Lianyun City West District.

In the evening in the western district, the family monk had returned to his house after a busy day, and the shops in the market began to close.

There is no night market in Lianyun City.

In other words, even the relatively safe West Side is not safe at night.

In the inner square of the city in the western district, a small storefront and inconspicuous exterior decoration of the "Hong's Cloth" shop was empty, and the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper did the final cleaning of the goods and prepared to close.

Then.

A rough-looking, bearded monk called out to the shopkeeper who was about to close:

"Shopkeeper, buy a piece of cloth."

The shopkeeper with his back turned his head to look at the monk who came to buy cloth, and continued to close: "It's closed, Daoist friends will come back tomorrow, remember to hurry." ”

When the words fell, the hand that closed the door was immediately pressed, and the rough monk's voice was hoarse:

"Please also ask the store to do a favor, there is joy at home, and I urgently need a red cloth, the cloth is six feet long and one foot wide, and the size cannot be more or less."

The hand of the rickety shopkeeper froze when he closed the door, and his cloudy eyes glanced at the rough monk, and said slowly: "Congratulations to Daoyou." Purple is the color of auspiciousness, and there is joy in the family of Taoist friends, why not buy purple? ”

The rough monk was expressionless:

"Red is festive, it's red. Inlaid with gold lace, the pattern is a green mountain flower, twenty-six, one can not be more, one can not be less. ”

The shopkeeper's eyes narrowed, and he finally stopped closing the door. The tall wooden door is half-open and half-closed, waiting for the next move of the owner.

Halfway, the rickety shopkeeper nodded and said:

"Daoyou, this is a lot of requirements, you have to customize. Since Daoist friends have a heart, then come in with me. ”

The doors reopened.

The rough monk breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately, He Xianxiang's information is effective, and with this point, the meat of the braised demon beast is enough.

The rough monk Chen Ping followed the footsteps of the store into the store.

The store is really not big, dozens of square meters, and all kinds of cloth are hung, which makes the space seem extremely narrow. The hanging fabrics are not too high-end, they are all ordinary fabrics. In short, a mediocre shop.

Chen Ping didn't say a word throughout the whole process, and followed the store into the store, but the shopkeeper didn't follow up and stayed at the door. The shopkeeper walked behind the counter.

"What information do you want?" The store is straight to the point.

Xu was no one at the moment, and the store did not lead Chen Ping to a high-privacy room such as a dark room, but communicated directly in the store.

Since the store is direct, Chen Ping did not beat around the bush and handed over a piece of yellow rune paper:

"One person, Situ Shan,"

"This is the address of his house, and I want all of his information."

The reason why the address of the house was given was because I was worried that there would be people with the same name and surname, after all, Situ Shan was a small person, and the store did not necessarily know him. If you get the wrong information, you're done.

The store has obviously done a lot of this kind of thing, and it is familiar with the road without the slightest surprise.

Just a matter of routine:

"50 lower-grade spirit stones."

The price is reasonable.

Information has always been valuable, but Situ Shan is only a second-layer qi cultivator, which is worthless. The two offset each other, and it's about the same price.

Chen Ping silently paid for it.

He only had 13 lower-grade spirit stones at his disposal. But there are still 200 reserves, and this reserve has not been used, waiting for one day to be used in the rivers and lakes for emergency.

Now is the moment for the rivers and lakes to save the emergency.

No, a life-saving moment.

"Fellow Daoists, wait a while, maybe there is a stock, and our store will come when we go." The shopkeeper took the spirit stone, counted it, and immediately turned around to uncover a wide and heavy cloth behind the counter, and disappeared.

The moment the cloth was uncovered, Chen Ping only saw that it was pitch black behind him, and he couldn't see. But I can feel that there is a faint coercion in the dark, and that coercion is not weak. Or rather, very strong.

… There are high cultivators in the dark places.

A moment later, the shopkeeper reappeared with an extra pair of files.

"Fellow Daoists, please read. You know the rules, right? ”

"Yes."

Chen Ping took the file.

The so-called rule is that the dossier cannot be taken away, and they sell knowledge, not commodities. I'm afraid the store doesn't want to become a flaw due to the circulation of files.

It's a bit of a 'burn after reading' feeling.

Chen Ping opened the file on the spot.

Szeto Shan's information is lackluster.

It is nothing more than the introduction of his family, the introduction of cultivation, the introduction of exercises, spells, and addresses.

Spells and skills are followed by a conscientious note, to the effect that the monk's swordsmanship, spells and other strengths may change at any time, and these materials may lag behind.

None of this is Chen Ping's concern.

But when he saw the bottom line of words, although he had already guessed in his heart, when he saw it at this moment, it still made Chen Ping's heart skip a beat.

[Situ Shan: Qi Jianglun's secret apprentice. 】

Chen Ping's hands tightened, and he instantly figured out a lot of things, and the things that were originally clueless became extremely clear, and the ins and outs were clear at a glance.

... It turned out to be Qi Jianglun.

It makes sense.

"Fellow Daoist, have you finished reading it?" The shopkeeper pointed to the hourglass that was about to run out next to it.

Chen Ping returned the dossier, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Buy one more person's information, Qi Jianglun."

The store still has no expression:

"160 spirit stones."

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth twitched.

But still silently pay for it.

Is it expensive?

It's so expensive.

According to his previous earning ability, a few years of storage could not buy Qi Jianglun's information alone. According to the current earning ability of selling talisman skins, a surplus of 8 spirit stones in a month will be stored for a full 20 months, nearly 2 years of storage, before you can buy this information.

Buy?

Must buy.

After a while, Chen Ping got Qi Jianglun's file, the process was the same--- read it immediately, and the hourglass time was to return the file.

"Fellow Daoist? But is there anything else? "The store reminds.

Chen Ping touched the inner lining, and there were some spirit stones from Situ Shan's corpse.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"Buy one more message."

The rickets store was a little surprised, and looked at Chen Ping seriously for the first time, thinking that he could buy the information of so many people at one time, can you eat it?

However, this is the buyer's business, and I can't interfere with it as a store.

The shopkeeper nodded and said slowly:

"Fellow Daoists, please speak."

Chen Ping still had the same hoarse guttural voice: "The last time the caravan that will come to Lianyun City, when did it arrive?" ”

The store is slightly flute.

Not many people buy this kind of information.

But then it returned to normal.

Who doesn't have information when they come to the store to buy information? There is also a time when someone buys a certain woman to come to Aoi Shui.

"Daoyou bought the information twice, and the third information is not valuable, so there is no charge, and it is considered a gift from the store to Daoyou."

"If the journey goes well, there will be a caravan arriving in Lianyun City in about 6 days, but if there are other things on the way, it will be uncontrollable."

Chen Ping was clear.

Leave with your hands off.

"The rules after going out, Taoist friends know it, right?"

"Naturally."

This information was heard by himself, and he had nothing to do with this store, and he could not mention the matter of the sale of information between the two parties to anyone, otherwise he would be investigated.

The so-called 'pursuit' means not to die.

In short, everyone can know that my store is providing information, but no one can have evidence.

Chen Ping walked out of the cloth shop, spit out the pebble that suppressed the sound in his throat, followed the old process, turned a few streets, changed his makeup a few times, and then headed all the way to the east.

At the same time, he sorted out Qi Jianglun's information in his heart.

Qi Jianglun, first-order scattered cultivation.

In the early years, I learned to make talisman skin with an old master, and this product is not good at cultivation, but the talent of talisman skin is different, and I have figured out a set of talisman skin skills.

Then he killed the teacher and set up his own door.

Because of his superb skills, he quickly made a name for himself in the small circle of talisman skin. After that, he embarked on the path of recruiting apprentices.

Surprisingly, Qi Jianglun, whose waist bag was gradually bulging, did not choose to spread out, and he didn't even look for a Taoist companion, focusing on making talisman skins.

In addition to making talisman skin, Qi Jianglun also has another big hobby, that is, gambling. He lingered in the gambling houses all the year round, and the gamblers were haggard every day.

As for whether it was because of gambling that he embarked on the road of collecting bad apprentices to fish for spirit stones. Or because he took too many spirit stones from his apprentices, he fell into gambling addiction. This is unknown, it is not written in the dossier.

No wonder this thing makes so much money, and the courtyard is so shabby. Chen Ping remembered what he saw when he went to Qi Jianglun's house to study.

'Is gambling so addictive?' Qi Jianglun didn't even look for a Taoist couple, so he sank into the gambling house, this is really... Unreasonable. I don't share drugs and gambling! ’

Chen Ping was confused and incomprehensible.

But that's what the information says.

Furthermore.

Qi Jianglun invited a high-ranking monk as a guest secretary to protect his safety in his early years, but he was almost killed by the high-ranking monk for money, and he never invited him again. and led to a suspicious personality.

In order not to be remembered by outsiders, Qi Jianglun chose to live next to the house of one of the leaders of the city defense, called Zhou Jianping. This is similar to his Chen Ping's choice to live next to Yu Qingyi.

Chen Ping felt that the name was familiar, but he didn't remember where he had heard it for a while. Zhou Jianping's cultivation is not introduced in the information, but it cannot be weak. Otherwise, you can't be one of the bosses.

In addition, Qi Jianglun had a close relationship with only a few apprentices.

Situ Shan is one of them.

In addition to Situ Shan, there is also an apprentice whose identity is not disclosed to the public.

There are four apprentices whose identities are open to the public, and the monk who gave everyone books and discipline guidance when he was learning leather-making in Qijianglun's mansion that day was one of his apprentices.

These five people are all second-level qi practitioners.

Qi Jianglun himself is a fourth-layer qi cultivator, and there is still a long distance from the fifth-layer.

At the end of the dossier, a comment on Qi Jianglun's coffin is given.

[Qi Jianglun: It is not advisable to rob the road. ]

This conclusion is quite reasonable.

Think about it, Qi Jianglun is famous and has little money. Being famous means that the probability of being tracked down is high, and there are several apprentices, and the risk of robbery is also high. But because this product lingers in the gambling house all the year round, the money is lost, and the income from the robbery is too small.

The input-output ratio is not equal.

In addition to this, the dossier gives a suspected but unconfirmed piece of information:

Qi Jianglun is suspected of having a back hand, but the back hand cannot be in the late stage of Qi training, because the monks in the late stage of Qi training are in Lianyun City, one radish and one pit, all under the eyes of Hong's cloth, it is impossible to be a dog for Qi Jianglun without being noticed by Hong's cloth. As for the early and middle stage of Qi cultivation, because there were too many, Hong's cloth could not cover the eyes, and there might be mistakes.

Chen Ping retracted his thoughts.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.