On the other side, "Brother Chong" and his party followed the map and found the courtyard of Zuichen Township.
Before I walked in, a faint smell of rice wafted into the room.
"Come in, it's time for lunch."
Zui Chenxiang's voice slowly floated out the door along with the aroma of rice.
Brother Chong and others were a little surprised, and they couldn't help but be amazed at this expert's perception. In fact, the two people from Zuichenxiang had already considered that it was almost time for them to arrive and had been waiting at home for a long time.
Brother Chong led his companions across the threshold. The courtyard is clean and tidy. At first glance, no one would guess that this is the residence of an elite. Because if you open the door of a house randomly in this alley, you will mostly see such a simple decoration.
A small table was set up in the room opposite the door, and Zui Chenxiang sat at the top.
Another person who looked like a neighbor from Zuichen Township was squatting next to a small pot, using a porridge spoon to scoop porridge into several white porcelain bowls on the ground. The hot air and the white mist made it difficult for Brother Chong and others to see the person's appearance clearly.
"Are you Zuichenxiang?"
Brother Chong cleared his generous voice: "Let's get straight to the point. We are subordinates of Jue Tongjun, the Heavenly Practitioner of the Lower Realm. I am Chong Daocheng. These are my brothers."
Zui Chenxiang looked at Chong Daocheng, then moved his body and said, "You are here because of the murder case in Buyuanfang."
Chong Daocheng thought about it for a moment, then took a step forward and said, "First of all, that's the case. But based on our speculation, the crisis in the Chaoyun Street area may not be limited to Buyuanfang."
"Oh?" Zui Chenxiang became a little interested and raised his head.
Poinsettia, who was scooping porridge on the side, also moved slightly and glanced sideways at these guys who still had some brains.
Chong Daocheng asked a companion beside him to take out a notebook, which was covered with scrawled handwriting.
After taking it, he quickly flipped through a few pages and saw what he was looking for. He stepped forward and held it up for Zui Chenxiang to see.
The writing on it is very sloppy, but you can still make out what's on it. A few pages of paper that were a little worn out after being flipped back and forth showed that Chong Daocheng had been paying attention to the contents of these pages, maybe for some time.
"Three Mountain Villages... Jade Lingzhu... Liripu... Silver Snails and Golden Gallbladders..."
Zui Chenxiang squinted his eyes and recognized it carefully while reading aloud.
Chong Daocheng frowned and let out a long sigh.
After Zui Chenxiang had finished reading, he interrupted and asked, "I wonder, sir, if you have any ideas."
Zui Chenxiang raised his head, his eyes a little sharper than an eagle. He said calmly: "You mean... Golden Wind Peony."
Chong Daocheng took the notebook away from Zui Chenxiang and handed it back to his companions.
"Yes." Chong Daocheng was a little tired from standing, so he sat down casually on the table, and continued, "These are the information my colleagues got from traveling to various places."
"These are all black turban organizations that have appeared recently. They started making trouble without purpose at the beginning, and gradually now, they target rare treasures from various places and carry out brutal sabotage activities."
"Then, why is this happening?" Zui Chenxiang asked. "If you aim at the treasure from the beginning, why kill innocent people indiscriminately."
Chong Daocheng lowered his head and thought for a while, then shrugged with regret: "We have no conclusion yet. Judging from the existing information, we can only speculate."
"The most important thing now is to catch their movements and think about the present first." A companion beside him said slowly.
"You are..." Zui Chenxiang didn't know how to address him.
Chong Daocheng patted his shoulder and introduced to Zui Chenxiang: "This is Tan Gongsun, one of my colleagues and the think tank of Jue Tongjun. Jue Tongjun asked him to come with me this time. My pleasure."
The poinsettia plums served the porridge and distributed it to each seat in front of the small table.
Zui Chenxiang raised his face to take the porridge and nodded to Gongsun: "Mr. Gongsun, you are right..."
At this moment, the sound of running footsteps and huffing and puffing breathing suddenly came from outside the door. It sounded like the person who came was very anxious.
Everyone looked back and saw a tall, strong man running into the courtyard. It was Kou Wufu.
"You are..." Chong Daocheng jumped up from his seat as if on reflex when he saw the suspicious big man.
Unexpectedly, Kou Wufu ignored him at all, but hurriedly handed the crumpled paper in his hand to Zui Chenxiang, while shouting anxiously: "Big, big business house, it's them, five days !”
Everyone listened to what he said was incoherent and completely confused.
Zui Chenxiang frowned and looked down, but unexpectedly discovered that the paper in his hand was Jiuche Xiaoying's notification letter!
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A river flows leisurely from Chaoyun Street down to the east. Going down through a wide gorge, on the same side is Buyuanfang, and further down, to the water diversion mouth of the sandbar, and to the south is the direction of Pazhuang.
In spring, the willow trees on both sides of the bank are revived, wild ducks and ducks ripple in the shallow water on the beach near the shore, the mountains are green with birdsong, and the sky in the distance is endless blue. The brilliance of the sun spreads on the dripping river, and the waves sparkle like gold.
"Uncle, it's hard work." Sitting on the boat, Fu Yunge chatted with the boatman behind him.
The uncle is no longer young, his hair is so thin that he is almost bald, and he has a white beard from his cheeks down.
He was wearing a tattered mandarin jacket, with a very leisurely look on his face. He was humming an unknown fisherman's song with his legs crossed, and his whole body was filled with the scent of the river.
Hearing what Fu Yunge said, he grinned: "It's not hard work, I'm just idle."
"How many years have you been ferrying on this river?"
"Then who can remember clearly?" The uncle shook his head contentedly, "It has not been fifty years, but more than forty years. This boat has been my home."
A nimble figure suddenly flashed under the surface of the shallow water. Fu Yunge hurriedly looked at it and found that it was a beautiful fish. The river water under the blue waves reflects the sunlight in layers, like cut jade.
"In a few days, this ship will be busy."
The old man blew his beard, and he couldn't tell if he was happy: "Chaoyun Street is going to auction again, and there are bound to be people who come to join in the fun..."
Fu Yunge stared at the river in the distance, and the blurry front seemed to have the appearance of a sandbank.
There are still five days left. I wonder if they can intercept their plan before Jiuche Xiaoying.
The boat seemed to be indifferent to the world, leisurely and leisurely, going south from the sandbank all the way down the river.
After half an hour, they finally docked on the Bund of Pazhuang.
The two of them walked along the dirt road around the mountain to the back of the mountain, because the bustling and huge Pima Village was located in the embrace of the mountains behind the mountain.
When they came around the back of the mountain, their eyes suddenly lit up.
On a towering archway are three big characters: Pima Zhuang. Walking down a wide slope, you will find the market thoroughfare and villagers of Pima Zhuang. Looking down from the mountainside, the rows of green tile roofs and loft-style markets are majestic and bustling with people.
The vitality hidden behind the mountain made both Fu Yunge and Fu Yunge a little stunned.
"I wonder if Ju Wuzhu is here." Fu Yunge muttered to himself as he walked downstairs with Dongfang Shiming.
Although Dongfang Shiming did not agree, facing this strange place, Ju Wuzhu's appearance did flash in his mind.
The two of them walked to the village, and the sky was gradually getting darker. The lanterns hanging in the attic restaurants on both sides were lit up, glowing with orange light.
Fu Yunge then walked into a hotel with Dongfang Shiming, and wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about the recent situation in Pima Village.
We went a bit early and there weren't many people in the hotel lobby yet. The two ordered a few side dishes and wanted to spend some time here, and then figured out how to solve the accommodation problem.
The waiter was chatting animatedly with the shopkeeper. There were not many customers in the store, so they chatted happily.
Fu Yunge handed the ordered menu to the waiter, and the shopkeeper said enthusiastically: "We are bound to win this auction!"
The waiter turned around with the menu and nodded: "When everyone gets the treasure, our Pima Village's reputation will be even greater."
The shopkeeper stared at the door, thought for a moment and said, "But we usually attend these auctions, and you care so much this time. Is that peony really that good?"
"Who knows." The waiter said as he walked to the back kitchen, "Things that can be called treasures have nothing to do with us. If everyone can successfully win it and the name of Pima Village becomes famous, then we will also Can get some light."
Fu Yunge and Fu Yunge both had some doubts in their hearts when they heard what they said.
According to what they said, the owner of this Pima Village wants to participate in the bidding for this Golden Wind Peony. But who is this grand master, and what is the reason for his unusual attendance at the auction this time?
After dinner, the two of them learned some general information about the recent situation of Pima Village, but it was not of much value. The only thing that was confirmed was the identity of the patriarch of Pima Village. As expected, it was none other than Ju Lao, the owner of Ju's Winery in Pima Village.
The old man lives in Pazhuang and is highly respected. Not only was he a businessman, he was also regarded as the leader of the horse farm.
As a small mountain village in the mountains, Pazhuang has gradually become prosperous and healthy over the years, with prosperous industries. It can be said that Ju Lao has put a lot of thought into it. Therefore, although the simple people of Pazhuang have different surnames, they still respect him as the patriarch. On the one hand, they admire him, and on the other hand, they also want to show solidarity with each other.
The two people slowly walked out of the hotel. "Ju Wuzhu's identity, according to my inference, should be Ju Lao's son, the eldest son of Ju's winery." Dongfang Shiming said to Fu Yunge.
Fu Yunge looked up at the bright moonlight at night and the lanterns hung high on both sides of the street: "Then, let's go find him. It's already dark, but I don't know if he is in Pima Village now."
"It's okay to go and have a look. But I want to hide the real purpose of our coming here for the time being, so as not to cause unnecessary panic in advance." Dongfang Shiming immediately agreed.
So the two discussed it for a while and quickly agreed on the story, saying that they were here for fun and sightseeing.
There are also many people who come to Pima Village for sightseeing and trading. The most famous wine here is the wine of Chateau Gu.
Chateau Gu's winery has been passed down for hundreds of years, has superb winemaking technology, and is famous for its fine wines. Neither Fu Yunge nor Dongfang Shiming were fond of alcohol, but they had both heard of the winery's name before.
Chateau Cuisine is not difficult to find, as you can find it just by asking the residents here. The two followed the instructions and found it quickly.
There is also a small stone monument at the junction of Shangqu and village households, which is considered to be the entrance of Pazhuangzhuang.
After crossing the stone monument, the colors of the lanterns disappeared in front of us, replaced by the dim candlelight from the window paper of each house.
After turning to the left and walking for a while, I saw a particularly impressive black wood door inlaid with gold rivets. There is a gilt gold plaque hanging on it, engraved with the four characters "Château Ju's Winery", making it clear at a glance that this company has extraordinary magnanimity.
"It's really good." Fu Yunge praised, "It's even more arrogant than my family."
"Arrogant?" Dongfang Shiming tilted his head and chuckled.
At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and then a person walked out.
The figure of the man could not be seen clearly in the night, but he could be seen that he was not very well-dressed, with rags and a hat, but he was rather stout.
The man saw the two people at the door and said impatiently: "What are you two doing? Thieves?"
Dongfang Shiming took a step forward very kindly, raised his hands and asked: "Excuse me, brother, this should be the famous Ju family winery, right?"
The man was stunned for a moment. Then he widened his eyes as round as an ox, looked at Dongfang Shiming twice in surprise, looked up at the plaque above, and then sneered and said: "Are you a fool? The big words on it are so clear, you Can’t read?”
Fu Yunge felt very unhappy when he heard his rude words. He wanted to go forward to argue with him, but was stopped by Dongfang Shiming.
"That's my fault. I'm really sorry." Dongfang Shiming still kept smiling, "Then I would like to ask, is the eldest son of Ju's Winery at home now?"
The man curled his lips nonchalantly, glared at them again, and said loudly: "What does it have to do with you two whether the eldest son is here or not? You just need to take care of yourself, so get out of here as soon as possible."
After saying these words, Fu Yunge couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to break away from Dongfang Shiming's blockage, vowing to fight with that man.
Not only was the man not afraid, he was still provoking him with dirty words, showing no human etiquette at all.
"You bastard..." Fu Yunge suddenly pulled Dongfang Shiming away, and then rushed towards the man angrily. The man was quite courageous. He stepped forward in two steps, waved his arms, and watched the two of them... To be entangled together——
"Bronze Bull! That's enough."
Just when the two sides were at war with each other and refused to give in, the door of Jushi Winery was opened again.
