Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Frank Swing (II)

Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Text Size:

Appearance:

Walking a frank nature (II)

Qing Jiu had never been to Chang'an, and he had never even been to a prosperous city.

He was originally an ordinary person under Yunmeng Mountain, and he survived until now because of that experience like a rotten Ke person. Although he is actually older, he has not experienced many things before that, so his heart is not as transparent as that of an old man.

However, he didn't care about any of that. He only knew that he had only one purpose when he came in this time, to defeat Xu Changan.

Although, on Fengwu Mountain, he also knew that the person who brought him up the mountain had appeared, but he was a little disappointed.

When he stepped into the cultivation world, he realized how difficult it was to keep people looking old, according to common sense, even if he was as strong as Master and Ji Qiuyang, he could barely guarantee that his appearance was not so old. And he Qingjiu, just because he went to Yunmeng Mountain, with the holy relics of this holy mountain, he was able to maintain his appearance for decades, which really made him a little puzzled.

Especially after returning from Fengwu Mountain, he learned that the person who took them up the mountain at the beginning was only in the middle realm to open the sky, which made him even more puzzling.

The opening of the middle realm is really good, but it can't keep people ageless.

Therefore, he not only needed to defeat Xu Changan because of the heart knot, but also because he needed to find the person who took them to Yunmeng Mountain through Xu Changan.

He knew that his fate was certainly not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Qing Jiu looked at this bustling city and was also slightly shocked. Between the markets, the arrangement is neat, even if it is a road, it can also allow eight horses to go together. As for the streets, they are even more lively, whether they are big merchants or small traders, they are all crowded together, and as for the goods, there are everything, there are animal skins and furs from the snow-capped mountains of the far west, and there are also rare treasures from the South China Sea, even the bows and arrows from the northern barbarians. There is even milk wine, from Beiban to Chang'an, and ice cellars have been built along the way. When it is sent to Chang'an, it is warmed on the stove, and it is authentic Beiban milk wine. Of course, these can only be enjoyed by large families with power or wealth.

This is the West Market, the West Market of Chang'an.

Qing Jiu naturally came here not to feel the prosperity, but to find someone.

He looked at the crowd and frowned, it was only noon at this time, it was still early before the closure of the East and West Markets, and it was really difficult to find someone now.

But because of things

The market is relatively large, so there are many small tea shops and restaurants on the edge of the market, which are specially used for people to eat and chat.

Qing Jiu found a tea shop, asked for a pot of tea, and squinted at the lively West Market with a plate of melon seeds.

He hadn't been so leisurely for a long time, sitting quietly alone, watching the excitement of others.

When it was getting late and the wind was getting cooler, Qing Jiu touched it from his arms, put a few taels of silver on the table, and walked out of the door.

Because it was almost time to close at this time, the West Market was in a mess. Of course, there are also a lot of people in standard clothes who are cleaning. As far as the eye can see, there are only more than 20 left, and it seems a little lonely in this wide western market.

He glanced over and saw that the rest of the vendors were busy collecting the goods, and there was only one place, where the goods were stacked high, but there was no one in sight.

Qing Jiu walked in front of the goods, and said in a deep voice: "May I ask if there is fur here." ”

The man didn't show his head, only a dull voice came into Qing Jiu's ears.

"Yes, I have all kinds of fur, I don't know what you want?"

"Kirin armor and willow scales. ”

Hearing this, Qing Jiu clearly saw the unknown goods raised high in the sky swaying twice, and after falling into a short silence, the voice sounded again.

"These things are superb, what price do you pay?"

"The most precious skin. ”

"What skin?"

"Human skin. ”

Hearing this, the person hiding behind the goods immediately poked his head out, a thin old man with sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and his eyes still exuded essence.

Qing Jiu didn't talk nonsense, and directly showed a token, and the little old man took the token with both hands, like a treasure, and then returned it to Qing Jiu with both hands.

"We have been preparing for the above, and we are waiting for you to come back. But ......"

Qing Jiu's eyes lit up, and he looked at the little old man, who only felt that he was being targeted by a wolf, and hurriedly took two steps back.

"There's a man up there, and if you'd like to see it, you can meet it. ”

Qing Jiu waved his sleeves and said, "I don't want to." ”

The little old man peeked at Qing Jiu, and then said, "Then the night after three days, the adults will go to the three outside the city."

Wait there in the stream, there is a peach grove there, easy to recognize. ”

"Where are you going to wait for news?" Qing Jiu frowned.

"No, go see the person you want to meet. ”

When Qing Jiu heard this, he glanced at the little old man with a deep meaning, Zhan Xu was not simple, he was able to arrange it before he arrived.

After Qing Jiu left the word "line", he walked away.

......

Night, inn.

The little old man stood respectfully in front of Wang Huihai.

"My lord, he didn't want to, so he ......"

Wang Huihai stretched out his hand and stopped the little old man's words.

"He's just worried that we're not helping him get things done, but we're getting him in trouble. But, Xu Chang'an, he's mine!" Wang Huihai said, his eyes revealing essence.