Soon, under the leadership of Xiao Er, Jian Li went up to the second floor again, walked into a messy room and sat down.

When Xiao Er's figure disappeared completely, Jian Li stood up from the straw mat.

Push open the door, and the aisle is quiet on both sides. Jian Li looked left and right, and there were only about a dozen rooms on both sides.

The doors of every room were closed, and there was not the slightest sound inside.

Jian Li walked out of the door and walked cautiously along the aisle.

In the rooms on the left, he noticed the two big men he had met before.

The two of them seemed to be secretly discussing something together, and when Jian Li passed by, their voices suddenly stopped, and they listened to the door with their ears pricked up, looking very alert.

Jian Li's footsteps did not stop for the slightest, and walked towards the passage on the right.

There was only one room in the room on the right, one old and one young, the old one seemed to be seriously injured, lying on the straw mat and enduring the pain, and the few were wiping their tears and feeding medicine.

Both of them tried to keep their voices low, as if they were hiding from some enemy.

At the end of the passage, Jian Li had already used his mental power to investigate all the rooms on the second floor, but still did not find Bao Zichu's figure.

Jian Li frowned.

Could it be that the person who sent the news to himself was deceiving himself?

Or has he already left the "Immortal Fragrance Pavilion" again?

Either way, it wasn't what Jian Li wanted, and he didn't have much time left. If you can't get the alchemy furnace from the black market tonight, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Jian Li was just about to turn around and leave, when a slight footstep suddenly came from the stairs not far away.

Jian Li turned his head suspiciously, only to see a graceful figure slowly walking out of the stairs at the end of the passage.

"No! I remember that the staircase leading to the second floor was on the far left of the passageway, and when did such a staircase appear on the right......?

The curvaceous figure quickly walked to the passage, and when he looked up slightly, he saw Jian Li not far away, and his steps were subconsciously paused.

The curvaceous figure is wrapped in a black dress, and there is a black draped hat on his head, which makes it difficult to see the face.

"It turned out to be her!" Jian Li, who was bowing his head not far away, was shocked when he saw the woman's figure, although the woman was wrapped very tightly, but Jian Li's spiritual power was so keen, he still instantly noticed the woman's identity.

"It's Yin Yujia, why is she here?"

"As a disciple of the Hidden Pavilion, it stands to reason that she will not appear here, unless there is something important that deserves her personal action, what will it be?"

Yin Yujia on the opposite side didn't stay in place for too long, although the rich middle-aged man not far away made her suspicious, but she was not an eventful person.

After walking a few more steps, she stopped at the door of the penultimate room.

Opening the door, Yin Yujia walked in.

Sensing that Yin Yujia's figure disappeared into the passage, Jian Li did not stop and walked quickly towards the stairs.

He had a hunch that Bao Zi Chu was at the bottom of this staircase, and Yin Yujia Bacheng also came to find Bao Zi Chu.

It was pitch black under the mahogany staircase, as if it were a hiding place for some felon.

The staircase was very long, and Jian Li suspected that it seemed to lead straight underground, and he took every step carefully, slowly reaching the end of the staircase.

On both sides of the stairs were piles of damaged tables, chairs and benches, giving off a rotten, musty smell.

Directly in front of a pitch-black door, made of unknown materials, looks extremely heavy.

The sound insulation effect of the door is very good, even if Jian Li opens up the yin and yang seesaw veins and becomes more deaf and clear, he can't feel any sound inside.

"Bang bang bang!" Jian Li slapped the heavy wooden door hard.

After a few moments, no one came out to open the door.

Jian Li was not in a hurry, he could be completely sure that the people inside had not left yet.

After knocking on the door three times, a light suddenly came from Jianli's head, and Jianli subconsciously dodged.

"Who?"

A deep man's voice came from inside the door.

Jian Li looked up when he heard this, and saw that where he was standing just now, there was an extra hole of about three inches at some point, and there was light shining through the hole, and this sound came from the hole.

I wanted to follow the hole to see what was inside, but Jian Li was afraid that there would be some unpredictable danger inside.

"Acquaintance!"

Jian Li also said in a low voice.

"I have no acquaintances!"

After the person inside finished speaking, he wanted to close the hole.

"The acquaintance who sent money to the penultimate family in Qingshui Hutong on Baihu Street!"

The location where Jian Li said was the place where he met Bao Zichu last time.

The people inside were stunned, but then closed the hole.

After a few more moments, two heavy doors were slowly pushed open.

The door was opened by a middle-aged man with a sallow face and unkempt hair.

But it's obviously not a bun Chu.

However, from his figure, Jian Li still sensed a familiar shadow.

"He is also transfigurative, and his transfiguration technique is extremely skillful, if he is not at the center of his own knowledge, I am afraid that he would not have noticed this familiarity. ”

"I'm afraid you've found the wrong person, and I'm not the acquaintance you said. The middle-aged man blocked the doorway, and he didn't mean to let the sword go in.

"Looks like I've found the wrong person!" said Jian Li's chin with a smile.

"But the so-called visitor is a guest, since the host has opened the door, can you let me go in for a while?"

The middle-aged man glanced up at Jian Li, turned around and walked into the house.

Jian Li followed, and the heavy wooden door behind him closed automatically.

The room was chaotic and there was an indescribable strange smell.

Tables and chairs are placed at will, and sundries are all over the floor. If he hadn't seen this bun Chu before, Jian Li really wouldn't have been sure that this would be a person.

"Whatever you want. Bao Zichu's voice was hoarse, and he didn't know if it was on purpose, or if there was really some illness tormenting him.

Jian Li casually found a place to sit down, took out a silver ticket from his bosom and put it on the shabby table.

"This is a hundred taels of Huifeng silver tickets, which can be exchanged at any Huifeng money bank in the world. ”

Bao Zichu casually glanced at the pale yellow silver ticket on the table, and a touch of greed flashed in his eyes.

"I'm afraid there's no news here that you're looking for. ”

"I want to know how to get into the black market!" Jian Li said directly.

"Ahem......" Bao Zichu coughed heavily.

The wealthy businessman gave him a feeling that was both strange and familiar.

He should have really made a deal with him before, but with his own eyesight, he didn't even notice his identity in the slightest.

In Qingshui Hutong, Baihu Street, he only saw three people, one was the woman in black who had just left from him. There are also two, one is an elegant literati warlock, and the other is a teenage boy.

And this person in front of you, which of them will be?

Saying the purpose so directly is not like the style of either of the two.

I wanted to test it, but I thought about it and gave up.

"I only feel at ease to do my news trading, and it is better not to inquire about the rest, so as not to burn yourself. ”

Thinking of this, Bao Zichu slowly got up, walked to Jianli's side, picked up the silver ticket on the table and put it in his arms.

"Come here to find me at three o'clock tonight!"

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