At dusk, the twilight gathers, and the entire Beikai City is shrouded in sunset.
Jingfeng exchanged greetings with the young man and then followed him towards the outskirts of the city.
When I came to the door of a gambling house, there was a one-legged beggar who was taking a nap lying at the door, with a broken bowl in front of him.
The young man took out a few pieces of silver and threw it into the beggar's bowl. The beggar took out a special copper plate from his sleeve and handed it back to the young man.
"This is?"
"A stronghold, opened in a gambling house, specializes in receiving all kinds of shady commissions in private."
The young man smiled and said: "You can think of it as an alternative black market. This copper plate is equivalent to a voucher for entry."
"You seem to know a lot about this?" Jingfeng glanced at the young man, feeling a little wary.
"Haha, I'm not from a rich family. How did I get all this wealth?"
This young man dared to say that he didn't care about the scenery at all.
"By the way, my name is Ran Qian. The young master looks older than me. I don't know what to call him?"
"Scenery."
"Okay, Jing...brother, is it okay to call me that?"
The two of them were walking and chatting, but Jingfeng didn't care.
"It's optional, no need to see anyone outside."
"Haha, it turns out that Brother Jing is also a sweetheart. Just call me Xiaoran from now on."
The two walked to the store, and Ran Qian led Jingfeng to a box and showed the coins in his hands to the two big men at the door.
"It turns out to be Mr. Ran, please."
"polite."
Jingfeng couldn't help but glance at him. He felt that this young man looked definitely not simple.
Entering the room, it was extremely spacious and unique. There were many warrior monks in various costumes walking back and forth. The wallboards were covered with power of attorney. There were also stalls inside where you could exchange money or props.
"Why, you brought me here, it's not as simple as seeing me, right?"
Jingfeng was confident and wanted to find out.
"That's true. Don't blame Brother Jing."
"No, no, are you here to receive a commission?"
Ran Qian thought for a moment and said, "I'm here to issue the commission."
"Oh?" Jingfeng couldn't help but be curious. This young man definitely had a lot of secrets. Why would he issue a commission himself?
Maybe you want to deceive others?
While Jingfeng was thinking this, Ran Qian came to a wall panel, took a pen and paper, and wrote a letter of authorization.
Jingfeng stepped forward to take a look, and it happened to be related to the person with a reward he saw on the street earlier.
The letter of authorization written by Ran Qian said that the thief who had been making trouble in the city recently wanted a bell. If anyone could catch the thief and take the bell, he was willing to pay two thousand taels of silver.
Seeing this, the man in the portrait appeared in his mind for no apparent reason.
Jingfeng couldn't help but think about who that person was. Not only Ran Qian, but also the city lord's palace was offering a huge reward, and they wanted to capture him alive, not his body.
"When I met you on the street earlier, the person you were talking about should be pictured on the reward notice that the crowd gathered around to look at."
Ran Qian looked as usual, not surprised at all, "This person has been very rampant recently and behaves viciously."
"Is he really just a thief?" Jingfeng was puzzled. Is a thief worthy of such a mobilization of troops?
"That's absolutely not the case. I saw it once. Fortunately, I was far enough away, otherwise I might have been poisoned by him."
"Could he be a monk?"
"Exactly."
Many monks from the surrounding area gathered here, and they were a little jealous when they saw that the reward written on Ran Qian's commission was two thousand taels.
But after seeing clearly the contents of the commission, many people shook their heads and left helplessly.
Jingfeng felt more and more something was wrong and wanted to know more about it.
"Looking at the reactions of those people, it seems that this snitch is not only a monk, but also has a high level of cultivation."
"That's why no one dares to touch it."
"What cultivation level?"
"At least in the arrogant realm."
Jingfeng frowned, a thief in the unruly realm? He can be regarded as the top master in the entire Beikai City in the Forbidden Qi Realm. Will he commit himself to being a thief?
"Brother Jing doesn't really believe it."
Jingfeng nodded, he couldn't understand.
"I heard that he seeks wealth and murder. If he is a master of the unbridled spirit realm, he will definitely not be short of these extraneous things."
"I understand your confusion, Brother Jing. In fact, the bell I want is special."
"What special method?"
Ran Qian glanced at Jingfeng for a few times, but hesitated to speak. Jingfeng understood immediately.
This bell belongs to someone else. Now that Ran Qian has plans for it, he definitely doesn't want to say more.
At this time, Jingfeng also understood why many commissions were listed in such black markets or secret shops, where there was no shortage of people using borrowed knives to kill people and snatch treasures.
Seeing that no one accepted Ran Qian's commission, Jing Feng suddenly had an idea and asked: "Xiao Ran, this thief has done so many evil things, and robbing him is considered a good thing. How about you?" Let me take over this commission."
"Brother Jing, are you... sure?"
"Give it a try." Jing Feng didn't say enough.
"I believe that Brother Jing has extraordinary abilities, so let's wait for the good news from Brother Jing."
"Wait, I have a request."
"Brother Jing, it doesn't matter."
Jingfeng pondered for a while and asked: "If it is done, can I not ask for the silver? I want the Shaoxian sapphire you took."
Ran Qian's face changed slightly. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded slowly.
"Then it's settled, you change the silver reward to Shaoxian Qingyu."
After Ran Qian finished making changes, the power of attorney was put away by Jingfeng.
When the two of them left the darkroom, it was already dark, but many shops had hung lanterns and lit candles, and the market was still bustling with activity.
"Xiaoran, where are you going?"
"Find an inn and settle down. Where are you, Brother Jing?"
"Me, me too."
Jingfeng smiled.
"I feel comfortable living outside alone."
"What Brother Jing said makes sense."
The Qianlong Chamber of Commerce is someone else's territory after all. Although there is no money for food, accommodation and food for Long Shengna, the other two young masters of the Qianlong Chamber of Commerce have offended him. Jingfeng doesn't like to be controlled by others.
That night, Jingfeng found an inn in the city to stay. He lay on the bed, closing his eyes but always thinking about what happened recently.
The recent rampant thieves in the city, Long Shengna's fiancé, etc. made Jingfeng toss and turn and find it difficult to sleep.
After lying down for a few minutes, Jingfeng still didn't feel sleepy, so he got up and meditated. The night is quiet and comfortable, and the scenery allows you to concentrate on practicing.
After a long while, he exhaled a breath, took out two books of exercises from his storage bag, and started reading them by candlelight. They were "Broken Wind Fist" and "Splitting Wind Palm" that he had taken from Meng Bei not long ago.
"The fist is like a heavy hammer, and the movement is like a leopard attack. The true energy is gathered in the fingers, and the power can break the wind."
"The palm is like a solid stone, the hand is like falling, the air condenses in the palm, and the cracking wind stops."
Jingfeng read through it several times, made fists with both hands, gathered the true energy into his five fingers, and blasted it out suddenly. He heard a strong roar of fist wind, and the candle on the table ten feet away from Jingfeng was instantly extinguished.
"The power is a bit weak." Jingfeng said to himself, not satisfied. He tried it a few more times, but it was still the same.
"Could it be that I'm practicing wrongly?" Jingfeng was a little doubtful, so he took out the exercises and looked at them a few times.
"That's right." Jingfeng frowned, skillfully using his Qi, and punched the wall in a circle, creating a crack in the wall.
Jingfeng's face was covered with black lines, and he punched several more times with "swish, swish, swish", and there were only a few more cracks on the wall. Little did they know, the interior of the wall tiles had been broken into countless cracked pieces.
Jingfeng walked to the wall and easily touched the crack. As a result, the entire wall collapsed, causing dust to fly. The people in the next room stared at Jingfeng in horror, with blank expressions. Jingfeng didn't expect this situation to happen, so he said hello awkwardly.
Later, Jingfeng paid twenty taels of silver and moved to another room. This time he learned to be smart and opened the window and practiced facing the window.
This time when practicing the Splitting Wind Palm, Jingfeng condensed his true energy into the palm of his hand, put his hand on his waist, and struck out with one palm. Suddenly the air exploded, the wind roared, and the wooden frame and windows beside the window were all smashed.
"Can't you live any longer?"
The shopkeeper was startled and ran upstairs angrily to ask Jingfeng.
Jingfeng nodded in embarrassment and paid another one or two taels of silver. This time he calmed down, closed the door, covered himself with a quilt, and went to sleep.
It was late at night, midnight had passed, and on a quiet street not far from the Qianlong Chamber of Commerce, there were several people in black crouching on the roadside.
"Boss, we've been waiting for two hours, and this scenery hasn't come yet. I guess we should forget about it, right?"
"Forget it? That short-sighted boy offended the two young masters of the Qianlong Chamber of Commerce. They sued Young Master Li and said that he must break one of his legs tonight!"
"But since no one has come for so long, they probably won't come."
When the cold wind blew at night, the man who spoke could not help but shrink his neck.
"Yes, boss, maybe they took another route back to Qianlong Chamber of Commerce."
"I think he is greedy for life and afraid of death, so he didn't come back tonight."
The leader raised his hand and interrupted the discussion of several people. He nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. Let's go to the path to intercept him."
The few people behind looked at each other, a little speechless at this boss.
Several people had no choice but to follow their boss and take a detour through an alley. At this moment, a figure fell from the sky.
Everyone was shocked, and the man in black at the head cursed: "Grandma, who is it? You scared me!"
The figure in front of him was completely shrouded in darkness, and his face could not be seen clearly. He did not speak when faced with questions.
But several people in black could feel a cold look staring at them, making them feel uncomfortable.
"I'm so angry and worried that I don't have anywhere to vent my anger." The leading man in black sneered twice, "You're looking for death by pretending to be a ghost!"
After saying that, he raised his fists, and the strong zhenqi in his whole body stirred up, making his robes make a rustling sound. This person is actually a master at the pinnacle of Tongliu Realm!
With just one punch, the air around him crackled, the wind roared, and a mighty killing intent rushed straight towards the figure in front of him.
Then, just when the angry punch was about to hit the black shadow, the man in black who punched felt his eyes flashing, and there was no trace of the black shadow anywhere, and his fist was empty in an instant.
"Boss, behind you!"
This expert at the pinnacle of the Tongliu Realm had veins pulsing on his forehead, and his heart was horrified. How could this man come and go without a trace like a ghost?
You won’t encounter the real thing, right? !
"Dingling--dinging--"
He was thinking wildly in his mind when suddenly several clear but strange bells rang in his ears.
He felt a tightness in his chest, and pain spread all over his body instantly. The master looked down and saw that a pale hand had penetrated his chest at some point.
