Lord of Deception

"I've met Uncle Fu. Sister Gu is so polite. If I have time, I'll naturally pay him a visit."

Xin Xian received the gift, and then immediately handed over the wooden box he was holding in his hand.

"Uncle Fu, this is a greeting gift from my young master. It's a rough country and only has some local specialties. I hope you'll accept it."

"Local specialties are great. Nowadays, the rarest and most precious ones are local specialties. I won't be polite."

Uncle Fu smiled happily. Of course he would not dislike it. He could not bear to be polite to this unique local product in the world and a treasure that even money could not buy.

He accepted the greeting gift and took the initiative to step forward.

"This must be Young Master Qing. I've heard about him for many days, but when I saw him today, he is indeed a talented person, one of the best among men."

"Uncle Fu, you're welcome, I'm Qing Ziyu." Yu Ziqing greeted him politely.

After just one meeting, Yu Ziqing could roughly understand whether the other party was sincere or not.

It is already a great courtesy for a master of Dongxu Realm to stand up and greet him, a third-level physical practitioner. After all, in this world, fists still speak.

If you are a tenth-level boss, even if your identity is just a beggar, then if you break into the palace now and spit on Emperor Li's face, saying why begging is no longer allowed at the foot of the imperial city, Emperor Li will also smile with you, I promise. You can continue to beg there immediately.

Fu Bo also hinted at how they planned to treat the relationship between the two parties.

To put it simply, it gives us face and shows that we are sincere.

It also means that you represent Jinlan Mountain at the moment and are the talker of Jinlan Mountain outside, but I am not an equal in my power, so even if I am the seventh level, I will take the initiative to get up and greet you.

But that's all, because master itself is status.

Yu Zi understood this clearly, and also determined another thing.

These people now firmly agree that the King of Hungry Ghosts is sleeping in Jinlan Mountain, whether in records or in various actions.

But in fact, people who stand in a high enough position regard this sentence as nonsense, but they have to agree with it.

This is the most important reason why the other party is willing to give Yu Ziqing courtesy.

After all, it's still a big fist.

It's so big that even though I know you can't make a move, I'm still afraid.

After chatting for a moment, Uncle Fu looked at Yu Ziqing, reached out and took out a jade box.

"Forgive me for talking too much. I see that Young Master Qing seems to be ill. I can no longer use these health-preserving elixirs, so I will give them to Young Master Qing to replenish his health. I hope you don't dislike it."

"Uncle Fu, you're welcome. It's just a minor injury."

"Oh? Master Qing is injured?"

"A few days ago, I met a madman with tattoos all over his face. I don't know where he is. He is a fugitive from tattoos. If he stops me, he will scream and kill me. The madman is quite strong. He still gives me headaches every day. I don't know when I can get rid of him. good."

Yu Ziqing rubbed his head and glanced sympathetically.

"Xianqian, what is that guy's name?"

"Master, we forgot to ask his name, but I guess his name is Qilou. He has a token on him, and it should be his name engraved on it."

Yu Ziqing turned around and continued.

"Oh, yes, it's called the Seventh Floor. The name is weird."

Uncle Fu's eyelids twitched slightly, and his heart suddenly thumped.

Seventh floor...

His face is covered with tattoos, and his strength is quite good.

He probably knew who it was.

He has appeared several times to do information transactions with some people in Dali. He is the fourth person on the seventh floor, the sixth level of Lian Shen.

He was once chased, but he assassinated four pursuers of the same level, injured a seventh-level Qi Refining monk, and walked away.

This kind of guy died in the hands of these people in front of him?

The highest level of cultivation is only the fourth level, and he is still a Shadow Division spy who is not good at fighting?

There were three people left, neatly organized third-level monks.

As soon as Su Li entered the door, he checked the information. The characteristics of the broken arm were really obvious. One of the purposes of his visit this time was to try it out and learn more about the situation from Su Li.

Unexpectedly, Su Li actually walked together with people like Yu Ziqing.

And he was intercepted and killed by people on the seventh floor before.

In these few sentences, Fubo captured a huge amount of information, each of which shocked him.

"Uncle Fu, what's wrong? Do you know that lunatic who was exiled?"

When Uncle Fu came back to his senses, the smile on his face disappeared and he looked serious.

He didn't care whether Yu Ziqing really didn't know or pretended not to know, he had to tell the truth.

"Master Qing, can I take a look at that token?"

"Come on, take it out and show it to Uncle Fu."

Uncle Fu took the token, fumbled around, looked at it a few times, and was completely sure that it was the No. 4 figure on the seventh floor who died tragically at the hands of these people.

"If I read it correctly, this person is the fourth person on the seventh floor. The seventh floor is a force that sells intelligence. He has been hiding. This person has been hiding well. Unexpectedly, he died in the earthquake. .

Master Qing, please be careful. These guys never like direct confrontation and love to use dirty tricks. "

"Then I have to think of a way to kill them all and leave them in the locust tree forest as flower fertilizer."

After chatting for a while, Uncle Fu arranged for someone to meet him.

Yu Ziqing didn't have any taste for food. There was no dish on the table that he didn't like. To be honest, this was indeed the most sumptuous meal he had eaten since landing, and he even had three kinds of wine.

After the meal, Xian Xian and the others were arranged to stay, while Yu Ziqing followed Uncle Fu to the study to talk alone.

Once here, Yu Ziqing was too lazy to continue chatting and went straight to the topic.

"Uncle Fu, are you coming alone this time?"

"Master Qing, I'm the only one here at the moment, but if I find something, it won't be a big deal."

"I can tell you a definite news. Our Lady of the White Sun has been born, probably in the west, more than ten thousand miles away from here.

If you want to eradicate it, you'd better do it as soon as possible. If you still want to wait, then if you find the specific location, please tell me.

These evil ways made everyone in my family unhappy, so I had no choice but to destroy their base as soon as possible. "

"No, not so..." Uncle Fu's heart skipped a beat and he quickly stopped him.

If the millions of hungry ghosts in the forbidden area of ​​Jinlan Mountain are really allowed to come out, no one will be able to control it.

He really didn't expect that this person would be so angry.

I'm afraid the people above didn't expect Jin Lanshan's reaction to be so big.

"Young Master Qing, please be patient. The Baiyang Evil Priest is the public enemy of the world. The Great Earthquake, the Great Li, the Great Qian, including all the sects and sects in the world, have already made an agreement. If it is discovered that the Baiyang Evil Priest is causing trouble, everyone will be Responsibility for eradicating it.

Now that this generation of Holy Mother of the White Sun is born, it is natural to kill it as soon as possible to prevent it from getting bigger and difficult to kill.

Now that Master Qing has an approximate position, Master Qing doesn't have to worry about the rest.

The White Yang Evil Priest gathers mortals, and as long as they have an approximate location, it is no longer difficult to hide, and their location can be locked quickly. "

The little temptation above naturally has to have a beginning and an end, and we must first destroy those Baiyang Evil Sacrifice.

Besides, this generation of Our Lady of the White Sun is born. Regardless of whether the previous conclusions are true or false, we must now kill the current generation of Our Lady of the White Sun.

The so-called public enemy theory is indeed true. It's just an agreement. Most of the time, as long as it doesn't harm my interests, I don't bother to take care of it.

Uncle Fu knows this best, but in the past, when the Baiyang Evil Sacrifice was raging during the earthquake, Dali would probably be watching the excitement and squatting nearby to watch the excitement. This time, with the head of the East Palace, his attitude was obviously different. .

If he were from the perspective of a subordinate, then he could only obey the orders and do what he was told by his superiors.

But at his level, even the people above him would rarely let him do something he didn't want to do.

One of the reasons why he was sent here this time was because from a personal point of view, he was disgusted with those Baiyang evil ways.

After completing the contact, Fubo began to write letters to the superiors to report the situation.

"Reporting to Your Highness, I saw Qing Ziyu in the forbidden area of ​​Jinlan Mountain.

From what I can see personally, this person does not look like someone who came from a remote mountain village at all, nor does he feel that he is poor and blessed.

If it weren't for the way he ate... he was very unique, and many of the ordinary dishes seemed to have never been seen before, and they didn't look like disguises at all. His subordinates would all suspect that he was not from Jinlan Mountain.

His speech, behavior, and casual behavior are all unlike those of a vulgar villager.

After talking to him for several hours, his subordinates clearly realized that his knowledge and ideas were not accumulated overnight.

There is a lie among my subordinates. The people in the forbidden area of ​​Jinlan Mountain were already extremely powerful before, but now I am afraid they have to take the lead. "

Forbes wrote for more than half an hour, recording every bit of everything in detail, fearing that he would be biased subjectively, focusing on objective facts, and finally wrote down his own opinions and guesses.

After the recording was completed, he held the pen and checked to see if there were any omissions.

At this time, a three-inch-tall little man climbed onto the table. He had a small round face, his hair was in a bun, a red hairband, and he was wearing a large scarlet robe.

The villain looked at Fu Bo holding the pen in deep thought and stamped his feet anxiously.

"Hey, have you finished writing?

If it's any later, I won't be able to catch up with today's refreshments. Today is the day when Master Liao personally takes care of it once a month. If you miss it, you will have to wait until next month.

If I don't have a job next month, I won't be able to eat, so you should hurry up.

After so long and hard work, the flowers bloomed and withered several times! "

Uncle Fu showed a smile, put down his pen, and bowed his hands politely.

"Master Yima, after all, this is presented to His Highness, and there is no room for sloppiness. Please wait a moment."

After thinking about it, Uncle Fu took out a jade bottle, carefully poured out a drop of sweet rain, and handed it to Yima.

"This drop of sweet rain will be given to Master Yima. I hope you must be careful on the road and present it to His Highness with your own hands."

Yima sniffed his nose and immediately smiled. He was no longer in a hurry. He held the drop of sweet rain and put it in his sleeve, then sat cross-legged on the bookshelf and waved his hand happily.

"It's okay. I'm not in a hurry. If you can't eat it, you can't eat it. You can eat it next month. You can't be careless about what you're reporting to His Highness. You take your time and don't be in a hurry."