"Question!"

The man muttered, but Zhao Wu didn't hear it clearly, and looked at him blankly.

The pharmacist glared at the man, opened the stone box, and squinted his eyes to examine it closely. This is a relatively long process. Zhao Wu has patience and confidence. There is no doubt that this stone box contains 1000 plants of excellent quality agave. In addition, in order to cope with the "routine exploitation" in the store, in order to pass the time, there are more than 100 plants in the stone box, which should be foolproof.

At the time, there was silence in the store, but the man next to him had been in and out of the store a few times. The last time, under the command of the pharmacist, he went to the back hall and took the most important item in Zhao Wu's business: Fujian Sanyang!

The man put the box where the sword was stored on the counter and asked Zhao Wu to inspect it. Although Zhao Wu knew nothing about this and did not believe that the huge day government would take him for a liar, it was important. He had just opened the box and carefully examined the body of the sword and the artisan nameplate attached to it. He wished he could put his eyes in.

After a long time, Zhao Caiwu closed the box, and so far all the formalities have been completed. His hands trembled a little, but he still stuffed the long box into the backpack he had prepared, turned and left. The person behind coughed and warned, "Be careful, this sword is enough to buy a garden in the new city!"

Zhao Wu staggered at his feet. Luckily, he's ready. He didn't dare to think of greed. He hurried out of the house and did not return to the lower town. Instead, he continued to walk forward and ran to the place where his employer had agreed.

The clerk in the back followed him out of the store. Seeing him run away, Fang Zhouzi patted his lower lapel, turned around and entered the store. Not far away, two men in short coats saw this move, stepped out of the shadows, and followed Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu didn't know what was going on behind him. He was excited to discover Canton Street, a famous street in the new city. He found the first house on the street and went to the counter to find the shopkeeper. After just two sentences, the two hit the numbers right. Zhao Wujiang's coffin was packed in a backpack and placed on the counter. The shopkeeper took out 12 taels of gold, which had been prepared, and put it in his hand, with envy on his face.

Zhao Wu sleepwalked into the street. Is that all? twelve taels of gold and his expenses for the next five years? The streets were bustling with people, and no one noticed this help with straight eyes. Only two people who were far behind him stared at him, their faces helpless.

Without hesitation, the two quickly separated a man and entered the building.

The shopkeeper here collected the backpack, and whatever it contained, he called someone and asked him to take it and give it to the guests in Zixuan's room 5. As soon as the man left, the man who followed him followed him and asked what had just happened. The words inside and outside also hint at the prominence of the host family.

The shopkeeper was also happy, and now he has said everything. By the way, I told the person that Zixuan's room No. 5 was arranged by Xiaoqi, an idle Han Wang in the city, and he paid for the room two days in advance.

The man turned blue when I heard the news, and when the man who had delivered the backpack returned, he pulled him aside and asked. Unsurprisingly, the man said there was no one in the room and the door was unlocked. He had just left a note telling him to put his backpack on the table.

When the man heard this, he immediately rushed into the hall and soon returned to the hall, keeping his eyes wide open for the flow of people coming in and out. However, he soon gave up his efforts. For example, when he returned to the building, he was able to get food and lodging together. At this time, it was time for him to eat. People are busy all the time, coming in and out. Who knows what the goal is?

Outside the door, his companion also probed his brain, and the two men stared at each other in frustration.

When the man who was being followed listlessly walked back to the Fu'an Inn, which was a block away from the homeinn. Tian Zi walked into the room, and Luo Qing happily sat down. In front of him, four Fujian Sanyo were neatly placed on the table, waiting for him to check.

The appearance of the Sanyang Rune Sword is similar to that of the Jiuyang Rune Sword, at least it is wooden, and there is also the unknown Zhu Gongling leading and smeared the Rune Sword. The difference is only in the advantages and disadvantages of complex and simple Fujian. This alone leads to the difference in power between the two.

As he saw, the power of Fujian Sanyang is a magic weapon in the minds of ordinary people. The Condensed Flame Blade has an advantage over the ordinary metal blade, and the price is indeed higher than that of the daughter. In this regard, the day government did not deceive the people. However, compared to Fujian Jiuyang, there is still a long way to go, whether it is killing people or the power of the flame blade.

It was also the blade of the flame condensation that hurt the enemy. He once used Jiuyang Fujian to cut off the hand of the snake monk and then killed it. But if he changes to Sanyang Fujian, I'm afraid that the flame blade will be pinched and exploded by the monk empty-handed, this is the difference.

Now, Jiuyang Fujian has evaporated when fighting the ghost beasts. Luo Qing especially needs to hold a sword in one hand, so he also has expectations for the next level of "Chunyang Fujian". Unfortunately, even if he had the complete process of making the Pure Yang Mansion Sword, it would take a relatively long process, and he didn't have time for the time being.

Now, what Luo Qing is really interested in and puts a lot of energy into is something more interesting.

In a more comfortable position, he opened the painting as instructed by God and concentrated on finding the target. The photograph clearly shows the two men following him timidly walking into the door of their shop, being reprimanded by the owner. Luo Qing smiled and picked up the cup on the table, ignoring the taste of the cold tea inside, and took a sip of his lamp, which was very refreshing.

During the day, the government has a big task. A few Sanyang rune swords are nothing, but a full 4,000 good-looking tequila plants are quite remarkable. If Luo Qing took them all out at once, it would definitely attract attention. Therefore, Luo Qing spent a little effort, three times before and after, changed the three methods, and obtained these four Sanyang Fu Swords.

The first time I was dealing with it, the steward was just a little surprised, and the second time I suddenly changed the two handles, and I felt a little wrong. It will not be a surprising or surprising issue when the fourth handle is replaced today, but it will be completely harassed. In particular, although Luo Qing has different ways of returning, he has the same characteristic, which is to find help and sales agents in the city. In this off-season for acquiring agave, it's really eye-catching.

The day government is the most patient and cannot endure all this. This time, it directly sent someone to spy on Luo Qing. Unfortunately, under the arrangement in which Luo Qing was linked, and more importantly, according to God's plan, under the action of wisdom and disorientation, it could only be disoriented and fail.

Luo Qing's original intention in doing this was to be cautious. However, it must be admitted that he could have done it more concisely and more understatedly. It would be better if there weren't so many links in between. It will not indirectly constitute a provocation to the Japanese government, as it does now.

The reason is simple, it is that he has a bad taste.

Since it was developed and used many times, Luo Qing had already learned the taste by eating bone marrow and had unknowingly contracted the problem.

How could he not understand the question?

When Fujian's four handles were folded, Luo Qing moved the image of God to the most comfortable position in front of him and turned it into the most macroscopic perspective. At this moment, the calm mind seems to have spread its wings. Under the clouds, which have not yet dispersed, the huge city shows its true face without reservation.

Cliff City was built according to the mountainous conditions on both sides. On one side is Dan Cliff, behind which is a cliff as smooth as a mirror, and to the northeast is a gentle slope that carries the city. When it was first built, the city was a cliff, and the cliff was a city, a whole whole, regardless of each other. However, after hundreds of years of development, the city has extended along a gentle slope throughout the basin and all the way to the northeast. At this point, it has been connected to the remaining veins of the fault boundary mountain. It forms a long, narrow but extremely spectacular mountain town.

Freshly fallen rainwater flows from the mountains on either side to the city lake in the central basin, and then flows southeast along a dug river channel, forming a spectacular waterfall 10 miles outside the city and joining the Ba River, which runs around the city.

Such a grand and intuitive impression is that it is difficult for local residents who have lived in this city for decades to have a similar concept.

But there's more!

In Luo Qing's view, in this magnificent city, there are thousands of small houses and complexes, and thousands of people are as dense as ants. Men and women, young and old, rich and poor, rich and poor, whether Master Xiong Hao or Shang Xian monk, they are all reflected in the picture of God. As for high-rise residential complexes and secret offices, they are useless. The activities of countless people have stopped, and the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of countless people have changed from time to time. However, no matter how they change, they can see at a glance that there is no privacy to him at.

At this time, he was the master of the city, putting the huge city and thousands of people into his hands. This kind of experience often makes Luo Lin feel intoxicated, and it makes him really feel that he has stepped into a higher level.

Vision determines the mind, and the mind governs achievement. While others were still haggling for meager profits, Luo Qing already had a grand plan that was a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand times bigger than ordinary people. It was meant to be. His goals go far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, beyond the scope of ordinary customs.

He knows very well that the improvement of the level is closely related to the improvement of his achievements. All this will never be achieved without a breakthrough in the field of communion with God.

Eternal life and spiritual practice were the most correct choices in his life!

Luo Qing "stood" in mid-air and changed the direction of his attention. If you want to choose what interests him the most in this cliff city, there is no doubt that it is the "upper city" built on the Dan Cliff, or more directly, the mansion itself during the day.

At this moment, he did not move, and Cliff City moved.

The crowd rushed through the house like a flood and suddenly stopped the next moment. That's when the scene changed. During the day, the maid where the government was located looked like a monster under the clouds, crawling before his eyes.

Luo Qing's heart was like a ghost, passing through the heavy gate. Instead of positioning himself directly, he let his mind float in it. The feeling of being there is undoubtedly a pleasure. Today, his greatest hobby every day is observing the daily activities of the people in the house during the day, according to God's drawings. There was no malice here, and of course, he was not prepared to obtain prior permission from the day government.