An invisible wave of information spread out, and almost no one noticed this wave.
The entire Blue Sand Island was enveloped.
Almost no one can sense it, but there are always some special beings who can sense it.
An ancient organization that had been dormant for countless years came to life.
Lan Rui walked out of his room and knocked on Zi Chen's door.
He handed the information in his hand to Zi Chen, "Look, it seems to be very different from what we imagined."
Zi Chen took the information and read it carefully. When he saw the part about Luo Long, he couldn't help but frown.
"Where did you get this information?"
Zi Chen, who was still looking at the information, asked.
Lan Rui said: "The family members just sent it over."
"Is it reliable?" Zi Chen asked casually again.
This made Lan Rui stunned, "Why do you ask?"
Zi Chen put down the information in his hand and said: "The Lan family is indeed powerful, but the Luo family is the local leader here. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local leader."
Lan Rui understood Zi Chen's words and said, "You mean there is a connection between the Lan family and the Luo family?"
Zi Chen looked up at Lan Rui, "There must be a connection, but I can't guess what kind of relationship it is. Take this material as an example, it seems to explain everything, but it doesn't explain anything.
For example, how much are some of the properties of the Luo family worth? Another example is Luo Long, who is known as the number one soul in Luo Wei City, what are the methods he is good at?"
Lan Rui's expression changed. He didn't think too much, he was just confused.
"For example, the last sentence is said to be favored by a certain force in the Holy Mountain. But since it is rumored, why is there no other negative news?"
"Of course, you can't say there's something wrong with your people."
Zi Chen stood up and walked outside.
"Where are you going?" Lan Rui asked.
"Although we agreed to this deal, if we really kill someone who shouldn't be killed by mistake, it will still be hard to let go of our conscience. If the other person really doesn't deserve to die, then the deal will be cancelled."
Zi Chen opened the door and walked out of the inn.
Whether it is good or bad, you will know by yourself.
In the city lord's mansion, the current city lord Luo Haishan personally received this important man with the surname Lan.
"I wonder why Brother Lan came here suddenly?"
Luo Haishan asked with a smile. He knew the manager's character very well. He didn't like others to call him by his name. On weekdays, his favorite name was Brother Lan or Mr. Lan.
After taking a look at the fine refreshments in front of him, Lan Haoshou said: "Between you and me, we are the only ones who don't talk secretly. Has Young Master Luo Long offended anyone in my Lan family recently?"
Luo Haishan was stunned when he heard the sound and said: "What did Brother Lan say? Even if Luo Long is ignorant, he still knows who should be provoked and who should not be provoked, right? What, what happened?"
Lan Haoshou shook his head and said, "That's not true. It's just that a direct descendant of the Lan family came to the city and asked about Master Luo Long. Since we, the Lan family, have not been offended, I am relieved."
Luo Haishan was a little surprised. After thinking about it, he asked: "I wonder what kind of state that direct descendant of the Lan family is?"
Lan Haoshou said: "It should be the Soul Realm."
Luo Haishan smiled when he heard the sound and said: "Could it be that he heard about my son and wanted to learn from each other? After all, we are all young people and always want to find a rival among our peers."
Lan Haoshou's eyes also lit up, it was not impossible.
"I wonder how Brother Lan responded?" Luo Haishan asked.
"Of course it's for the best."
Lan Haoshou said: "You should be aware of your young master's temperament. I'm afraid of causing displeasure to the direct descendants of the Lan family, so I arranged for some people to be outside. Even if they don't believe what I said, I sent people out to inquire.
The person who arranged it will also take care of it."
"Brother Lan, thank you very much. I hope that Brother Lan will introduce me to you after I come back from my trip."
When Lan Haoshou left, Luo Haishan gave him a small gift as a thank you.
After Zi Chen walked out of the inn, he looked around and then walked towards the bustling street.
He didn't ask anyone along the way, just like a passerby. He ate a few snacks on the East Street and two skewers of chicken wings on the West Street. Of course, they were not real phoenixes.
He stopped and walked along the way, went to several shops, looked at some holy talismans, and asked about the prices of several soul arts.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
He looked like a normal passerby, but no one knew that Zi Chen's soul had already spread out, and his rare keen perception could capture any unusual movements around him.
During this period, if he wanted to hear the chatter in the adjacent street, he could clearly hear it.
Therefore, those voices that suddenly disappear when talking about someone or something are particularly sudden.
Although he never asked a question about Luo Long, after this trip, Zi Chen already knew what he wanted to know.
I took a look at the darkening sky. The lanterns facing the street had been hung up. The streets were brightly lit like daylight. Women in open clothes in the attic kept waving to passers-by and casting seductive glances.
Under the warm hospitality of the girls, some high-profile guests entered each room, and soon there were sounds in those rooms that made people's hearts beat faster.
Zi Chen gave up the idea of exploring in the past, blocked his perception in that direction, and walked forward.
Suddenly, the aroma of pasta spread into his nose, which made Zi Chen, who was already full, have a little more appetite.
He walked forward and saw a small restaurant on the corner of the street. The restaurant mainly served pasta, and the boss's specialty was sour soup noodles.
The oil lamp flickered and the noodle shop was a little dim. Zi Chen walked in. The restaurant was not big, with only six tables and one customer, who was eating noodles.
The boss, an elderly man, handed the guest a side dish.
After seeing Zi Chen come in, the boss said: "A bowl of sour soup noodles?"
Zi Chen nodded and said with a smile: "I came here by smelling the fragrance."
The old man motioned for Zi Chen to sit down first. There was no other waiter in the store to greet him. The old man had three jobs, including the waiter, the cook, and the shopkeeper.
The dining guest was a burly man. There was a large basin-like bowl in front of him. If it could still be called a bowl, he glanced at Zi Chen and said, "First time here?"
Zi Chen nodded and smiled, "Just arrived today."
The strong man said: "My guess is that people like us will want a big bowl with noodles and soup. Old Tang's craftsmanship is very good, otherwise how can we eat it?"
"I'll try it first. It's delicious and I'll come back tomorrow."
Soon a bowl of sour soup noodles was served. The bowl was half smaller than that of the strong man, but it was very filling and had the unique aroma of sour soup.
As usual, the old man gave Zi Chen a side dish, which was spicy and sour radish, with a sweet taste, crisp and refreshing.
"Old Tang, I heard that your family has been running a noodle shop here for generations. How many years has it been in total?"
Seeing Zi Chen start to eat, the strong man started to make some homely meals with the shopkeeper.
"I don't remember how many years ago, but it's been more than a dozen generations."
The old shopkeeper seemed to be lost in reminiscing, "As long as I can remember, a bowl of noodles cost less than one blue crystal coin, but now it has increased to two."
"Don't say two yuan, we will eat it even if it is twenty. It's just that your craftsmanship is so good, why don't you want to pass it on to others?" the strong man asked again.
The old shopkeeper suddenly smiled and said: "I used to think that no matter what, it was passed down from our ancestors and we couldn't throw it away. But I don't think about it now."
Zi Chen was a little curious, raised his head and asked, "Why? Don't you feel it's a pity?"
The old shopkeeper said: "It's not a pity, it's not a pity at all. Because there are always things in the world that are more important than the instructions of our ancestors. For example, a certain important person."
Speaking of people, Zi Chen remembered something and said, "Old man, can I do something for you?"
"Young man, please speak." The old man sat at the table next to Zi Chen.
At this time, the strong man also finished the big bowl of noodles and even the soup. He turned around and said: "Old Tang's family has been opening stores for generations, and Old Tang knows everything about this city.
"
Zi Chen put down his chopsticks and said, "I would like to ask, does the old man know Luo Long?"