Linghua picked up the pen and wrote a fly's head on the transmission note. The handwriting fell on the paper, like light ink into water, and was instantly absorbed by the rune paper, and disappeared after a moment of golden light.

At that time, Yang Xichi, who was riding a horse, sensed the arrival letter, he took out the transmission note, saw Juanxiu's font and was stunned, after thinking for a while, he poured mana into his fingertips and wrote a reply on the transmission note.

"Does the Dao Chief know that Sun Lianran has the potential to demonize?"

"This matter is complicated, and in ten days, Poor Dao will arrive in Cloud City, and we will discuss it in detail at that time."

Linghua put away the transmission note: "Let's go, go back to Cloud City." ”

Cloud City, one of the important cities of Jingguo. The main economic and trade and economic exchanges are an important step in the development of the economy. Therefore, tycoons from all walks of life and wealthy businessmen from all over the world are stationed in Cloud City to seek business opportunities.

Linghua looked at the pedestrians on the street dressed gorgeously, wearing gold and silver, women wearing silk and satin, and men wrenching jade fans. Although she doesn't like this kind of dress, she is not abrupt, and she is just an ordinary person in the crowd.

Usually no one would look at her more than a few times when she walked down the street, but now ...... She glanced sideways at the man next to her one step away. Yang Xichi was dressed in a Kowloon crimson robe, wearing a five-Buddha embroidered lotus hat, stepping on Tai Chi shoes, his eyes did not squint, and his posture was upright and he walked on the drunken street, which was quite independent.

Pedestrians looked at him one after another, and even more bold women threw a flower at Yang Xichi: "Dao Changfeng is handsome, come and marry me!" ”

Yang Xichi returned the flower to the girl, and saluted: "The poor road is old, I am afraid that the girl will be delayed, and I ask the girl to find another good match." ”

"Old? The Taoist looked to be in his twenties. ”

Yang Xichi shook his head: "Definitely." ”

Linghua looked at Yang Xichi's face carefully, and couldn't help but think of the day when Henggu told her in shock after investigating the information: "Linghua, do you know? An old man in his sixties said that he knew Yang Xichi when he was young, at that time he was already a closed disciple of the head of Qingyoumen, he had good qualifications and early enlightenment, if he was willing, the head of Qingyoumen would have been him a long time ago! ”

"Then why is he still the first?"

Heng Gu scratched his head: "The old man didn't know, and vaguely said that he seemed to have lost something and was punished for thirty years." ”

Linghua thought for a moment: "Is it because of the Xuanqing Sword?" In the past few days, I have carefully recalled that although this sword is not a high-grade artifact, it is also a medium-grade magic weapon that can deal with ordinary demons. It is reasonable for Qingyou Sect to cherish this thing, but Qingyou is a century-old sect, how can it not even protect a magic weapon? ”

Henggu put together the remnant mirror: "Do you want to use the mirror to see?" Tell him early and don't let him bother you. ”

Linghua browled: "I've seen it." Maybe because the Qingyou Gate is equipped with a protective formation, it can't be seen clearly with the current residual mirror spiritual power. ”

"No wonder he said he had found it all, could it be that he didn't know it now that he couldn't see it clearly?" Henggu's eyes widened, and he was so anxious that he circled around the room.

"Tomorrow he will go to Cloud City, and then he will have a good look."

Linghua retracted her thoughts, and when she saw the girl who threw flowers and left with a disappointed face, Yang Xichi turned to look at Linghua: "Miss Linghua has been waiting for a long time, and the poor Taoist mission has been a bit long, so it has delayed time." ”

"It's not in the way, but I didn't expect that Yang Daochang would like it at his age." Linghua had a teasing smile in his tone.

Yang Xichi didn't seem to expect Linghua to say such a thing: "Miss Linghua seems to be happy to hear about this kind of thing. ”

Linghua nodded: "Yes, after living for too long, I naturally like to watch something interesting." Yang Daochang, isn't it? ”

Yang Xichi looked into the distance: "Now there is more important things to do, so naturally I have no intention of looking at the world." ”

"What's more important is the matter of the Xuanqing Sword?" Linghua walked and asked random questions.

"Yes and no. The Xuanqing Sword is, and so is the Guardian of the Common People. ”

"Speaking of which, I vaguely remember that the Taoist Master has been in retreat for thirty years?" She deliberately suppressed her steps and walked slowly.

Yang Xichi also walked slowly and cooperatively: "I didn't expect Miss Linghua to care about the matter of Qingyoumen, thank you girl." ”

Linghua naturally didn't care about the affairs of the Jianghu sect, but he still smiled and said: "Yang Daochang was quite famous many years ago, and Linghua naturally knows a thing or two. At that time, it happened that Xuan Qing had an accident, was the Taoist chief implicated because of this matter? ”

Yang Xichi was silent for a long time: "Miss Linghua seems to be very interested in the affairs of the poor road. ”

Linghua paused and said with a smile: "Walk far away, just chat and relieve boredom." ”

"It's okay, Poor Dao asked Miss Linghua for help, and he had to tell the cause and effect." He pointed to the Chun Nuan Pavilion on his right, "Is this it?" ”

Linghua raised his eyes and looked at the second floor of the Chun Nuan Pavilion: "Yes, there are stairs outside, and you can go up from the side." ”

As soon as Yang Xichi raised his foot, Linghua stopped him: "Does Daoist Yang know how to tell hexagrams?" ”

He turned his head in confusion: "No." ”

Linghua raised his eyebrows: "That's right, I won't either." ”

The two went up to the second floor. This Chun Nuan Pavilion was originally a small brothel, and a legend was circulated that I don't know if it was true or not.

Once upon a time, a woman who did not want to be a prostitute hanged herself in her room after being forced to take her first customer, and her soul turned into a terrible ghost after death, disturbing the brothel's life. Every client who came to live happily returned with a thinner and more emaciated and withered appearance, as if he had been sucked dry.

After a long time, the brothel was made a big fuss by the prostitute Hakka family, and reported to the official, maybe the boss also felt that the feng shui of this place was not good, and bought a larger store on the next street, and opened an incense courtyard.

The Chun Nuan Pavilion has been dilapidated and has been vacant for two or three years. Suddenly, one year, the boss finally rented out the store at a low price, and it also caused a wave in Cloud City.

Linghua is the one who rents the brothel. The second floor of Chun Nuan Pavilion is not connected with the first floor, and she wants to rent the second floor after seeing the shop, but the boss with a big mole on the left side of his face insists on giving her the first floor and only collects the rent of the second floor.

She doesn't hate places where people have died, and she's not afraid of any tricks. Life and death are normal things in life, and she follows nature and is not afraid of anything. When the ghost saw her, she didn't dare to make trouble at all, and she could live a stable life.

She renovated the entire second floor, entered the hall, and went around to the back of the hall was her bedroom with Henggu. Behind the bedroom, there are one or two former cottages that open up and serve as kitchens and storage.

Yang Xichi, who walked into the hall, took out a talisman and pasted it at the door: "For the town." In case she comes out and makes trouble while you are away. ”

Heng Gu saw that Yang Xichi seemed to know everything, and even more like a great enemy, his eyes followed him closely, for fear that he would accidentally let him know something.

Linghua invited Yang Xichi to sit down and poured him a cup of tea: "Thank you." Can Yang Daochang solve Linghua's confusion and talk about Sun Lianran? ”

Yang Xichi took a symbolic sip of tea, and after thinking, he said: "She does have a demonic tendency. As you can see, she's being stimulated to find more resentment to inhale, and I don't know the purpose behind that. ”

"You know so much, why don't you know about this?" Henggu asked angrily.

Yang Xichi smiled helplessly: "Poor Dao is just a mortal, how can he know everything?" ”

Linghua grabbed the words in his words: "The Taoist said that Sun Lianran was stimulated, do you know what stimulated her?" ”

"Along the road, I met her who was mutilating the people of the village, and she was killing people while shouting, 'I will kill you one day.'" Miss Linghua, you also know that her great revenge has been avenged, and this matter is very strange. It's a shame to say that Poor Dao had the opportunity to destroy her body, but she was rescued by the man in red that day again, and her whereabouts are still unknown. Yang Xichi lowered his eyes, very dissatisfied with himself.

Heng Gu groaned when he heard this: "I didn't expect him to want resentment now......

"What?" Linghua heard Heng Gu muttering and asked in a low voice.

"Nothing!" Heng Gu glanced at Yang Xichi and said nothing.

Yang Xichi noticed Heng Gu's gaze and continued: "This time Poor Dao came to Cloud City to track down her whereabouts. I don't know if Linghua girl knows the Chamber of Commerce in the clouds? ”

Linghua remembered that he had approached Master Jin under the pretense of the name of the Yunzhong Chamber of Commerce, and now he ...... She sighed and replied, "I know." Yunzhong Chamber of Commerce is an organization composed of leading enterprises in various industries, gathering businessmen from all over the world in Yuncheng to exchange trade and seek common interests. Later, it slowly developed into a gathering day for trade exchanges, held every ten years, and opened a market to sell at a low price, and the price remained unchanged for ten years, which was convenient for the people. ”

Yang Xichi nodded: "Poor Dao is going to the home of Zhang Kaiyuan, the new president of the Yunzhong Chamber of Commerce. He said that he was a philanthropist and had helped many poor people. Recently, I can always see a one-armed man in black rummaging around in the house, and at first I thought it was a poor man looking for food, so I didn't care, and then asked others to say that they had never seen this person, and they had never seen a man in black go in and out. He was timid in his heart, thinking that he was evil, and spent a lot of money to ask the poor Tao to exorcise ghosts. ”

"Dao Leader suspects that the man in black is Sun Lianran?"

"Yes, tomorrow Poor Dao will go to check, and then contact Miss Linghua." Yang Xichi finished the tea and got up to say goodbye. Before leaving, he glanced back at Heng Gu, "You have a calamity coming recently, be careful." ”

Linghua sent Yang Xi to the door of Chun Nuan Pavilion late and exchanged salutes. When he was about to leave, he saw a long line coming on the side of the street, and there were two people beating gongs and drums around the leader, and there were strong men pushing two carts of things behind him, one cart was filled with white porridge in wooden barrels, and the other cart was filled with steamed buns in wooden boxes. They knocked down the gongs and drums and shouted: "Zhang Kaiyuan, president of the Yunzhong Chamber of Commerce, relieves the people, and gives white porridge and steamed buns, which can be received by both young and old!" ”

A man in coarse linen clothes on the side of the street stepped forward and asked, "My lord, can you give me three steamed buns?" ”

The person at the head gestured with his eyes, and someone on the side of the cart immediately took three snow-white white steamed buns and put them in the man's arms: "Come, take it." ”

After the man got the steamed bun, he thanked him a thousand times: "Thank you, sir, President Zhang is really a good person!" Thank you! Thank you! ”

The leader was very satisfied with the compliment, nodded and led the team on. The street vendors all discussed: "Zhang Shanren has helped the poor again, which is really kind." ”

"Who says it's not, he gives alms in different cities every month, saying that he wants to repay the people, what a good man!"

"No, he also knows that he cares about the people, which is much better than those rich people who make money and don't pay."

"That's right, how can anyone be so kind-hearted as him? I heard that there was a rice seller who went to him before, and he was directly promoted to become the owner of his branch, and now he is so rich! ”

Linghua and Yang Xichi both listened clearly to the street conversation, and she smiled: "It seems that the new president Zhang Kaiyuan has a good reputation in Cloud City, and in the eyes of the people, as you said, he is dedicated to goodness." ”

Yang Xichi did not comment: "I'll meet Miss Linghua tomorrow after seeing the situation." ”

After saying that, he bowed, turned around and walked away in style.