank mind came back. She felt familiar and yet strange at the same time. She has clearly never experienced any of this, but she seems to have glimpsed a glimpse of the past described by Ling Huan.
At this moment, they are gradually coming to life.
