He frowned, stood up slowly, and without saying anything, he stood up with the jade token and walked into the back room.
"What does he mean?"
Chan Bao looked at the dark door curtain and wondered.
"have no idea."
Lu Li shook his head. Although he also didn't understand, he didn't spy on the other party.
A quarter of an hour passed before a click came from the back room. Immediately afterwards, the old man slowly walked out of the darkness. He placed the jade token back in front of Lu Li and said, "I can't make this deal." .”
Lu Li frowned and wanted to ask why, but he swallowed the words as he spoke and put the jade token back into his arms. He felt that the old man must know something, but he didn't seem to want to tell him.
"Do you have anything else to ask?" The old man looked at Lu Li and said calmly.
"I haven't asked you yet, what is your surname, senior?" Lu Li thought for a moment, then asked this sentence.
"Ho ho, they all call me Know-It-All." Old Man Mai said with a slight smile. It was obvious that this was not his real name, but just a nickname given to him by others.
"It turns out it's Senior Wan Shitong. I have no other questions, so I'm leaving." Since the other party didn't want to speak frankly, Lu Li didn't bother him, stood up and left with a smile.
Chan Bao and An An also stood up, "Senior, take your leave!"
The old man in Mai looked at Chan Bao and An An with a smile: "The two little girls are good. I wish you good luck."
After hearing this, An An felt that this person didn't seem so scary anymore, and said with a smile: "Senior, you are also lucky."
"Haha! Okay, everyone, go slowly."
When the old man heard this, he gave a rare laugh and extended his hand to see the guest off.
Seeing this, Lu Li stopped talking and walked out of the shop with Chan Bao An'an. After staying in the square for a while, he walked towards the restaurant where he had reserved a room.
"It's finally here."
Not long after Lu Li and the others left, the old man Mai murmured a sigh of relief in the dark shop, then closed the door, extinguished the lights, and stepped into the endless darkness.
Early next morning.
Lu Li and the other three simply ate something, and Lu Li left the restaurant and headed towards the city lord's palace.
He was going to see if the young master of the Yeming Sect was really who he thought he was.
Wenxin City is just one of the many cities under the jurisdiction of the Yeming Sect. The city lord here is named Jian Zhicheng. His cultivation level is neither high nor low, and he has the strength of the late Mahayana.
In the early morning, Jian Zhicheng was meditating in a small pavilion in his house as usual. Suddenly, a guard came to report that someone was asking for a reward.
Jian Zhicheng was immediately impatient when he heard this. This notice had been posted for almost ten years, but none of the people who came had real qualifications. Instead, he was frequently criticized by senior officials.
As a result, he gradually lost his patience.
Although as mentioned above, the reward for the introduction is quite generous, but the charge of knowing people without knowing it also makes him distressed. Rather than seeking credit that may not be possible, it is better to do his job safely and safely.
So, he waved his hand: "I said I am in retreat and it is not convenient to see guests. Let him go to another city."
"I'm afraid it will be bad if this reaches the ears of the sect leader..." The guard leaned forward and reminded.
"What's wrong! Just say you haven't seen me at all, that's all." Jian Zhicheng said easily.
"But, do the brothers at the door know that you are not in seclusion?" The guard looked a little stubborn.
"Your uncle!" Jian Zhicheng was so angry that he jumped up and slapped the guard on the back of the head, "Are you the fucking city lord or am I the city lord!"
"You, you are the city lord...you are in seclusion. I will tell that person right now that you said you are in seclusion..." The guard covered the back of his head with an innocent look on his face, turned around and left.
"Damn it! Stop right here!"
Jian Zhicheng laughed angrily, went up and grabbed the guard, "You must have had your head caught in the door when you were a child! I owe you in my previous life, for dealing with a guy like you who has a missing head."
"What's wrong?" The guard scratched his head in confusion.
"Come on! Talking to someone like you is a waste of words. Get out and call that person over!" Jian Zhicheng flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the stone table in the courtyard.
"Didn't you say you were in retreat?"
"roll!!!"
Jian Zhicheng became furious and cursed loudly. The guard didn't dare to say anything anymore, covered his ears and disappeared into the courtyard, leaving Jian Zhicheng with a gloomy look on his face.
"Senior, our city master wants to see you. Please come with me." Outside the mansion, a guard came in a hurry. He smiled at Lu Li and clasped his fists. He spoke very normally, completely different from before.
Lu Li smiled and nodded, letting him lead the way.
Then, under the leadership of the guard, he went to the city lord's private courtyard. When he came to the gate of the courtyard, the guard stopped going in and just let Lu Li go in by himself.
Lu Li took Chan Bao and the two of them into the outer courtyard. When they entered, they saw a wide garden landscape. After looking to the side, they walked towards a path on the right.
When Jian Zhicheng saw Lu Li, he couldn't help being slightly surprised, and then stood up and greeted: "Senior, please sit down here."
"I heard that your sect is looking for someone to treat Young Master Ye?" Lu Li was not polite and went straight to the topic after sitting down.
"What senior said is true."
Jian Zhicheng nodded first, then sighed softly and said: "But it is a pity that after so many years, there have been as many as twenty or thirty people who volunteered to treat the disease, but in the end no one could help Chang'an, but it made it even worse." It’s serious..."
After a brief pause, he continued: "Senior, are you really sure that you can cure him? If not, it's better not to take this risk. The sect leader has been very anxious in recent years, and his temper has become worse and worse. If... ....”
At this point, Jian Zhicheng stopped talking. The meaning was obvious, that he was worried that Lu Li would not be able to cure the disease, but would offend the sect leader and end up with a bad outcome.
Lu Li frowned when he heard this: "I heard that Ye Chang'an needs to drink blood to get relief when his illness attacks. Is this true?"
"It is true, and it has become more and more terrifying recently. At the beginning, it only took a cup of blood to relieve the pain for several days. Now, you have to drink several pots of blood every day to have the effect." Jian Zhicheng replied.
"Are there any other symptoms, such as how it behaves during an attack?" Lu Li asked.
"Other signs... I'm not very clear about it. I only heard that he has a bad temper and likes to harm himself or kill people." Jian Zhicheng didn't see Ye Changan's illness with his own eyes, he just heard people tell him.
From Jian Zhicheng's words, Lu Li couldn't be sure whether the other party was disturbed by the demonic energy, so he couldn't help but look pensive and consider it secretly.
After a moment, something suddenly occurred to him, and he added: "This disease didn't come for no reason, right? I heard that Chang'an went out once that night, and the problem only occurred after he came back. Do you know what he went through back then?"
Jian Zhicheng still shook his head: "Senior, please forgive me, this matter has not been circulated within the sect. I also don't know the hidden meaning, and the sect has ordered that discussion of this matter be prohibited. Maybe it is a taboo."
"taboo?"
Hearing this, Lu Li couldn't help but be a little surprised, and said with a thought: "Can you take me to the Ye Ming Sect to see it in person? Maybe I can really help the noble sect."
