After the letter was written, Lin Chujiu sealed it immediately after the handwriting was dry.
It was the first time that Lin Chujiu sealed the letter with varnish. Lin Chujiu didn't get it right. The letter was bitten by a dog, but fortunately it was sealed.
When Su Cha saw this seal, she almost cried.
The technique of Lin Chu's nine letters is similar to Xiao Tianyao's, but one is neatly sealed as if it were printed, and the other is uneven, so people can't imitate it.
This is simply to force death to send a letter, even if you want to open it and take a look.
so sad.
Holding the letter, Su Cha wished she could see through the envelope and see what was written inside.
Really, really want to see, what should I do
With infinite resentment, Su Cha left Xiao Wangfu...
After leaving the Xiao Wangfu, the heavy building dressed in blood went to the newly built Dongwen Pavilion in Tianzang Pavilion.
Clothes in blood, like a ghost, suddenly appeared in the fat special envoy's room. In order for the fat special envoy to find out his arrival, Zhonglou tapped on the table.
"Who?" The fat envoy, who was holding the beauty and was about to spend a romantic night, suddenly woke up, pushed the beauty in his arms away, picked up the clothes on the side and put it on his body, and hurried out.
A bloody suit came into view, but before the fat envoy could see it, the iconic ghost face of Zhonglou showed a smile and said flatteringly: "It turned out to be Lord Demon Lord, Lord Demon Lord is here, and I'm welcome. Also, don't take offense, my lord."
"I'm asking you to buy a message." Chonglou didn't talk nonsense with the fat envoy, he said straight to the point.
"What Tianzang Pavilion does is the business of buying and selling news. What news does the devil want to buy?" The fat envoy was very enthusiastic about the guests who came to the door. Of course, with the exception of Xiao Tianyao, even if Xiao Tianyao is very generous every time he gives money, but...
In the end, it was calculated that their Tianzang Pavilion was still at a loss.
"The whereabouts of Nannuoli, the fifth prince of Nanman." When Zhonglou spoke, he slapped a 100,000 tael silver note on the table.
The fat envoy glanced at it and wanted it very much, but...
"Monarch, you also know our rules, we don't sell the news of the royal family." The fat envoy turned his face away reluctantly.
The Tianzang Pavilion completely collapsed before, and it cost a lot of money to rebuild it. He needs the money very much now.
"Crack..." Chonglou shot another hundred thousand taels.
The fat envoy gritted his teeth, glanced at him with nostalgia, and reluctantly looked away.
200,000 taels to buy a message is a lot.
"Crack..." Chonglou took another bank note, adding up to 300,000 taels.
The fat envoy's eyes lit up, but he still clenched his teeth and didn't say anything, just...
This time, Zhonglou was not throwing the banknotes, but stuck one hand on the fat envoy's neck, "This seat's patience is limited." He really thought that he was a boy who scattered money, and all the money was blown by the wind.
"Cough cough..." The fat envoy was so frightened that his legs softened, but just before he collapsed, Chonglou let go of his hand, "Is the news of Nannuoli for sale?"
The meaning of these words is that 300,000 taels is the sky, and there will be no more.
The fat special envoy had just escaped the catastrophe, and this will have lingering fears, but seeing the 300,000 taels on the table, the fat special envoy gleamed again, swallowed his saliva and said: "You also know the rules of the Tianzang Pavilion. It can't be bad, we can't sell the news of Nannuoli in Tianzang Pavilion."
The fat special envoy spoke righteously, but when Zhonglou was about to put away the banknotes, the fat special envoy quickly went to grab it and said eagerly, "However, if you ask anything else, Demon Lord, I can definitely tell you."
We are all smart people, and the fat envoy knew it when he said this, and asked, "Where is the secret road in Yinfeng Mountain?" Yinfeng Mountain is where Nanman built the villa. is the same thing.
The fat special envoy knew that the other party was on the road, he smiled and put away the 300,000 taels, and said without any burden: "It is said that there is a deep pool in Hidden Wind Mountain, and no one knows how deep the deep pool is. If the devil is interested, you can go and see, maybe there will be unexpected gains."
For the sake of money, the fat envoy said it very bluntly, how could Zhonglou not know.
"Tianzang Pavilion is really trustworthy." Chonglou got what he wanted, and when he left the words, he disappeared, just like when he came, without disturbing anyone.
After the fat envoy left the building, he took out the silver note in his arms and counted it again. His eyes, which had been squeezed out of sight by the flesh, were now narrowed into slits. The chair was in a daze, not knowing what to think.
The beauty in the room, seeing that the fat envoy had not come, called out tenderly, "Sir..."