Looking at Jiang Xiaoyu's confused expression, Wen Zhiming stood up and said, "If you can't think clearly, stop thinking about it. Since the matter has passed, just pretend that nothing happened."
Wen Zhiming's words made Jiang Xiaoyu even more confused. Someone at the top of the sect had leaked a secret. This was a big deal. How could he just let it go?
Jiang Xiaoyu thought about what Wen Zhiming had just said, that during the period when he was a Chuuriki, everything about the Four Symbols Sect was in his eyes. Does this mean that it is clear who leaked the secret Wen Zhiming.
And there must be something special about that person or something special happened that prevented Wen Zhiming from being held accountable.
"Forget it, since the Heavenly Master doesn't care, I don't have to ask any more questions." Jiang Xiaoyu thought to himself.
Jiang Xiaoyu looked up and saw that Wen Zhiming had already walked to the door.
He hurriedly chased after him, "The sect is leaving?"
"Since you don't have any physical discomfort for the time being, I am naturally relieved. There are still many affairs in the sect, so I will leave first."
When Jiang Xiaoyu escorted Wen Zhiming to the courtyard, Wen Zhiming jumped into the air. He did not look back, but simply asked, "Do you know the man in black who saved you from the Beast Control Sect that day?"
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"The man in black?" Jiang Xiaoyu then remembered that the man in black disappeared immediately after rescuing him that day.
Jiang Xiaoyu knew nothing about that person's identity.
"I don't know." Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head.
"Well, that's okay. I know you are going to Chuyang, but you'd better stay a few more days. If the side effects of the psychic flower appear, I can be there to help you."
"yes."
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Ning'an is a city where mortals make up the majority, and its prosperity is not comparable to other places.
Since Sifang City was occupied by the Beast Control Sect, the proportion of cultivators in Ning'an City has skyrocketed.
Monks are also human beings, and it is their nature to yearn for prosperity.
And once the monks take action, any item, in the eyes of ordinary people, is a rare treasure.
The number of merchants coming and going has increased several times in more than a year.
Ning'an, a small place, suddenly became very crowded.
In the corner of Dongcheng Market, a table-sized stall is filled with exquisite little cloth shoes.
There are flowers, some green, some with red silk borders, and some with cute and cute tiger heads.
It can be seen that the owner of the stall is very attentive. It is precisely because of her seriousness that even though the stall is located in a corner, the business has been able to continue.
In the distance, a woman wearing a light-colored sarong with a brown hairpin on her head ran over in small steps.
She is not very old, but her clothes are a bit old-fashioned.
Not only was her dress plain, but her face also had no makeup at all.
However, this does not affect her beauty at all.
This kind of beauty is not only the exquisiteness of the facial features, but also the natural temperament and the unique charm of a mature woman.
"Aunt Zhang, thank you!"
The old woman in front of the stall stood up and said with a smile: "Ms. Jiang Xie, what are you talking about? Are you just looking after the stall? It's okay. Ping Xi is asleep?"
"Yes." Jiang Xie Niang nodded, "Fall asleep."
"You, you, it's not easy for a woman to raise a child. She has to take care of the child and earn money to support the family all day long." As she said that, Aunt Zhang suddenly leaned into Jiang Xie Niang's ear and whispered.
: "The son of Lao Li from the butcher shop over there told me that he has a crush on you, and he doesn't mind you raising a child. How about you? He's a young man."
Jiang Xie Niang smiled politely and said, "Aunt Zhang, thank you. It's just that my child is everything to me now, and I really don't have the time to think about this aspect."
"That guy is really nice. He's tall and strong. He looks like he's a good businessman."
Jiang Xie Niang kept smiling. She glanced at Aunt Zhang's stall and said, "Aunt Zhang, you have a customer over there."
Aunt Zhang looked back and immediately ran over in a hurry. While running, she did not forget to say: "It's really good, you should think about it."
The ginger shoe lady didn't pay much attention to it. She sat down, took out a white shoe that had not yet been embroidered, and inserted it stitch by stitch.
After Jiang Xiaoyu left, Qianqian moved away.
The reason was very simple. The person who rented the house to her was an old woman. The old woman didn't have her children around, and she preferred children. Sissi only added a little money to the rent, and the old woman agreed to help her take care of the children.
With her children taken care of, she has time to make a living.
Back then, when she was kidnapped into the Wan Du Sect, apart from her ability to serve others, she only had this embroidery skill.
Later, she spent some money to set up such a small stall.
While living a living, you can still save some money every month.
Of course, many people expressed their love to her during the process.
At the beginning, she had not yet gotten over the sadness of Jiang Ping's departure, but now, although she has looked away, she really has no such thoughts as she is busy working for her child's future every day.
She had spent a few days in a flower house, and she had become very good at asking men to pay for her money. However, when she exchanged her own sweat for money, the feeling was completely different.
If I were to find another man, it would be a trivial matter to be criticized for not being perfect.
The most important thing is that in the future, the children will have to rely on others for food and clothing.
For a mother, this is something absolutely unacceptable.
"Oops, I almost forgot something important!" Lady Jiang Shoe put down the needlework in her hand, quickly pulled out a brocade box from under the stall, and placed two pairs of little people's shoes embroidered with red carps in the brocade box.
"Aunt Zhang, help me look at the stalls again. I almost forgot about something urgent."
Without waiting for Aunt Zhang to respond, Jiang Xie Niang trotted towards the direction of White Horse Lane.
Baima Lane in Dongcheng is a place only rich people can afford to live.
Knocking on the side door next to the main door, Lady Jiang Xie smiled lightly at the concierge and said, "The shoes made by your lady are delivered to you."
The concierge was a short bachelor, and when he saw Jiang Xie Niang, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he didn't recover for a long time.
"Master concierge!" Jiang Xie Niang's voice was slightly louder.
Only then did the concierge realize. He playfully took the brocade box from Jiang Xie Niang's hand. In the process, he was shameless and wanted to take the opportunity to touch Jiang Xie Niang's little hand.
Naturally, Jiang Shoe Lady saw this little move, and her hand that was holding the brocade box instantly moved to the bottom of the brocade box, "Be careful, these little shoes are not cheap."
"You wait here. After Mrs. Dongxi takes a look at it, I will give you the money."
"Well, thank you, sir."
The side door closed with a creak, and Jiang Xie Niang took a few steps back and stood aside, waiting quietly.
The wall is very high, and the stone lion at the door is also very majestic.
In contrast, the ginger shoe girl in the corner is as weak as a sick cat.
In the main hall of the mansion, a middle-aged man with a blessed face and a brocade robe respectfully placed a piece of jade on the table.
Sitting next to the table was a monk with a sword on his back. The monk looked to be around forty, his eyebrows were lowered, and he was holding an exquisite tea bowl in his hand.
"Master Xue, this jade is called Shu Ling Jade. I spent a lot of money to buy it from an expert some time ago. Today, I offer this jade just so that you can accept my son as your son."
Being a disciple can be regarded as fulfilling my lifelong wish."
The monk who was called Master Xue put down his tea bowl and shook his head, "Xie Weng, this thing of yours is not worth it."
"Isn't it worth it?" Xie Weng was a little surprised, "I spent five years of the whole government's income to buy this. Isn't it worth it?"
Perhaps realizing that he had lost his composure, Xie Weng calmed down and continued to ask: "Master Xue, if it's not enough, I will think of another way to deal with the child's matter..."
"It's not that the things are worthless, it's that your Shu Lingyu is fake."
"Fake? How is it possible?"
Master Xue picked up the piece of Shu Ling Jade, rubbed it on his fingertips for a moment, and then put it down again, "There is really no flaw in this thing."
"Then why?"
Master Xue paused and said: "I have a treasure that can indicate whether there is a secret treasure within a mile nearby."
"When you first entered, I took a look and found that there were no treasures around here at all. Therefore, this thing of yours must be fake."
"No! Master Xue, you can't make such a joke!"
Xie Weng was trembling all over. Over the past year or so, the treasures he had dedicated to Master Xue in front of him were already a large amount.
It was precisely because of this that Master Xue reluctantly agreed that if he offered another important treasure, he would accept Xie Weng's younger son who had no talent for cultivation as his disciple.
Once upon a time, Master Xue always thought that it was impossible for mortals to possess any treasures.
But after meeting Xie Weng, his understanding was immediately overturned.
Especially in this hub city that connects the mortal world and the world of cultivation, the location of secret treasures is often beyond people's expectations.
His cultivation level is average, but he has a special hobby: collecting treasures.
However, today, he was disappointed.
Judging from Xie Weng's expression, he was obviously kept in the dark.
"That's all." Master Xue took out a palm-sized compass from his arms, "You have seen this thing before. If there are any treasures nearby, there will naturally be instructions on it. But when you first entered, I
I have already seen that there is no spiritual power fluctuation of any treasure in the entire Xie Mansion."
As he spoke, Master Xue spread his palms.
"Huh?" He was surprised to find that the pointer on the compass was trembling crazily. He looked in the direction the pointer was pointing and asked in surprise: "What is that direction?"
Xie Weng was a little at a loss and muttered: "Then, that's the gate over there."
"Go and have a look!" After saying that, Master Xue stood up directly.
"Master Xue, my Shu Lingyu?"
"Fake!"
Lady Jiang Shoe stood outside the side door, glancing towards the side door from time to time.
Suddenly, a figure flew out from above the courtyard wall.
[Author's digression]: Dear readers, since September is the last month of the third quarter, and the epidemic is so serious now (I am in Chengdu), the performance pressure is very high (hard sales), so during this period, every day
I can only update it once for the time being (3000 words is a little higher, a little bigger than the previous chapters). If you feel that it is not enough, you can also support it a little. Thank you for your support.