Chapter 70: The Templar Buys the Murderer
Ye Ran, who was dazzled, didn't notice that Ling Mu and Yu Heng had already gone up to the third floor, and they were still wandering around on the second floor.
And Ling Mu and Yu Heng came to the third floor, no one was outside on the third floor, everyone was in the private room, and they didn't know who was inside.
"I don't know what Ling Gongzi wants to know?" Yu Heng walked up with Ling Mu outside the box on the third floor.
The third floor sells some extremely valuable things, the aura of a hundred veins, the spirit meat of a third-order spirit beast, the thousand-year-old spirit grass, etc., but the reason why it is so hidden in the private room. It's because there are so many Assassin organizations here, and every business needs to be kept highly secret, so it's all in the box.
Looking at the boxes, Ling Mu was actually not curious, what Ling Mu really wanted to know was the black market itself, but since he wanted to understand the black market, he must gain the trust of the other side.
"Naturally, it was the pot of fruit wine in the morning, which was really unforgettable, but unfortunately, the winemaker did not have good skills, and the selection of materials was only good, not high-quality spiritual fruit. Ling Mu mentioned the pot of fruit wine again.
Yu Heng's eyes lit up when he heard the fruit wine, "Ling Gongzi is really Yaxing, it seems that he still knows a lot about wine." However, as far as I know, this pot of fruit wine is made by a master, both in terms of technique and selection of materials, it is of the same quality, and the reason why the taste is not good is because the wine jar is damaged in the process of brewing, otherwise it would not be auctioned in this place. ”
"Miss Yuheng, this is wrong. Ling Mu stopped, turned to Yu Heng and said, "When I was a child, my mother would come with some every time she came back from going out, compared to the fruit wine I drank when I was a child, this morning's pot was unbearable, just like a child's brew. ”
Ling Mu smiled and shook his head after speaking, but he kept looking at Yu Heng's expression.
Although Yu Heng tried his best to control his emotions and did not show a trace of fluctuation on his face, Ling Mu still saw a trace of anger in Yu Heng's eyes.
Yu Heng was not angered by Ling Mu's words, but said with an unmoved expression: "Childe said that it was funny, the fruit wine in this world is all from the hands of one person, how can there be a difference in technique, not to mention that I know all the people who are qualified to get the high-grade fruit wine, I don't know, who has such a son as Ling Gongzi, and I don't know who Ling Gongzi's mother is." ”
"The girl is wrong again, I only said that I was a child, and the girl doesn't know when I was a child. Saying that, Ling Mu hooked his index finger, and the star in Yu Heng's arms flew into Ling Mu's hand again, "As for my mother, she also has something similar to this star. ”
Seeing the stars flying out again, Yu Heng was still very nervous, but this time he didn't pull out his sword, but said coldly: "Although I don't know if Ling Mu Gongzi controls this star, I know all about holding these stars, whether it was before or now!"
With a move of his fingers, the star returned to Yuheng's hand, and Ling Mu said with a smile: "Miss Yuheng is wrong again, I didn't say that my mother's is also a star." ”
Ling Mu naturally couldn't expose his mother's Lei Yue yet.
Yu Heng didn't understand the meaning of Ling Mu's words, but seeing that Ling Mu had revealed so much to himself, he asked, "I don't know what the purpose of the son is here tonight." ”
"I want to join you. Ling Mu looked at Yu Heng and said word by word.
"Anyone is welcome to join this night market, as long as Childe is willing, Childe is the person of this night market. Yu Heng didn't know why Ling Mu would ask such a question.
Ling Mu shook his head, "It's not to join the night market or the black market, it's to join you!"
Ling Mu knew that whether it was a black market or a night market, it seemed to be chaotic and unclear about business, but in fact, there must be a larger organization behind it.
Yu Heng stood there and watched Ling Mu remain silent for a long time, she knew that Ling Mu more or less knew something about the black market or them, and even knew some past events that they didn't know. But Yu Heng wasn't sure who Ling Mu was, and she also knew that Ling Mu had already joined the Ancient Sword Sect, and she couldn't forcibly bring him back for interrogation.
Yu Heng waved his hand, and another star floated down the stairs, fell into her hand, injected a trace of aura, and handed it to Ling Mu and said: "Ling Gongzi, in the future, if you hold this star, you can enter and exit all the black markets freely, but as for wanting to join us, I don't know who you are, I can't give you an answer, but please rest assured that Ling Gongzi, as long as you are our person, then you will definitely be able to join us." ”
Ling Mu took the star and put it in the jade ring, "Then trouble Miss Yuheng, by the way, I don't know if there is a sanctuary on the third floor." ”
Yu Heng didn't expect Ling Mu to know about the Holy Hall, so he hesitated for a moment and said, "Young Master Ling, please come here." ”
The third floor was not big, and he didn't go far, Yu Heng led Ling Mu to a pitch-black iron door, "Young Master Ling, this is the Holy Hall." ”
Ling Mu stood at the black iron gate and stretched out his hand, "Knock knock." "Knocked three times.
"Please come in. An old voice came from the door.
Ling Mu pushed open the thick iron door and walked in. As soon as I entered, the iron gate was closed.
Ling Mu looked at the room and saw that there was nothing, only a white-haired old man, sitting on a table, holding a brush and recording something, and the table was full of thick secretaries.
Ling Mu sat down in front of a rocking chair in the aisle as if he were returning to his own home.
"Crunch, crunch. Ling Mu lay on the rocking chair with his eyes closed and enjoyed it.
The white-haired old man was still waiting for Ling Mu to come forward to greet him, but he didn't expect this kid to be so presumptuous, and he blew his beard angrily.
The old man put down the brush, knocked on the table, and said, "Do you know what kind of place this is? ”
"Of course you do, Templar, right. Saying that, Ling Mu grabbed another fruit from the side and put it in his mouth, "It's delicious!
"You little bastard, you actually stole my spirit fruit!" the old man walked all the way angrily.
Ling Mu wiped his mouth, and when he saw the old man coming, he hurriedly said, "If you have something to say, you can say it well." We're here to do business!"
"Okay, say, whose life are you going to buy!"
The old man is angry, no one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, you must know that your nickname is called "judge", and a pen in his hand can decide the life and death of others.
Ling Mu stood up from the rocking chair, circled around the old man and said, "I'm going to kill myself." ”
"Ahh The aura of the old man's two arms came out like lightning, and he sneered and said, "If this little friend doesn't mind, the old man can do it now." ”
"You old man doesn't know the rules too much, you shouldn't register first to do business. Ling Mu was still calm, because he knew that in this night market, he couldn't do anything, so the old man scared himself.