Chapter 8: The Ember Black Market
Feng Xiaoyue retracted his eyes, dismounted and waited for Pei Wen to get off.
After Pei Wen got out of the carriage, Feng Xiaoyue asked, "Are you ready to speak?" ”
Pei Wen nodded, this kind of basic work can still be done.
"Let's go, then."
The two entered the post station and handed over the post, Feng Xiaoyue naturally sat on the chair and beckoned the little girl to serve tea, Pei Wen was so nervous that he didn't even dare to sit, but just stood nervously and rubbed his hands.
"Sit down, as a diplomat of the Ember Heaven, the most important thing you should have is self-confidence. That kind of momentum that is unreasonable and reasonable, you must go to the big ladies of the East and West City, the kind of posture that I will fight with you as long as I disturb my life. Feng Xiaoyue continued, "If you are like this, reasonable people will also be said to be ignored by others." ”
Pei Wen was stunned for a moment, put away his nervous look, and sat silently under Feng Xiaoyue.
"Sit on my top position, today you are the protagonist, I am just supporting you. In the beginning, you didn't come to me for the purpose of socializing. Feng Xiaoyue raised her hand and nodded to the chair next to her right hand.
Pei Wen got up this time and saluted seriously: "Thank you General Feng for your guidance." ”
Pei Wen sat on the top of Feng Xiaoyue this time. Pei Wen just sat down, and the people from the Flowing Fire Mission also arrived, this time it was Gu Aichun himself with a few representatives of the mission, Gu Aichun sat in the main seat, first glanced at Pei Wen, who was pretending to be calm, and spoke directly to Feng Xiaoyue.
"General Feng, it's been a few months since I said goodbye last time." Gu Aichun waved his sleeves and picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Feng Xiaoyue didn't speak, just stared at him. When Chu Manxi was away, this Gu Aichun basically didn't have any kind face, even if he smiled, he still had a knife hidden in his smile. Some people may say that this Chu Manxi delayed Gu Aichun, it may be possible to a certain extent, but if there is no Chu Manxi, maybe Gu Aichun has nothing to scruple about at all, when a person has no scruples, it is the most terrifying.
Gu Aichun knew that Feng Xiaoyue was letting himself talk to that guy from Honglu Temple, and he was not too hypocritical, since Feng Xiaoyue didn't want to take care of himself, then he could barely ignore this so-called Honglu Temple Shaoqing.
"You two came over today, what's the matter?" Gu Aichun asked.
Pei Wen got up and saluted: "Down is Pei Wen, the young secretary of Honglu Temple, there is one thing I hope the prince will take care of, this time it is the three kingdom missions to arrive at Tianyan together, so our emperor wants to wait for the three kingdom envoys to come together and hold a banquet to entertain you." We have a lot of famous food and attractions in Embers, and we can send someone to show you around. ”
Gu Aichun was not too surprised by this kind of thing, and said with his cheeks raised: "Understand and understand, after all, you have not been in the dynasty for a long time, and you can't afford to toss too much, but this person who takes us to watch, we can decide." ”
Feng Xiaoyue suddenly had a bad premonition.
Pei Wen hurriedly nodded and said, "Of course you can." ”
"General Feng, this time you can take care of it." Gu Aichun continued, "Xiaoxi still misses you very much. ”
Feng Xiaoyue got up and straightened her dress: "Since the negotiation has been completed, let's greet the two of you next time, after all, General Ben is still very busy." ”
Feng Xiaoyue's focus is on the word "two", which means that Chu Manxi is not there, don't talk to me. Gu Aichun shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking, acquiescing.
"Farewell."
"Walk slowly."
After Pei Wen left the station, he saluted Feng Xiaoyue and thanked him: "Thank you General for your help today." ”
"Well said." Feng Xiaoyue turned over and got on the horse, "I still have something to do, take a step ahead." ”
Without waiting for Pei Wen to speak, Feng Xiaoyue rode away. Feng Xiaoyue rode the horse to Zhuque Avenue, parked the horse in the Purple Leaf Building, and then turned into a corner by himself, where an old man was sitting at the door, and Feng Xiaoyue put on a golden mask to cover the upper half of his face.
Feng Xiaoyue handed out the name plate, there was no word on it, only a string of 0207 numbers. The old man glanced at it, then saluted a little respectfully, opened the door behind him, and raised his hand to invite Feng Xiaoyue in.
Feng Xiaoyue nodded, then entered inside, and as soon as he entered, he heard a noisy noise and the sound of weapons colliding. The place where Feng Xiaoyue entered was the black market.
The black market is a place similar to the Heavenly Blood Pavilion, but the difference is that the Blood Pavilion Killer is an organization, almost all of them have been cultivated since childhood, and they all cooperate with each other. The black market is different, almost all the people in the black market are excluded or not very valued outside, and they are all halfway monks, which can be described as a real mixture. The black market not only accepts orders from outside, but also encourages people in the black market to fight among themselves, and the class consciousness is very strong.
The black market has just been established in the past two years, and it is not long after the establishment of the Ember Dynasty, so there is no time to manage here, but this is also the place with the most information. Feng Xiaoyue will come here as long as he has a little time, and there will always be some information he needs.
Everyone in the black market wears a mask, which is divided into copper, silver, and gold, and these are unlimited people. There is another one, the number of places is limited, there are only ten people, and their masks are all customized by themselves, which is different from everyone. These ten people are the strongest in the black market, and they are also the people who receive the most orders.
Feng Xiaoyue applied to become a black market killer at the end of last year, but Feng Xiaoyue did not take a single order, but just kept brushing points in the arena, basically opening up everyone in the arena, and brushing the golden mask, but because he never took the order, the mask has been stuck in the gold.
There have also been black market managers who hinted that Feng Xiaoyue would take a single commission, as long as he received an order, he could apply to the above to become the eleventh custom mask. Feng Xiaoyue also went to the commission list once, and the first one on it was the head of Baili Shengxuan with a high price. Feng Xiaoyue still didn't want to kill others indiscriminately according to a messy order order, and he would never go to that commission hall again.
Feng Xiaoyue is still familiar with going to the arena, Feng Xiaoyue's martial arts are still very famous in the arena, because all the players in the arena Feng Xiaoyue have fought all over again, and Feng Xiaoyue can basically only fight newcomers when he goes to the arena. The newcomer is even more inexperienced, which has led to Feng Xiaoyue maintaining a winning record.
"Why did you have time to come here today?" Feng Xiaoyue saw that someone had already arrived at the viewing seat on the second floor, the person was wearing a platinum mask, and the white clothes did not have the slightest appearance of fairy wind on him, but looked even more lazy.
Feng Xiaoyue sat beside him and asked rhetorically, "Is the Loose Sect okay?" How long have you been here? ”
This person's name is Jiang Yi, like Feng Xiaoyue, he also came through time and is a psychiatrist, but he is much luckier than Feng Xiaoyue. Feng Xiaoyue just came to Tianyan and worked as a beggar on the street, and then began to train frantically to ensure that he would not die on the battlefield. Now this glory is all spelled out by himself in the sword and sword. Jiang Yike is much better than himself, he is a young master of a Jianghu sect, he has inherited the martial arts of the original owner, and this sect is taken care of, and he basically eats, drinks and has fun every day.
The green grapes on Jiang Yi's table were handed to Feng Xiaoyue, he knew that Feng Xiaoyue loved to eat this, Feng Xiaoyue smiled, and Jiang Yi was very comfortable with him.