Somewhere in the lower part of Star City, next to them were dilapidated houses, shantytowns, and even a few little beggars lying on the corners, their clothes were in tatters, leaning on the wall and snoring, the moonlight was like water, and silver poured on their faces, but it was difficult to wash away the stains on them, but it made the mottled black form a greater contrast with the skin.

The streets are full of all kinds of debris, there are scrapped trolley racks, there are also canopies extending from the next house, and there are many rubble and gravel, and the road is full of potholes, and the sewage in them is rippling, emitting an unspeakable stench, which may be the rainwater left over from not long ago, or the domestic sewage of the residents next to it, or more likely the body fluids discharged by these beggars.

Originally, the road design was estimated to only allow one carriage to pass, and in this case, it was even narrower, and even the horse under Chu Mo's crotch could not accommodate it.

Chu Mo turned over and dismounted, patted the sweet potato's head, and said softly: "Find a place to play by yourself, pay attention to safety." ”

The sweet potato lowered his head, blinked his eyes, and turned away with a crisp step, and after a while, the sound of the horse's hooves became more urgent, and gradually disappeared.

Chu Mo cautiously walked through beggars, piles of debris, and potholes on the road, turned several similar alleys and alleys, and finally stopped in front of a tavern, the tavern had no signboards, and there was no one waiting outside, the door was ajar, and the dim light extended from the inside to the alley outside.

The air smells of alcohol, spices, and low-quality fats, and of course more than all of these smells add up to – the smell of sweat.

Chu Mo pulled the brim of his cloak, pushed open the door and strode in, there was a large group of people playing dice together, from time to time making obscenities that were either excited or frustrated, another table was playing cards, and there were three drunks lying on the table, surrounding a table of scraps.

Behind the counter was a fat mother-in-law, her long water-red dress was propped up by her breasts like a hill, her face was like a hibiscus, and she had to add one word - leaf (hibiscus means lotus), her eyes were half-closed, her face was covered with thick fat powder, and she was as white as the moon in the sky, of course, including size and shape.

Seeing Chu Mo coming in, she opened one eye, her head was still drooping on the counter, and she said lifelessly: "It's late, don't open a group, squeak if you want to drink, if you want to have fun, go over there......"

After that, he closed his eyes again, and there was no movement.

Chu Mo shook his head, found a table by the window and sat down, and after a while, a little ghost came out of the inner kitchen rubbing his eyes, he was thirteen or fourteen years old, thin and short, wearing a small blue cloth round hat on his head, and a white towel on his shoulder.

The little ghost glanced around the lobby, and finally found Chu Mo sitting next to the gambling table, he trotted over, took off the towel on his shoulder and wiped the table vigorously, and smiled embarrassedly: "This master, I'm sorry, the cook has gone to sleep, and now the store only serves alcohol." ”

"Then come to the half-catty bar, and ask for the best. ”

"Okay, I'll be here soon, but this master, see if you can ...... first"

"Silver, isn't it?"

"A hundred star money. ”

Star money is a currency issued by the Star Alliance, Chu Mo can't figure out how much it is, and he doesn't have this kind of currency on him, but he knows that no matter where he is, silver and gold must be common.

He took out a piece of broken silver and put it on the table, and said, "Do you think that's enough?"

Xiao Er checked the silver, "Enough, enough!"

"Well, go ahead. ”

After a while, Xiao Er came up with a big bowl, and before he arrived, Chu Mo smelled the mellow aroma in the bowl, originally he called Xiao Er the best wine, but he just said it by the way, afraid that Xiao Er would take some fakes mixed with water to perfunctory him, and he didn't expect to meet any really good wine in this small shop, after all, this was just a tavern in the most remote and dilapidated place in the lower city.

But this overflowing aroma of wine aroused his curiosity, he picked up the bowl and put it to his lips and took a sip lightly, and then put it down: "Qingwei is sweet, the aftertaste is long, it is really good wine, you didn't fool me." ”

Xiao Er heard Chu Mo's praise, and his face showed a look of pride: "That's not, don't look at our small shop, but this wine is famous in the entire Xiacheng District, and it is said that the head of Beihemen more than thirty years ago praised it in person." ”

Beihemen is a medium-sized sect under the Star Alliance, and its sphere of influence is between the Star Cities of Baishui City, Chu Mo also passed by Beihe City on the way to Star City, in Star City, the head of Beihe Gate is not a giant, but in the eyes of people like Xiao Er, it is also a great big man, and a word of praise is enough to make the people in the tavern brag for decades.

After Xiao Er left, Chu Mo drank a glass of wine alone while thinking about his next move.

He didn't care too much about the Prancing Horse Inn, although most of the people standing behind such a big inn were giants in the Star Alliance, but the roads in the lower city of Star City were full of twists and turns, mixed with fish and dragons, and people from three religions and nine streams were crowded here, and he used secret techniques to eliminate the breath left along the way, and it was not easy for the Star Alliance to find him.

What he really cared about was another thing, when he was in Lin Gang, in addition to Temu Ling, he also heard another news about the Sword Gate, that is, a month before the Sword Gate disappeared, his senior brother "Moon Breaking Sword" Zhao Wuyu had appeared in Star City, killed three mysterious Shenzhao Realm masters and left.

These two things were the only news about the Sword Gate that Chu Mo had gotten so far.

Temu Ling was now on his chest, but he didn't have a clue about his senior brother.

There was only so much information he had heard, neither saying what Zhao Wuyu had come to Star City for, nor who the three Shenzhao masters were, and even asking many people from Star City along the way, and the result he got was that he had never heard of such a thing.

Shenzhao masters, that are the figures who stand at the top of the cultivation world, each of them has a prominent identity, a lofty status, and can have a significant impact on the general trend of the world.

Chu Mo himself is just an innate peak, although he is only one step away from the Divine Illumination Realm, this step is like a heavenly moat, and he doesn't know when he will be able to step out.

And his cultivation is enough to make him rampant in the rivers and lakes, and the heads of various sects dare not despise it, and Bai Sheng, the mad sword of Baishui City, is an example.

What's more, what his senior brother did in Star City also made him puzzled, killing three Shenzhao masters, he believed that his senior brother had this ability, but generally speaking, sword disciples would not easily kill people, unless it was a demon.

For example, Chu Mo was assassinated by Bai Qiang's faction in Naga Temple, and in the end, he only told Bai Sheng what Bai Qiang had done, and the two assassins were transferred at the same time.