Fairy Flower Street.
Ouyang Xiuya stood there, her eyes fixed on a house that was not too big. She looked at it silently for a while, then looked away and started walking again.
"Hey, why are you so absent-minded?"
Du Mei walked backwards for a few steps, and was in line with her friend again. She muttered and said with some dissatisfaction:
"Cheer up, we have to visit my master soon.
"How can I have the nerve to tell my master that this is my good friend, a man who is quite talented in making utensils.
"Then, I kowtow to him and ask him to consider accepting you into his family?"
Ouyang Xiuya took Du Mei's hand, feeling a little ashamed, and said frankly:
"I just passed by a friend's house and was a little distracted."
The house she was staring at before was a property Jiang Yan bought in Yehuai. Although it was not sold when she left, for those who are familiar with it, it still feels like things are different and people are different.
"Who is it? Which friend?" Sure enough, Du Mei was instantly attracted and wanted to get to the bottom of it.
Ouyang Xiuya pursed her lips and said softly:
"That's Jiang Yan's house in Yehuai."
"Ah?" Du Mei laughed dryly when she heard this, feeling a little uncomfortable: "So this guy lived here before, very close to our Baiyang School."
"He was a disciple of the school before and it makes sense to live closer." Ouyang Xiuya explained.
"That's it." Du Mei nodded, suddenly looked at her friend beside her, smiled and sighed:
"No wonder that guy is willing to give you more good things. It turns out that the nostalgia is mutual."
Ouyang Xiuya turned her head and looked elsewhere, ignoring Du Mei's crazy words.
After a while, when passing a gorgeously decorated shop, she took the initiative to change the topic and asked:
"We are going to visit your master. We can't go empty-handed. We have to choose a suitable gift."
After saying that, Ouyang Xiuya turned her body sideways and targeted the nearest store.
She didn't want to be rude in front of the master of tools.
Bang... Du Mei reacted, straightened Ouyang Xiuya, and said with a speechless face:
"no, I'm fine."
She quickly added:
"Who is my master? He is the top toolmaker in our Yehuai County. Even if you want to give him a gift, what can you buy in a place like this?"
When Ouyang Xiuya heard the words, she was silent for a few breaths, nodded slightly to express her approval, and then looked at Du Mei:
"Then what do you think I should give? It's my first visit. I can't really get nothing, right?"
"Well." Du Mei raised her hand and tapped her forehead, thought about it carefully, and said after careful consideration:
“I don’t think you need to give anything special.
"Well, just give me a tool that you usually refine.
"On the one hand, it's your sincerity. It's better to make something with your own hands than to buy it. On the other hand, it also allows my master to see your basic skills and know your abilities."
Ouyang Xiuya's eyes lit up and she nodded briskly, feeling that Du Mei's idea was indeed a good one.
"Hehe." Seeing that her friend had no objection, Du Mei was extremely happy and laughed softly.
At this time, her eyes paused, and a slightly frail figure suddenly appeared in her eyes.
He was a very old man, with a face covered with wrinkles, very thin, and wearing tattered clothes.
"Okay, okay, okay."
The old man didn't notice anyone watching him. He lowered his head and leaned against the cold corner, shouting feebly.
Du Mei's nose twitched and she pulled Ouyang Xiuya's palm hard.
The two looked at each other and came to the old man, and were immediately surrounded by a mixed smell of sweat.
"Old man, let's buy something to eat."
Ouyang Xiuya bent down, handed out a dime, and said softly.
She didn't give too much because she was worried that others would covet her and cause the old man to suffer other hardships.
"Ah? Ah!" The old man suddenly raised his head and saw two young ladies. He raised his hand and touched his face. He quickly took the money and thanked:
"Thank you, thank you very much."
Ouyang Xiuya straightened up, her expression did not change, and she still said in a softer voice:
"Go buy something to eat, eat something hot, otherwise you will get sick easily."
After saying that, he and Du Mei left here and gradually disappeared from the old man's sight.
The old man put the money in his arms, with a look of disbelief on his face: "I've been out for a long time, but I haven't heard any news, but someone gave me a little money."
Then, he laughed a few times and said with satisfaction:
"It can be considered a harvest. If we only buy steamed buns, it will be enough for everyone to eat for two days."
At this time, the "Uncle Wang" who was sent by Yang Lan to inquire about information felt that he was useful and a person who would not hinder the group.
He stood up unsteadily, looked at the sun, and felt that it was time to go back. Everyone was probably still hungry.
After making this decision, Uncle Wang turned around, facing the wall head-on, and drew a symbol on the most conspicuous place on it:
Under the cascading white clouds, a hazy giant claw reached into the sky.
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Outside Yehuai City.
Amidst the bursts of prayers praising the "White Bone Bodhisattva", Jiang Yan quietly arrived, mixed into the crowd, and began to look at those who truly belonged to the "White Bone Holy Cult".
However, after observing carefully for a while, he gave up this behavior.
Most of the people who went outside the city to seduce the poor with food and spread their faith were ordinary people. Jiang Yan raised his ear power to the maximum, but he did not get any useful information from these people.
He squinted his eyes, thought carefully, and gave up the plan to kidnap a Bones believer on the spot. He planned to wait for their activities to end, slowly follow them, and follow this line to see if he could touch a few "big shots". There were many. Get some information.
If you start now, you will alert the enemy.
"It's still early."
Jiang Yan looked up at the sun and decided to leave here first and come back at sunset.
He touched his pocket and took out a letter.
This was what Yin Zhong gave him before leaving. It was written by Li Jiyang, the leader of Baihe Guild, to Wu Yuanjia, the master of Yehuai utensils, saying that if he needs help, he can seek help from him.
Jiang Yan is no stranger to Wu Yuanjia.
Having lived in Yehuai City for a long time, I naturally have a good understanding of Wu Yuanjia:
The deputy leader of the Baiyang School, a warrior in the Talisman Realm, and a master of tools.
This is the most powerful and status person in Ye Huai.
"...Since the leader of the faction can write a letter and hand it over to me, it means that his relationship with Wu Yuanjia should be quite good. It can guarantee that when I am really in trouble, I can get some help by just asking him."
Jiang Yan's thoughts turned and he made a decision in an instant:
Taking advantage of this opportunity, I will first visit the "friend" of the guild leader to see if I can let him play the role of a local snake, check the information about the Bone Cult, and find the survivors at the Yehuai stronghold.
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Ps: I am not feeling well today and my condition is not good.
Still have to ask for votes.
