Chapter Two Hundred and Seven: Dead Ends and Rich Roads
"Master, are we going to the Sand Sea?" Inside the Liuli Pavilion, the second disciple looked at the outside and suddenly became lively, and couldn't help but feel throbbing and said to the main body of the Liuli Pavilion.
"I don't know if Qi Suyu also entered the sand sea, and whether this incident has anything to do with him. The pavilion master seemed to mutter, after all, it was he who told Qi Suyu that the second apprentice had seen the figure of Xu Nanshan in the vicinity of the sand sea.
"Let's go, let's take a look!" the pavilion master sighed and said to his disciple.
"Yes, Master, but the disciple has received the news that Zhen Gongyang, the old ghost of Candle Sand, and the mountain monkey and many other masters have already set off for the journey. The second disciple replied.
"They missed it the last time Tianbao came out, and this time they must be indispensable. The pavilion master did not show any surprise about this matter, and said: "Is there any news of the loss of half immortals?" ”
As the strongest in this room, the relict half-immortal naturally has to pay attention to him from time to time.
"Not really, it seems that no one has seen him for more than a month, and there is no news of Fu Qingkong. The second disciple replied.
"For more than a month?" The pavilion master's heart suddenly sank, didn't Qi Su Yu just go for more than a month, could it be that the Lost Half Immortal and Fu Qing Kong were all tracking Qi Su Yu?
"Quick, get out of here. The pavilion master threw down the object in his hand and beckoned away.
In just a few days, this Yanpu town in the western border was suddenly crowded with people, and those with a little wealth and status either chartered inns and inns, or bought farmhouses. The local people are willing to build a shed in the suburbs for a while, because they know that this excitement is only temporary, and when the limelight passes, these masters will never succumb to their own houses again, and when the time comes, they will be able to go back again, and they will get a lot of money in vain, and they will be happy when they think about it.
Of course, there are also many people who take the money and move to the inland hinterland, if they can buy a house in the big town of the Central Plains and settle down, it will be regarded as a glorious ancestor.
For a time, the price of a slightly larger and slightly better house in Yanpu Town has reached a thousand taels of silver and is not available, and there are even more bold people who spend thousands of dollars, some people see this financial road, hire a lot of locals, cut new wood to build a new house, and are ready to make a lot of money, after all, these heroes will never do such rough work as building a house by themselves.
Even the tooth man who sells cattle, sheep and piglets on weekdays has become a tooth man who introduces houses to outsiders.
But the vast majority of those who arrived were probably shy, or the houses here were already out of price and had to huddle in sheltered pits for the night.
"Big brother, it's cold. A young man on the edge of the pit said to the middle-aged rugged man at the innermost.
"Good brother, bear with me, when they go to the sea of sand, it will be our chance to get rich. The rugged man finished wrapping the padded jacket around his body a little tighter.
Somehow these days, the popularity has become hot, and the weather has become cold.
"Big brother, you should tell us more, what is the way to make a fortune? I am hungry and cold every day, don't make a fortune, I will explain it first. Another man in the pit said with a mournful cry.
"Look at your unproductive appearance. The rugged man took out a pancake from the padded jacket bag on the face of the man who was still crying, beckoned again, and motioned for a few people to come over, before whispering: "You say, what is in the sea of sand?"
"Needless to say, of course it's a mulberry tree, but big brother, look at this Yanpu town inside and out, let alone tens of thousands of people, which one is not stronger than us, we are really going to go, I'm afraid we can't even touch a leaf." The mourning man said.
", what do you want to do with that broken tree and broken leaves, with your minds, there is no future in this life. The rugged man sighed.
"Don't, big brother, you can be plain, we're all here, naturally we want to do a good job, but you have to tell us what to do. The young man said.
"Come on, let me tell you this, what are so many people out there doing?
"There will be a fight. The mourning man said.
"What about the fight?" the rugged man asked.
"People will die. This time the young man answered.
"That's right. The rugged man patted the young man's head with satisfaction, and said, "Look at these uncles, they are willing to spend thousands of taels of silver to buy a dilapidated house with leaky air on all sides, which one is not full of money." ”
After speaking, he said in a lower voice: "We just need to follow up, and if we see a dead person, we will search his body, then the money on his body is not ours?"
After listening to the rough man's words, several people suddenly opened their mouths, and they gave a thumbs up.
This pit is not far from the sea of sand, and not far from the front, you can see the shadow of the deep sea of sand, this person is naturally Sihuangru, that is, the initiator of spreading the news of the mulberry tree.
"Is that kid dead or not. Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Sihuangru.
Sihuangru turned around in shock, only to see a cold woman behind her, with clear eyes, holding a sword, wrapped in a black suit, giving people a feeling of being sharp and refreshing, and there was also a faint danger.
"Senior, but you're talking to me?" asked Sihuang if she didn't understand what this person meant.
"Is there a third person here? Just tell me if the kid is dead. The sword-wielding woman asked repeatedly.
"The kid in the mouth of the predecessor is Qi Su Yu?" asked Si Huangru rhetorically.
"Hmm. The sword-wielding woman nodded.
"I don't know who the predecessor is the chess boy?" asked Si Huangru again.
"Don't be verbose, just answer my questions. The woman holding the sword frowned slightly, and said impatiently.
"Since the seniors don't say it, the juniors naturally can't say it either. Sihuang said in a resolute tone.
"I don't think you're dead, otherwise how would you spread the news and attract so many people. The sword-wielding woman suddenly frowned and said leisurely.
"How do you know it's me?" Sihuang was a little surprised, the news was spread by her, but it was extremely hidden, and no one would find the roots.
"What I want to know, I know. "Revenge said coldly.
It turned out that Fu Qingkong also met the relict half-immortal tracking Qi Su Yu outside the glazed pavilion, so she followed all the way, but she did not enter the sand sea like the relict half-immortal. It's just that Qi Suyu and Sihuang are walking together in the town, so naturally they can't hide it from her.
Sihuang was also shocked in his heart when he was like this, since Fu Qingkong knew that the news was scattered by himself, why did he find that the first question he asked was about Qi Su Yu, instead of asking Mulberry Tree?
Could it be that in the heart of Fuqingkong, Qi Suyu is more important than the mulberry tree, so who is she from Qi Suyu, looking at the appearance of Fuqingkong, although people can't see the signs of color decay, but from Meiyu's demeanor, it seems that she is not young. I only know that Qi Su Yu has a master and an uncle, and I haven't heard of any other relatives, and judging from the name of Qi Su Yu in the back of the love of the air, it must not be a relative, isn't it an enemy?
Sihuang thought about it and didn't have an answer, and was trying to say a perfunctory sentence, but he didn't want the person who was standing in front of him alive just now, but he disappeared at the moment.
Another unfathomable senior, a master in the world, is there so many?
When will she be able to reach such a state, Sihuang thought to herself.