And it was dusk, and the sun was sinking. In the curfew in the city, the voices of people gradually fell apart, and the lights were sparse. Some streets were deserted except for the night breeze, while others seemed to have just woken up from a long day's slumber.

Shanghe City, Dongfang.

The lantern that gradually lights up is the neon dress of this newly awakened monster, the sound of the clattering carriage is the roar of the joints when it stretches its limbs, and the countless wealthy nobles passing through it are the blood flowing in its veins, and the countless gold and silver and more valuable natural treasures scattered by these wealthy nobles are naturally the most delicious food nutrients, nourishing this monster that never knows how to be satisfied, twisting, growing, and then exuding a more powerful attraction, gathering more gold and silver treasures into their own abdomen.

If the West Fang represents the ordinary and unremarkable day of Shanghe City, which is constantly repeated day after day, bright and full of fireworks, which is pitiful and intimate, then the East Fang represents the corrupt but inseparable nightless under the glamour of Shanghe City.

On weekdays, the wealthy giants who are hidden in the courtyard of the deep mansion and are difficult to see have taken the frame and quietly set off from the side door of the mansion, just like the ordinary people who are running around in Xifang during the day to make a living, under this piece of Chinese lanterns, the crowds are crowded.

The roadside stalls on the street are filled with antiques, calligraphy and paintings that do not know the origin and do not distinguish the authenticity.

In the window, there is an elixir treasure that is worth enough for ordinary people to get away with it for a lifetime.

Behind the high-walled compound is a place where only those who have enough status and wealth are eligible to enter, and during this time, it is occasionally seen that only the cultivator world can produce outputs, and I don't know why the magic weapon of the outer world is lost. Some can protect a family from falling for several lifetimes, while others may cause the disaster of killing and destroying the door, so that the entire family will be destroyed and will never be able to turn over.

But if there is only one thing in common, it is that all these serendipitous calamities exude an irrepressible temptation for ordinary mortals.

This temptation even attracts wealthy businessmen in other cities within a radius of thousands of miles, pouring like a tide, using the output of the family for several years or even more than ten years to gamble on a chance to soar.

There is a saying in Shanghe City, which is called one day in the East and one year in the West. The meaning couldn't be clearer - the amount of gold and silver in the East Square overnight is enough to cover the output of all the bright businesses in the West Square in a year.

This is the center of the circulation of wealth, and in many cases pure wealth has lost its meaning here, and only certain existences beyond the scope of wealth can attract sufficient attention.

Changning and Lu Ming changed out of the soft and comfortable muslin clothes they usually walked on the streets, and changed into water-colored brocade robes that matched the atmosphere of Dongfang, blending in with the crowd, walking side by side and occasionally stopping to look at the objects on the stalls.

The brocade robe is the sword mound system, the waterfall dark pattern, if in the daytime, under the sunshine, the brocade clothes move with the person, the dark pattern reflects the sun, and the agility is like the flow of living water. At night, although the sky is extinguished, but the lights at both ends of the long street are lined up one after another, and this long robe seems to have a hidden undercurrent under the flickering candle flames, which makes people look at it at a glance and have more awe out of thin air.

Lu Ming covered her face with a light veil, the temperament she showed at the moment was noble and abnormal, mixed with the iron-blooded breath of the sword mound, although she was not tall, she was still a girl, but she was full of aura, which made people dare not look directly.

Changning's hair was simply tied up, and he was holding a wooden hairpin in his uprightness, and he was carrying a long sword behind his back. The whole person is tall and vigorous, like a sharp blade ready to be out of the body at any time, sharp and so sharp that the viewer's eyes are difficult to open.

Although the lights are bright, the faces of the two of them seem to be obscured by the shadows that do not disperse all year round, faintly, in a trance, which makes people unreal.

The timid and slightly weaker people just glanced at the combination of the two, and consciously avoided the side to make way out, bold enough and qualified enough to be arrogant, as early as before entering the East Fang, they had already learned through some channel that there would be these two Buddhas into the world, and the smarter ones faintly guessed the identities of the two of them, and even let go of the roadside, bending down slightly, as for those visitors from other places who are not yet in the country, they will not come forward to provoke without knowing whether they are alive or dead.

For a while, the two of them were like boats breaking through the sea, branching out a path in the crowd and moving forward comfortably.

"Isn't it majestic?"

"Senior sister is majestic, and she comes from all directions. ”

"Okay, my mouth is getting sweeter. ”

"Where...... then Changning stopped and asked in a low voice, "Is this here?"

The names of the streets and alleys in the east square are engraved with wooden signs, painted with cinnabar, and nailed to the walls. On a wall next to the two, the three words of Dust Lane are hidden among a few messy bricks.

Turning in, there are obviously a lot fewer people, and it is obvious that the breath of these people is a lot more obscure. Maybe not all of them are cultivators, but there are also some people who are mortals but have the art of refining the body in their families, and those who do not practice but have the opportunity to be contaminated with Taoist rhyme all year round. So just a corner away, Changning understood that here and outside were already two worlds.

Rao is like this, and the appearance of Changning Luming and the others still caused a lot of shock. After all, between a group of wild road cultivators, the temperament of Changning and Lu Ming seemed to be as bright as the stars. Some of those who dared to use Dao power to probe, bumped into the body protection sword of the Luming four-step realm, and snorted to suppress the reverse blood, so they didn't dare to be reckless. And Changning, who is obviously only in the three-step herringbone realm, has a killing aura that escapes unconsciously, and it is still terrifying.

As soon as the two of them turned into the dust washing alley, a young man in Tsing Yi trotted forward and asked, "Do you want to go to the small archway?" My master has instructed that if you see two distinguished guests, I will lead the way. ”

"Do you recognize us?" Changning said curiously.

"A man and a woman, looking sharper than the fairy sword hidden by the old man's family. The little one has been waiting for so long since sunset, and the two of them must be there. ”

Changning nodded, followed behind the little guy, and asked casually as he walked, "Who is your master?"

"The master is the master, from the time the small archway opened, everyone called him the master. The lord manages some things that are related to the immortals of the Tao, and also helps to inquire about some trivial secrets, and if the two of them are in need, they can also come to drink tea and chat. The news that the master inquired about has not been missed in all these years. ”

Changning Luming glanced at each other, unconcealing the surprise in his heart. In this way, today's so-called ancient small cave mansion may still be just an appetizer, and this intelligence organization called the small archway is the real person behind the scenes who can invite the Shanghe town guard to be a lobbyist.

And to be able to maneuver among a group of cultivators with ease, and even expose such inconsequential or important information to be safe and sound, this master's ability is probably much greater than the two of them imagined.