Today in Chaoge City, Meihui is naturally the only focus of attention, but outside the eager sight of ordinary people, there is an undercurrent surging.
The young ascetics who are attending the Meihui have already gone elsewhere.
Countless news flowed between the cornices and yellow tiles and ordinary streets and alleys.
The dignitaries of various sects, high-ranking officials in the imperial court, and wealthy merchants in Nancheng are all looking for a person's whereabouts.
Heaven is close to people.
Some people want to know how much life they have left, some people want to know where their Nascent Soul has gone, some people want to know the hobbies of His Majesty the Emperor, some people want to know whether their only son is their own, of course, some people want to know Some more important questions, such as whether real Jingyang really failed to ascend.
Jing Jiu wasn't sure whether Zhao Layue wanted to ask this question, or wanted to know Yin San's whereabouts, or just wanted to see Luo Huainan.
The genius of the Zhongzhou faction, who may be close to others, is the biggest favorite in Meihui's Taoist battle, and naturally her strongest opponent.
But no matter what reason Zhao Layue wants to see others, he will take her there.
Now in the Green Mountain Sect, Zhao Layue is the master of Shenmo Peak, and he is an ordinary disciple. The two should be called senior sister and younger brother, but in fact, he has always regarded himself as a master.
Zhao Layue has long been used to and accepted this.
The teacher has something to do, and the disciples do his best.
If the disciple has something to do, the master will of course help.
Others don't know where Tianjinren is, and Jing Jiu doesn't know where Tianjinren is, but he knows who knows where Tianjinren is.
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In the east of Chaoge City, beside the White Horse Lake, there is a bustling street.
There is a medical hall on the west side of the street, with a crabapple flower engraved on the plaque, there is a doctor and a clerk inside, it looks a bit shabby and deserted.
Who would have thought that this medical center would be the most important and highest-ranking branch office of Roller, the largest intelligence organization in the Chaotian Continent.
Jing Jiu knew.
As long as you live long enough, you can always know some secrets.
What's more, his senior brother liked to inquire about secrets most of the time, and then told him as a story.
Walking into the medical hall and taking off his hat, Jing Jiu was about to say that the begonia is still no, the doctor quickly raised his right hand to signal him not to say any more, and then brought him and Zhao Layue into the back room.
"This seems to be against the rules," Jing Jiu said.
The doctor smiled wryly and said, "Just by looking at your face, I know you are Jing Jiu."
Last time, the shutter man guessed his identity and confirmed it afterwards.
That being the case, there is no need for Haitang to still deny this old password that has been useless for hundreds of years.
Jing Jiu didn't think about the meaning hidden in this matter, and thought it would be a good thing not to mention the secret code and save some trouble, so he said directly: "Where is Tianjinren?"
The doctor looked at him and said seriously: "This is very high-level news."
Jing Jiu said, "I gave you three pieces of news last time."
The doctor smiled and said: "There are two pieces of information that have not been confirmed. As for what we owe you, we have evened it out."
Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Since you know I am Jing Jiu, then guess who she is?"
The doctor looked at the girl beside him, and couldn't help being stunned.
He is Jing Jiu, so she is naturally Zhao Layue.
For this natural Taoist and the youngest peak master in the history of Qingshan Sect, the shutter man naturally attached great importance to it, and I don't know how much relevant information he collected.
Logically speaking, as the senior supervisor of the shutter roller, the doctor should have recognized Zhao Layue the first time she followed Jing Jiu into the clinic.
The problem is that it is clearly stated in those materials that Zhao Layue does not stick to trivial matters, and does not care about appearance and attire...
So, what is the little yellow flower stuck between the temples
After a while, the doctor came to his senses and understood what Jing Jiu meant.
Last time, he gave Jing Jiu information because the shutter-roller owed him something. Now that Zhao Layue, the righteous master, has come, can he return empty-handed
"This news is very expensive, please don't spread it outside."
Now that the decision was made, the doctor was straightforward and told the location directly.
After Tian Jinren came to Chaoge City, he has been living in the plum garden.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue just came from Meiyuan.
Then this plum garden is naturally not the alpine cold platform where the plum festival is being held, but the old plum garden.
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In the medical hall, Zhao Layue did not speak, and did not ask why Jing Jiu was related to the shutter man.
She didn't speak until she came outside the old street.
"I have lived in Chaoge City since I was a child, but I am preparing to practice and rarely go out. This is the first time I have come here."
Many years ago, monsters from the Snow Country invaded, and the orthodoxy of the dynasty was cut off. The God Emperor and the young leader of the orthodox sect formed an alliance in Meiyuan. This is the origin of the Meihui.
The current Plum Garden is the most spectacular building in Chaoge City, but it is not where it used to be.
The real plum garden is at the end of this old street.
Zhao Layue has never been here, and few people still remember it.
Compared with the extremely lively Xinmeiyuan, which is attracting the attention of thousands of people at this time, this real plum garden is more like a ruin that no one pays attention to.
Jing Jiu was wearing a hat, and looked over there from a distance, and saw some branches and an old pavilion, all in a dilapidated state.
When the Meihui was held that year, he was at a critical moment of breaking through and was unable to attend. Of course, even if he could, he would not come for some reason.
The senior brother came, the former head of the Zhongzhou School came, and the old abbot of Guocheng Temple, who was the master of Chanzi, also came.
At that time, Lian Sanyue was killing people, so it was the head of Shuiyue Temple who came.
There was a crisp snap, followed by an argument, which brought him back from his rare memories.
The liveliness of the street does not come from the tourists who come to pay their respects to the former site of the Plum Garden, but from the row of chess stalls along the street.
Where there are chess stalls, there are chess winners and homeless people watching the games.
In short, they are all lively people, so they are naturally lively.
Shouts of killing, laughter, cursing, chess pieces colliding with the chessboard echoed everywhere in the street, filled with the smell of sweat, feet, and smoke.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked through the streets amidst these sounds and smells, their faces under the hats did not change at all.
When he was about to reach the end of the street, the crooked trees in the Old Plum Garden came into view, Jing Jiu suddenly stopped and looked to the right.
Zhao Layue was slightly startled, and then looked away.
There is a chess stand, not an endgame, but a chess game.
The chess stand is full of people around.
People's faces were full of surprise and absurd expressions.
There is one person who stands in front of everyone.
The man's face was extremely tender, with red lips and white teeth, he looked like a young man, but his expression was extremely proud and indifferent, his eyes were raised above the top of his head, which was disgusting to see.
He looked at the stall owner and said, "You lost, get out."
It seemed that he was playing chess with the stall owner, and the bet was not gold and silver, but staying or leaving.
Seeing that he was so tough, everyone couldn't help getting angry and shouting.
"Speak politely!"
"It's just that you were lucky enough to win a game, why are you so arrogant!"
"Yes! If you have the guts, you can play another game!"
The young man ignored it at all and walked directly to the next chess booth.
This chess booth is an endgame.
The young man looked at it twice, reached out and landed on the chessboard, and made a move.
People are still angry at this person's arrogance and scolding non-stop.
The stall owner who lost was also unconvinced, and shouted: "I won't leave, what can you say?"
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, and the stall owner who had just lost also stopped talking.
Because they found that the face of the owner of the endgame became extremely ugly, sweating profusely.
"roll."
After the young man finished speaking, he walked towards the third chess stand.