Wu Sheng was kicked out of the liquor store, but he didn't dare to have a fit, so he could only grit his teeth and leave.
Walking out of Hongshanji, looking at the three-inch long burning incense stick and the finger-sized mud balls in my hand, I felt an inexplicable feeling of emptiness and loss.
Save some food, an ant nose money can almost make up for a full meal, and seventy dollars is a lot of money. So inexplicably, I exchanged for burning incense and mud balls, and a divination saying to walk northwest for three days... ...
Is this a scam?
I almost threw the incense stick away in anger, but finally I couldn't bear it. After thinking about it for a long time, I had no direction, so I had no choice but to act as a doctor. With a lucky mentality, I followed the divination and headed northwest.
Northwest, northwest, where can we go in this direction? Wu Sheng pondered, desperately searching for useful information from his memory, but was blocked by a big river unknowingly.
The name of the river is Yanshui, and the current is very fast. With his current ability, it is insurmountable. In his impression, there seems to be a ferry going downstream, named Julongdu, and there are boatmen ferrying it there.
When I think of Julong Crossing, I suddenly think of a person - a person from Julong Mountain. This person lives on Julong Mountain not far away and makes a living by selling information.
Due to the limited talents of Julongshan people, he has always been trapped in the Qi refining realm, and his fighting skills are very unbearable. An ordinary Qi refining swordsman who has practiced for three to five years can defeat him.
The reason why he became famous is that he is well-informed. Anyone who goes to him to inquire about information must first provide a piece of information in exchange, and then pay a sum of money according to the value of the information obtained. Wu Sheng came to him to inquire about it back then. Once.
It was still in the lush forest and bamboos. Wu Sheng knocked on the firewood door. After a boy asked his purpose, he welcomed Wu Sheng in.
After a few years, the bamboo forest has become much more spacious, with a fish pond and a flower garden added. Entering along the stone path, at the end of the winding and secluded end is a thatched cottage, where the people of Julongshan are waiting.
"What's the reason for the distinguished guest?" The man from Julong Mountain, with his wide robe and big sleeves, looked like a hermit and an expert. He stretched out his hand to invite Wu Sheng to sit across from him in the hall, and then ordered the boy to serve tea.
Looking at his appearance, it seems that he no longer recognizes himself. No wonder, it has been five years since we last met.
"I have something to ask, and I hope the mountain man can tell me."
"Speaking."
"A few days ago, a monk named Jin Wuhuan entered Daze, but now he has disappeared. He is holding a copper staff and has a green snake hanging from his waist. He is different from ordinary people. I wonder if the mountain people know his whereabouts? Or, Where does he live? Are there any relatives or friends nearby?"
After listening to this, the people from Julongshan half-closed their eyelids and pondered in silence.
There was no rejection, which showed that he knew the news and was waiting for a deal.
Wu Sheng's heart lifted, and he took out the last twenty coins he had left and placed them on the wooden platform in front of him. People from Julongshan sell information, and their fees range from ten to a hundred yuan. Wu Sheng was just asking about an unknown monk, not any important secrets, so twenty yuan was enough.
After putting down the money, the Julongshan man used a thin bamboo stick to push the money to his knees, then looked at Wu Sheng, waiting for Wu Sheng to exchange news first.
Wu Sheng had already thought about it and said immediately: "The assassin Ding Jia has been missing since last year. Many people are looking for him. I know his whereabouts."
The Julongshan man was slightly moved: "Please let me know."
Wu Sheng said: "Under the rocky peaks of Qunyu Mountain on the banks of the Miluo River."
Ding Jia and Wu Sheng have similar cultivation levels and are both leaders among assassins, but they have little contact with each other. Last year, Wu Sheng suddenly received a letter from Ding Jia, inviting him to assassinate the thief Wei Fushen. But when Wu Sheng arrived at Qunyu Mountain, it was already too late. He only found Ding Jia's body, so he restrained himself and buried it on the spot. The thief Wei Fushen also disappeared.
Wu Sheng didn't say anything about Ding Jia's life or death. Anyway, he should be able to find the tomb when he arrives. It can be regarded as unlocking a secret for the spiritual world, and it doesn't seem to do anything bad for him.
The man from Julong Mountain nodded slowly, stood up and said, "The information that the distinguished guest wants to inquire about needs to be checked, and please have dinner on the mountain."
After he left, Wu Sheng waited quietly in the hall. About half an hour later, he got up and came out, wandering around, looking for a toilet. After turning to the bamboo forest, I saw the boy cooking at the kitchen. There was meat soup stewed in the vat, and dried meat was cut on the cutting board. The aroma was fragrant and the quantity was abundant.
Wu Sheng said politely: "There is no need to do so much, one bowl of soup is enough."
The boy replied: "The mountain man ordered us to prepare more. It's not enough to eat."
Wu Sheng said, "Does your mountain man eat a lot?"
The boy smiled and said, "The mountain man only used it before noon."
After asking the boy about the location of the toilet, it turned out that it was behind a cluster of ivy nearby. He turned around and solved the problem. Wu Sheng returned to the main hall and continued to wait. While he was waiting, the vat full of meat soup and the pile of meat jerky piled up like a hill on the chopping board kept reappearing in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.
After waiting for a long time, the man from Julongshan came back, carrying a food basket in person, and warmly greeted Wu Sheng for a meal.
A bowl of meat soup, a plate of dried meat, three pieces of rice cakes, and a jar of wine.
"A distinguished guest is waiting for you, please have a meal." The man from Julongshan took a spoonful of wine from the urn and poured it into the cup: "This is the rice wine I brewed myself. Please taste it."
Looking at the food in front of him, Wu Sheng asked, "Shanren won't eat it?"
The man from Julongshan smiled and said, "I've used it before lunch. I'm not hungry." Seeing that Wu Sheng didn't lift the chopsticks, he laughed and took a wine cup to fill it for himself. He raised it to invite: "Please!" He went first. Drink.
Wu Sheng slowly picked up the wine cup and asked, "Can Shanren tell me the whereabouts of Jin Wuhuan?"
The man from Julongshan said: "Let's talk while eating."
Wu Sheng held the wine cup to his mouth, but did not drink: "Please tell me, otherwise I won't be able to swallow the food."
The Julongshan man nodded and said: "Jin Wuhuan did come to Daze, and now he has disappeared, but he has a good friend in Tianshan Gorge, named Xin Xitang. You can take a trip to Tianshan Gorge, you should learn something... Please Drink up!"
Wu Sheng nodded, put down the wine cup, and stared at the Julongshan people silently.
The people from Julongshan laughed again: "But the food and wine are not to your liking?"
Wu Sheng suddenly asked: "How many guests did Shanren invite?"
The people from Julongshan were startled: "What do you mean by this distinguished guest?"
Wu Sheng asked: "Shanren are preparing to entertain guests today?"
The Julongshan man blinked: "Where to start?"
Wu Sheng asked again: "If you don't entertain guests, and the kitchen cooks so much food, who is it for?"
The corners of the Julongshan man's sleeves trembled slightly, and a drop of sweat on his forehead slid down the tip of his nose.
Wu Sheng put his hand into his arms. The man from Julong Mountain was sitting upright without moving, but his seat suddenly moved back a few feet. He pulled out a long sword from under the seat and held it in front of him.
Wu Sheng took out a stick of burning incense from his arms, took out a flint and lit it, and then looked at the Julong Shanren opposite: "Three questions. When the incense is used up, if you answer to my dissatisfaction, the Shanren will die."
The Julongshan man's face was pale, his sword trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but look out the door.
Wu Sheng said: "Did the mountain man recognize me? If he did, you should know that you can't escape from this thatched cottage."
The Julongshan man breathed rapidly, looked at the burning incense and shouted: "You ask!"
Wu Sheng smiled: "I have already asked the first question."
The Julongshan man immediately replied: "You are the assassin Wu Sheng!" When he answered, he pressed his left hand to the floor. However, when he pressed it to the floor, his whole body was sore and dizzy, and he couldn't exert any strength, and then he fell to the ground. , unconscious.
Before he passed out, a thought flashed through his mind: Isn't he a great master of the God Refining Realm? He actually used a lot of incense...
