Qian Lang got up and left the bushes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoBut instead of entering the ruined temple, he walked in a direction away from the ruined temple.

Liuzhu asked a little strangely, "Where are you going? Don't you have to look at that person, what if they get lost?"

Qian Lang smiled and said, "Don't worry, if they want to go to the Central Plains Realm, they will definitely pass by Ercheng, I'll go there first and wait for them, and by the way, I will change this outfit, and then she won't know that I am from the Spirit Sword Sect." After speaking, Qian Lang pointed to the clothes on his body.

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Ercheng is a small border town bordering the Central Plains. The Nanban tribes do not like to live in groups, so the small towns in the territory are very scarce, and Ercheng is one of them. Because the layout and outline of the town are very similar to human ears, it got the name of the ear city.

The people gathered in Ear City were generally merchants from the Central Plains Realm and the Southern Barbarian Realm. It is because they do business here all year round that the Yuke tribe will build a small town here.

However, after Andong Yang wiped out the Yuke tribe, Ercheng belonged to the Annan tribe.

The trading volume of Ear City has always been very large, and the cultivation materials of the general foundation building period, as well as the treasures of heaven and earth, can basically be bought here, and even the mortal resources of the Holy Son Hall are also bought here. In the past, the Yuke tribe could obtain a large number of spirit stones by collecting a poll tax at the gate of Ear City. So, how could An Dongyang give up such a place where money can come from everyone?

The monks of the tribes of the Frontier are afraid to come here because of the terrifying defenses here. Because a town famous for trading, its security force must be strong enough, otherwise if something robberies or murders happen, then who would dare to do business here? And it is not only the monks of the Annan tribe here, but also some sects that have cooperative relations with the Nanban tribe also have branches here. At the same time, the disciples of these sects will also be responsible for the security work here.

And in the city of Ercheng, there is also a branch of the Spirit Sword Gate.

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After spending about half an hour, Qian Lang used his body all the way to Ear City.

In order not to attract attention, he directly paid a poll tax on a spirit stone and chose to enter the city in a low-key manner.

First of all, Qian Lang had to change his outfit, so he had to look for a tailor shop here, but after a short time of leaving, he gave up on this idea, because he actually saw a plaque of the Spirit Sword Gate in the city, which was hanging under the eaves of a tiled house that looked like a shop.

Qian Lang, who was walking, suddenly stopped.

Spirit Sword Gate? How can there be a Spirit Sword Gate here.

At this time, Liuzhu asked, "What's wrong?"

Qian Lang said with a smile, "I didn't expect that there is also a branch of the Spirit Sword Sect here, so I don't have to go shopping for clothes, just go in and find the casual clothes of the disciples under the door." ”

"So that's the case, then let's hurry up and prepare, I'm afraid those people from the border are coming over soon." ”

Qian Lang nodded, and then walked into the branch of the Spirit Sword Gate.

In the room, against the wall to the right of the main door, there is a coffee table and two red lacquer carved wooden chairs. On the right side of the gate is the counter of the shopkeeper. Behind the counter, there is a medicine cabinet similar to that in a Chinese medicine pharmacy. The medicine cabinet is divided into small drawer boxes criss-crossed. On the small drawer box are the names of a series of pills such as the Cure Pill.

It can be seen that the branch of the Spirit Sword Gate in Ear City should be a pill merchant specializing in selling pills. However, there was no one at the counter at the moment, and the whole store was empty, not even a single person.

However, the tea on the coffee table is still steaming, which means that someone made tea here not so long ago.

Therefore, the shopkeeper should be in the inner hall.

So, Qian Lang came directly to the back door of the shop, and then pushed the closed wooden door open.

And just as the door was pushed open, Qian Lang heard something wrong.

"Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye, just let me go, I really need time, you can balance me for another three days, and after three days, I will definitely make up the difference." ”

It was a man talking, loud and crying, but because of the distance, there was very little movement. As long as the wooden door is closed, Qian Lang can't hear them at all.

"Three days, yes? I can't wait for you Xiao Ye. The speaker's accent was full of banter, and he seemed to enjoy the scene in front of him.

"Master Xiao, the shopkeeper Tong really just made a mistake with the bill of goods, as long as he sends the bill back to the door, the door will definitely compensate you for your losses. It was another man's voice.

"Of course you have to compensate me for my losses, but if I give you three days, who will give me three days?" After a pause, the man named Xiao Ye said again, "Unless, you eat this thing." ”

Then, there was another cry from inside.

After a short while, the shopkeeper pleaded bitterly and said, "Master Xiao, don't be joking! This is iron dispersion! Even steel can be melted! If I eat it, won't my stomach rot!"

What? People can't come up with money, so they have to force them to eat what kind of iron powder? How is this here to collect debts? This is clearly to find fault.

Who is this Xiao Ye who is sacred? He even dared to find the stubble of the Spirit Sword Gate, which was too ignorant of Qian Lang.

Qian Lang really didn't want to care about the affairs of the Spirit Sword Gate, but no matter what, he was also the real leader. If you don't see it, then forget it, but if you bump into Qian Lang, of course he will be in a hurry. You didn't bring such a bully, did you?

"Yes, Xiao Ye, I just want to see your stomach rot. After a pause, he then said loudly, "Either eat, or give money, or you shut the door for me!"

Qian Lang listened with his ears pricked up as he walked inside. He walked through a long corridor and then came to a courtyard. There was a two-story attic in the courtyard, and on the attic, there were just a bunch of people standing.

Needless to say, the person who just spoke was the person above the attic. So, Qian Lang walked directly into the attic and then went up the stairs.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Qian Lang shouted at the crowd as soon as he came up.

With one sentence, everyone turned their heads.

"Who are you?"

A man about thirty years old surrounded by a group of people turned his head to Qian Lang and said. I can hear that he is the Xiao Ye who spoke just now. He was dressed in a gorgeous ayara costume, and his eyes were full of disdain.

At the same time, a middle-aged man wearing the costume of a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect also saw Qian Lang. He was originally sad, but when he saw Qian Lang, he immediately felt like he had seen a savior.

"Isn't this the head of the money? I didn't expect you to come to such a place!"

The person who spoke was the shopkeeper Tong, because the voice that Qian Lang heard before was exactly the same as the shopkeeper Tong.

Hearing that the head of Qian had arrived in person, everyone present couldn't help but be very surprised.