Chapter 127: This is Dusk

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There was almost silence in the dark room, except for the negligible sound of grinding teeth.

Tang Chengnian pressed the table, his eyes stared at Xing Seventy-One's eyes tightly, and a golden jade plaque suddenly appeared in his left hand.

Xing Seventy-One slowly shifted his gaze to the golden jade plaque.

He almost asked her to "let go".

Tang Chengnian didn't live up to his idiot-like eyes, and lightly put the jade plate on the table.

"Do you want to exchange messages?" Xing Seventy-One inspected the jade plaque and suddenly looked up and asked.

"Yes." Tang Chengnian nodded.

"Say it again, please." Xing Seventy-One put away the jade plaque and asked, "What news do you need to exchange?" ”

"Where the ghost town is. This shouldn't be some 'suspicious' news, right? Tang Chengnian leaned back, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Anyway, the jade plate has been handed over to Xing Seventy-one, and it is a joke to make any pitiful appearance.

"No, it's confirmed." Xing Seventy-One accepted the jade plaque and no longer stingy with his saliva.

"Then let's talk about it." Tang Chengnian pretended not to care and waved his hand lightly, but he was engrossed in preparing to listen.

This kind of attitude is completely only present in the English listening test in the previous life.

As a result, I came to the world of cultivation without English, and I still have to do this......

Tang Chengnian had a sadness flowing in his heart.

"Yunjin City."

"Which cloud? Which brocade? Tang Chengnian asked confusedly.

Line Seventy-One didn't speak, only took out a pen and paper and wrote three words, then pushed the paper back.

Yunjin City.

Tang Chengnian pulled the paper back slightly, planning to put it away after the ink had dried.

"What else?"

"Nope."

Tang Chengnian admitted that he reappeared at a certain moment and wanted to extinguish this guy's desire.

"Yunjin City is a ghost town?"

Line seventy a little bit.

"In other words, everyone in Yunjin City knows about this?"

Line Seventy begins to play dead.

“…… That's not knowing. Tang Chengnian turned sideways slightly and supported his cheek with one hand, "Then I still want a message." ”

"Please."

This is about the official line set by the sect for them, and it is especially vivid when Xing Seventy-one spits out these two words.

"I heard...... There is an amazing alchemist in the ghost town, what is his name, and where can I find him? ”

"Refiner?" Xing Seventy-One's eyes finally had a bit of human breath, and Tang Chengnian found that he was actually surprised.

"Yes."

"Refining Craftsman...... Wait a minute. ”

Line 71 began to read again.

Tang Chengnian waited boredly, and she began to estimate how many sect contribution points she should pay for the news she wanted to get this time? Well, it's good not to have too much, it's good not to be more than one hundred and ninety, anyway, she only has one hundred and ninety sect contribution points left now, and she has already paid one hundred and ten sect contribution points before, so more is nothing, right?

Tang Chengnian didn't know if he was giving up on himself now.

If you count ...... Forget it then!

Well, she admits that the abrupt handover of nearly half of her "assets" is indeed too self-defeating.

Just as Tang Chengnian diverged his thoughts and moved farther and farther, it seemed that a voice came from other spaces.

"Sorry, there's no news about that."

“…… Yes? What did you say? Tang Chengnian suddenly returned to reality, "Please say it again?" ”

"There is no news related to the 'Ghost City's Refining Divine Craftsman' in the sect, I'm sorry." Line Seventy-One replied frankly.

"No...... Is it? Tang Chengnian was stunned, but he made it very clear in the task.

[Quest "Reappearance": You have obtained the rare treasure Cold Soul Moonstone, combined with the Demon Tree Thorn, maybe there will be unexpected changes?] However, your smelting skills are not very good, and I heard that there is a great alchemist in the ghost town. 】

No, maybe the first task was done too easily, which made her slack off.

In fact, how can a mission that can give such a rich reward be too easy?

As soon as it is qiē, it cannot be concluded in the sect.

At least we'll have to wait until we go to Yunjin City.

Tang Chengnian quickly adjusted her mentality, but when she raised her head, she found that the line seventy-one was staring at her in a daze.

"Anything else?"

"The news...... Are you willing to sell to the sect? ”

"Huh?" Tang Chengnian looked at Xing Seventy-one suspiciously, "Sell?" ”

This sect with a bunch of profiteers is still willing to buy the news?

That's right, if all the news is sent by the spies raised by the sect itself, it is estimated that the sect will not have the face to run this Strange Stories Pavilion.

The amount of news, you don't have to think about it, it's pitiful!

The news in the sect is estimated to have been exchanged in this way.

However, after Tang Chengnian figured it out, he became even more confused.

"Excuse me...... This line uh...... What's your name? ”

Tang Chengnian was about to call his name, but after realizing that this person had not introduced himself, he quickly swallowed back what he wanted to say, and asked instead.

"Seventy-one in the downstream."

"Okay line seventy-one, that's right, I can't provide you with the source of this news, nor can I prove that what I said must be correct, I don't think I can sell you this news, such news...... I'm afraid the sect won't be willing to accept it, right? Tang Chengnian looked at him and said very sincerely.

"It's okay, it's okay to treat it as 'suspicious' news." Line 71 calmly authentic.

He calmed down, Tang Chengnian was not calm.

"That's ...... OK? ”

"Yes, if you are willing to sell it to the sect, the sect can contribute to the sect for fifty points, after all, it is a matter of refining the god craftsman."

"What if...... I don't sell it? ”

"Then I also saved fifty sect sect contribution points...... "Xing Seventy-one said in a low voice.

"Sell, of course sell! Hehehe...... "Anyway, whether it is sold or not, it is estimated that this news cannot be hidden."

Tang Chengnian supported his forehead, so that he could get the contribution points of the sect, this Strange Stories Pavilion was inevitably too much at will, right?

Xing Seventy-One took out five orange jade plaques.

Tang Chengnian was speechless and put the jade card into the warehouse.

"Do you want to exchange any more messages?" Xing Seventy-One ended the transaction, and he was very distressed and wanted to take back the contribution points of the fifty sects, and the profiteer deserved to be a profiteer. If it were according to Tang Chengnian's thoughts, he would definitely not be able to cheapen this profiteer, but ...... She really had a message she wanted to inquire about from the Hears.

……

By the time I walked out of the Strange Stories Pavilion, it was already dark.

Twilight.

Tang Chengnian almost didn't notice it, but felt that the light was a little dazzling.

Because in the Pavilion of Wonders, it is really ...... It's too dark.

There is almost no light.

"There is a red cloud in the sky, or it could be orange...... This is dusk. ”

Tang Chengnian turned his head and only saw the back of Xing Thirty-nine.

Did you say that sentence just now?

With curiosity and reluctance, it was very different from the cold feeling he gave her.

……

When I returned to my own courtyard at the outer gate from the inner gate, the sky had completely entered a state of night.

However, her doorway was bustling.

Chu Liangyu, Su Yin, Su Er, Su Sang, Su Xi, Lu Qiuen, Du Ziruo, Du Zixun, who have not been seen for a long time...... All in one place.

"Why are you all here?"

It's really a feeling of the stars holding the moon.

But everyone in front of them showed a relieved expression.

Chu Liangyu even pounced directly, rarely breaking the ice cubes during this period of time: "We are all worried about you." ”

"Worried about me? …… Yes. Tang Chengnian suddenly remembered that at this time, it seemed that not long ago, when Chu Liangyu was arrested.

It's late at night, too.

"I'm sorry, I went to the inner gate, because you were cultivating at that time, so I didn't bother you." Tang Chengnian explained.

"It's okay." Chu Liangyu hugged her tightly, as if she was hugging Chu Liangyan, "You are back well, it is enough." ”

"I didn't mean to remind you of those...... I will come back well, I will definitely come back well. ”

Tang Chengnian said sincerely.

"Don't cry."

“…… Well. Chu Liangyu wiped her tears, let go of her, and turned around, "They're coming." ”

"Who?"

Tang Chengnian followed her gaze, "Ah, it's Xiao Qiuqiu." ”

She tried to squeeze out a smile, but she couldn't laugh when she remembered the events of that night.

"If only I could send someone to take her back that day." Lu Qiuen said suddenly.

"Huh? …… No, it's none of your business, I don't blame you. Tang Chengnian reacted, is there also a person who blames himself here?

Yes, she hadn't seen Lu Qiuen since that day.

Maybe Lu Qiuen thinks that she is blaming him and complaining about him.

"Don't think too much about it, the wrong person is the evil cultivator, and the one who should blame yourself should not be you." Tang Chengnian moved out of that rhetoric again.

Still, it works.

Maybe because he said it to Lu Qiuen, Tang Chengnian always felt that this person seemed to have experienced a lot of not very good things.

So, I guess I accept what happened around me with the feeling that "nothing can be worse than my experience".

"Okay, Xiao Qiuqiu, but don't cry here." Tang Chengnian hugged him helplessly, and had to comfort him again.

"I'm not going to cry."

Lu Qiuen pushed her away directly and said a little dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, it's naturally best if Xiao Qiuqiu doesn't cry." Tang Chengnian grinned and touched his face.

Kwon didn't see his red eyes.

"Why are you blowing the wind here, let's go in? I'll give it to you...... Ah, Senior Sister Chu, where is the tea? ”

Tang Chengnian beckoned, suddenly stunned.

"It's okay, I'll make tea."

Chu Liangyu smiled slightly and said to Tang Chengnian.

Well...... Six foundation-building monks...... and Lu Qiuen, the follower of the two foundation building monks......

"Then I'm sorry for you!" It seems that the matter of recruiting a new butler is simply urgent. RS