Drink the "cloud mist to wake up the brain". Lu Xingyun's face gradually became bloody. It's as if I've really been hit by a miasma. In fact, only Lu Xingyun himself knows. It's hungry. From last night to now, it has been seven or eight hours, to say the least. I haven't eaten for so long, and the ghost is starving to death.

After lunch. Lu Xingyun walked out of the inn.

Lu Xingyun's identity was originally a rich boy who traveled in the mountains and rivers. Although now, it is discovered. However, Lu Xingyun did not give up this identity either. Because, Lu Xingyun has to pretend not to know. Only in this way can we not startle the snake. in order to change from passive to active. In order to investigate some things unconsciously.

For example, the identity of the third master.

"It's better to wander the streets. It's just that...... Hehe. Lu Xingyun muttered to himself.

In this way, Lu Xingyun seemed to be walking casually on the street. Looking around, looking at this, looking at that, as if there was really nothing to do.

"Boss, how can this landscape painting be sold?" Lu Xingyun asked.

I saw that the mountain peaks of this painting were beautiful, the clouds and mist were shrouded, the pavilions and pavilions loomed in it, and several unknown mountain springs shuttled in it, like the nepotism of a fairy.

"Hehe, guest officer. Good eyesight. This painting is the "Cloud and Mist Landscape" painted by the great painter Liu Mengchen of the previous generation. The shopkeeper said flatteringly.

"Yes. I finally came to Cloudy Town once. It's a souvenir. I want this painting. Lu Xingyun touched the "cloud and mist landscape map" hanging on the wall. He said without looking back. It seems that Lu Xingyun cares about this painting very much.

"Yes. Sir. You give this number. The shopkeeper stretched out three fingers to Lu Xingyun.

Without blinking his eyes, Lu Xingyun took out three silver tickets worth one thousand taels from his arms. It's like being a rich man. However, Lu Xingyun really never seemed to be short of money. But no one knows where Lu Xingyun's money came from.

It's just in these silver tickets......

When Lu Xingyun gave the shopkeeper a silver ticket, he continued, "Boss. This line is in your place. I'll pick it up when I'm gone. ”

"Guest officer. You can rest assured. I'll keep it for you. The shopkeeper hurriedly said with a smile.

Lu Xingyun reported the punch and turned to leave.

It's just that at the moment of turning around, the corner of Lu Xingyun's mouth smiled mysteriously.

The corner of the shopkeeper's mouth also smiled. It's like he's saying something.

"There are people secretly following me all the way, and it is natural that I can't be watched by people in this cloud town. It's better to be careful. Lu Xingyun thought secretly in his heart.

Lu Xingyun really thought well.

At the same time that Lu Xingyun walked out of the inn, he was indeed followed, but this time it was not the lame Dong Shan.

Even Lu Xingyun was watching in the shop where he bought paintings.

There was more than one person who was tracking, and in exchange for it, he obviously didn't want Lu Xingyun to find out.

Actually, Lu Xingyun knew that someone was following. But I don't know which one? Maybe it's right in front of my eyes. I just didn't expect it to be so much.

Lu Xingyun is a cautious person. Know that danger is always around you. Since the white-haired old man said that night that "tigers, leopards and jackals are everywhere", Lu Xingyun, who was already cautious, has a lot of eyes.

So even if someone in the store was watching, there wasn't

When Lu Xingyun came out of the calligraphy and painting shop. The stalker also walked out of the shop to a house in the town.

"Boss. Then Lu Xingyun just bought a painting. There was nothing out of the ordinary. It's just ......," said the shop's eyeliner.

"Just what?" said a muffled voice. If Lu Xingyun was here, he would not be surprised. For this man is none other than him. Yes, this person is the lame Dong Shan. Except for Dong Shan, who else can have so many well-trained eyeliner. It's not surprising to think about.

"It's just that Lu Xingyun didn't take the painting. Say what it is, you have to wait until you are gone to get it. The eyeliner said curtly.

"Yes. There you go. The lame Dong Shan said gloomily.

"It's nothing. Lu Xingyun was originally an elegant person. It's normal to buy a painting and not take it with you. I just don't want to bother. It seems that this Lu Xingyun is nothing special. The lame Dong Shan laughed to himself.

It's just that Lu Xingyun at this time doesn't know where he has turned.

Cloudtown isn't big, but it's not small either. After all, Lu Xingyun just arrived here yesterday. Although, Lu Xingyun took a turn yesterday.

I spent an afternoon wandering around the town, until the sun was about to set. Lu Xingyun walked on the way back to the inn.

On the way, I passed by the nameless house of last night.

"Who the hell are these three masters? Let's wait for news from the East. Lu Xingyun shook his head and walked over slowly.

This Dongfang is no one else, but Dongfang Hai, the producer of today's Jianghu "Celebrity List". This "Celebrity List" records all the information of all kinds of famous people. Whether you are a swordsman or a snitch, righteous or evil. As long as there is a little fame, they will appear on this "Celebrity List". This "Celebrity List" will not be made public. The world only knows the "Celebrity List". Of course, there are also people who have tried to snatch this "Celebrity List", but these people died inexplicably. Over time, no one in Dongfang Hai dared to provoke. Dongfang Hai doesn't have many friends, but Lu Xingyun is indeed one of them.

At this time, the remnant sun is like blood. In addition, the fog in Cloud Town is relatively large in the evening, as if it is really blood mist.

It was as if something was going on in Cloudtown, and many people were whispering.

Lu Xingyun didn't care, now he has a big head. Think about it too. Lu Xingyun is here to find Zizhu Mountain. Now I don't have a clue at all, and there are so many more troubles. Lu Xingyun is not afraid of trouble, and if he is afraid of trouble, he is not Lu Xingyun. But at the moment he is really not in a good mood.

Lu Xingyun returned to the inn.

The proprietress was still so coquettish and greeted the guests. Seeing Lu Xingyun come back, he seemed to be very happy. didn't greet him, just glanced at Lu Xingyun with a deep meaning. It seems to have a bit of a schadenfreude flavor.

Ah Xiang is still Ah Xiang, still running around to greet guests. Dong Shan, the lame man in the corner, didn't know where he had gone.

Lu Xingyun looked at the inn, and there were many more people inexplicably. Quite a few people in the rivers and lakes.

"It is said that on the fifth day of May next month, the old Zhuang of "Zixia Villa" will celebrate his 60th birthday. At the same time, the heirs of the next owner are announced. A swordsman said.

"This new owner must be the son of the old owner. The other continued.

The inn was also very lively at this time.

"The old owner of this "Zixia Villa" is only sixty, why is he about to announce the heir so soon?" Lu Xingyun wondered in his heart.