The weather changed as it was said, and soon a heavy rain fell in Sifang City.

There are fewer and fewer people on the streets, and the few pedestrians who are in a hurry are also in a hurry, and no one has time to take care of Mo Hansheng, who is exposed to the heavy rain.

He didn't have an umbrella, but his body was not wet, and the Sunset Sect's talisman was still very simple to use to avoid the rain.

It didn't take long for Mo Hansheng to return to the cyclamen residence.

Mu Feiyuan sat on the bench in the lobby with a gloomy face, and after seeing Mo Hansheng enter the door, he stepped forward and slapped him on the shoulder without saying a word: "Dead boy, I asked you to take Hongmei to go shopping, where did you die alone, why did you let her come back alone?" ”

Her appearance is really like the old lady in the market, who is urging her son to find a daughter-in-law, and there is no trace of a cultivator's pure heart and few desires.

"I had something to do temporarily, so I let her come back first." Mo Hansheng said perfunctorily, and did not tell her about meeting Qin Ruyin and the lady Wang.

"It's your first time in this square city, what can you do? Why didn't you buy anything, chase girls to be generous, don't be reluctant to spend money. You are not a disciple of Qingxia Peak, don't learn the virtue of the surname Yu. Mu Feiyuan obviously didn't believe his words, seeing his empty-handed appearance, he thought that Mo Hansheng was used to living a poor life, and he was reluctant to use it after seeing so much jade for a while.

She is secretly calculating that Mo Han will inherit Hongluan Peak in the future, so don't cultivate the character of Scrooge.

Mo Hansheng didn't dare to tell her that the 1,000 yuan jade was spent in one afternoon, and he even pasted 200 yuan jade himself.

He responded casually and hurried back to his room.

Li Hongmei was sitting quietly in the room, and due to Mu Feiyuan's wishful thinking, the two were arranged in a room.

Seeing Mo Hansheng coming in, Li Hongmei silently poured a cup of tea for him: "The first-class Biluochun, the treatment of the Tianzi room is really not bad." ”

"Tianzihao?" Mo Hansheng was a little puzzled, wasn't Mu Feiyuan the place number room arranged for the two?

Li Hongmei explained: "I heard that Senior Brother Yu gave up his room to us. ”

Mo Hansheng thought about it for a while, he didn't think that Yu Jinsong would have such a good heart, most of it was because of Mu Feiyuan's cunning woman.

Li Hongmei said: "I waited outside the Fengyu Building for a long time, and I didn't see you come out, so I came back first." ”

"Hmm." Mo Hansheng responded, and suddenly felt the need to explain, so he briefly recounted the rescue of Qin Yin in Yunmeng Canyon and the encounter with Qin Ruyin in the city.

Li Hongmei looked at the rain curtain outside the window, turned her back to Mo Hansheng and asked, "How does she look, is she good-looking?" ”

Mo Hansheng was taking out the jade slip he bought from Fengyulou, and he didn't hear a trace of strange emotions hidden in her words, so he replied casually: "She is wearing a veil and can't see clearly." ”

Li Hongmei was silent for a while, and then asked, "Are you looking forward to it?" ”

Mo Hansheng was stunned for a moment, put down the jade slip, and looked at her: "What? ”

"Nothing." Li Hongmei turned around and shook her head, staring at the jade slip in his hand, "Did you get any useful news?" ”

Mo Hansheng nodded and said, "Fengyu Building's ability to collect intelligence is indeed extraordinary, and the content in it is a bit complicated, I need a little time to read it." ”

As the time for the birthday feast to start was getting closer, he needed to read and memorize the information recorded in the jade slip as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if you wait until you enter the Demon Refining Sect, it will be too late to take it out and correspond one by one.

After that, he opened the jade slip according to the way that Shopkeeper Hao gave him, and began to read the information in it.

Li Hongmei flashed a little spark between her fingers, lit the candle on the case, and sat quietly watching him.

Before you know it, it's late at night.

In the north of the city of Sifang, an inn with specifications on par with cyclamen.

In a state-of-the-art upper room, four people sit in four corners of the room.

If Mo Han was born here, he would be able to recognize that one of them was the Silver Elder he had seen during the day.

And the identities of the other people in the room were also about to be revealed, and they were the remaining three of the four elders of the Thousand Machine Gate, Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Iron.

The four of them are all high-level figures in the Thousand Machine Gate, and it is natural that they will not gather together to save Yuanyu.

In the very center of the room, a treasure made of unknown material is suspended.

The four elders pinched the magic trick in their hands, and the true yuan on their bodies continued to gather on the treasure realm, and it was not long before it was dazzling.

This is a magic weapon used for communication-ventilation mirror, which is the best work from the Tiangong Pavilion.

This thing is much more clever than ordinary messengers.

After the transmission talisman is ignited, the true meaning condensed by Yuan Qi in the talisman will turn into a spirit bird to find the target.

On the day when Lu Chengfeng wanted to take away Mo Hansheng, there was a spirit bird transformed by a messenger that flew into the Qingfeng Center.

Compared to the transmitter, the ventilator is much safer and faster.

The ventilation mirrors are generally a pair and are in the hands of both parties to the interrogation.

The caster only needs to engrave the information to be conveyed on the mirror in his hand with the true element, and within a moment, the ventilation mirror in the other party's hand will sense it.

Compared to the spirit bird transformed by the communication charm flying over thousands of mountains and rivers to find a target, the speed of communication of the ventilation mirror is self-evident.

In addition, this mirror will not be like the spirit bird transformed by the messenger, which will be at risk of being intercepted by other monks during the flight, and it is relatively much safer.

In the flickering light, the message that the four elders had already wanted to convey was engraved on the mirror.

The other mirror corresponding to this mirror is in the Qianji Gate more than 100 miles away.

Under the moon, on the shore of the sparkling lake, a figure stands.

To be exact, there are actually two courses, because two people are stacked on top of each other, so it looks as if they are one.

Below is an unusually burly and strong man, with tough facial features, sharp edges and corners, and a rather martial appearance.

But his eyes were blank, but he didn't seem to be a living person.

And above his head, sat a boy of four or five years old, with a delicate face carved in powder.

But in these thousands of machine gates, no one dares to treat him as a child who has nothing to do.

Those who know him know what a violent and vicious heart lies beneath his lovely pink exterior.

Because he is the most important person in this place, the absolute controller of the Thousand Machine Gate, the master of the Thousand Machine Gate, the Thousand Spirit Boy.

On the ventilation mirror in front of him, there were flashes of messages of different brilliance.

The silver light that appeared in front of him at this time was the news from Elder Yin: the three-eyed fire fox had been sent to the Sunset Sect and his party, but he had failed to get the Red Luan Tail Feather.

The Thousand Spirit Boy smiled and said to himself, "The Sunset Sect has always regarded the Red Luan as a treasure, so naturally it is impossible to get its hands on its tail feather so easily. It doesn't matter, as long as this thing is successful, the benefits of this door far exceed the tail feather of a mere spirit bird. ”

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Wind and rain building, room 63.

Shopkeeper Hao stood in front of the table with his head bowed, waiting for a young man sitting on the main seat to give an instruction.

Looking at his respectful appearance, the identity of the person in front of him must be quite noble.

If Mo Han was born here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that this person was the one who broke into the nameless pawnshop without permission that day, and in the name of trading, he gave the piece of cold jade to himself in disguise.