After the separation, Dugu Yi came to Yinhai in River City to divide the fast, which made the local shopkeeper honestly afraid.

After a while, it began to rain, and the rain covered the sky gray.

The mute servant hung his head and stood respectfully outside the door, letting the wind and rain wet the hem of his clothes, unmoved. Another boy was standing with a teapot, yawning occasionally.

The man in the fox fur sat on the main seat and looked through the account book, there was no smile on his handsome face, and his temperament was noble and elegant, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a trivial account book, but some kind of poetry and songs.

The shopkeeper was waiting below, and he didn't dare to come out. He grovelled to Dugu Yi to introduce the situation of the Hecheng branch, and offered hot tea and spiritual fruits, so he almost rubbed his shoulders and knocked his legs in person.

Although he had been in business for many years, it was the first time he had seen the owner of the fast.

It was like a pilgrimage.

Dugu Yi flipped through the pages very quickly, and after a while, he gently closed the pages of the book: "You mean, Zhou Lin has been buying Moyu Dan through you, three pieces a year, at a price two percent higher than the market price, year after year." ”

"Yes."

"Do you know that ordinary monks can take up to one Moyu Pill a year?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then replied respectfully: "The little one knows, but the demand for Linshou nearly doubled that week, and the sales volume in the small place is not large, if it is frequently transferred from other places, the cost is expensive." ”

"Sometimes for the convenience of walking, the small ones will also help the Zhou family buy some stoves to cover up."

"This time they perished too quickly, and the small ones didn't have time to react, but don't worry, the lord of the fast, I have burned all the secret accounts, and it is expected that those people will not be able to find out if they turn it up." The shopkeeper is in his chest, looking like he is waiting for praise.

Dugu Yi nodded, he glanced at the honest and honest man, and smiled gently. Then he beckoned to the dumb slave guarding outside: "Jin Gan, come in." ”

The mute minion walked in with his head down, his hair still dripping.

The shopkeeper thought he was going to be rewarded, and he was gearing up. Unexpectedly, I heard Dugu Yi say lightly: "This person is useless, kill him." ”

His mouth was wide open in disbelief, and before he could react, a cold, sharp blade slashed through his throat, and he was speechless. Large streams of warm blood gushed out, quickly taking away the heat from the body.

One second he was still laughing, and the next second he was already lying on the ground.

The mute minion withdrew his saber with a blank face, silently grabbed the corpse's feet, and dragged it out slowly, leaving only a bloody trail on the ground.

From beginning to end, Dugu Yi sat motionless on the main seat, the hem of his clothes was as clean as snow, and he didn't even look up.

The boy on the side was not surprised, he pinched the dust removal trick to clean up the blood stains on the floor, and muttered in a low voice: "Idiot, Zhou Lin overdosed, and sooner or later he will be discovered." Fortunately, the Zhou family died quickly, otherwise the entire study would have suffered with you. ”

"Little fish."

"Well, what does the Lord command?"

Dugu Yi held the teacup, the teacup was rough and inferior tea, and as soon as he raised his hand, the cuffs drooped, revealing an old scald scar on his wrist.

It is potholed and old, and it does not match the fair and smooth skin around it.

The boy's gaze involuntarily fell on the scar, and soon turned away.

Dugu Yi asked: "How are you doing?" ”

The boy named Xiaoyu smiled: "Master, you have asked three times for such a while, and you are too attentive to that fairy." ”

He pretended to complain, and said, "The slaves sent many people, but none of them were delivered. ”

Dugu Yi hooked his lips and showed a warm smile.

"What, she said she didn't like me?"

Xiao Tong bumped into his cold eyes, and hurriedly explained: "How dare you, it is the true monarch of the Jindan period, as if he can see through it at a glance, and turn everyone away." ”

With a "snap", the tea cup was placed on the desk. Dugu Yi stood up suddenly, with a playful smile on his face.

The boy trembled, and he knew that the warmer the spring breeze was, the worse his mood would be.

"The benevolent true monarch of the Tianyan Sect is interesting...... It's just a dying bug, and Benjun doesn't mind having a longer life than him. ”

Dugu Yi stepped out of the house, and the voice came from the rain curtain, drifting away, "Let's go." ”

The little boy hurriedly chased after him and took the umbrella: "Master, we have just arrived, are we leaving?" ”

The rain fell, and it avoided it a few feet around Dugu Yi, and it would not really fall on him.

He looked back at the simple and simple inner room of the study: "The Hecheng Fenzhai has already exposed the horse's feet, and when the batch of insects from the Baiyujing Huimeng are checked, it is no less than catching turtles in the urn." ”

He waved his hand, his white fingertips emitted infinite mana, and the originally peaceful and stable house suddenly moved as if the ground was moving, starting from the third floor, and gradually collapsing underground.

The dust and smoke that drifted up obscured the sky, and no matter how many unseen secrets were once buried here, they would always sleep underground.

Dugu Yi took the waiter and the dumb slave to sit in the carriage, and the original red-skinned pony kicked its hooves, turned into a demon beast with wings on its back, and galloped into the air with the carriage.

He glanced down at the small town in the mist and rain, and couldn't help but smile when he thought of the woman with the watery eyes.

Next time, there will be a chance to meet again.

Next time, I will make you fall in love with me.

Qi Ci was originally just suspicious. He returned to Zhou's house to search, trying to find evidence of Yinhai Shuzhai selling Mo Yudan, but it didn't take long to hear that there was a ground movement in the city.

When they arrived, only the wreckage remained.

"It's so strange, why did this shop collapse."

"This looks like a bookstore, right? I can't remember exactly. ”

The surrounding people whispered, glad that their houses had not been affected.

Qi Ci clenched his teeth and glared angrily. The person is dead, the house has collapsed, even if Yinhai Study really has something, there is no proof of death.

*

The two stayed in River City for half a month, Huo Rendong helped treat the local wounded, and they waited for the new city lord to officially take office, and left in the gratitude of the civilians.

Before leaving, Qi Ci ordered two children with spiritual roots and asked them to go to the nearest sect to learn art.

For him, it was just a casual move, but the people below were stunned, hulala knelt down again, and thanked the immortal master.

Huo Rendong knew that it was a matter of great kindness to lead people into the Tao.

Until the two walked out of the chain bridge far away, the people of River City followed behind to say goodbye. Huo Rendong looked back frequently, and at first he could see the faces of Fu Chunhua and the others, but then only a gray patch remained.

Qi Ci walked in front with his arms crossed: "What are you looking at?" If you don't choose to follow me, you can also go to the sect to cultivate with peace of mind. There is no shortage of daily offerings, someone takes care of it, and there is no need to face so many dangers. ”

Huo Rendong walked a few steps quickly to keep up, side by side with him: "Since I have gone with my son, I will never regret it." ”

On the side, Qi Ci didn't say anything. But as far as the eye could see, he seemed to be blushing.