Halfway through, Duan Jing's eyes moved slightly, as if he had thought of something, paused, apologized slightly, and said to everyone: "That... I still have some personal matters, so you can go back first. ”

"By the way, they must be happy to bring this back. Duan Jing turned his mind around, and hurriedly handed the two brocade boxes in his arms to Wang Ke, which were the spiritual weapons that he had selected for Yue Chu and the others before.

While everyone was waiting, Wang Ke was not in a hurry to take the brocade box, a trace of worry appeared on his face, and said, "Childe, do you need our help?"

Duan Jing smiled faintly, stuffed the brocade box into Wang Ke's arms, and said with a smile: "I just want to get acquainted with Xia Nanyue City alone, don't worry, go back." ”

Seeing Duan Jing chuckling and turning around, everyone thought to themselves, with Duan Jing's strength now, it should be fine, so they settled down, and had to return to Hailing Pavilion with a helpless face.

After Duan Jing said goodbye to everyone, he walked all the way to the tallest building in the east of the city, listening to the location of the Wind Tower, and the scene was there during the meal, inquiring intentionally or unintentionally.

The busy streets and alleys are the characteristics of Nanyue City, and Duan Jing has traveled through the main street and alleys several times in a row, and finally arrived at the Wind Tower under the guidance of passers-by.

It is about dozens of zhang high, it is more than twice the size of Hailing Pavilion, and the Ruijin Pavilion of the same name is different, Tingfeng Lou is located in the main street, and is built with nan and fir wood, and there is no compelling luxury, but it reveals a sense of elegance.

Listening to the wind building is all over the city, I heard that the position is quite neutral, as long as you pay in full, you can be given all the information you want to know.

Walking straight towards the building, Duan Jing first crossed two thresholds, but the little guy next to him was standing in place as usual, and he didn't see Duan Jing dressed plainly and stepped forward to make things difficult.

Tingfeng Lou's information is clear, with its own strong strength, it is naturally not afraid of chaos, so it doesn't matter whether it is stopped or not.

"There is a mixture of sandalwood and agarwood in the air, sandalwood should be brought by the building, but the smell of agarwood is some..."

Duan Jing sniffed the smell of the building, although he could tell the general idea, it was only slightly different from what he had been exposed to before, this feeling was almost relaxed, and no matter how irritable his temper was, he would suddenly calm down, which was really wonderful.

Behind the double door, you will be greeted by an extremely large main hall, with a wide variety of classified information, including numbered sales and quiet rooms dedicated to receiving VIPs.

Compared to this, Duan Jing couldn't help but sigh that Hailing Pavilion was still too small, the gap was clearly visible, and the day's flowing water here was probably to the point of appalling, after all, the prices of the information on both sides were clearly indicated.

This time, Duan Jing came to have something important to do, and the information on both sides didn't have much value to him, so Duan Jing went directly to the counter in front of him, and that person seemed to be the shopkeeper on duty.

"Hello, I don't know how to trade the information of Tingfeng Lou?" Duan Jing asked politely.

"This gentleman, if you want to ask for ordinary information, go to both sides to get the corresponding numbered plates, and there will be a small servant next to you to pay and pick up the goods. The man who suspected to be the shopkeeper was not arrogant, and he looked young, and said after smiling at Duan Jing.

"Shopkeeper, what if I don't have it on either side?" his voice was soft and warm, Duan Jing smiled, and then lowered his voice to hint.

"My name is Qingzhu, and I am a deacon on duty, and I ask my husband to follow me to the ashram for a detailed discussion. The deacon, who called himself Qingzhu, said respectfully with his fists.

I saw him come out of the gap between the counters on the right, quickly meet him, and then wave his hand forward, his face did not change much, he was still gentle and peaceful.

Deacon Qingzhu led the way, Duan Jing first observed the surroundings, and the latter had already changed his appearance before he came, but he didn't want to pay too much attention, and only after feeling unharmed did he follow the former's footsteps.

Slowly following Deacon Qingzhu, Duan Jing connected to the four-story attic, and then arrived at the prepared quiet room, and after Duan Jing was introduced, the former turned around and left, he should return to his original place to be on duty.

The lights in the quiet room are still bright, and there are no extra furnishings outside several fine tables and elegant stools, at this time, there is already a person waiting in the room, Duan Jing through the light, a slightly familiar face emerges, and I can't help but be surprised.

"It's him! How could it be him?"

Duan Jing's eyes couldn't help but flicker, although he was shocked in his heart, he calmed down instantly, didn't confide in his heart, pretended to be calm and relaxed, approached slowly, and sat steadily.

The person on the other side smiled, his voice was a little low, and he said softly: "Don't worry, Childe, this quiet room is made of special materials, and what you say, there is no possibility of revealing it." ”

"Old man Jin Jia, I don't know what news Gongzi wants?" Jin Jia smiled lightly, his voice couldn't hear anything weird, but Duan Jing's vigilance never let go.

During the Nanyue Fengyun War, Duan Jing had seen him, and this old man in golden armor was the representative of Tingfeng Tower, a proper smiling tiger.

Duan Jing had already sensed his surroundings before, and there was no abnormality, but for the old man in the golden armor in front of him, Duan Jing also failed to detect the void and reality, there were only two possibilities, either he was a person who had not cultivated martial arts, or his strength was far superior to his own.

The first judgment is obviously impossible, so there is no need to think about the result, Duan Jing immediately made up his mind and said softly: "I want more, such as the intelligence of the British assassin Jin Yixiao." ”

"Or the intelligence of the undercurrent in Nanyue City. ”

Hearing this, the old man in the golden armor couldn't help frowning, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you sure Childe is not joking?"

Seeing this, Duan Jing still smiled lightly: "Since you dare to say it, you naturally need it." I don't know how much it costs?"

"The former can be delivered now, 5,000 taels of silver, and the latter is 40,000 taels of silver, which needs half a month to sort out and file. ”

Duan Jing can't take out 45,000 taels of silver on his body at present, and the original 60,000 taels are now only half left, but fortunately, the time is still quite generous, and it should be fine.

"I bought it. Duan Jing pretended to be unhurried, took out two silver tickets, with a face value of 10,000 taels, stretched out his hand and slowly pushed them in front of the old man in Jinjia, and chuckled: "The extra bento should be used as a deposit." ”

Although the old man in the golden armor was puzzled by the identity of the person in front of him, he had to do things according to the rules, started to write a word, and threw his fingertips into the pipe on the table, and immediately maintained the initial faint smile.

"I'll be there later, it's a pleasure to work with. ”

While Duan Jing was waiting patiently, the old man in the golden armor smiled and said tentatively: "I don't know who the son is?" The old man is curious, and he doesn't know if he can know a thing or two. ”

Duan Jing was clear about the old man's intentions, his words seemed to be polite, but in fact, he let his guard down.

Duan Jingwan said with a smile: "The kid is indeed not from Nanyue, the old man of Jinjia is really careful, and he has the same good vision as Miss Qin Yi." ”

"Qin Yi, isn't it hinting to me that Ruijin Pavilion can't do anything about him?" The old man in Jinjia was a little depressed, originally looking at the person in front of him who was still young and easy to fiddle with, but he turned out to be very surprised, "This young man is so scheming, I don't know what he wants to do when he asks about this?"

"He just inquired about the assassin in Yingzhou, could it be that he is from Yingzhou?"

Looking at Jin Jia on the other side, Duan Jing thought that Miss Qin Yi's trick had worked, and exhaled happily.

Tea Kung Fu, the deacon Qingzhu I saw earlier, arrived, and presented this booklet.

Duan Jing picked it up, flipped through it at will, it was indeed familiar, and then he didn't plan to stay, he hurriedly got up and hugged his fists and said, "That kid just thanked me." I'll take the other one when I get there. ”

Deacon Qingzhu led the way, and as Duan Jing left, Mr. Jin Jia in the quiet room fell into deep thought, and couldn't get an answer for a long time, what did this person in front of him do?