An old man in the corner, who was not affected by gravity and was smoking a dry cigarette, said calmly.
Gu Chen looked at him and found that this man's head was extremely big. No wonder he had such a nickname.
He regained his gravity and walked slowly towards Mo Datou.
The demon cultivators who were suppressed on the ground felt relieved for a moment and quickly got up, not daring to block Gu Chen's way.
They have been licking blood on the tip of a knife all year round, and they have always looked at people with vicious eyes. They know that the young man in front of them is difficult to deal with, and there is no advantage in dealing with him, so they all dare not pursue the previous matter.
The tavern soon became noisy again, as if nothing happened just now.
Gu Chen came and sat down in front of Mo Datou, "I was introduced here by Mr. Tan. I need help from fellow Taoist priests if I need help."
"I don't know what's going on? The price I'm asking for is not cheap." Mo Datou replied with a smile.
"In the fire in the ancient city of Lukang more than two years ago, I want to know the information about the Nagu people who died. The more detailed the better."
Mo Datou suddenly looked thoughtful, "Almost all the monks related to that incident more than two years ago were killed by the Gu clan. Even if there were fish that slipped through the net, they did not dare to talk about it, lest the Gu clan would come looking for them again and try to find them.
I'm afraid it won't be easy to find clues."
"Money is not an issue." Gu Chen said calmly.
Mo Datou smiled, "It's not a matter of money. It's just that it's not peaceful outside recently. I have sent out a lot of manpower. It will be difficult to investigate this matter, and I'm afraid it will take a lot of time."
"How long will it take?" Gu Chen frowned.
"It would take half a month at the fastest. It wouldn't be surprising if it takes several months."
This speed made Gu Chen very dissatisfied. Now that his whereabouts had been exposed, the longer the delay, the more variables there would be.
But he had no better way, so he could only say, "Okay, you can investigate this matter as soon as possible. If you can complete the task within half a month, I will give you double the reward."
"Okay, the deal is done." Mo Datou said cheerfully and poured Gu Chen a glass of wine.
"Actually, if you are anxious to understand this matter, there is a way that may be faster."
"Want to hear the details."
"Nearly all the people drinking in my tavern are local snakes from the ancient city of Lukang. They know everything that happens here. Maybe some of them know about this matter."
"It's just that your behavior just now offended them, I'm afraid..." Mo Datou paused.
"Everyone, I have offended you a lot before. I have paid for your wine today, so drink to your heart's content."
Gu Chen's voice spread throughout the tavern.
"Okay! Generous enough!"
"In this case, I will drink to my heart's content!"
The magic cultivators in the tavern immediately cheered.
"The wine here is not cheap." Mo Datou looked at Gu Chen in surprise. The man introduced by Lao Tan had an unusual aura.
"I'm not short of money." Gu Chen answered simply and neatly.
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In the next few days, Gu Chen spent all day in Mo Datou's tavern.
While waiting for the results of Mo Datou's inquiry, he also took the initiative to contact the local snakes here.
Because he was generous with his actions and drank happily, many people soon knew that there was a young demon cultivator named Chen Gu here.
Gu Chen integrated into the environment of the Forest Demon Sea. He found that although the demon cultivators here were cruel and sinister, at least they did not play the hypocritical and pretentious tricks of the Immortal Sect monks, which was quite to his liking.
He chatted with many monks from all over the world, and although he didn't get any clues about his father, he gained a lot of knowledge.
The demon cultivators talk loudly every day, and this is the gathering and distributing center for information about the forest demon sea.
"Recently, there has been a lot of news coming back from the depths of the Demon Sea. It is said that mysterious ancient corpses have appeared there and are wandering on the land, causing trouble to many people."
"I have also heard about this. It is said that there are more than one ancient corpse wandering around. They are extremely powerful and many sects have fallen into their hands."
"A few days ago, the people in Wicked Ridge seemed to have encountered ancient corpses in the depths. It is said that the losses were heavy. Even Old Man Tan, who had not participated in the affairs of Wicked Ridge for a long time, was called back. This shows how serious the situation is."
The most talked-about thing among everyone in the past few days turned out to be a rumor from the depths of the Deep Demonic Sea.
From their mouths, Gu Chen found out why Mr. Tan left in a hurry that day and also learned his identity.
He is a member of the Evil Ridge, a famous force in the Deep Demon Sea, and is said to be one of the Eight Great Evils.
Gu Chen listened to the rumors about ancient corpses with great interest. These things sounded bizarre and bizarre, and were currently only spread among a small number of demon cultivators in the Deep Demon Sea.
"Where did those ancient corpses come from? It is said that they are extremely powerful, and almost everyone who encountered them died."
"It's just alarmist talk. If everyone you meet is dead, how can this news spread? In my opinion, some of these guys may be faking it."
Some people are worried, some people are scornful.
"Don't underestimate those wandering corpses, winter is coming! Their number is constantly increasing, and their wandering range is gradually expanding. Sooner or later, they will sweep across the entire forest and demonic sea, and our lives will be at risk!"
A disheveled monk in the corner was drunk and suddenly shouted loudly. After speaking, he lay down on the table and actually fell asleep.
Everyone laughed when they saw this, and Gu Chen also laughed and said nothing.
After staying in the tavern for many days and getting to know each other, a middle-aged man with a sinister look on his face took the initiative to approach Gu Chen.
"I heard that you were inquiring about the Gu tribe two years ago?" He asked Gu Chen in a low voice.
Gu Chen's eyes brightened slightly. He had been waiting for so long. Did he finally get something?
He nodded, and the middle-aged man chuckled. "I know there is someone who experienced that incident, but he is my friend. He hid this matter very deeply, lest the Gu tribe would also cause trouble for him. So, I
If I told you..."
"How much remuneration do you want?" Gu Chen interrupted.
The middle-aged man immediately reported a number cautiously.
"Okay." Gu Chen replied calmly.
"Also, I won't take you to find him personally, and you can't say that I told you this after you find him." The middle-aged man reminded.
Gu Chen agreed to all his conditions, and to show his sincerity, he also gave him half of the reward in advance.
"Where's the other half?" The middle-aged man held a large bag of Yuan Jing with a face full of joy.
"The other half of the reward will be given after we make sure that what you said is true." Gu Chen replied.
He would not give him all the money based on just a few words from the other party. The remaining half of the reward, depending on the truth of what he said, could be Yuan Jing or a sharp sword piercing his throat.
"Okay, okay. Listen up, that man's nickname is Zhan Gui, and he is worshiped by the Feng Mo Auction House in the city. He is extremely powerful, and is a monk in the Dharma Body Realm. He is also considered the number one figure in the Forest Demon Sea. You go find him.
He'd better be careful what he asks."
The middle-aged people were afraid that Gu Chen would not be able to come back after he left, so he reminded him.
Gu Chen carefully wrote down what the other party said, and for the first time in many days, he left the tavern and went directly to the auction house where the war ghost was.