At this moment, everyone has probably thought of this.
They really don't seem to understand Tsukimi that well.
In other words, I don’t know what Yue Jian is doing these days.
No one even cared about her.
"Yue Jian wants to participate in Tianxuan Mountain's inner sect selection, so Tianxuan Mountain should be accepting commissions from Qinghuan Mansion these days like us." Chu Zhaozhao thought for a moment and said at this time.
"That's true... She goes out early and comes back late every day like you, and she doesn't have anywhere else to go..." Ziyu also said at this time.
These days, she and Chu Zhaozhao stayed in the small courtyard most of the time, consolidating their cultivation. They naturally saw Chu Qingxiao and others coming and going.
Although she didn't know what Yue Jian had experienced outside, she knew that Chu Qingxiao and others usually left home in the morning and came back at night, and they were probably busy with matters related to Qinghuan Mansion.
"Then let's start from Qinghuan Mansion. Let's go to Qinghuan Mansion to find out what commissions she has received these days. Are there any suspicious people or things in these commissions?" Although Chu Qingxiao was extremely anxious in his heart, he also understood that he had to do this at this time.
Only by calmly responding can you possibly find traces of Tsukimi.
But his proposal at the moment is quite good.
Everyone's eyes lit up at first, but soon Ziyu frowned and said: "But Qinghuan Mansion has been closed at this time, and although Qinghuan Mansion has a file recording each disciple's acceptance of the commission, this
I’m afraid we can’t see it.”
As soon as this was said, everyone suddenly realized the complexity of the matter, and they all frowned.
Chu Zhaozhao said: "How about going to Shenhe Peak to ask Master Mu for help?"
Chu Qingxiao shook his head: "It takes at least three days to go back to Shenhe Peak. We can't wait that long... What's more, Senior Mu may not be able to help."
Chu Qingxiao knew that after all, he rejected Mu Nanshan's request at Shenhe Peak. His kindness in helping Sun Li had been repaid by Mu Nanshan with the matter of the library. After all this, the other party did have reason to reject him.
.
Just when everyone was at a loss what to do, Lu Sandao stood up. She put down the wine bottle in her hand, wiped the wine stains from the corner of her mouth, and raised her knife in front of everyone's strange looks.
Then, she said: "Let's go."
After saying this, she walked towards the courtyard gate.
"Go? Where?" Everyone was stunned and looked at Lu Sandao strangely.
"Qinghuan Mansion? Aren't you going to find out what Xiao Yuejian is doing these days?" Lu Sandao said.
When Chu Qingxiao heard this, he immediately reacted. His eyes lit up and he looked at Lu Sandao and asked, "Senior Sister Lu, is there any way to get to Qinghuan Mansion?"
Lu Sandao shook his head: "What can I do?"
"Then...?" Chu Qingxiao suddenly felt confused.
But before he could say anything, he saw Lu Sandao lifting the knife in his hand, shaking it towards him, and then smiled.
"But I have a knife."
…
Lu Sandao's posture made it clear that he was preparing to force his way into Qinghuan Mansion.
This is no small matter.
If the higher-ups were to hold him accountable, at least the perpetrator would be expelled from the school, or at worst, he might even be recognized by Tianxuan Mountain as causing trouble to the school. However, Tianxuan Mountain's rules in this regard have always been strict, and there is no risk of life.
What Chu Qingxiao meant was that he had promised Song Guicheng that he would ensure Yue Jian's safety, but the rest of the people probably didn't have to risk their lives like this.
But regarding Chu Qingxiao's proposal, everyone rejected Chu Qingxiao without even thinking about it.
In their words, Yue Jian is also their friend. When a friend is in trouble, he should draw his sword to help.
At this point, even Ziyu, who had never dealt with Yue Jian, was very determined.
Chu Qingxiao was also quite moved by this. He said nothing more, but solemnly thanked everyone, and then hurried to Qinghuan Mansion together with everyone.
The street where Qinghuan Mansion is located is next to the downtown area of Tianxuan City, and the entire street is occupied by various administrative offices of Tianxuan Mountain.
By Haishi, the gates of these mansions had long been closed, and the endless flow of people coming and going during the day had all disappeared at this moment.
There are very few pedestrians on the wide street.
In front of the majestic gate of Qinghuan Mansion, there were only two disciples wearing standard clothes guarding it.
In fact, the form of such a task is greater than the real meaning.
After all, in Tianxuan City, anything related to Tianxuan Mountain is something that ordinary outer sects and handyman disciples would not dare to deal with.
Therefore, the two disciples responsible for guarding were also a little absent-minded.
A man was leaning against the wall, holding a sword in his hands and taking a nap.
One person was squatting aside, reading a romance novel in his hand with relish by the light of the lantern in front of the mansion.
Chu Qingxiao and his group arrived in front of Qinghuan Mansion with great momentum. The disciple was also attracted by the sudden sound of footsteps. He was stunned and looked up at the group of people who suddenly appeared in front of him.
He frowned, a little displeased with these people disturbing his reading.
"Qinghuan Mansion has been closed since then. I have to come early tomorrow to take the commission." He said angrily, and then waved his hand to signal everyone to leave.
The look on his face was very impatient, as if he was chasing away a swarm of flies.
Chu Qingxiao stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the other party: "Senior brother, we are not here to accept the commission from Qinghuan Mansion."
"It's just that a friend of mine has been in trouble recently and is in danger of life, so I want to check the files about her in Qinghuan Mansion to see if there is anything suspicious."
"Human life is at stake, so please make it easier for me, senior brother."
After hearing this, the disciple put the book in his hand on the ground, then looked up and down at Chu Qingxiao and others with squinting eyes, and said contemptuously: "Where do you think this Qinghuan Mansion is? You can check it if you want?"
Are there any sword-holding orders for the Sword-holding Hall? Are there any sacred peak orders for the nine sacred peaks of Tianxuan Mountain?"
The disciple's series of questions made Chu Qingxiao a little confused. After all, he had never heard of these things.
Chu Qingxiao could only shake his head.
When the disciple saw this, he even sneered: "Without these, you can't check the Qinghuan Mansion's files, so go back!"
Chu Qingxiao frowned slightly and said sincerely: "Brother, my life is at stake, so I hope it's convenient."
The disciple became increasingly impatient.
"If anyone uses the words "human life is at stake" to make it easier for me, then do I still have to do this job?"
When Chu Qingxiao heard this, he nodded in agreement.
"Right."
The disciple couldn't help but be stunned, a little surprised by Chu Qingxiao's reasonableness.
But before he could react, he saw Chu Qingxiao saying apologetically: "Then I may have to wrong the two senior brothers."
The disciple thought this was a bit strange and looked up at Chu Qingxiao.
I saw a faint murderous intent surging in Chu Qingxiao's eyes.
He was startled and said quickly: "Don't act recklessly. There are still many disciples and an elder from Shenfeng in the mansion..."
…
Half an hour later.
Inside Qinghuan Mansion, outside the archives.
A group of Tianxuan Mountain disciples wearing standard clothes were standing there in a row with their heads lowered and crying faces.
And an old man wearing a white robe was following Lu Sandao respectfully.
His name is Lu Wendu, and he is an elder on Chiyun Peak. He has been working in Chiyun Peak for many years, but he has not made any big achievements. He relied on some connections and was only elected as an elder after he was sixty years old.
But after all, his cultivation level was not too high, and he was not ranked among the elders of Chiyun Peak, so he simply applied to be transferred to Qinghuan Mansion and became the master here.
Life here is leisurely and there is plenty of money and money, and Lu Wendu is very satisfied with this.
Today was like any other day. He drank some wine and was about to fall asleep peacefully when he heard the sound of fighting and the cry for help from the disciples on duty outside the mansion.
Lu Wendu has been working as an official in Qinghuan Mansion for so many years, but he has never encountered such a thing.
He angrily greeted the disciples who were resting in the mansion, and rushed to the door of the mansion without even putting on his clothes.
I want to teach these guys who disturbed my dreams a good lesson.
But when he came to the door of the house, Lu Wendu was stunned.
He recognized the woman in red among the newcomers...
That was Lu Sandao, the guard of Qingque Peak who was notorious throughout Tianxuan Mountain.
Lu Wendu suddenly became excited and saw clearly the group of people following Lu Sandao.
Of course, he didn't know this group of people, but he had heard of it...
About a month ago, Huang Fulai, the second son of Chiyun Peak, went to trouble a young man named Meng Ziliang in order to please Zheng Lingyin.
The young man lived in a small courtyard with Lu Sandao and a young man named Chu Qingxiao, and they had a close relationship. They were accompanied by several girls.
At that time, their second son was about to launch an attack, but Tu Yuanzhen from Shenhe Peak suddenly arrived and said that he would invite the group of people to the library at Shenhe Peak.
And those who can enter Shenhe Peak's Library Pavilion are undoubtedly people valued by Mu Nanshan, and it is even very likely that they will be accepted by Mu Nanshan as their disciples.
That guy in Mu Nanshan is even more notorious than Lu Sandao.
No matter in terms of strength or qualifications, apart from the headmaster, there is probably no one who can match Mu Nanshan in the entire Tianxuan Mountain.
Who can provoke his disciples?
Lu Wendu was very thoughtful. Although he had never met Chu Qingxiao, Meng Ziliang and others, he could guess their identities at a glance from their number and appearance.
He immediately felt that the souls of the dead were rising, and he quickly stopped the thousands of disciples who were about to take action. Then he humbly asked Lu Sandao about his purpose, and then invited them in.
…
"Mr. Lu, this is the file on Miss Yue Jian that you are looking for. What commissions she has received in the past two months and how well she has completed them all depend on this."
In the file room, Lu Wendu took Yue Jian's file, placed it in front of Lu Sandao, and asked with a flattering smile: "Do you need anything else? I'll have someone prepare it right now."
Chu Qingxiao was a little surprised by the flattering attitude of the master of Qinghuan Mansion in front of him. After all, before coming here, everyone was prepared to fight with Qinghuan Mansion and seize the files by force.
It was certainly a good thing that there was no conflict at the moment, but it inevitably made Chu Qingxiao feel a little strange in his heart.
Are the people in Qinghuan Mansion reasonable, or does Lu Sandao have such a say in Tianxuan Mountain?
Chu Qingxiao couldn't understand this matter for a while, and he didn't have time to think about it. He just said to Lu Wendu: "That's enough. Thank you, senior."
Lu Wendu was also aware of the situation, and nodded after hearing this: "Look, everyone, my disciples and I are waiting outside. If you need anything, please feel free to ask."
After Lu Wendu said this, he quickly exited the file room, leaving the space here to everyone.
"This old man is quite reasonable." Ziyu also felt that the other party's attitude was strange, so she couldn't help but muttered.
"Let's read the files first. Time waits for no one. If we find Yue Jian a moment later, Yue Jian will be in greater danger." Chu Zhaozhao interrupted Ziyu's doubts and said so.
Naturally, everyone understood this truth, and nodded at this moment, then stepped forward and opened the envelope containing the Tsukimi Dossier.
Qinghuan Mansion's files only record the content of the tasks accepted by the disciples and the final delivery. Generally speaking, they are not complicated.
Yuejiandao Tianxuan City only lasted forty or fifty days, so logically speaking, this file would not be particularly long.
But after the file was opened, everyone was stunned.
The entire file is sixty or seventy pages long, which is comparable to the files of many disciples who have been here for half a year.
"So many? How many commissions has she received in the past few decades?" Ziyu couldn't help but sigh at this time.
Chu Qingxiao did not understand, but distributed the letters and said: "Everyone, please take a closer look to see if there is anything suspicious in these entrustments."
Everyone also knew that the situation was urgent, so they all nodded at this moment, then reached out to take the file handed over by Chu Qingxiao, lowered their heads and looked through it carefully.
Chu Qingxiao naturally couldn't be idle, and he immediately looked through the files in his hand.
Chongsheng's twelfth year, September 11th.
At three o'clock in the morning, I received a commission to help Yushui Restaurant transport goods from the back kitchen of the restaurant on Market Road in the north of the city.
At the second quarter of the hour, the commission was delivered and the reward was two pieces of spiritual iron jade.
At the fourth quarter of the hour, a commission was received. The Zhao family in the east of the city was in urgent need of tutoring to help the four young men correct their sword-wielding postures. They were required to cultivate to the third realm or above and at the same time lay a solid foundation in swordsmanship.
At the fifth hour, the commission was delivered and the reward was six pieces of spiritual iron jade.
At a quarter past noon, I received a commission. The Xingyue Martial Arts Hall in the east of the city had a batch of swords that needed polishing. The price was calculated on a piece-by-piece basis, and three pieces were polished for one spirit iron jade.
At three o'clock in the morning, she handed over the commission and reported that she had polished nine blades, but her employer reported that one of the blades had been damaged by her.
There was a dispute between the two parties, and in the end it was decided that only two spiritual iron jade should be given as reward.
At six o'clock in the morning, receive the commission...
Chu Qingxiao looked at the dense records in the file, and his brows gradually furrowed.
On September 11th alone, Yue Jian received six commissions from morning to night, and did not stop until Haishi, when Qinghuan Mansion was closed.
Not just on this day, Chu Qingxiao also looked at the file records of the rest of the time, and found that the moon was like this almost every day.
Suddenly, Chu Qingxiao seemed to see that girl. He came to Qinghuan Mansion every day before dawn, with his head cocked, looking for his favorite mission from the observation pillars. In the process, he would inevitably have to compete with others.
After receiving the commission, she had to rush to the location of the commission, and then after completing the task, she rushed back all the way, looking for the next commission non-stop.
Sometimes you encounter troublesome employers who deliberately make things difficult, and the rewards you receive are very different from what was originally promised.
But the girl had no time to argue, so she could only swallow her grievances and continue her run.
It goes on like this for a whole day, and she may not even care about eating, and can only make do with some steamed buns on the road.
Thinking of this, Chu Qingxiao couldn't help clenching his fists.
"How many commissions does she have to take in a day?" Everyone around her also saw clearly the contents of the file at this time.
Ziyu was the first to sigh and frowned.
Chu Zhaozhao also raised his head when he heard this and said: "I took a quick look and found that there are basically five or six commissions a day, and sometimes I can even do seven or eight commissions."
You know, Chu Zhaozhao once lived alone in Tianxuan City. At that time, although she was under pressure from her family, after all, while the family brought pressure, they also gave a lot of money every month.
as funding.
When Chu Zhaozhao was practicing, he felt it was hard to complete a commission every day. Chu Zhaozhao did not even dare to think about the intensity of five or six commissions that could be guaranteed on this day.
"Why...is she working so hard?" Ziyu asked again.
This question makes everyone a little confused.
After all, although everyone was in an embarrassing situation at the beginning, it seemed that they didn’t need to work so hard to accomplish this in the end, right?
"She wants to raise enough money to participate in the inner sect selection..."
"This is very important to her." Just when everyone was confused, Chu Qingxiao's voice suddenly came.
Everyone was stunned and looked up at Chu Qingxiao.
His brows were furrowed, his hands holding the file were clenched, and his knuckles were red.
Meng Jin asked a little strangely: "But we won't be short of money later, right? Ziliang can spend more than a hundred spiritual iron jade every day..."
Chu Qingxiao looked at Meng Jinyan with a bitter expression at this moment: "But no one of us has ever told her that we are willing to help her share the burden..."
When these words came out, everyone's bodies trembled.
They finally realized the crux of the problem.
Naturally, they are all generous people, and they sincerely regard Yue Jian as a friend. They even subconsciously believe that the money Meng Ziliang earns is shared by everyone.
But after all, these are what they think.
Tsukimi is very strong.
She also treats everyone as her friends.
Therefore, when Meng Ziliang still wanted to see Zheng Lingyin, she simply agreed to hand over the spiritual iron jade she earned to Meng Ziliang to fulfill his long-cherished wish.
But no one took the initiative to mention that they would help her get enough spiritual iron jade to participate in the inner sect selection.
And with her temperament, she would never be able to ask anyone for help.
She was just counting the time silently, thinking about how to raise so much spiritual iron jade when the selection started.
She runs around every day but never complains to anyone.
Even if they hadn't come to the file room of Qinghuan Mansion today, no one would have known how bitter this somewhat willful girl who likes to argue with Ziyu has been going through these days.
She did everything silently, not wanting to trouble anyone.
She just wants to rely on her own ability to go to the inner gate and the Yaoguang Sword Pool to retrieve the swords that once belonged to her clan.
…
Chu Qingxiao felt increasingly annoyed.
He feels like he's an asshole.
What protects her.
What doesn't make her sad.
Those words were so beautifully said at first, but Chu Qingxiao felt so regretful at this moment.
And everyone obviously understood this, and they also had a look of shame on their faces.
"Okay, we do ignore Tsukimi sometimes."
"That's why we have to find a way to bring her back now. Don't think about this for now, and then take a closer look at the file to see if there is anything suspicious." Seeing everyone's low mood, Chu Zhaozhao hurriedly comforted her.
Everyone also understood this truth, put away their emotions, and carefully looked at every commission recorded in the file again.
"Huh……"
About a quarter of an hour passed, and Meng Ziliang, who was sitting next to him, suddenly made a confused sound from his mouth.
Everyone looked up at Meng Ziliang, and Chu Qingxiao immediately asked: "Is there anything wrong?"
"Come and see." Meng Zi said wisely, and then handed over the file in his hand.
Everyone gathered around and saw what was written on the letter paper.
Chongsheng twelfth year, September 1st
At every hour and five, receive unlimited commissions.
If you help keep an item and deliver it properly after one month, you will be rewarded with five thousand spirit iron jade.
Most of the time, Qinghuan Mansion can only complete the previous commission before taking on the next one. However, for some commissions that take a long time and cannot be completed in a short time, you can apply for unlimited.
While accepting this commission, it does not prevent the entrusted person from accepting other tasks.
Although this kind of task is rare, it is not unusual.
What really makes everyone feel weird is that the reward written at the end is a full five thousand pieces of spiritual iron jade.
"So many spiritual iron jade? Why have I never heard Yue Jian mention it? Why does it feel like a scam in the world?" Ziyu said at this time.
"Maybe she doesn't think it's reliable, otherwise she wouldn't have worked so hard to earn spiritual iron jade these days." Chu Zhaozhao analyzed.
Chu Qingxiao also looked at the commission carefully and said with a frown: "On September 1st, just a few days after we arrived at Tianxuan Mountain..."
"Isn't it written on it what the items need to be kept?"
Meng Ziliang read it for a while, then shook his head: "It's just this paragraph, I haven't written what it is."
Chu Qingxiao's frown deepened.
They have almost finished reading the entire file at this moment. Most of them are just ordinary requests. There is nothing surprising. The only weird thing is the one in front of them.
But there are only a few sentences in this commission, and it is difficult to find any useful clues from them.
"You guys..." Chu Zhaozhao suddenly looked at a certain part of the file and said, "Do you think this client's name sounds familiar?"
When Chu Qingxiao heard this, he quickly looked around again and saw three words written on the column of the client - Lu Zhangming.
"I seem to have seen this name somewhere..." Chu Qingxiao muttered.
But although he felt the same as Chu Zhaozhao, he couldn't remember where he had heard this name.
"I remembered!"
But Meng Ziliang suddenly slapped his forehead, stood up, pointed at the name and said.