On the east coast of Ximan, Lintao City stands on the cliffside, and the gate of the Quartet is wide open, welcoming visitors from all directions.

The waves beat the shore and give birth to white flowers, and the blue sky and clouds melt the water.

The city is the ferry.

The city lord of Lintao City is pragmatic, the city of fifty miles is square, half of it is occupied by the ferry, and the merchants who come and go to the ferry port enter the city when they settle down.

As one of the only two ferries designated by Xiban that are open to foreign continents, it is no longer "attracting wealth", but "falling wealth", lying down to eat, others send things to their mouths, and occasionally pick fat and thin.

The ferry port is open, for good or bad.

The prosperity of commerce and trade is not false, people with ulterior motives are also indispensable, for this reason the city of Lintao is full of spies who catch the wind and catch shadows, the wind blows the grass and the grass emerges, the grass startles the snake and hides, since the establishment of the city in Lintao, "stop the dog", "catch the insects", "drive people" innumerable, and now there are many less villains who wander to the West Barbarian.

Under the sky, the day is as new, and the moon is different.

The younger generation of spies in Lintao City took over, the older generation, the cause of trouble, the disarming of the disarmed, the few poor severance pay that can be given, unless they die immediately, and there can be a decent loss, otherwise, it is not a thought to spend their old age in peace.

I don't know which bold and ingenious demon scout is estimated to be unwilling to be old and helpless, and joins hands with colleagues and brothers who have met him, and he is the detective in private, laying out eyeliner, and being the eyes and ears of people.

The original intention is just to earn a few pension money, and I don't think that it will get bigger and bigger, and the people who are absorbed are no longer limited to colleagues, brothers and relatives, even if you are a villain, as long as the bottom is clear and there is an acquaintance as a guarantee, the big guy is still messing around.

The bigger the business becomes, the more it seems that the territory of Lintao City is small, and it will go out when the water is a matter of course, probably at that time, several backbones were given a name, so that they could continue to recruit talents and fool fools outside.

Seeking the Wind Building.

Lintao City as a place to find the wind and build Longxing, naturally has been betting on this, one of the only two ferries, outsiders come to Xiban, especially those who come to Xiban for the first time, curiosity is simply not too much, the local aborigines of Xiban do not know much, can tell the things, as for the scenery, landscapes, are all old calendars, old-fashioned things, true and false, new and old, there are, no one will really go to the word by word scrutiny to return to the truth.

"Asking things", it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, what should I do if I find someone? What about finding objects?

See the difference in the Wind Seeking Building.

The wind building in Lintao City, the front and back streets, the left and right alleys, each open nine doors, covers an area of six acres, the building is three floors high, the front and rear main doors hang plaques, the golden word shines, vigorous and powerful.

The single room in the building is like a corridor, stacked in a circle, the single room has a door curtain, and the waist high counter is raised inside, and there are one or two people in the back, waiting for the visitors to come to the door.

Lao Huang is seventy and three this year, such as his age, he has been sitting here for ten years, and he is forced to be helpless, the demon clan of the Qi Refining Realm, the old sickness and old injuries are crawling all over his body, and he estimates how many years he can live, and he is idle and idle, it is better to earn two bad money, not for the elderly, but for the children and grandchildren to help when they are in need.

That kind of thing, I would fantasize about it in the early years, and now I occasionally think about it, but I just turn around and forget it, I don't take it seriously, I can live it, I think it's too beautiful but not beautiful.

Lao Huang's hands on the plate of pecans, slurry and smooth, the results of three years of small age, anyone who looks at it will praise a sentence of "good skills", the birthday gift given by the little grandson, Lao Huang is rare and tight, and he cares very much.

Thinking of his son and daughter-in-law's distress about going to school for his good grandson, Lao Huang subconsciously sighed, Mr. Ximan's teaching is worth a lot of money, especially in the big city school, the knowledge is similar to gold and silver, how much the gentleman over there vomits, the elders of the children here have to make up for it.

Do you dare to give?

Those who scold people and don't spit out dirty words, can scold your ancestors for eighteen generations, you still can't hear it, maybe you have to thank others, let yourself see countless "Xiongwen".

Want to fight?

Joke. Xiban hasn't died a scholar for many years, even if it's the kind that deliberately looks for death, it's just to drive out Ximan.

In the final analysis, it's not that there is someone covering it, and over time, even if the children and elders do their best, they will not get along with the cautious readers.

The text is a good text, and people are not necessarily good people, but they still have to learn, they can't know a few words, and they can write their own names and it's over. The demon clan is arrogant, and it is natural to do so, but it can't always be like this, even if it is not for face, the demon clan that has achieved cultivation, for the sake of future generations, for the inheritance of the mastery, has to compete with those books and ink.

"No matter how much you save it, next month, find a good reason to send some to your son, and the couple will just suffer, and the grandson will also suffer at a young age, which will make the old man feel distressed."

Lao Huang recliner closed his eyes and recuperated, a walnut in one hand was slipping, sleepy in the afternoon, and there were few visitors, it was not his turn to be here, the walnut in his hand turned slower and slower, and finally he held the walnut in his hand and sank into a false sleep.

Lao Huang, who seems to be in a dream, hears a few awkward words, can't understand them, and disturbs people's dreams.

With a "snap", someone slapped the counter like a waking wood.

Lao Huang shuddered, the walnut in his hand almost fell, and he quickly grabbed it, squinting at the counter, and his forehead lines were deeper.

The number of customers who came to find the wind floor to solve problems was a lot, and it was strange and strange, it can be said that there were freaks every year, and they came back every year.

Outside the counter, these two are just that.

One wears a flower-covered mask, and the other wears a light helmet with horns.

"It's still easy for me to use this hand, so I'll wake up."

Lao Huang vaguely recognized a few words and muttered, "What are you talking about?" ”

I saw that the flower face took a step closer, leaned against the counter and asked, "We're here to find someone." ”

This Ximan Yayan finally spoke more smoothly, Lao Huang Province went to call the translator to come over, looking for the rules of the wind building, those guys came over, and they would definitely have to share the small commission.

Lao Huang turned the walnut in one hand and asked with a pen in the other: "Who are you looking for, make it clearer, surname, name, age, and where you come from, the more detailed the better, so as not to find someone else, or find no such person." ”

Hua Yan said: "Meng Hao, human race, immortal realm, sword cultivation." That's all for now. ”

Lao Huang's face was stunned for a moment, and he immediately recovered, and after the pen was put on the paper, it was put into the bamboo tube, and the bamboo tube was stuffed into the copper pipe behind him, and he slapped it with his hand and sent it out.

Seeing that the two of them were standing still, he pointed to the bench outside and said, "Wait a while, you have to wait for a while before the news comes, so it's better to sit down first." ”

The one with the horns sat down, and the flower-faced one asked, "I just want to ask, how do you collect money from the Wind Tower?" By the number of times, or to see the difficulty? ”

"Both." When the business opened, Lao Huang's heart blossomed, "It's not just that, it depends on the time." ”

The mask of the flower face was lifted to reveal his true face, and Chen Jing pondered for a moment and said: "Is it cheaper or more expensive to inquire about people and things that have been around for a long time?" ”

Lao Huang said angrily: "Old things are like old things, and they are naturally worth a lot." ”

"In that case." Chen Jing said: "I only asked where Meng Jianxian is? ”

Lao Huang smiled at the chicken thief and said, "Want to inquire about the latest people and things?" ”

The young boy nodded.

Lao Huang Le said: "That will cost a lot of money." ”

Chen Jing was stunned and said, "Eat at both ends!?" ”

Lao Huang said: "Yes." ”

Chen Jing put the mask back on and exhaled heavily.

I don't have any money in my pocket, so I feel embarrassed.

After getting off the boat, they couldn't find anyone who sold the newspaper, and they went around Lintao City for a few days, and heard the name of Mifeng Building, so they came to try their luck and see if they could find Meng Hao's whereabouts.

After the tea work, a piece of bamboo tube was sent back, Lao Huang took it out, lifted the bamboo cover, and filled it with spy reports of a bamboo tube.

Lao Huang glanced at the spy report and said, "Three days ago, the news was three snow coins. News from a month ago, a snow coin. News from a year ago, a rain money. ”

Chen Jing said with a toothache: "What if I want to know today's news?" ”

Lao Huang is also a veteran of watching people cook, shook his head and said: "Young man, do what you can, your purse can hold it, you can do whatever you want." ”

Seeing that he was hesitant, Lao Huang persuaded people to be true, and he didn't want to drive people out, he came here, and he had to settle the deal, and then said: "If you want to ask a few people, it probably won't cost so much, but that person is a great monk in the Immortal Realm, and he is not from the Western Barbarians native, he is still a sword cultivator, this kind of character, the spies sent by our Mifeng Lou to follow him, they all have to get the Jindan Realm at the beginning, and it is not as simple as three or two, they all have to take a lot of fairy money to drive, and the matter of 'cheap' is naturally unreasonable." ”

Cui Ying watched Xiaojing walk in a circle and asked, "What, this place is a black shop?" ”

Chen Jing didn't speak, but Lao Huang heard her last two words, "Black shops have always been hard, we have too many things to ask here, and the process is cumbersome, so it's not good to mark the price clearly, but it's definitely your willingness to pay for it, and it's not half forced, the hat of 'black shop' can't be deducted from our Fengfeng Building." ”

Chen Jing pondered for a while, walked up to Cui Niu and stretched out his hand, signaling to take out the money.

Cui Niu's boss was not happy, covered the Linglong bag, and signaled not to give it.

A man and a woman snatched it, and finally Chen Jing patted her on the head and laughed angrily: "I don't have enough here to ask you, do you really think I will covet your money bag?" ”

Cui Ying scratched the back of her head twice and said angrily: "Why don't you just ask for news, why did it take so much?" ”

Lao Huang sat and watched the two of them lively, anyway, don't make a move to demolish the building, if you really want to demolish it, it's not impossible, there are people in Xiban who cover it, the money is enough, everything is up to you, if you don't have any connections, and you don't have a lot of money, stay in the wind building as a sweeper and sprinkler to settle the account, and you can leave after exchanging the principal with interest.

In the end, Mifeng Lou still has some confidence, otherwise it would not have stood in the West for two hundred years.

Chen Jing pressed the fairy money in his hand on the counter, pushed it over and said, "A month ago, three months ago, half a year ago." ”

Lao Huang squinted his eyes slightly after hearing this, and suddenly smiled, this young man didn't care if he was a wild cultivator or not, he was a master who could spend money and didn't run away.

If you don't have enough money, you have to make it up.

"Half a year ago, the sword immortal Meng Hao passed by the Mirage Desert, and the big demon was ambushed, and was cut off by Meng Hao with a sword, and the life and death of the big demon were uncertain.

Three months ago, the sword immortal Meng Hao asked Jianyun to cross the lake, and he was defeated for the first time after coming to the west for several years.

A month ago, Sword Immortal Meng Hao appeared in the territory under the jurisdiction of Lingyun Country. ”

When the man and woman left, Lao Huang laid paper and grabbed pens, and kept chattering.

"Eat at both ends, eat ...... at both ends"