When we arrived at Manrengoulian, the sky was already slightly white. Looking from a distance in mid-air, we could see the ancient and vast city laid out under the dim sky, becoming more and more depressing with vicissitudes of life. High-speed update [New] Millions of people are here
The breath in a city is as insignificant as an ant.
Wuma Xi landed in the forest outside the city, had something to eat, rested for a while and then took off again, flying around the barbarian ditch, overlooking the city and its surrounding terrain in mid-air, every fold and every ups and downs.
, every jungle and mountain. He flew in this sky for a whole day, and basically knew the terrain of this area well.
In the evening, Wumaxi landed outside the city. After taking a short rest, he walked into Xiaman.
The colorful lights in front of the merchant doors were lit up early, and the red New Year lanterns were illuminated, adding a bit of warmth to the gloomy evening.
Walking along Yiqian Street, I saw an acquaintance from a distance, the little old man who told fortunes. He was walking through the crowd carrying a small disguise, and his little eyes spotted Wu Ma Xi at a glance, carrying the fortune teller.
He trotted towards Wuma Xi.
Wu Maxi secretly sensed trouble, secretly clasped a gold coin in her hand, and prepared to spend money to get rid of the entanglement.
Unexpectedly, the little old man ran about twenty meters in front of Wu Ma Xi and stopped. He looked at Wu Ma Xi doubtfully. After a moment, his expression suddenly changed, he turned around and ran away, worming his way into the crowd like a mouse.
Then it disappeared.
Wu Maxi was puzzled and had a bad feeling in her heart. She looked at the sky, called a streetcar, and rushed towards the central part of Xiaman.[ ]
The streetcar stopped at Jianganqian Street. Wu Maxi got off the car and looked at the big brown-backed gold sign with "Juweiyuan" written on the right side of the street.
He had seen this big sign before, in Ling Shile's wonderful paintings.
His eyes moved past the signboard, and after scanning the surrounding environment, he landed on a window on the right side of the street.
Judging from the angle, Ling Shile should live there.
Wu Ma Xi walked forward and saw clearly the sign of the inn - Fengzhong Pavilion.
He had no intention of looking for Ling Shile. He asked for a room at the Kegui Inn near the end of the street. After entering, he released an aurora magpie from the window and quickly flew to the window to peek inside.
Sitting next to the small round table indoors are two voluptuous and beautiful women. The one on the left is wearing a white-bottomed pink flower half-arm shirt with a peach-shaped face. It is Ling Shile. The one on the right is wearing a dark robe with a black gauze covering her face.
Full of mystery.
Wu Ma Xi looked at the black figure and felt a very familiar feeling inexplicably. After thinking for a moment, a similar figure suddenly flashed through her mind. This woman in black seemed to be the man in black who stared at death that night. She
He once fought fiercely with Wuma Xi for a long time and finally escaped. It was also that night that Wuma Xi saw Ling Shile tied under a stone pillar for the first time.
Why are these two women together?
Did she hold Ling Shile hostage again, or were they originally a team?
Wu Maxi couldn't figure out the clue, so she looked at the nearby environment, stopped the Aurora Magpie at a suitable position and continued to observe. At the same time, she reached Ling Shile's sea of consciousness through the reins of the Shepherd God, and began to slowly weave a wonderful painting.[
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Since the first time she saw Ling Shile taking a bath with Miaobi Danqing, Wu Maxi would deliberately slow down the weaving speed every time she used Miaobi Danqing to ensure that before the artistic conception was woven, Ling Shile had time to take action to avoid the appearance of sex.
Embarrassing to see.
In Aurora Magpie's field of vision, Ling Shile quickly made a gesture to the woman in black, and then the woman in black retreated behind the screen, while Ling Shile quickly entered the bedroom next to her.
After a while, Miaobi Danqing was woven, but in Miaobi Danqing's field of vision, Ling Shile stood disheveled in the bedroom, looking underdressed, with a pair of white breasts half covered by a pink tube top.
, she bit her teeth lightly, half-embarrassed and anxious, covering her bra in panic, but it made those breasts look particularly attractive.
She stood in the middle of the painting sadly, looking ashamed and angry and about to cry, like a good girl who was bullied by a bad boy.
Wu Ma Xi's face turned slightly green. She looked at the figure in the picture and snorted coldly, dispersing her artistic conception.
After a while, Ling Shile walked out of the room with his clothes intact, and sat down at the small round table with the woman in black again to talk.
Judging from this picture, there is obviously something wrong with Ling Shile. She and the woman in black must be in the same group.
Wu Maxi stood in front of the window and sorted out the clues about this matter.
Ling Shile would fall into his hands. It seemed that it was a trap set up by the two of them, and the purpose was probably the moon bracelet in his hand.
What a sinister woman!
Fortunately, I have always been wary of her.
Wu Maxi immediately thought of another thing. After Ling Shile learned about the corpse curse, would he try to cast it away?
After pondering for a moment, Wu Ma Xi immediately felt relieved.
"It's good to have something to appeal for. When the time comes to help, you will be able to do your best."
Wu Maxi no longer cared about the other party's conspiracy, took the Aurora Magpie back, and went downstairs to eat.
After dinner, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and Ling Shile's cultivation mood fluctuated from the Reins of the Shepherd. Wu Maxi did not try to disturb her, but went straight out of the inn door and walked towards the back street of Jiang'an. After a while, he was in
I found a artistic conception materials store on the street. This store is called Bitao Pavilion. It is quite large and the greetings are very attentive. After entering, I was greeted by two waiters, one on the left and one on the right. They were very enthusiastic. Wu Maxi asked about the price of the artistic conception materials.
, I couldn’t help but be surprised. Compared with the last quote, the price was an average of 20% lower.
"Where do all your goods come from?" Wu Maxi became a little suspicious.
Waiter A replied: "Guests, please rest assured. The goods in our store are from the right source. They are produced by Dade Warehouse. The vintage and quality are absolutely guaranteed. We are not like Huizhen Pavilion, which sells junk goods at low prices."
It’s still expensive.”
Waiter B also said: "Yes, this Huizhen Pavilion is simply the black sheep of our Northwest border materials industry. We are different from it. We are well-behaved businessmen and will never engage in deception or deception."
Listening to the underlying meaning of what these two guys said, it seemed that they were at odds with Huizhen Pavilion.
Wu Ma Xi nodded with a smile, and withdrew politely. Then he visited more than ten interior material stores on two streets, and found that the prices of interior materials in these stores had dropped, and most of the shop assistants were speechless.
It means to exclude Huizhen Pavilion.
These interior material stores seem to have formed an alliance and are engaging in a price war and public opinion war with Huizhenge.
This situation is exactly what Wu Maxi hopes to see. Last time, he cursed Zhao Huaiqiu, the second shopkeeper of Youyoulou, in order to create a dispute between the two. Now the dispute has escalated into a war. This is the first time since the New Year.
A pleasant thing.
Taking advantage of the price reduction, Wuma Xi stocked up on more materials.
After buying the materials, I went out and was about to walk back when I saw a familiar figure on the street in the distance - Lao Que's father. His gray hair became messy and dirty, and he knelt down on the street in front of him.
There was a broken bowl and he was begging in a miserable voice.
Wu Ma Xi took a look at it twice, and then turned and left after making sure it was correct.
The house was burned down by Lao Que. It was not surprising that he ended up in this situation. It was just that Dahengxing City was thousands of miles away from Xiaman. Even if he wanted to beg, why did he have to come to Xiaman?
After returning to the inn, Wu Maxi sat under the lamp and read the book "Unforgiveness", with memories from more than ten years ago flooding in her mind.
After a long time, he closed the book and put it away, took out a messenger bee, recorded Lao's situation and released it.
Watching the messenger bees disappear into the night sky, he sighed slightly.^-^^-^