Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 132 Catch the Thief!Catch the thief!
The frisbee landed outside the city gate of Lancheng, Xuanxiang stretched out his head curiously and glanced at the earth-blue city gate, then retracted his head silently.

This Lancheng...why is it different from what he imagined.

The city wall is made of clay-colored stone bricks, and the city gate is made of two tattered wooden boards. Even the crooked and painted plaque on the city gate is so dilapidated that it cannot be broken anymore.Not a single blade of grass grew at the gate of the city wall, not to mention people, not even half a frog was seen.

Xuan Xiang swallowed silently, tugged at the corner of Ning Zhao's clothes, and asked hesitantly: "Little Hehua, are you sure... are you sure this is Lancheng?"

Lancheng, one of the seven major cities in Zhongzhou, looks like this?
Didn't it say that there is a secret realm? I didn't see a monk here either!

Ning Zhao also frowned slightly. She flew the Frisbee according to the map given by Xiao Wogua in her mind. Logically speaking, she could not go wrong.

She took a few steps forward, stood under the crumbling plaque, and tried to make out the two large characters "Lancheng" with her eyes wide open.

"Hey, it says Lancheng."

Xuan Xiang scratched her head, pushed open the dilapidated wooden city gate and looked inside.

The inside of the city is completely different from the outside, it is bustling and the streets are crowded with people.

Stalls and shops are full of people coming and going.

It was still daytime, and the streets were already crowded with people.

There is A Weng, a fish seller, who keeps hawking the carp in the wooden basin; there is a blacksmith standing in the shop, swinging his hammer once and for all; Eating and beautiful candy paintings.

Ning Zhao and other talents stepped into the city gate, and someone greeted them.It was a little girl in a dusty bunt with two braids.Her tone was very familiar, "Are you a few people from other places, what do you want to do when you come to Lancheng? How long do you want to stay? We have an inn here, which is not only cheap, but also has a good living environment."

Xuan Xiang glanced at the little girl, thought for a moment, and replied: "We will stay for more than ten days."

After hearing this, the little girl rolled her eyes twice, and suddenly she leaned close to the prophet's ear, clasped her hands together, and asked softly, "Are you here to hunt for treasure in the secret realm?"

The Prophet took a step back and nodded.

"That's right, brother."

The little girl smiled knowingly, tugged at the prophet's sleeve, and was about to lead the crowd forward.

"Brother, let me tell you, this Lancheng Secret Realm only opens once in 50 years, it's a coincidence that you guys came this time!"

"The biggest inn in Lancheng is our house. You will definitely not suffer a loss if you live there."

"Aba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba..."

The little girl was still talking, and in a blink of an eye, everyone had already walked to the front of the inn she was talking about.

The inn looks very sophisticated and meticulous from the outside, and there are red lanterns hanging on the four corners, which is seriously inconsistent with the overall style of Lancheng.

There is a square plaque hanging under the door, which says "Lancheng Inn" in four flamboyant characters.

"Oh, my mission is complete. Brothers and sisters, go in and see for yourself. I have to go to the gate of the city and wait for other monks who come to Lancheng."

The little girl led everyone to the door, the soles of their feet seemed to be oiled, and they were about to leave.

Ning Zhao, who had been following the little girl and the prophet, watching the whole process silently, grabbed her sleeves, lowered his eyes, chuckled, and said, "Little sister, are you leaving now?"

"Everything you asked for fell on the floor."

The little girl looked down at the ground, and there was a simple storage bag lying at her feet, which was the one she had hidden in her sleeve.

She thanked her and bent down to pick it up.

"Hey, isn't this your storage bag?" Xuan Xiang glanced at the storage bag, and then quickly looked sideways at the prophet.

The Prophet looked cold and did not answer.

"No, no, you admitted your mistake!" The little girl picked up the storage bag and was about to run away.

Ning Zhao didn't talk nonsense, she flicked her fingers, gathered a spiritual force and flicked towards the little girl.

The little girl turned to hide, but Ning Zhao's target was not her at all, but the storage bag in her hand.

With a snap, the storage bag fell down.

The little girl had turned over and ran back into the bustling crowd.

Xuan Xiang hurriedly opened her mouth and shouted: "Catch the thief! Catch the thief!"

The people in Kelan City seemed to be surprised by the strangeness, and they all shook their heads without moving a step.

A Weng, who sells fish, is still selling fish, the master blacksmith is still swinging a sledgehammer, and the grandfather who draws sugar is still painting on glass.

The little girl was short in stature and wore inconspicuous clothes, so she disappeared into the crowd in an instant and was never seen again.

Xuan Xiang pouted, picked up the storage bag on the ground, and handed it back to the prophet.

He frowned his thick and short eyebrows, "Little Hehua, why do I feel that the residents of Lancheng are all weird?"

Ning Zhao nodded and looked around, then walked towards the Lancheng Inn.

Unexpectedly, this Lancheng inn looks tall on the outside, but the inside is full of broken tables and benches, which is rotten.

The shop waiter standing behind the long table was very enthusiastic. When he saw Ning Zhao and the others, he hurriedly greeted them. His eyes sparkled with excitement, "Three guests, are you going to be the top or staying at the shop?"

three guests?

Xuan Xiang counted on her fingers.Xiao Hehua, Chu Yu, Old Turtle, and herself, there are more than three of them, obviously four!
The shop waiter saw Xuan Xiang who was completely covered by the prophet Chu Yu, Ning Zhao and the others. He smiled and said, "Sorry, there is another guest here. It was covered just now, so I didn't see it."

Case solved.

Xuanxiang: ×&%￥#@…

"Guests, are you working at the top or staying at the hotel?"

Chu Yu, who had been silent all this time, took a step forward. While throwing the storage bag in his hand casually, he looked at the waiter in the shop, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the price for the tipping and staying in the shop?"

The shop clerk stared at the bulging storage bag, his eyes straightened.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quickly replied: "It depends on what the guests eat. Our inn can serve kings and nobles at the top, and grassroots farmers at the bottom."

"As for staying in the hotel, there are currently only two types of rooms in the store: heaven and earth, one is one tael of silver per night, and the other is 50 copper coins per night."

"Oh? Then what kind of service level do you think we should have?"

The waiter put on a smile on his face, looked at Ning Zhaoxuanxiang, the prophet of Chu Yu, flatteringly: "If you want me to say, this young man in black has an extraordinary bearing, and he looks like a dragon and phoenix among people. And this gray robe Young master, even though he is still young, his face is full of dignity."

He cleared his throat, and said, "This lady in the yellow skirt is even more unusual. You can tell that you are deliberately trying to be simple in your outfit, but ah, clothes can be changed, and the nobleness of your body can be changed." Nothing can hide it."

Xuan Xiang looked at Xiaoer Dian expectantly, blinked her eyes twice, and waited for his evaluation of herself.

The shop clerk coughed and said hesitantly: "As for this little young man, he is rich and honored at first sight, rich is indescribable!"

Ning Zhao: Got it, it means that the four of us seem to be fools with a lot of money.

　The next few chapters will make a transition, and I will soon enter the secret realm to fight monsters and upgrade
　　
　
(End of this chapter)