Through the faint moonlight, Cheng Xue saw the owner of the figure clearly, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

After relaxing, Cheng Xue noticed that there was a person lying at Ba Fenghan's feet.

Cheng Xue asked softly, "Is he dead?"

Ba Fenghan nodded: "If you have anything to say, go back to the inn." ”

In order to avoid the night guards, the two walked through the streets and alleys, and when they returned to the inn, more than an hour had passed.

In Cheng Xue's room, the two of them sat at the table, their faces a little solemn.

With the death of the stalker tonight, the men's speculation appears to have been confirmed.

After a short silence, Cheng Xue asked, "What should I do next?"

Ba Feng Han replied: "Since it is related to the government of Hanxiao City, as we said before, things will be very difficult. ”

He looked at Cheng Xue, who looked melancholy, and continued: "Now how to get in touch with Nanlu is secondary, the most important thing at the moment is to protect yourself first, as for the other survivors, especially the sailors of the City God Temple who have become bait, now we don't have the ability to think too much about their life and death." ”

It seemed that saying this was a bit cruel to Cheng Xue, Ba Fenghan paused and said: "The only thing we can do is to tell the sailors in the Chenghuang Temple about the conspiracy of the government, so that they can know the situation they are in, and even more so, we must explain the interests and disadvantages, so that they will not take the initiative to cooperate with the government in a desperate situation, and this may also disrupt the layout of the government." After all, if the bait is lost, it will be difficult for the fish to take the bait. ”

Cheng Xue sighed: "I can't think of any other way, but if we do this, it will undoubtedly cause the sailors in the City God Temple to suffer in advance." ”

Ba Fenghan comforted: "Maybe when they set foot on the northbound fleet, their fate is already doomed, and sooner or later they will inevitably die." ”

He lifted the teapot and filled the cup in front of the two of them with water as he continued: "Why does everyone want to be stronger, especially those who have experienced life and death, including me, just because they want to one day control their own fate, instead of becoming a doll of fate and at their mercy. ”

Cheng Xue was silent, she only wanted a carefree life before, she could laugh when she wanted to laugh, and she could have fun when she wanted to cry, even if she didn't want to practice martial arts, the family elders were just obedient, at that time she was like a flower living under the shelter of an oil-paper umbrella, and she never thought about these things.

It wasn't until she was far away from the family and alone in Hokuriku that she really felt that all her previous good things were only built on the authority and protection of the family.

As for how much blood was shed behind this beauty and how much life was paid as a price, Cheng Xue didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't want to think about it.

Before experiencing a series of tragedies and helplessness, Cheng Xue didn't think much about Ba Fenghan's words, but now that she had left the protection of her family, she realized how important her strength was.

Cheng Xue took a sip of water from her cup, and there was still a trace of luck in her heart: "Is it possible that that person was not sent by the government to monitor the survivors, but the eyeliner sent by the people we planted in Hanxiao City, just to wait for more survivors to arrive." ”

The two looked at each other, and Bai Fenghan said something that Cheng Xue didn't quite understand now: "You are just too smart, but sometimes, if you are too smart, you can't see the essence of things, not because you can't, but because you don't want to." ”

Ba Fenghan didn't explain too much, and as it was getting late, seeing that Cheng Xue had nothing to say, he got up and went back to the house to rest.

Regarding whether to tell the truth to the sailors of the City God Temple, before Ba Fenghan left, Cheng Xue was still a little hesitant, and the two made an appointment to talk tomorrow.

Nothing was said all night.

At dawn the next day, after breakfast between the two, they left the inn and went to the venue of the fair.

Now there are only a few silver tickets on Bai Fenghan's body, but as the trade fair approaches, the silver tickets have been replaced by spirit stones in many places.

Ba Fenghan, who had no spirit stones, decided to ask the connoisseur of the trade fair to identify the quality of the remaining four pieces of ice pith, and then register the sales information, and wait for the fair to start tomorrow and then the organizer will auction it on his behalf.

The trade fair is divided into four floors.

The first floor is hundreds of stalls rented out, selling a dazzling array of things, up to the unearthed supreme spiritual skills, ancient treasures, down to the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, rouge gouache, profit and loss to pick up leaks all depend on the buyer's ability.

On the second floor, there are rows of information registries dedicated to sellers and bidders. The registration of the seller's background information is particularly strict, and it can only be passed after the identity verification of the person by a special person, but the seller does not have to worry about the identity being exposed, because the organizer of the trade fair will keep it strictly confidential.

However, the registration of bidders' information is very relaxed, and there will be no strict identity checks, as long as the registered person will be issued a bidding number.

The top floor is the auction venue, which is not open at the moment, and all items auctioned here must be appraised by a professional appraiser on the third floor, and a reference price for the auction item will be provided afterwards, so there is no need to worry about eye-catching at the auction.

After registering the sales information, about an hour later, all the background information corresponding to Ba Fenghan has been verified.

Ba Fenghan, a native of the imperial capital of Yan State, and the righteous son of Fang Zhiyi, the owner of Yunmeng Mountain Villa, disappeared three years ago. Corresponding to it is a portrait of Ba Fenghan.

The background check was clear, and then the two went to the third floor.

Ba Fenghan took out four pieces of ice pith of different sizes and handed them to a master of the corresponding specialty for identification.

The gray-haired old man looked at the ice pith on the table, pushed his reading glasses, picked them up in turn, and after taking a closer look, he glanced at Bai Fenghan and said, "The young man has good luck." ”

Ba Fenghan asked, "How do you say this?"

The old man returned the four pieces of ice pith to Bai Fenghan and said: "These four pieces are all top-grade ice pith, which are extremely useful to the spirit of the ice attribute, but the amount is a little small, if you split the auction, it is easy to suffer a loss in price, I suggest you auction the four pieces together." ”

"What is the starting price?"

The old man slowly stretched out his index finger: "It won't be too much, a hundred high-grade spirit stones." ”

After the old man's words, Ba Fenghan secretly regretted it.

The size of these four spirit stones is not much different, and one is about twenty-five high-grade spirit stones.

He felt that the two pieces of ice pith in front of him had lost a lot, and regretted why he hadn't knocked down some more ice pith in the first place.

Those are all high-grade spirit stones at your fingertips.

After secretly remorseful, Ba Fenghan properly deposited the ice pith at the fair, and only waited for the spirit stone to be collected after the auction tomorrow.

The two of them left the trading venue, and there was nothing else to do at the moment, and they walked tacitly along the street in the direction of the City God Temple.

As they got closer and closer to there, the number of guards on the street increased significantly compared to yesterday, and even Cheng Xue, who didn't know the situation here, could see the clues.

They had just come from the trade fair, and the further they walked to the south of the city, the more deserted they actually became, far less bustling than the trade fair.

But there are more guards here than there, and if it's just because one person died, it won't be that at all.

Hanxiao City has a population of hundreds of thousands, and the death of a person on weekdays is just a light extinguished among thousands of lights for the government, so there is nothing to worry about.

Even if Cheng Xue didn't want to admit it, with the death of the stalker last night, the government had already sent additional troops centered on the City God Temple.

The two of them did not continue to move forward very tacitly, but stopped and turned around, walking in the direction they came.

On the way back, Cheng Xue suddenly asked, "Do you want to inform those sailors when you want to?"

ps: I hope to collect it, save more and see it again