After hearing the sound of drinking next door again, Di Xin, who was lying on the bed, turned over and sat up.
He didn't drink last night, so of course he wouldn't have a headache, let alone go the wrong way.
Without using Qi and Soul, he could not sense the specific situation of everyone in the entire restaurant, but this problem did not arise at close range.
Just like the two people drinking next door, with only a wall separating them, Di Xin sensed their specific realms as soon as he moved in.
And this perception is three-dimensional.
The real purpose of what he just did was to get close to other guest rooms and use perception to find out what the cultivation level of the guests in each room was.
Although he was stopped by the waiter on the way, Di Xin had already found out what was going on in the surrounding rooms, centered around the room where Song Qianwei was imprisoned.
Needless to say, there are no guest rooms on the first floor.
Taking Song Qianwei's guest room as the center, on the left is the one next to Di Xin's guest room, that is, the two people who are drinking, one is a late acquired martial arts cultivator, and the other is an acquired martial arts cultivator at the peak.
There are also two people on the right, one should be the Ruzhao Warlock who set up the barrier, and the other is a simple ordinary person. When Di Xin got closer, he could still hear some faint sounds.
Although his expression did not change at that time, he was complaining in his heart.
This magician can set up a barrier for the next door, but can't he also set up a barrier for his own room to isolate sounds during the day?
Of course, maybe that’s not what the warlock likes.
Right above Song Qianwei's room, there was a majestic energy coming from the room on the third floor. He should be an innate grandmaster.
On the left side of the third floor are two late acquired martial arts cultivators, while the right side is empty.
Di Xin guessed that the empty room was the second-level strongman who had left before.
In addition, although Di Xin has never met the new restaurant owner of Mingyue Tower, the previous owner Zhao Quanyou is an innate grandmaster, and the new owner will probably not be much different.
These are the four second-level experts.
In order to deal with Zhao Quan, Mingyue Tower spent a lot of money to deal with an innate great master, which is enough to show the caution of the divine king.
And the wealth of Mingyue Tower.
You must know that including God Xin and Xizi, he only has six second-level experts under his command, and one of them is Zhao Quanyou who used to belong to Mingyue Tower.
It is not easy for four second-level experts, even Di Xin, to lead Song Qianwei to escape safely from the siege of so many people.
Not to mention, in addition to those few rooms, there are many large and small Houtian martial arts cultivators scattered throughout Mingyue Building.
However, now that a second-level expert and a large number of acquired martial arts cultivators have been transferred, this trap has become loopholes in Di Xin's eyes.
…
Knock knock.
There was a knock on the door. Di Xin lay down on the bed and said weakly: "Come in."
Squeak.
The door opened, and the waiter came in, placed a bowl of porridge on the tray on the table, and reminded: "Sir, your porridge has arrived."
Di Xin turned sideways, groaned and said, "Please bring it to me."
"Okay."
The waiter agreed, first placed a stool on the bedside in the direction of Di Xin's head, then took the porridge from the table and placed it on the stool.
"It's a little hot, you can drink it later."
"Thank you."
Di Xin fumbled for a piece of silver from the money and handed it over tremblingly: "Thank you for making a special trip when I'm busy with dinner."
"It's not hard work, it's a small person's job."
Perhaps Di Xin has been too generous in the past two days, and his words are full of respect for him, a little waiter - usually most of the guests treat him here and there, and a reward like a charity may be enough.
, there is no one who can even look right at me, let alone thank you.
After taking the money, the waiter gave a rare warning: "Sir, the capital is a big waste of money. It's not easy for your family to raise money for travel. Don't waste it like this before."
Di Xin's hand that was about to bring the porridge paused for a moment.
After a moment, he raised his head and said solemnly: "Thank you, I'll remember it."
"The villain then retreated."
The waiter actually didn't care whether Di Xin remembered it or not. He just said a few extra words of "thank you" for the scholar's money in the past two days, and he didn't care what Di Xin would do in the future.
…
After the waiter went out and closed the door, Di Xin suddenly laughed.
Human nature is good, even if you are a member of an underground organization, there is still a trace of conscience in your heart.
No, people who join underground organizations are not necessarily evil. Song Qianwei was a member of underground organizations in the beginning, but she acted more aboveboard than most people.
Although Mingyue Tower is his enemy, he is not necessarily evil.
In other words, this organization is not evil in the first place.
The definition of good and evil among world lords is inherently different from that of ordinary people. The world lords who can be allowed to descend by Wuxin will, at least in the judgment of the world lord, be on the lawful side.
Of course Di Xin could also see the problems that Song Qianwei could see, not to mention that he had more information than Song Qianwei.
The conditions put forward by Mingyuelou after kidnapping Song Qianwei made Di Xin realize that there was a high probability that behind this organization was a prince who wanted to compete for the throne.
After narrowing down the scope, specific candidates also vaguely emerged in Di Xin's mind.
The power of Mingyue Tower is almost spread throughout Dali. With such a large organization in hand, if there is really a prince behind it, then there is only one person.
Although it is unexpected, it is also reasonable. But the owner of Mingyue Tower, the Divine Lord, should be the eldest prince who is almost the only one in the capital.
That is, His Highness King Cheng, whom Di Xin judged to be the suspected realm master.
The ultimate purpose of the organization founded by the World Lord is to help him fight for the ownership of this world, and naturally he will not do anything boring that disregards human life.
Naturally, it is not an evil organization.
However, this does not mean that Emperor Xin will show mercy to Mingyue Tower. Since Mingyue Tower is the power of another world lord, it is naturally the target that Emperor Xin will spare no effort to attack.
It's like King Cheng is constantly disturbing the land of Northern Xinjiang.
Enemies are enemies, and there is no distinction between good and evil. This is a matter of each other's positions.
The porridge had cooled down a bit. Di Xin picked it up and just took a spoonful and brought it to his mouth. The smile that had disappeared appeared again.
It seems that although the people in Mingyue Tower will not harm innocent people, they will not hesitate at all when it is time to eliminate risks.
This bowl of porridge was drugged.
However, Di Xin didn't hesitate much. He blew gently to cover up his sudden pause, and then drank.
