Leng Linjiang narrowed his eyes: "Then let's search Xuguo Tower carefully." He paused and looked around with a solemn expression: "The business and people in the ghost market cannot be taken lightly. Xuguo Tower There may be something rarer and forbidden than the Karasuba Jade inside."
He Denglu opened his mouth slightly with a look of shock.
The objects circulating in the ghost market are unusual, and most of them are prohibited items. Not everyone is destined to enjoy the wealth stained with blood.
It is precisely because of this that those who have the courage to do business in this place are either rich or noble, or they are desperadoes.
How dare ordinary people lick blood on the tip of a knife and earn money with human life on it?
A forbidden object that is even rarer than the Black Feather Jade, what could it be? How many lives were involved? I'm afraid it wasn't soaked in blood!
He Denglou was frightened for a while, and after the fright, he was left with only sighs. Even the court turned a blind eye, and he, a small agent of Jingzhao Mansion, was not overflowing with justice.
He sighed for a moment: "Sir, those black-feathered jades in the Min family's warehouse are probably worth a mountain of gold, right?"
Leng Linjiang squinted at the dimly lit place with a gloomy expression and a low tone: "Think too much, a golden mountain? Eight of ten can't even fill it."
"..." He Denglu was speechless: "Scholars, farmers, and merchants all say that businessmen are humble, but no one thinks that money bites their hand."
Leng Linjiang said "hmm" with a worried voice.
Unjust people should be punished if they get it; unjust wealth should be taken from the people and returned to the people.
He thought thoughtfully: "Are all the people we brought here today reliable?"
He Denglu nodded: "They are all reliable."
Leng Linjiang squinted and looked at the crowded night: "If there is really gold and silver, move them all away!"
"Move out?!" He Denglu shouted in shock, staring at Leng Linjiang with shock on his face: "Sir, are you short of money?"
What did he hear? My Lord Shaoyin is short of money!
"..." Leng Linjiang touched the pouch on his waist and glanced at He Denglu lightly.
He Denglou glanced at Leng Linjiang. There were seven or eight pouches hanging on the golden belt, all of them were bulging, and the belt was deformed by the weight.
He was wrong. How could the dignified Lord Shaoyin be short of money!
Who is he insulting?
He patted his cheek lightly, winked and smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I am confused by my humble position. How can Mr. Shao Yin be short of money? Master Shao Yin hooks his finger, and someone with gold, mountains and silver comes to the door."
"...Are you praising me?" Leng Linjiang frowned slightly, why didn't this sound like a good word.
"Of course, I'm an exaggerator." He Denglu nodded solemnly, but the sly smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden and poured out.
Leng Linjiang rolled his eyes and said, "Brothers, please pay attention. Don't get together and go around."
He Denglou responded yes, arranged for the policemen, looked at the crowds of people, and asked Leng Linjiang in a low voice: "Master Shaoyin, this Xuguo Tower is very mysterious. After several visits, I only found out that This Xuguo Tower is probably located to the west of the ghost market, but no one knows its exact location. Sir, we will leave the ghost market before dawn, can we find the whereabouts of this Xuguo Tower?"
Leng Linjiang's eyes were deep, his lips were pursed tightly, and his expression was particularly solemn.
Although he had no clue, he had to come to this ghost market.
He looked at the bustling crowd with a heavy gaze, and suddenly his eyes shrank, staring at a short and fat figure in the crowd.
To actually see this person in the ghost market, it's really hard to find anywhere, and it takes no effort at all.
He ordered in a cold voice: "Lao He, arrange for two smart people to keep an eye on that woman."
"Which woman?" He Denglu was cruising through the crowd, his eyes falling on those slim and beautiful women, but he really couldn't find a few that caught his eye, so he couldn't help but wonder: " Sir, I haven’t seen a particularly good-looking woman.”
"..." Leng Linjiang was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and said, "Who asked you to look at beautiful people? Are you stupid? Are you stupid?" He paused slightly, raised his hand and pointed at the crowd, trying hard Li Nuzui said: "That's it. Did you see that? That's the short and fat one!"
"..." He Denggou immediately found the woman Leng Linjiang was talking about among the crowd.
It’s not that he has good eyesight, it’s just that his round figure like a potato is too ordinary. And Master Shaoyin, who has passed through thousands of flowers without a leaf touching his body, would actually fall in love with such a plain-looking woman. This is unbelievable!
Seeing the woman's back, He Denglu was shocked as if he had been struck alive by thunder from the sky.
He turned around and looked at Leng Linjiang dumbfounded. When had his young master Shaoyin become so heavy-handed?
Leng Linjiang frowned and asked impatiently: "What's your expression?"
He Denglu opened his mouth, with an expression that was struck by lightning!
"Master Shaoyin, is that man a bit ugly?" He Dengglou asked cautiously, wanting to nip Leng Linjiang's shameful thoughts in the cradle.
"What are you thinking!" Leng Linjiang finally understood where He Denggou's appearance came from. He raised his hand and said again: "I let you think wildly, I let you think wildly! That person is the commander of Lanyin Pavilion. Master Xiang!"
"What! Lan Yin Pavilion..." He Denglu's words stopped abruptly, and his voice suddenly dropped: "Sir, you mean that is the incense master of Lan Yin Pavilion?"
Leng Linjiang nodded heavily: "It's her. We don't know where Xu Guo Tower is, but someone does."
"Does anyone know?" He Denglou stared at the unattractive woman and suddenly realized: "What do you mean, sir, is that person coming to Xuguo Tower?"
Leng Linjiang looked at the crowded place in front of him and nodded appreciatively: "As smart as you are, she is the unknown incense master in Lan Yin Pavilion. She was the one who delivered spices to Lan Yin Pavilion in the past two days. days, and the fact that she appeared in the ghost market at this time is something worthy of speculation and investigation."
Hearing the woman's identity, He Denggou opened his mouth slightly, his heart was like thunder in the clear sky, and it was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and his eyes were fixed on the back for a moment.
The woman had no idea that someone was looking at her behind her, so she strolled around the stalls along the road in a leisurely manner.
He Denglu stared intently at the woman's outstretched hand. Each of the ten fingers was as short and thick as a carrot. The knuckles of the fingers were thick and covered with yellow and stiff calluses.
This is a pair of hands that are accustomed to doing rough work, and there is no hint that they can do something as elegant as making incense.
"Sir, you mean to say that so many incense worth a thousand dollars are all made by such a woman?" He Denglao hurriedly held his chin, fearing that he would be too surprised and his chin would fall to the ground, and said in shock: " As expected, people should not be judged by their appearance. This person was walking on the street and beat her to death. Even the humble people dared not guess that she was a master of incense making."
Leng Linjiang said indifferently: "Don't say it's you. I met her once by chance and was shocked. But it was precisely because she was so unlike an elegant person that I only had a brief look at her and remembered it. She remembers it so clearly."
He Denggou stared at the unattractive woman with a good look, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, are you saying that this woman also came to Xuguolou?"
"I just think her appearance is too much of a coincidence." Leng Linjiang shook his head. Meeting this person in the ghost market tonight was completely unexpected, but it could be said that he had run through the iron shoes and found nowhere.
He said thoughtfully: "The master of incense making in Lan Ying Pavilion is extremely mysterious. Few people have seen her true face, and no one knows where she came from or who she studied under. She is so mysterious. I don't think it's a coincidence that someone appears in the ghost market at this time." He paused slightly and continued: "Whether she comes to Xuguo Tower or not, if you keep an eye on her, you will definitely gain something."
While he was speaking, He Denggou winked to the side, and two detectives quietly approached the woman.
These two detectives have no other abilities, but their tracking skills are extremely outstanding.
Let the two of them stare at a woman who has no effort at all, and there is no chance of losing her.
Leng Linjiang nodded secretly and lowered his head.
She ordered He to climb the stairs: "Where she has been and who she has met, order them to record them carefully one by one."
He Denglou said "Hey" and said, "I've told you to go down because of your humble duties." He raised his eyes and saw that Leng Linjiang had no intention of following him, so he asked doubtfully: "Sir, what about us, won't we follow? Will one of us get the stolen goods together?"
"No matter who is dirty, nothing will be gained!" Leng Linjiang laughed angrily at He Denggou's stubbornness and patted him on the shoulder: "This place is full of rare things, so don't miss it. If you don't keep it all, you can marry a wife and have children." It depends on these rare things.”
With a "Pfft" sound, He Denglu burst into laughter. Then he saw Leng Linjiang was serious. He quickly suppressed his smile and nodded heavily: "Yes, everything Mr. Shaoyin said is right!"
The original ghost market was just a place for people with no fixed abode, and all the items sold were extremely cheap.
Later, when the war subsided and the world outside gradually became more political and harmonious, the ghost market also silently changed its appearance, becoming a paradise outside the law.
In the past, the ghost market was mostly made up of people who were poor and had no place to stand in Chang'an City. They only wanted to have food and clothing all day long. But now there are many businessmen, and every day there are overwhelming wealth and gloomy things happening. .
The shops and stalls in the ghost market are not as organized as those in the East and West markets, and the people coming in and out are also a mixed bag.
There is something strange hidden in the chaos.
Leng Linjiang made the noble and undisciplined young master look dignified, attracting countless greedy and curious eyes along the way.
The ghost market is indeed different from Chang'an's east and west markets. No matter how much he wants to do Leng Linjiang's business, there is not a single sound of solicitation or shouting.
The lights dimmed silently in the wind, and the low and earnest sounds under the shadows were like the chirping of insects.
It was clearly crowded, but there was no noise. Instead, there was a strange blend of tranquility and noise, which was eerie.
