Lin Xun, who was walking along the street, also found that many eyes were scanning him along the way, with some of them faintly greed that could not be hidden.

Lin Xun knew in his heart that his huge animal skin pocket was indeed too eye-catching. If he was an experienced veteran, he could see what goods were hidden in it just by looking at it. Just sniffing it with his nose to know what the goods were and what their value were.

In addition, he is alone and a horse, so he naturally cannot stop some people from spying on him.

A sudden turmoil in the crowd in the distance caused many people to watch. When Lin Xun arrived, he saw a man with animal skin who had no time to dodge. He was cut off by a cultivator's head, and blood sprayed out, making him extremely incomparable.

Seeing this, the onlookers were not surprised, but they cheered loudly, as if they were not interested in watching the fun.

"Dare to steal my things, you're simply ignoring your life and death! Bah!"

The cultivator put away his long sword, glanced at the corpse on the ground fiercely, and then left with great swagger.

This is a murder in the street!

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

Not long after, two guards dressed in figures, hurriedly cleared and took away the headless body. In just a moment, the streets returned to their previous liveliness, as if the murder scene had never happened.

Seeing this, Lin Xun couldn't help but squint his eyes and roughly saw that there were no rules in the Qingyang tribe. If you want to gain a foothold here, strong force is an indispensable condition.

Not long after moving forward, Lin Xun saw two groups of people fighting in the street, as if to compete for a batch of goods, but was soon stopped by a passing cultivator. The stopping method was also very rude. He directly killed the two, shocking everyone with the fact of blood, and instantly resolved the dispute.

Under the prosperity, there must be dirty and undercurrents.

Lin Xun suddenly remembered the words of a prisoner who was imprisoned in a mine prison. He was still young at that time and did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

But now walking in the Qingyang tribe and looking at the greedy gazes hidden in the prosperous atmosphere, Lin Xun instantly understood the meaning of this sentence.

However, Lin Xun was not afraid. He had roughly judged that compared with those ordinary people, the number of cultivators was obviously very small, and most of them were wandering in the realm of Zhenwu, and few could see the figures of cultivators in the realm of Linggang.

If someone dares to plot their own goods, Lin Xun doesn't mind giving the other party a lesson that he will never forget.

Unfortunately, Lin Xun seemed to be lucky today. Even though he noticed a lot of greedy and spying eyes along the way, no one came out to find trouble.

It was dark and night was coming.

Lin Xun stood in front of a building called Laoya Inn and threw two copper coins to the waiter, asking him to take care of Linma. Lin Xun himself entered the inn. He planned to go to Shidingzhai early tomorrow morning to exchange supplies.

There are many wine tables on the first floor of the inn, which are now extremely lively. Many figures are sitting in it eating and drinking, chatting loudly, which seems quite noisy.

The boss is a cyclops with a fierce face and is drinking lazily at this time.

When he saw Lin Xun walking in, many eyes in the inn lit up and landed on the huge animal skin bag that was one person tall in Lin Xun's hand.

When Lin Xun's face was clearly seen, many people's eyes showed unconcealed greed.

But some people also took their eyes back with tactful eyes. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy dared to appear here alone with the pocket of hundreds of pounds of animal skin weighing hundreds of pounds. It seemed very eye-catching. As long as you are not stupid, you can know that this teenager should be a tough character.

"Stay in a hotel?"

The cyclops sitting behind the counter asked absent-mindedly.

“Stay in a hotel.”

Lin Xun nodded with a smile.

"Twenty copper coins a night."

The cyclopian giant glanced at Lin Xun, and as soon as he finished speaking, it caused a lot of laughter.

"One-eyed dragon, are you starting to slaughter customers again? Don't think about how your eye was blinded."

The cyclops ignored the laughter and just looked at Lin Xun, without explaining anything from beginning to end.

"good."

Lin Xun took out twenty copper coins happily and handed them over, "Where is the room?"

“It’s yours tonight.”

The cyclopian giant raised his hand and pointed to the corner of the second floor, then lazily carried the wine pot and started drinking.

Lin Xun smiled: "Thank you."

Turning around and walking upstairs with a leather bag.

Seeing Lin Xun's figure walking into the room, a drunk fat man suddenly walked to the counter and said, "This is a rare little fat sheep. It has a lot of goods on it, at least it must have this number."

As he said that, he stretched out four fingers and gestured in front of the cyclops.

The one-horned giant man seemed to be unaware of it, drinking on his own. After a long time, he glanced at the fat man and said, "Fatty Xiao, you have been in the Qingyang tribe for almost six years, right? Is it rare to plan to stay here for the rest of your life?"

Fatty Xiao's face suddenly changed: "What does it mean?"

The cyclopian giant sighed and said, "Listen to me, don't worry about this matter, that boy is not easy to mess with."

After thinking about it, he added: "No, it's very difficult to mess with."

Fatty Xiao's expression changed, and it took him a long time to smile bitterly and said, "I understand." He turned around and left.

The cyclopian giant narrowed his eyes and watched Fatty Xiao walk out of the inn. He had already said that as for whether the fat man understood, it had nothing to do with him.

The unicorn giant picked up the wine glass, looked at the ripples of the amber wine sauce, and murmured: "It's not peaceful recently..."

...

At the same time, Wu's Trading Company.

As one of the leading businesses in the Qingyang tribe, Wu's business can be regarded as rich and strong in the foundation. The boss behind it is said to be a big man in the east of the empire.

In the night, the backyard hall of Wu's Trading Company was brightly lit.

Wu Deyong sat on the main seat with a gloomy face, without saying a word.

He was sent to the Qingyang tribe to take charge of the Wu clan business. He was about 40 years old and was in his prime. He was also a member of the Wu clan of Donglincheng. He had the seventh level of Zhenwu realm and was also a famous figure in the Qingyang tribe.

Below Wu Deyong, there were a number of managers in the business, and they all looked silent and did not dare to speak out.

"To this day, it has been more than three days since the agreed deadline with Deacon Wu Henshui, but there has not been any news yet. I wonder what you think about this matter?"

Wu Deyong spoke in a deep voice, breaking the deadly atmosphere in the hall.

"This is more than 2,000 miles away from Feiyun Village. The deacon may have been delayed for some time on the way."

Someone said carefully.

"Hmph! Even if there is something wrong, with the meticulous thought of the deacon, he will definitely send a subordinate to convey the news, but now there is no news. Do you think this is normal?"

Wu Deyong frowned and said coldly.

"Shopkeeper, do you think the deacon has encountered something unexpected?"

Someone couldn't help but say.

Wu Deyong was silent, his face was gloomy, obviously he was thinking that way.

At this time, a servant hurried into the hall and said, "Report to the shopkeeper, news came from the city gate guards, saying that in the evening, he saw a young man riding Lian Rufeng's scaled horse and had entered the Qingyang tribe."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Deyong's eyes lit up immediately. He remembered Lian Rufeng, a guard leader from Feiyun Village.

"Where is that boy now?"

Wu Deyong asked.

"According to news from the spy, the young man has lived in Laoya Inn."

The servant replied quickly.

"The situation is a little wrong. If this young man sent back to report the news, he should have come to our Wu family business as soon as possible, but now he has gone to the Laoya Inn, which is obviously a bit strange."

A man in the hall frowned.

Wu Deyong's eyes flashed, and after a moment of pondering, he waved his hand: "Send a few people to Laoya Inn. No matter what method is used, be sure to bring that young man back to me!"

The servant immediately took the order and left.

Wu Deyong thought for a while, and then changed his mind and said to everyone here: "Everyone, these three thousand mountains have not been peaceful recently. Many top figures from the empire have gathered for a "peerless treasure". During this period, you must be careful and don't cause any clues, otherwise something happens, and I can't save you!"

Everyone nodded solemnly.

They naturally knew about this. In recent days, many strange faces and some extremely powerful noble figures have come to the Qingyang tribe. In this case, these local snakes can only act in a low-key manner.

"Okay, everyone will scatter. When the boy is brought back and asks everything clearly, I will tell you."

Wu Deyong waved.

Things have already come to light, so there is no need to mobilize many people anymore.

The most important thing is that in Wu Deyong's view, a young man from Feiyun Village was just a teenager who could easily bring him back, and unexpectedly something unexpected happened.

...

Laoya Inn, in the room on the second floor.

As soon as Lin Xun walked in, he looked around the room and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Then he threw the animal skin bag in his hand into the storage ring.

When outside, in order to cover up his storage spirit weapon, Lin Xun had to expose the animal skin bag, but now that there is no one else, there is no need to do this.

Just wait until you leave the inn, then take out the animal skin bag.

"I rode Lian Rufeng's scaled horse into Qingyang tribe. I don't know if it was discovered by the Wu clan trading company, but no matter what, this problem will be solved sooner or later."

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

He knew that because of Wu Henshui's death, the Wu family's business would never give up. Instead of passively letting them go to Feiyun Village to cause trouble, it would be better to solve the matter in this Qingyang tribe.

This is also the reason why Lin Xun rode Lian Rufeng's scaled horse into the Qingyang tribe, so that he could make the Wu merchants notice and attract their attention to him.

Although it is dangerous to do this, Lin Xun already has plans in his mind and will not be nervous about it.

Just as Lin Xun was thinking about this, four or five men in gray had already walked into Laoya Inn while the night was falling. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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