The Prodigies War

Lintian, who was walking along the street, also found that many eyes glanced at him all the way, and some of them were faintly greedy.

Lintian knew that his huge animal skin pocket was really eye-catching. If he was an experienced veteran, he could see what goods were hidden in it only by his eyes. Just sniff it with his nose to know what the goods were and how valuable they were.

In addition, I can't stop some people from spying on me alone.

There was a sudden agitation in the crowd in the distance, which caused many people to watch. When Lintian arrived, he saw an animal skin man who had no time to dodge. He was cut off by a monk, and the blood splashed out.

Seeing this, the onlookers were not surprised, but cheered loudly, with an attitude of watching the excitement.

"If you dare to steal things from me, you don't know how to live or die! Bah!"

The monk put away his long knife, glanced at the corpse on the ground and swaggered away.

This is killing people in the street!

But no one stopped it. Obviously, people here have long been used to this kind of thing.

Before long, I saw two guards dressed up and hurried to clean up the headless body. Only for a moment, the street resumed its previous excitement, as if the killing had never happened.

Seeing this, Lintian could not help squinting. He had roughly seen that there were no rules in Qingyang tribe, and a strong force was an indispensable condition to gain a foothold here.

Before long, Lintian saw two groups of people fighting in the street, as if they were fighting for a batch of goods, but he was soon stopped by a passing monk. The method of stopping was also very rough. He killed them directly, deterred the people with the fact of blood, and resolved the dispute in an instant.

Under prosperity, there must be a dirty undercurrent.

Lintian suddenly remembered the words of a prisoner who was imprisoned in a mine prison. At that time, he was young and didn't understand the meaning of the words.

But now walking in the Qingyang tribe, looking at the greedy eyes hidden in the prosperous atmosphere, Lintian understood the meaning of this sentence in an instant.

However, Lintian was not afraid. He had roughly judged that compared with those ordinary people, the number of practitioners was obviously small, and most of them lingered in Zhenwu, and few practitioners in Linggang territory could be seen.

If someone dared to plot their own goods, Lintian didn't mind giving the other party an unforgettable lesson.

Unfortunately, Lintian seemed to be lucky today. Even if he noticed a lot of greedy eyes on the way, no one ran out to find something.

The sky has darkened and night has fallen.

Lintian stopped in front of a building called crow Inn and threw two copper coins to the waiter to take care of the scale horse. Lintian himself entered the inn. He planned to go to the shidingzhai to exchange goods early tomorrow morning.

There are many wine tables on the first floor of the inn. At the moment, they are very lively. Many figures sit in them to eat, drink and chat loudly, which is quite noisy.

The boss is a one eyed man with a ferocious face. He is drinking lazily at this time.

When he saw Lintian coming in, many eyes in the inn lit up and fell on the huge one person high animal skin bag in Lintian's hand.

When Lintian's face was seen clearly, many people's eyes showed undisguised greed.

But there are also some people who take back their eyes very wisely. A 13-year-old boy who dares to appear here alone with this hundreds of kilograms of animal skin pocket is very eye-catching. As long as he is not stupid, he can know that this boy should be a cruel role.

"Check in?"

Asked the one eyed man sitting behind the counter absently.

"Stay."

Lintian smiled and nodded.

"Twenty copper coins a night."

The one eyed man glanced at Lintian. As soon as his voice fell, he caused a lot of laughter.

"Cyclops, you're killing customers again? Don't think about how you lost your eye."

The one eyed man ignored the laughter, just looked at Lintian and didn't explain anything from beginning to end.

"OK."

"Give me twenty Tonglin coins. Where are they?"

"It's yours tonight."

The one eyed man raised his finger to the corner of the second floor, and then drank lazily with a wine pot.

Lintian smiled, "thank you."

Turned around and carried the animal skin bag upstairs.

Looking at Lintian's figure walking into the room, a drunken fat man suddenly came to the counter and said, "this is a rare little fat sheep. He has enough goods, at least that number."

Then he stretched out four fingers and gestured in front of the one eyed man.

The one horned giant seemed to be unaware of it. He drank for himself. For a long time, he glanced at the fat man and said, "Xiao pangzi, have you been in Qingyang tribe for almost six years? It's rare to plan to stay here all his life?"

Xiao pangzi's face suddenly changed: "what do you mean?"

The one eyed man sighed and said, "listen to me, don't worry about it. It's not easy to provoke the boy."

After thinking about it, he added, "no, it's hard to mess with."

Xiao pangzi's look changed. He smiled bitterly for a long time and said, "I see." Turn around and leave.

The one eyed man narrowed his eyes and watched the fat Xiao walk out of the inn. His words had already been said. Whether the fat man understood or not had nothing to do with him.

The one horned man picked up his glass, looked at the ripples of amber wine and murmured, "it's not peaceful recently..."

……

At the same time, Wu's firm.

As one of the leading firms of Qingyang tribe, Wu's firm can be called rich and powerful with a strong foundation. The boss behind it is said to be a big man in the eastern city of the Empire.

In the night, the hall in the backyard of Wu's firm was brightly lit.

Wu Deyong sat on the main seat with a gloomy face and said nothing.

He is the shopkeeper who was sent to Qingyang tribe to take charge of the operation of Wu's firm. He is about forty years old. In his prime, he is also a member of the Wu clan in the east of Lincheng. He has seven levels of cultivation in Zhenwu and is also a famous figure in Qingyang tribe.

Below Wu Deyong, there are managers in a number of commercial firms. At the moment, they all look silent and dare not speak.

"Up to now, it has been more than three days since the deadline agreed with deacon Wu Henshui, but so far no news has been sent back. How do you think of this?"

Wu Deyong opened his mouth in a deep voice, breaking the dead silence in the hall.

"There are more than two thousand miles to the Feiyun village. The Deacon may have been delayed for some time on the way."

Someone said cautiously.

"Hum! Even if something happens, with the great Deacon's careful mind, he will certainly send a subordinate back to convey the news, but now there is no news. Do you think it's normal?"

Wu Deyong frowned and said coldly.

"Shopkeeper, do you think what happened to the Deacon?"

Someone couldn't help saying.

Wu Deyong was silent and his face was as gloomy as water. It was obvious that he thought so.

At this time, a servant hurried into the hall and said, "tell the shopkeeper, there was a message from the city gate guard that in the evening, he saw a young man riding a scale horse like a peak and had entered the Qingyang tribe."

Wu Deyong's eyes lit up when he said this. He remembered Lian Rufeng, a guard leader from Feiyun village.

"Where is the boy now?"

Wu Deyong asked.

"According to the news from the spy, the boy has lived in the crow inn."

The servant replied quickly.

"Something's wrong. If the Deacon sent him back to report, he should have come to our Wu's firm at the first time, but now he ran to the crow inn. It's obviously strange."

A man in the hall frowned and said.

Wu Deyong's eyes twinkled. After a little meditation, he waved and said, "send some people to the crow inn. No matter what method you use, be sure to bring the boy back to me!"

The servant immediately took orders and left.

Wu Deyong thought for a moment, then turned to the audience and said, "you guys, these three thousand mountains are not peaceful recently. Many top dignitaries from the Empire have gathered for a 'peerless treasure'. During this period, you must be careful and don't provoke any clues, otherwise, if something happens, even I can't save you!"

Everyone nodded in awe.

They naturally know this. In recent days, many strange faces and some extremely powerful nobles have come to Qingyang tribe. In this case, they can only keep a low profile.

"Well, let's go. When the boy is brought back and asks everything clearly, I will tell him."

Wu Deyong waved.

Things already have an appearance, so naturally there is no need to work hard.

Most importantly, in Wu Deyong's view, a teenager from Feiyun village is just a boy. Sending a few people is enough to easily bring him back without any accident.

……

Crow Inn, room on the second floor.

As soon as Lin Xunfu came in, he looked around the room and found nothing wrong. Then he threw the animal skin bag in his hand into the storage ring.

When he was outside, in order to cover up his possession of the storage spirit, Lintian had to expose the animal skin bag, but now that there was no one, he didn't have to do it again.

Just take out the animal skin bag when you leave the inn.

"I rode Lian Rufeng's scale horse into Qingyang tribe, and I don't know whether I was found by the Wu firm, but anyway, this problem will be solved sooner or later."

Lin Xun lay lazily on the bed with his legs crossed, deep in thought.

He knew that because of Wu Henshui's death, the Wu firm would never give up. Instead of passively asking them to go to Feiyun village to find trouble, he might as well solve the matter in Qingyang tribe.

That's why Lintian swaggered into Qingyang tribe on a scale horse like a mountain, in order to make Wu's firm aware of it and attract their attention to himself.

Although it was dangerous, Lintian had a plan in mind, but he wouldn't be nervous about it.

While Lintian was thinking about it, fourorfive men in gray had already walked into the crow Inn in the dark.