The knock on the door made Xiao Luan stop thinking.
"Please come in."
The door was pushed open, and the person who came was a handyman disciple from the Sanqing Sect.
He walked forward, cupped his hands and said, "I have met Senior Brother Xiao. Mr. Qingzhu asked you to come over."
"Master?" Xiao Luan was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly, stood up and returned the salute, "Sorry to trouble you."
"No trouble, this is what junior brother should do."
After saying that, the handyman disciple exited the room.
The Sanqing Sect is different from the Thousand Demons Sect in that both the maids and the servants in the sect are composed of practitioners with spiritual roots.
Therefore, the disciples within the sect are all called their master.
Xiao Luan changed her clothes, tied the scabbard on her back, stepped on the sword to Yunxia Mountain, and landed on a plank road.
By chance, I met Hu Si.
Hu Si was arrogant and domineering, and Xiao Luan did not get along well with him.
As the saying goes, it is better to do less than to do more. Xiao Luan followed the principle of not causing trouble and took the initiative to give way to him.
"I've met Senior Brother Hu."
Hu Si walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and gave Xiao Luan a meaningful look when he was done. The two of them said nothing.
The little incident between the two did not stir up any disturbance. Xiao Luan waited until Hu Si walked out of sight, then pushed his hands and walked towards a main hall.
In the main hall, Li Zhuying was reviewing the sect files. When he saw Xiao Luan coming, he took a jade box from the cabinet and handed it to Xiao Luan, saying: "Send this to Thousand Demons Sect and hand it over to Lin Yanli personally.
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Lin Yanli?
Xiao Luan was stunned.
This name is Jiang Wanli's self-proclaimed name. How did the master know about it?
"What are you doing?" Seeing Xiao Luan staying where he was, Li Zhuying directly placed the wooden box in Xiao Luan's hands.
Xiao Luan raised her eyebrows and asked tentatively: "Master, you said it would be given to Lin Yanli, not Senior Chen?"
"Qiu Yu is no longer in charge of Thousand Demons Sect affairs. If it is left to her, it will eventually fall into Lin Yanli's hands. Whatever you do after going through so many twists and turns, the master will be responsible for everything you need along the way."
Xiao Luan put the wooden box into the storage bag. Sure enough, the master already knew that Lin Yanli was Jiang Wanli.
"Yes, the disciple must personally hand this thing over to Lin Yanli."
This is not the first time Xiao Luan has done such chores as delivering things.
But before it was given to Chen Qiuyu, this time it was given to Lin Yanli.
The distance between Sanqing Sect and Thousand Demons Sect is not very close. It would take five days for a Third Realm monk to wield a sword with all his strength without rest.
After Xiao Luan tidied up, he finished reporting at the Grandmaster Hall and came to the Xianjia City Pass closest to Sanqingmen.
He planned to take the Xianjia ferry to go south.
Traveling on public funds saves him the trouble of traveling, and he can also take a ride on the Xianjia Ferry to see the scenery along the way.
Xianjia Ferry, a place where fish and dragons are mixed.
With the thought of being careful when going out, Xiao Luan had already removed the signs that showed his identity as a disciple of the Sanqing Sect.
Sitting in an arbor outside the ferry, he ordered a pot of hot tea and looked at the various people around him indifferently.
Large sects, small sects, orthodox sects, demonic cultivators, wild cultivators of the mountains and rivers, or immortal masters recorded in the government records, such people form the cultivation world.
Xiao Luan took a sip of tea, looked up at the sky, and felt that the time was almost up, so she slowly walked into the ferry and boarded the southbound ferry.
The ferry Xiao Luan took was relatively luxurious, and the decoration on it was also relatively exquisite.
"Give me a quieter wing, preferably near the top floor."
"Sorry, sir, all the cabins on this ferry are already occupied."
Xiao Luan frowned and had to find a place to sit on the deck of the ferry.
In the distance, there were several newspaper sellers holding Shanshui Di newspapers and shouting. The girls were all of good looks, but what made him a little concerned were the legs of those girls.
The newspaper sellers wore black silk stockings on their legs. The sharp contrast between the whiteness of their thighs and the gray of the silk made their thighs particularly attractive.
Xiao Luan raised her hand, and a newspaper seller ran to him excitedly and said, "Young Master, do you want to buy a Shanshui Di newspaper?"
Xiao Luan nodded and handed over the spirit stone in his hand.
The little girl selling the newspaper happily took the spirit stone and handed the Di newspaper to Xiao Luan: "Sir, you will definitely feel that this edition of the Di newspaper is worth the money!"
Xiao Luan nodded, his eyes still fell on the little girl's legs. He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Girl, what are you wearing on your legs? It looks so novel."
The newspaper seller laughed, patted her leg with her hand and said, "This thing is famous as black silk. Thanks to it, I sell a lot more landscape newspapers every day!"
"Black silk?" Xiao Luan touched his chin and pushed it with both hands, "I have learned from you!" "Newspaper seller, give me a landscape newspaper!"
"okay."
Xiao Luan watched the newspaper seller go away and spread out the landscape newspaper. The most eye-catching part of the first page was the image recorded with the special technique.
In the image are two women.
One is petite, pure and cute, and the other is full of charm and has the style of a royal sister.
There is a red rope tied to the petite woman's thigh, and there is a pair of bells on the red rope. Encircled by the red rope is a pair of moving milk-white legs.
Another picture shows a woman with a plump figure and a gorgeous temperament. She wears the same thick black stockings on her legs as the newspaper seller just now. The only difference is that the black stockings on this woman are more beautiful than that of the newspaper seller.
Charming and sexy, it's easy for people to think about it just by looking at it.
Ah...this.
Why did those gentlemen at Guanhai Academy allow such an article to be published?
In fact, the gentlemen at Guanhai Academy were not willing to let this custom article be published in Shanshui Di Newspaper, but the Qianmo Sect gave too much.
After Xiao Luan read the article, the sight of Luo Xuan wearing long black stockings came to mind, and she felt itchy in her heart.
So, he quietly came to the Yanyun Pavilion consignment office on the ferry.
There was a little girl behind the counter in the room, wearing white stockings on her legs. When she saw Xiao Luan coming, she walked forward with a smile and asked, "What do you want to buy, sir?"
Xiao Luan patted the landscape newspaper on his hand, and the little girl understood instantly.
"Young master, you are here to buy stockings. I'm sorry, the stockings on the ferry have been sold out."
Why not reserve more?
Xiao Luan sighed and walked out of Yanyun Pavilion with some regret. He asked the maid on the ferry for a bowl of tea and found a place to sit down again.
When I opened the Shanshui Di newspaper, my mind was filled with images of black and white silk threads.
With a dull face, he put the Shanshui Di newspaper into his storage bag and came to the deck of the ferry, intending to blow in the cold wind.
He stood on the side of the ship, looked at the scenery in the distance, and took a long breath.
"Little brother, you didn't buy stockings either?"
At this time, there was a voice next to him. Xiao Luan turned his head and saw a jade-faced young man holding a paper fan looking at him with a smile.
"how do you know?"
The jade-faced young master put away the paper fan in his hand, pointed around and said, "Look around you. These young monks who come to the deck to enjoy the breeze are all like-minded people who are not buying stockings in Yanyun Pavilion!"