Xiao Ming grabbed a few crab roe buns and stuffed them into his mouth, swallowed them without chewing carefully, and burped to indicate that he was full. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He next introduced the customs of Yunmeng City, which was full of emotion and lifelike.

Han Yunhao deliberately asked him a few questions to gradually understand the other party's situation.

Xiao Ming's family lives in Xicheng District, which is a famous slum and has always been mixed. His father, Zou Chengying, was an officer of the Yun Qin Army, and he died on the battlefield some time ago. After receiving the news, the mother suffered a blow and was bedridden. Zou Jianming took on the burden of the family at a young age, and took the initiative to join the underground small gang Bamboo Leaf Club and became a broker.

The business of soliciting customers is barely sustaining itself, and since the collapse of the Sky Peak, there has been a lot of bitterness from other cities. They competed with the Bamboo Leaf Gang for territory, and they also got involved in this business, lowering each other's prices, making everyone's life difficult.

From the homeless villagers in Qianfeng City to the poor children begging for a living in Yunmeng City, from the conspiracy of Fengling Flower to the infiltration of the Lu family, the turbulent dark tide of the mainland made Han Yunhao realize the advent of the troubled times, and confirmed his thoughts when he first saw Xiao Ming.

Half a year later, the heir conference of the national capital, he should represent the family to participate, this is the first time that Qianlong Island has entered Cloud Dream City in more than ten years. At this moment of sudden change, the most important thing to gain a foothold is intelligence. There is no power in the Han family in the country, only to take precautions, and seeing these brokers, they just turn the ideas in their hearts into practical actions.

Zou Jianming first entered his sight and passed two tests to meet the requirements.

"Do you know the Xianglong Palace?" he asked abruptly, eating the last shrimp dumpling and sipping black tea.

Xiao Ming's eyes lit up, and he looked longing: "Big brother, you can ask the right person, I have the most respect for Xianglong and his old man." Every night after I finished doing things, I went to the outside of the Xianglong Hall for a walk before going home to sleep. ”

"The last time I saw my father, he said that he could get me a cultivation technique when he did something big. Who knew that as soon as he went...... "Thinking that his father had died, the child lowered his head and did not continue.

"So how do you go in and meet Lord Xianglong, if you think of a way, I can teach you a secret. Han Yunhao changed the topic and made a promise, which made Xiao Ming excited.

The secret techniques of the Infinite Continent are controlled by each family and cannot be passed on privately. Civilians who join the army can learn the most common secrets, but they can't teach them to their families, otherwise the law enforcement teams of various countries will raid the homes of violators.

Seeing Xiao Ming looking at him in disbelief, Han Yunhao nodded firmly, signaling that the other party had heard correctly. As the future heir of Qianlong Island, he has the power to build a private army and can also teach others.

"How can you get in? The uncles who guarded the door were not arrogant. Last time, I sneaked in, planning to find the Flying Saint Lord to apprentice, but I still let them out, I can't be accommodating. Xiao Ming was very happy, but in a blink of an eye, he became worried again, and stood in place and muttered vigorously.

"Take me there first, and you can ponder slowly on the way. Han Yunhao thought it was funny, and after checking out, he pulled him out of the seafood pavilion.

As soon as the two of them left, the cousin who greeted them went out through the back door of the kitchen and walked around to a nondescript wooden house. He looked left and right, no one was paying attention to him, and he was relieved. Knock three times, pause, knock twice, and wait with bated breath.

A hoarse sound was heard, and he pushed the door open and entered. The room was simply furnished, with only a table and a chair, and the old man sitting on the chair was lazily as if he had just woken up. He cocked his goatee and asked impatiently, "What's the matter, come early in the morning to harass my old man?" ”

"Just met the person in the painting. The cousin was accustomed to it, and he knew the virtue of his boss, so he replied unhurriedly.

"Oh! it's this man, are you sure?" the old man perked up, and his curled body immediately straightened. He pulled open the first floor of the table, took out a scroll and spread it out, and asked with burning eyes.

Han Yunhao's appearance was drawn on the scroll, and the cousin nodded hurriedly to confirm. The old man pondered for a while and said, "The news ends here, don't talk nonsense everywhere, you can receive a reward of ten taels of silver." ”

The cousin left happily, and after a while, a question sounded in the house: "Strange, the family spread the news in the past that they would do their best to protect this person. How did the recent instructions change to report their whereabouts? Could it be that if something happens at home, it would be better to wait a few more days. ”

Han Yunhao didn't know what was happening behind him at all, and he wanted to see Xianglong Feisheng as soon as possible and let this strong man come out to preside over the overall situation.

The Lu family was one of the largest grain merchants in the Wuji Continent, and before leaving, Lu Louling worriedly told him that grain prices had begun to rise, and it was obvious that some countries were hoarding. The four countries of the Wuji Continent are all sharpening their knives, and they see that the war is about to begin. Once the Wuji Continent falls into a civil war, it is not so simple to condense its strength.

After the loss of strength, the enemy prompted by the Motianfeng Stone Tablet suddenly came out, and the most unlucky were the unarmed people.

At dusk, Zou Jianming took Han Yunhao from the north gate to the south gate, and according to the boy's request, he came to rest in the restaurant box opposite the Xianglong Palace.

The little guy racked his brains along the way, came up with strange methods such as burning, pretending to be sick, and chasing and killing, and overthrew them one by one. His tangled appearance is heart-wrenching.

Han Yunhao didn't expect the other party to really be able to solve the problem, but just to see if the other party's brain was flexible.

Through the window, he saw a long line of people on the opposite side, blocked by the guards at the door, and left in despair.

The Xianglong Hall has not been opened for two or three years, and no one is allowed to enter except for the subordinates recruited by Lord Feisheng. Even so, they still can't stop the people who come from all over the mainland to meet and ask for help, and everyone has a glimmer of hope, feeling that they can become the lucky ones who can meet the strongest people in the mainland.

When he got the 'four' scroll from Leng Tingwan, he felt that he had an inexplicable connection with Lord Xianglong, which added a little confidence. Of course, the last resort is to push hard, and even if you are punished, you must achieve your goal.

He didn't want to implicate others, so he took out a dozen or so silver tickets from his arms, handed them to Xiao Ming, and said, "You have passed the test, are you willing to do things for me?"

The little guy had a guess in his heart, and he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, nodding without hesitation. He was so excited that he took the silver ticket and trembled to sort out the number.

"It's five thousand taels in total, and I need you to find some loyal friends to help me find out the news of the major forces. Half a year later, I'll come back again and I'll see how well you're doing. Han Yunhao's face was full of seriousness, and he solemnly gave an order.

Zou Jianming immediately understood that the silver tickets were start-up funds, folded them up, and put them in close-fitting clothing. He was about to fall to his knees and salute, but was stopped by the boy.

Han Yunhao didn't care about these etiquette, and reminded Xiao Ming how to carry out his work. Then he taught him a mystery-level technique, and seeing that the other party understood it thoroughly, he waved his hand to let the little guy leave.