To put it bluntly, this is a black market, and the products may not be genuine, and some people may deceive you, so you must keep your eyes peeled when trading.
"That man told a lie just now. Why did he tell a lie?" Jing Ao thought for a long time but still didn't understand. This was not important information, so why did he need to tell a lie?
"Maybe you gave too many gold coins. That person mistakenly thought that the news was of great importance and didn't want to get into trouble." Nangong Chen was also puzzled. Only this explanation was slightly reasonable.
"No, then I was wronged. I will only give one iron coin when I ask questions from now on." Jing Ao touched his pocket. He didn't seem to have any iron coins. The lowest denomination was silver coins.
"Chen, do you have any clues about the thief who stole my gold coins?" Jing Ao asked as he walked away.
Did Chen put all his thoughts on that strange child? He was still thinking about the stolen gold coins. If he didn't find them back as soon as possible, the thief would spend all his gold coins.
"Jing Ao, is your house being robbed? There has been no theft incident in Chaoyang City for a while, and there are no ghosts." Nangong Chen even suspected that Jing Ao was telling nonsense to deceive his sympathy.
"Impossible, no one except my father has this ability. There is a formation in my room, so even my father may not be able to actually enter my room." Jing Ao was both proud and frustrated.
What makes him proud is that his formation ability is considered outstanding even in Lance Academy. What makes him frustrated is that the thief broke his formation so easily?
"If you want to catch a thief, you can catch it yourself. I don't have time for the moment." Nangong Chen said while looking around.
The underground trading place is at the end of East Street. There is no road ahead, so the child and the teenager can only come in here.
"You are too unloyal. Are you going to let thieves go unpunished like this?" Jing Ao shook his head and sighed. The world was really going downhill. His house was also robbed one day, but the thief could not be caught.
"Where is that child?" Nangong Chen asked, having already walked half the place without even a shadow.
"Let's look for it. We can't walk far. At least our legs are longer than that kid's." Jing Ao said interestingly.
"I suspect that the other party already knows that we are following us, and maybe they moved here to get rid of our tracking." Nangong Chen was a little frustrated. He couldn't even do anything to a child.
"Then we were tricked by a child?" Jing Ao twitched his lips, this was the only reasonable explanation.
"Let's go around again." Nangong Chen looked around. For some reason, he actually wanted to see the child again.
"The kid wants to leave. I've turned around a few times and can't find anyone." Jing Ao flicked the folds of his elastic sleeves. The place was so smoky that he couldn't bear to stay for a moment longer.
This circle lasted for more than an hour, but still to no avail, so the two had no choice but to go home.
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In the mountain forest to the west, a gloomy house is hidden among the lush vines. From deep in the forest, the howling of wolves, the sound of crows, and all kinds of strange and jeering sounds can be heard from time to time.
The large iron gate was closed tightly, and the green bricks paved in the front yard had some cracks. They were obviously very old, but they were cleaned cleanly.
A little girl of twelve or thirteen years old stood shivering. She was in ragged clothes and skinny. She was tired and hungry, and her hair was disheveled. Only a pair of bright almond-shaped eyes showed panic, timidity, and confusion.
Since I had no shoes to wear, I walked a long mountain road. My feet were bruised and swollen, and there were a few small cuts with blood oozing from them. I was a little unsteady, but I always insisted on standing. I don't know whether it was because of my stubbornness or because I didn't dare.