In order to confirm what Chen Chuan said, Baili Yuheng walked into an inn in three steps and two steps.

He is quite familiar with this inn, and he has often come to Beishang City in recent years, and occasionally chooses to stay in the hotel to rest, so after entering, he found the shopkeeper and asked.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man, with a beard, smiling at the guests sitting in the inn eating, all the tables were full, and he had earned a lot of silver these days.

"Shopkeeper, why are there so many people all of a sudden? Is there any news?"

Seeing the old customer Baili Yuheng, the shopkeeper immediately responded respectfully: "Most of them are from Luosha Prefecture, some are to escape the war, and some are moving with their families. ”

"Is there any news from Donglinzhou?" Baili Yuheng seemed to be very concerned about the situation in Donglinzhou.

"In Donglin Prefecture, like Luosha Prefecture, there are wars, and those monks who are resting say that it is because of the end of the Warcraft War. "The shopkeeper is just a mortal, and these messages are also heard from the guests every day.

After hearing this, Baili Yuheng clenched his fists and sighed helplessly, his face was solemn and sad.

Chen Chuan, who followed Baili Yuheng into the inn, asked with concern: "Uncle Yuheng, what's wrong?"

Baili Yuheng patted Chen Chuan on the shoulder, and said as he walked outside the inn: "You and Chen Feng will go to the Chen family's residence first, and I will go to sell the silver stone." ”

After finishing speaking, he quickly shuttled into the street, and disappeared into the brightly lit streets of Beishangcheng in the blink of an eye, Chen Chuan and the others were confused, and they didn't know what was going on.

Baili Yuheng's abnormal behavior made Chen Chuan lose interest in watching the night view of Beishang City, and followed Chen Feng, and the two walked through the streets of the eastern district of Beishang City.

The eastern area is the area where the monks live and live, and along the way, Chen Chuan saw all kinds of cultivators, some were doing transactions, some were wandering around, some were drinking, making friends, and chatting.

"This is Beishang City, there are colorful places of wind and moon, those mundane things have hooked the hearts and souls of many monks, and those who are not strong-minded will sink here. Chen Feng pointed to an attic called 'Chunhua Building' and said.

"I read in the books that the nuns here are also there to earn spirit stones. Chen Chuan said.

"It's all arranged by the big family, and the spirit stones earned end up in the big family's pockets. "Chen Feng knows Beishang City very well, and she does know more about these things than Chen Chuan.

"I see......"

Although the two walked quickly, along the way, Chen Feng also told Chen Chuan a lot about the power structure of the Eastern District, especially when passing by the shops of the Zhang family, the Duan family, and the Fu family, Chen Feng gave an important introduction.

Beishang City is jointly managed by the Zhang family, the Fu family, and the Duan family of the seven major families in Xiliangzhou, so the shops of these three families almost monopolize the cultivation resources of the entire Beishang City.

Looking at those magnificent shops, Chen Chuan had to sigh and shake his head, especially when he saw the rows of medicinal materials displayed in the Duan family's medicinal herb shop from the outside, and any row of them was more than the entire Chen family's family business.

Passing through the most prosperous market in the Eastern District, the two entered a rather deserted street, and the attics on both sides of this street were a little shimmering and a little dark.

And Chen Feng's footsteps stopped in front of a dark attic, and Chen Chuan looked at the plaque in the attic, which read two words 'Chen family'.

"Why is there no one?" Chen Chuan asked.

"They may be asleep, or they are cultivating. Chen Feng knocked on the somewhat dilapidated wooden door a few times.

After a while, the sound of a swishing shuttle came out of it, followed by a man's voice asking, "Who?"

"I'm your Sister Chen Feng. Chen Feng smiled lightly.

Hearing Chen Feng's voice, the movement inside was even louder, and the sound of footsteps on the ground was clearly audible, almost rushing to open the door.

......The door opened, and Chen Chuan saw a familiar and unfamiliar figure.

It was a young man with a slightly slanted right eye, who was dumbfounded, and the young man looked at Chen Chuan with slanted eyes, his body trembling slightly.

"Brother Chen Zhen, I'm Chen Chuan. Chen Chuan whispered, Chen Zhen in his memory was sunny and chic, not like this at all, a trace of tears instantly appeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his arm to hug Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen grinned, turned around and said, "Xiao Chuanzi, come in." ”

Chen Chuan's heart ached, he always remembered the brother who played with him behind his back when he was a child, although the two were not biological brothers, they were a little closer than biological brothers.

"Don't disturb the old lady's cultivation. Before Chen Chuan stepped on the threshold, a voice suddenly came from the second floor of the attic, an old woman's voice.

This voice Chen Chuan is too familiar, this is the voice of Aunt Chen Meize, although it is a little more vicissitudes than before, he still hears it.

"Nephew Chen Chuan visited his aunt. Chen Chuan stepped into the attic quickly, bending down and clenching his fists at the stairs.

There was no response from Chen Meize upstairs, and after waiting for a long time and not hearing any movement, Chen Feng patted Chen Chuan and whispered, "Auntie may be cultivating, let's not disturb her." ”

Chen Chuan sighed, straightened up and observed the layout of the attic, although it was pitch black in the room, as a monk on the third floor of qi refining, the night could not cover his eyes.

The whole attic floor, the layout is very simple, there are two rows of bamboo chairs in the hall, there are three in each row, and there is a spirit tablet enshrined on the central desk, on which a Chen character is written.

At this time, Chen Zhen was already sitting on the bamboo chair, looking at the dark ground with slanted eyes, looking a little nervous and cramped.

Chen Chuan slowly came to the chair opposite Chen Zhen and sat down, he looked at Chen Zhen quietly, and the two brothers sat quietly like this.

Chen Feng stood in the hall, about to speak, but before she could say anything, she suddenly turned around and walked outside the attic, because she sensed Baili Yuheng's breath.

Sure enough, when Chen Feng opened the door, Baili Yuheng just raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Uncle Yu Heng, you're back. Chen Feng was on one side, meaning to let Baili Yuheng enter the attic.

Baili Yuheng's face was solemn, he looked inside, and did not enter the attic, but said to Chen Feng: "I have to go back to Zhaobi Mountain tonight, you send me back." ”

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Chen Feng asked puzzled.

"I can't tell you for a while, let's go. Baili Yuheng urged.

"Okay, I'll tell Chen Chuan. ”

Chen Feng informed Chen Chuan that Baili Yuheng was going back to Zhaobi Mountain, Chen Chuan didn't ask anything, Baili Yuheng wanted to go back, there must be something important, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed back to Zhaobi Mountain at night.

Chen Feng also specially told Chen Zhen that he must be optimistic about Chen Chuan and not let Chen Chuan go out for a stroll.

After Chen Feng and Baili Yuheng left, there were only two Chen Chuan brothers left on the first floor of the attic, and the two of them didn't speak, just sat quietly like that, and this sitting was a whole night, until there was a noisy sound on the street outside.