Li Ang himself lacks a suitable reason to go to Suzhou to investigate clues - he has no relatives or friends in Suzhou to visit.
As for sending Mo Si's clone, the journey is too long and there are too many uncertainties. Not to mention the recent assassination of Li Shenbin, the Town and Fu Division must have stepped up inspections at various checkpoints.
"We have to think of a way."
Li Ang thought about it, opened another book, and looked up relevant information about the red-eyed purple bee.
According to book records, bee colonies will soak a small number of eggs that are qualified to hatch into new queens in a special liquid mixed with royal jelly and the blood and water of large animals to promote their hatching.
The more energy the blood water has, the greater the probability of successful hatching. This is why the red-eyed purple bee likes to live in areas with other monsters.
Do you want to try hatching it?
With Mo Si's clone managing her, there's no need to worry about the red-eyed purple bee getting out of control. If it can be hatched, it might be able to help.
Li Ang began to take action. He controlled the Mosi clone and dug out a medium-sized cave with a pool under a mountain east of Chang'an.
Place three bee eggs in the pool, soak them in water, and slowly recover from their shriveled state.
As for the royal jelly and large animal blood required for hatching...
"Go to the ghost market and buy it."
The ghost market has a wide range of products, and as long as you have money, you can buy everything.
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At nightfall, a figure shrouded in a gray cloak, wearing a hat and scarf, and carrying a cloth package, stepped into the Chang'an Ghost Market.
The ghost market extends in all directions, with numerous secret passages. Several main entrances are controlled by various forces. As soon as Mo Si's clone walked in, he felt that there were eyes prying in the dark.
Mosi's clone pretended not to notice the hidden sight, and Shi Shiran walked along the riverbed street.
He appeared here for the first time, with a bulging package and walking alone. Soon, there were more and more sights behind him.
Step.
Mo Si's clone stopped and bought a fine iron dagger worth two guan at the stall. When paying the bill, he opened the package directly, revealing the gold and silver ingots inside, and settled the bill with silver ingots.
The feeling of being spied on suddenly diminished, and many of the pursuers turned around and left.
This is different from a young child walking around the busy city holding a piece of gold.
An unknown person appeared in the ghost market unprepared with such a large amount of wealth.
Or completely crazy,
Or you have enough self-confidence to protect yourself and your property and make peepers pay the price.
The clone of Mosi calmly accepted the gazes from all directions, took the dagger and made random cuts, then tied the dagger around his waist and continued to the depths of the ghost market.
When I came to Yajiu before, the other party mentioned that the ghost city has a large population and complex terrain.
The upper space is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, but the lower you go, the closer it is to an above-ground city.
This is indeed the case. In the lower space, there are restaurants, inns, teahouses, gambling houses, pawn shops and other buildings. The lights are brightly lit all night long. Most of the pedestrians wear masks, including mortals and monks.
'In the corners of the plaques of these shops, there are different patterns engraved to show which force in the ghost market they belong to. But there are no Kou family patterns. It seems that after the last change in the awakening monk, their family was occupied by other people.
Several companies took the opportunity to clean out.'
Li Ang thought silently, turned around and walked into a teahouse building named [Pinmingxuan].
The layout of the teahouse building is not much different from that of the above-ground teahouse.
There are shelves with books and periodicals in the corner. There are a few tables and chairs in the middle of the store. There are copper pots on the tables. The store clerk is standing in front of the counter, and an elegant middle-aged man is sitting behind the counter.
In the Yu people, those who are familiar with the art of making tea in teahouses are jokingly called tea doctors. Excellent tea doctors are proficient in tea ceremony, and their performances are like art.
In the ghost market, the teahouse itself is actually a place for information trading. Dr. Tea himself knows both black and white information about the world, and sells the information to interested people, which is equivalent to an intelligence dealer.
And [Pinmingxuan] is the largest interlocking intelligence transfer station in Yu State.
Li Ang took out a small gold ingot from the package and placed it on the table, indicating that he did not need the waiter to serve him. He made himself a pot of tea and read through the publications on the shelf.
This publication is printed internally by Pinmingxuan, and it contains some recent information about the underground world.
[Chang'an General Prison was caught in a fire and was suspected of being stolen]
[The Southern Zhou Dynasty envoys came to Yu State to eliminate the hidden dangers of war]
[The son of Prince Changxiang was assassinated and the assassin is still at large]
[A mountain collapse occurred in the northwest of Shiwanhuang Mountain, suspected to be caused by monks from the Zhuxiao Realm]
...
Li Ang shook his head silently. The information in the publication used a lot of words such as "suspected" and "possible". This does not mean that Pinmingxuan cannot detect the details.
But if outsiders want to know the inside story, they must pay an additional fee and ask Dr. Tea for details.
It’s like a search engine, where you’re halfway through an article and are forced to download a certain mobile software.
Li Ang was not interested in these contents. He put down the magazine, walked to the counter, and asked Dr. Tea in a hoarse voice: "Where can I buy the blood of large monsters in the ghost market?"
"Huh?"
Dr. Tea frowned slightly when he heard this, looked at Li Ang, took out a insulation note from the counter, and asked after using it: "What level of monster do you need?"
"Level 2 is the best, level 3 is just fine. But the quantity needs to be large."
"This...
Second-level monsters are rare and dangerous, and often require the cooperation of multiple high-level monks of the Patrol Cloud Realm, or the action of monks of the Zhuxiao Realm to capture them.
I wonder if you need it urgently? If not, many auction houses and pawn shops can make reservations, and it will take about three or four days to prepare. But if you are in a hurry to use it in the near future, only the Yuzheng Auction House on the third basement floor of Ghost City has corresponding services.
Inventory.
But..."
Dr. Tea paused and added: "That auction house only accepts regular customers. New customers must have a recommender or a certificate issued by a credible force in the ghost market before they can enter."
Referrer?
Li Ang frowned slightly, "Is this okay if there is no introducer?"
He lifted up the package filled with gold and silver ingots and placed it on the table. The golden metallic luster dazzled Dr. Tea's face.
"This..."
Dr. Tea calmed his mind, barely maintained his demeanor, and moved his eyes away from the gold and silver ingots, "I'm afraid it still won't work. The guest should know about the Kou family's changes some time ago, right?
The Kou family dug tunnels without permission and released terrible monsters deep underground. If the king of the ghost market, Zheng, Sikong and his family had not sent people to block the tunnels and suppress the mutation, the consequences would have been disastrous.
After that, the Kou family was liquidated and wiped out, and its territory was divided up by other companies. Accordingly, the management of the ghost market has become much stricter in recent times. I am afraid that something will happen again."
Dr. Tea continued: "If the customer is in an emergency, Pinmingxuan is willing to issue a voucher. But it requires the customer to provide a certain amount of exclusive information."
Li Ang pointed to the gold and silver ingots in the package, "Can't you buy it?"
Dr. Tea shook his head and said: "Pinmingxuan has a purpose. Information can be exchanged for money, but at a critical moment, even a thousand dollars may not be able to buy a piece of information."
"...Okay."
Li Ang didn't know much about the world of intelligence dealers. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he currently knew quite a lot of "confidential" information.
The Zhaoming organization, the Sword Immortal Tomb, the silk ink, and even the production process of allicin, the health status of the royal family members of the Yu Kingdom...
He went through the existing information in his mind, pondered for a moment, and replied: "I have information on the assassin who recently assassinated the son of Prince Chang Xiang."
"Huh?!"
The expression of shock and astonishment flashed across Dr. Tea's face, and his hands moved a little too much, almost knocking over the teapot on the table.
It’s no wonder that he lost his composure. The recent case of Prince Chang Xiang’s son has been widely circulated in the ghost market. People are saying that the unidentified assassin is so bold that he dares to go against Emperor Yu.
In front of the escorts of the Zhenfu Division, he forcibly killed the son of the county prince whom Emperor Yu wanted to protect.
The most important thing is that he actually escaped! He escaped under the eyes of the deputy commander of the Zhenfu Department!
This is so unbelievable that some people in the ghost market believe that the unidentified assassin actually inherited the skills of the Jie Yi Sect, a sect that specialized in assassination during the Sui Dynasty.
The news became more and more sinister as it spread, and Pinmingxuan was also very interested in it.
"..."
Dr. Tea took a deep breath, straightened his posture, and asked: "In order to gain mutual trust, I wonder if you can reveal a small part of the information about the assassin?"
"Okay."
Mosi's clone nodded and said in a low voice: "His name is Bateman."
Dr. Cha's heart skipped a beat. The other party was right. According to the information collected by Pinmingxuan, the assassin did claim his surname was Bai during the assassination.
At present, only those present at the time and a few people within the Zhenfu Department are qualified to know this.
"The information is correct,"
Dr. Tea asked respectfully: "I wonder if your Excellency is..."
"My surname is Lu,"
The clone of Mo Si was silent for a moment, then announced his false identity in a low voice, "You can call me, the Pirate King of East China Sea, Luffy."
This chapter has been completed!