Zhao Changying asked the woman in green for a pen and paper and wrote down a few names.
His handwriting is like flying and dancing swords, revealing a fierce murderous intent.
"Interesting." The woman in Tsing Yi took the note he wrote, glanced at it, and commented softly.
Immediately she also picked up the pen and wrote a number next to each name.
Zhao Changying lowered his head and took a closer look.
The number next to "Gao Lang" is "one hundred and twenty";
The number next to "Xiao Wanjun" is "two hundred and fifty";
< p>The number next to "Jingru Monk" is "three hundred and sixty";The number next to "Chu Fengge" is "six hundred and eighty";
"Shangguan" The number next to "Hibiscus" is "eight hundred and twenty";
The number next to "Xiao Shangyuan" is "one thousand six hundred";
These numbers do not represent silver or Gold, but an expensive elixir called "Xuanhuang Dan".
Its materials are precious and the workmanship is complex. It can regulate true energy, replenish qi and blood, consolidate the soul, and to a large extent solve the negative effects caused by the erosion of yin energy and the separation of the soul from the body. It is the fifth and sixth. Items that realm monks need during their cultivation.
Daqi dignitaries often used "Xuanhuang Dan" as currency instead of gold and silver in some large transactions.
"In my impression, Shangguan Jin's talent and cultivation are not as good as Chu Fengge's. Why is the price of assassinating her higher?" Zhao Changying asked with a slight frown.
"Because to kill her, we need to pay more than killing Chu Fengge," the woman in Tsing Yi replied calmly, "If you want to know more information about her, you have to pay extra Paid."
"No need." Zhao Changying smiled.
He came here today not to investigate Shangguan Jin.
To be precise, most of the names he wrote were his cover-ups, used to conceal his true purpose.
Soon, his eyes fell on the last name.
"Why is there no price next to this name?" He asked, "Is there something worthy of fear in him that prevents you from doing anything to him?"
This name , it is "Gu Xu".
Yan Guogong Zhao Changying must admit that ever since Gu Xu successfully sent the message for help to Luo Jing City in front of Kongxuan Sanren, he has had a strong curiosity about this young man.
At that time, he sent his subordinates to investigate Gu Xu's background and found that he was born as a commoner, his parents were both mortals, and he had no connection with any major clans or sects.
But today, the attitude shown by Luo Chuan, the head of the exorcism department, on the observatory made Zhao Changying even more shocked.
Although Gu Xu’s talent is indeed rare.
But Luo Chuan was not as amiable to other geniuses as he is today.
This made Zhao Changying couldn't help but suspect that Gu Xu, that boy, seemed ordinary.Is there something unknown hidden behind the ordinary life experience?
That’s why he chose to find “Qing Ming”.
"No, it's not," the woman in Tsing Yi shook her head, "It's because someone paid a big price for us to protect Gu Xu. During this period, we will not execute any possible Actions that hurt him."
"How long will your agreement last?"
"Twelve years and two months left."
" So long! That’s really a big price.” Zhao Changying paused, then put a banknote into the woman’s hand, “Can you tell me who paid for it?”
The woman in Tsing Yi resolutely handed the banknote back to Zhao Changying: "Sorry, Your Excellency, according to the rules set by 'Wenchang Xingjun', we need to keep the identity information of each guest confidential. This question I can't tell you the answer."
"It doesn't matter." Zhao Changying smiled easily and didn't ask any more questions.
After a while, he left the theater, took off the red facial mask, and hung it back on the wall of "Ghost Doorway".
At this time, the opera performance has begun.
Musicians were playing music on one side of the stage, and actors in heavy makeup were singing on the stage. The sound was like a flying snake circling among the mountains of Sichuan. .
The audience in the audience were all focused and did not dare to lose sight.
Zhao Changying took off the wine bottle from his waist, poured a large gulp of wine into his mouth, and then disappeared.
…………
Two days later, according to the previous agreement, Gu Xu received the reward of the Lantern Festival Tournament.
Among them were one hundred "Duer Dan" and a silver note worth one hundred taels - equivalent to his salary for more than eight months in the future.
Since he is now a sixth-grade official and will soon be awarded a title, it is naturally impossible for him to live in the Exorcist Department's Yamen forever.
So, taking advantage of his free time today, Gu Xu took a carriage to Luojing City to choose a house for himself.
Shangguan Jin followed Luo Sishou’s instructions and followed him to provide him with reference opinions.
As for Shi Xiaohan—as soon as she heard that Gu Xu was going to the city, she put down the books in her hands and ran over, shouting that she wanted to try Luo Jing’s spicy soup. , starched noodles and mutton skewers.
The carriage drove slowly through the streets of Luojing. Because it rained last night, the air was moist and chilly.
On the way, Shangguan Jin introduced to Gu Xu that Luojing City is shaped like a chessboard, divided by streets and alleys into many square areas called "squares" - one-third of them are "squares" Distributed in the north of Luohe River, most of them are home to poor people. The rest are distributed in the south of Luohe River. Most of them are mansions of dignitaries, many of which are carefully built as gardens.
Gu Xu looked at the crowds coming and going outside the car window and felt deeply in his heart that the national carnival on Lantern Festival night was all fake.elephant.
Most of the time, Luojing City is actually a hierarchical city with orderly hierarchy. People in the south and north of the city all live in their own circles and are bound by their own rules.
Since the headquarters of the Exorcism Department is located in the northwest suburbs of Luojing City, if you want to go to the south, you must pass through the northern city.
“I used to serve tea and entertain guests here when I was a child.” When the carriage passed by a simple inn, Shangguan Jin recalled softly with a complicated look in his eyes. “Once I accidentally hit someone. I overturned the teapot and spilled tea all over the floor. I was beaten with a broom by the shopkeeper. Then I hid next to the small willow tree across the street and cried for almost the whole afternoon. I was also laughed at by many passers-by.
“I didn’t expect that the sickly sapling back then would actually grow so big now. "
Gu Xu did not respond immediately.
He followed Shangguan Jin's gaze and saw a tall willow tree standing on the roadside, with bare branches swaying in the wind.
At the same time, Shi Xiaohan suddenly slapped his thigh and said in a big sister-like tone with indignation: "Sister Shangguan, these people are really going too far! How dare I treat you like this! "
"Why don't you dare," Shangguan Jin laughed at himself, "At that time, I had no cultivation, no parents, and I was not pretty either - because I was dark and fat, my companions called me I'm a 'black bear'. I couldn't do anything but cry when they bullied me.
"Fortunately, the Chief Secretary rescued me from the sea of suffering."
"The Chief Chief? Did he discover your cultivation talent using the magic of heaven?" Osamu asked.
"To be precise, he saw my destiny," Shangguan Jin responded. "When he saw me for the first time, he thought that I would achieve a great career in the future, so he sent me to He took me to the Exorcism Department and asked me to start from an ordinary clerk, practice bit by bit, and gradually get promoted.
"But, until now, he still hasn't told me what the so-called 'big cause' is. What is it.
"Maybe in my lifetime, I can kill all the ghosts in the world and give the people a peaceful world."
"Sister Shangguan, this is also my ideal!" Hearing her Shi Xiaohan was so excited that he stood up from his seat, held Shangguan Jin's hand and said, "From now on, we are the same people!"
With a "bang", she hit her head. On the roof of the carriage, she couldn't help but frown and groan in pain.
"Sister Xiaohan, are you okay?" Shangguan Jin asked with concern, while reaching out to rub her head.
"Don't touch my head!" Shi Xiaohan immediately dodged away and sat in the farthest seat from Shangguan Jin in the carriage. His eyes were as alert as a little wild cat in the night, "If you touch the president, you won't be able to touch me." High! ”