The sky was a melancholy dark blue. In the small pergola, Ouyang Rong took off her disguise and sat in front of Mutianhe. The breeze blew the bamboo curtain, and when it left, the bamboo curtain returned to its place. , Making a crashing sound of "Pala Pala".
"Sure enough, those who can become the leader of the forces are not normal people." Ouyang Rong always felt that Miao Jun was particularly weird in a certain place, but after seeing Mu Tianhe, he remembered the old saying that there are people outside the world and the sky outside. .
"Excuse me, my lord, why do you send your subordinates to chase me down?" Ouyang Rong asked seriously. He frowned. At first glance, there might be nothing, but when he took a closer look, he always felt that Mu Tianhe was familiar.
"Don't bother you. This matter actually has nothing to do with you. It's just that I want to have a good meal." Mu Tianhe gently placed his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl and said contentedly.
Ouyang Rong didn't ask much about this, but was thinking about when it would be most appropriate to find an excuse to slip away.
"That's right—" Mu Tianhe touched his chin and said softly, "Are you a member of Miao Jun?"
"Yes." Ouyang Rong's heart sank. Although he didn't know whether the relationship between the two forces was good or bad, it was not a good thing to be discovered by the opponent's boss.
"Don't be nervous, our Huijian always adheres to the tenet of peace-oriented, isn't it true that you are gray? No, to be precise, you are looking for money to do things."
"This—" Ouyang Rong didn't know how to answer, after all, he was not a Grey Ge, and he was not even a Grey Territory.
"Help me give Miao Jun a word."
"My lord, please speak."
Mu Tianhe gently rubbed his eyebrows, got up and paced to the curtain of the pergola, Ouyang Rong watched his back without moving.
"Fine, tell him now, it's not good for me." Mu Tianhe opened the curtain, and as the curtain fell, he disappeared into Ouyang Rong's eyes.
Ouyang Rong stared at the table of food debris in front of him, and his brain could not help being deadlocked. What happened tonight can be described as vivid.
"This big man from Gray Jane will not mention it for the time being. The most important thing is to figure out the situation of the black auction first."
After filtering his thoughts, Ouyang Rong immediately got up, preparing to leave here, and continue his previous purpose-investigating the ring.
But when he was about to leave here, the kind woman outside called him.
"Can you please pay more attention to the hygiene of my place?" The kind woman said helplessly, and then pointed her finger at the large number of debris on the table.
"Sorry, I will clean up here now."
Ouyang Rong smiled bitterly and scanned the surroundings subconsciously, only to find that Mu Tianhe was no longer in sight.
After a while, Ouyang Rong left the pergola carrying a large bag of food debris. As for the noodle shop owner's things, all left in the pergola as he said.
"Good job young man, for your good attitude, let me tell you something interesting."
Ouyang Rong was taken aback for a moment, and asked puzzledly: "What do you mean by interesting things?"
"Isn't the arena over there under construction recently? I heard that some vendors are secretly dissatisfied because of too much movement." The kind woman laughed, and Ouyang Rong had a look on her face and immediately thought of something.
"Don't bother me, lad. Just treat you as an aunt who complains to you. After all, you don't look like a local."
Finally, Ouyang Rong rushed towards the ring with a slightly subtle mood. He looked towards the sky, and the night was already early.
"Quick battle, success or failure depends on this!" Ouyang Rong casually threw all the garbage into the trash can, looking at a few vendors.
But at this moment, he is no longer as natural as before, with some worries between his gestures.
In less than half a day’s experience, Ouyang Rong discovered that the people of the Huntian Alliance are very powerful in terms of observation alone. Whether it is a vendor, a noodle shop owner, or even an ordinary janitor, they all see Ouyang. Rong's identity as a foreigner.
Ouyang Rong stretched his hand into his arms, where there was a bag of heavy currency. Although he was reluctant to do so, if the money could be used to get the information he wanted, then it would be in line with the original intention of the old housekeeper.
Taking out a currency from it, Ouyang Rong shook his head helplessly, then tucked it back into the purse again.
"Let's act by chance."
With the noisy atmosphere of Huntian Valley, the night breeze swayed between heaven and earth, and countless noisy thoughts were intertwined and entangled with each other. Ouyang Rongmai walked through the bazaar, with the purse in his arms pressing on his heart.
His mood suddenly deteriorated because he thought of the children in the orphanage.
"Alive intact is as important as a perfectly fulfilled order." This is a sentence that Ouyang Yao often talks about.
Finally, after squeezing the crowds, Ouyang Rong arrived at a stall. Unlike other stalls, this shop seemed to sell neither food nor utensils such as Qi pills.
Ouyang Rong squatted down and took a closer look, only to find that what was sold here was actually a small hexagram that was depicted on the damaged Demon Expelling Soldier.
"Although it is very rough, it can indeed be used at the lowest level." Ouyang Rong gently stroked the surface of the damaged Demon Expelling Soldier and nodded gently.
Although he will not describe those unique and bizarre hexagram formations, he is still very proficient in some of the most basic intermediate hexagram formations. After all, in the assessment of the second-level demon exorcising master, it is also very important to complete the demon exorcising and sealing demon formations alone. One of the standards.
"So that's it." Ouyang Rong's hand left the surface of the damaged Demon Expelling Soldier. Just now, he had understood the reason for these vendors' dissatisfaction with the ring.
In order to strengthen the strength of the ring, the Huntian Alliance specifically renovated the ring, and even buried many textures with different effects on the bottom of the ring.
The key to the problem lies in the hurriedly placed textures. If the various shaped textures don't spend considerable time looking for suitable locations and randomly placed them, it will create a state of texture resonance.
Although the texture resonance will not affect the normal permission of describing the texture, it will form the ripples of the texture level to a certain extent, which will accelerate the loss of the described texture, and the range is extremely wide.
This is the reason for the dissatisfaction of these stores.
The Huntian Alliance has considerable reserves, and naturally does not care about the loss of some of the textures, but these vendors have fixed stalls and are within the scope of the ripples, but it is completely the opposite.
"Huntian League bastards, your family has a big business, but we are doing a small business!" Ouyang Rong could almost guess the activities of these vendors.
Staying here will suffer intangible losses, but once you move away from this gold stall, you will suffer even greater losses.
"Heh" Ouyang Rong laughed deliberately.
"Huh? Is there any problem?" The stall owner frowned, wondering if it was Ouyang Rong who found that his things had worn out inside.
"Don't talk nonsense, let's make a deal."
"I ask a question, and if your answer satisfies me, I will buy one of your products."
"Don't show distrust, I will do what I say!"
Having said that, Ouyang Rong sprang three pan-gold currencies in his arms and landed in front of the stall owner.
In the exchange of money, the stall owner was confused and reached a consensus with Ouyang Rong. (End of this chapter)