The visitor was slightly startled. The original poster was so elusive that even he couldn't notice it right away.
Immediately afterwards, the screen opened with a huff. The light suddenly covered the entire darkroom floor, but behind the original screen, there was only a jade table, and the original bathtub was nowhere to be seen.
As the light shines on them, the faces of the visitor and the beauty become clear.
"Come back this time, there is another matter." The person who came was none other than the previous rapier knight, Meng Jingchen.
"It's not surprising, right?" The beauty's face was extremely clear - the woman who had a relationship with Fu Yunge when Huajiu came to the guest building was the mysterious owner of the building in front of her. "The previous information will not be wrong. This is the foundation of the slave family."
"Then, host, I'll get straight to the point..."
Meng Jingchen took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "I want information about a person's whereabouts. I must have heard the name of that person... His name is Mo Yindao."
The words fell, but no reply was heard. After a long time, a chuckle slowly sounded in Meng Jingchen's ears.
"You have created a problem for the slave family this time."
Meng Jingchen lowered his eyelids: "I know that you have been investigating this person. I mean, we can cooperate."
The beauty raised her beautiful eyelashes: "Cooperation? Are you interested in being my informant at Zhou Mo Lou Zhan?"
"I can't be called an informant. It's limited to investigating information about Mo Yindao. This information must be very valuable to you."
Meng Jingchen said lightly, took out a narrow but extremely sharp knife from his waist, and handed it to the beauty.
The beauty reached out to take it, and after just one glance, her expression changed.
"I think the poster knows the goods." Meng Jingchen said, his eyes lingering on the sharp knife, "No one has such a weapon except the elusive Mo Yin Dao."
"...It turns out to be the legendary assassination weapon Jiu Zhuo Yin Feng. The slave family is really lucky to see it with their own eyes." The beauty smiled charmingly, but turned and returned the knife to Meng Jingchen, "Such a bloody The smell is still something that the slave family can’t stand.”
"At the time of Tiandian Wandao Pavilion, this sword was still stained with the blood of sin. But now, it has fallen with its owner, and the smell on the sword is no longer smellable." Meng Jingchen said this. At that time, although his expression was calm, there was an overflowing anger buried deep in his eyes.
The beauty was sensitive and caught the hint of anger in his tone. She turned around and gently caressed Meng Jingchen's cheek.
Meng Jingchen was suddenly startled and took a few steps back.
The beauty giggled and covered her mouth with a smile: "Okay. Since you have such ambition and ability, and you don't need Zhou Molou to pay the cost, why not do it? If you need to contact, you can ask the subordinates of the Nu family for help. "
He wiped his cheeks and regained his composure: "Okay. If there is any news from the poster, please inform me as soon as possible."
"This is natural." The beauty nodded charmingly.
At this moment, the door was gently pushed open. Meng Jingchen turned his head to look, only to find that it was a white fox, walking in with elegant steps, as if there was no one around.
The fox's pupils are quite similar to the eyes of the beauty behind him.
He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and turned around to say goodbye to the beauty: "Then, Master, I will say goodbye first and won't bother you any more."
"It's cold outside, so be careful." The beauty had already hugged the fox in her arms. But it was impossible to tell whether the words just came from the fox or the beauty.
The candlelight behind him gradually dimmed, and it seemed as if it was pitch black, no different from the outside. Meng Jingchen nodded, and then left this hidden pavilion without looking back.
The beauty stood in front of the door with an unpredictable expression. What could be seen was a little interest. As Meng Jingchen walked away, she turned back to the house. As soon as the door was closed, the beauty and the fox in her arms instantly turned into dissipating butterflies.
Meng Jingchen has not gone far. His heart was very complicated. He looked at the fireworks and crackling explosions not far away, but he was completely unaware of them in the attic just now.
Obviously, there is a transcendent barrier inside Zhou Mo Lou Zhan. Even if he was like now, guarding the forest behind the mountain, he couldn't see any light coming from the attic.
Choosing such a mysterious collaborator may, for him, be tantamount to dancing with a tiger.
But what better choice could he have? His goal is only to eradicate Mo Yindao. Even if he is used by others, if he can achieve the result, he will not hesitate.
Getting up, he knew that time was running out and he couldn't stay here any longer.
Finally, he looked back at Zhou Mo Tower, which was hidden in the darkness. My thoughts are sometimes tight and sometimes light.
Zhou Mo Louzhu · Fox Dieyi. This bet was all she had to put in. As for the outcome, it all depended on her ability.
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It snowed heavily for several days in the New Year, and the weather was always gloomy. The warm and fuzzy smell permeates every house, and at the mouth of the Willow Branch River, a familiar figure returns.
The poinsettia came in a hurry, so I went straight to the Yujia Tea House. It was Fu Yunge's mother who opened the door for him. The servants at home gradually came back to do their work.
"He has already left, heading north." Mother said, covering her cheek. "He refused to listen to my advice. He left yesterday, the second day of the Lunar New Year."
Poinsettia frowned, then nodded: "Okay, thank you."
"You are... the master he was talking about, right?" My mother saw the plum blossom pendant behind his back and invited her, "Would you like to come home and have some tea before leaving?"
Poinsettia declined the invitation, saying that he really had something important to attend to. After leaving Yujia Tea House, he walked and thought about Fu Yunge's whereabouts, but it was difficult to guess.
Heading north from the mouth of Willow Branch River, there seems to be nothing to pay attention to. But Fu Yunge is in poor health right now, so maybe it's better to follow him and find out what's going on.
Having made a decision, Poinsettia used her Yuan Gong slightly, looked in the north direction, and galloped away in an instant.
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Going straight north from the mouth of the Willow Branch River, there are not many city walls, and they are gradually occupied by deep mountains and old forests. Fu Yunge walked for two days by land and water, which was less than one day's journey when his body was in good condition.
There are snow-covered mountains and forests on both sides of the mountain road, stretching into the distance like a line hanging from the sky. Fu Yunge drove alone, and the road ahead and behind him were equally empty. The air in the mountains is cold, but also very refreshing.
According to the map, he should be able to reach Qianmu City, a city located in the mountains and forests today.
Looking at the vast map in his hand, he couldn't help but sigh at the vastness of this wasteland. Even when fighting against Jiuche Xiaoying, they were only passing through major transportation fortresses, and such a borderland—not even a real borderland, but they had never set foot in it.
