Lord of Deception

If Yu Ziqing could come in physically, he would definitely not consider writing the message himself.

His handwriting was so unique that Yu Ziqing estimated that none of the stronger monks could write such charming handwriting.

Now that the power of the soul is concrete, it would be best not to have an interview.

We only communicate through text, and I even hired a gunman to write the words. I don’t believe any of you can know my offline identity as a human or a ghost.

After Yu Ziqing left the message, he left immediately.

He had just walked less than a stick of incense when he saw a dark figure entering the tower.

The other party came all the way to the third floor and was a little surprised when he saw the new messages on the private message wall.

"Twenty-six drops, in exchange for one Void Escape Scroll."

"This new No. 7..."

"Why don't you go to Langya Courtyard to grab it?"

Having said that, he stood there and pondered for a while, then came to the seventh floor, sat on the fifth seat, and summoned Yu Ziqing. He wanted to have an interview with the new No. 7.

Since No. 7 left a message like this, he will definitely be able to get twenty-six drops of nectar. It doesn't matter whether he has it in his hand or is sure to get it.

He sat there and called for a long time, but No. 7 received no response.

Of course, Yu Ziqing saw the ring shining on the seventh floor. It was someone calling him. He just glanced at it and continued to do his own thing.

The time to burn incense came unexpectedly. It seemed that No. 5 was in a hurry.

In such an urgent need of Ganlin, it seems that someone has gone crazy, and the situation is not good, and other methods are not very effective.

No. 5 waited for a long time, but there was no response. He sighed.

Return to the first floor and leave a message for Yu Ziqing.

"Twenty-six drops are too few, not worth the value of the Void Escape Scroll, one hundred drops."

After finishing, he thought for a while, then went to the seventh floor and started to summon No. 1.

No. 1 didn't bother him, he could only leave a message to No. 1.

"A Void Escape Scroll, a treasure of equal value, number five."

He thought for a moment and then added.

"Additional piece of information."

After No. 5 left the message, he did not leave immediately. He waited here for two hours. After finding that no one came in, he sighed, turned around and left.

It wasn't until the third day that Yu Ziqing came in and took a look.

There are already three more messages on his private message wall.

"Twenty-six drops are too few, not worth the value of the Void Escape Scroll, one hundred drops."

"No. 7, please reply as soon as possible after seeing it. I really need it urgently."

"A scroll of great escape from the void, eighty drops of sweet rain, you can summon me and you can confirm the deal at any time."

Yu Ziqing looked at this message and felt that he looked too much like a profiteer.

After discussing it with Lao Yang as usual, and then asking the manager to write a line, Yu Ziqing came in again and left a message for No. 5.

"One price, thirty-seven drops."

This time, within a few dozen breaths, Yu Ziqing felt someone calling him.

In such a hurry, it seems that their method of controlling the obsession is no longer effective.

Moreover, the lion who readily agreed to him opened his mouth and actually got a scroll of void escape, which is indeed a great magical power.

After thinking about it, Yu Ziqing felt that the benefits were almost enough to satisfy his appetite. If he continued to delay it until the other party could no longer use it, not only would he not be able to get the Void Escape Scroll that he cherished so much, but he would also offend others.

Seeing that the summons was still going on, Yu Ziqing quickly entered it. He did not go to the seventh floor for an interview, but left a message for No. 5.

"Seven days later, away from the imperial capital, at noon, the table on the fifth floor of Fanhua Building, facing the west window."

After leaving the message, Yu Ziqing left directly.

After No. 5 sensed it, he rushed down immediately, but saw no one.

He looked at the strong and powerful handwriting, with such strength and aura that it almost hit his face, and he vaguely felt that in just a few days, this person's handwriting seemed to be a little restrained.

This is not weaker, but stronger.

He looked at the handwriting and thought to himself, this new No. 7 is progressing at a really terrifying speed. He must be at least a sixth-level physical practitioner with a stable realm.

Looking at the changes in handwriting in the past few days, it is very likely that this No. 7 has just been promoted to a big realm and is not yet stable. This background is really profound and terrifying.

Maybe it's not the sixth level advancing to the seventh level, but it might also be the seventh level advancing to the eighth level.

Involuntarily, No. 5 has a lot of confidence. If he can advance to the seventh level of physical cultivation, he must not be an unknown person with no background.

Moreover, the location of the transaction was in the Imperial Capital of Dali, which suited him, so he acquiesced in the location of the transaction.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, looked at Lao Yang, and asked a little puzzled.

"Lao Yang, didn't you say that the Void Escape Scroll is very precious? That No. 5 who might be in Dali actually agreed, and he actually got it."

The old sheep was silent for a moment.

"There is no way he can get it so easily, unless he has one himself, or you have forgotten the number one."

"Number one?"

"No. 1 must be someone from Da Gan. If No. 5 exchanges the Void Escape Scroll from No. 1, this No. 1 is either a certain head of Langya Academy, or one of the few top officials in the imperial court, or They are those princes who are qualified to compete for the throne."

"Then I'll try No. 1 next time. A Void Escape Scroll is still not very safe."

"..."

The old sheep smashed his mouth.

"Hurry up and do well. If it's just one thing, Langya Academy can still turn a blind eye. After all, some people do give gifts to juniors, and some people occasionally make secret deals.

But an outsider like you is not yet a famous top powerhouse. If you have two things in your hands and someone finds out, Langya Academy will definitely track them down.

No matter who the number one is, he would not dare to secretly trade two pieces within a few years.

Especially in recent years, very few of Langya Academy's Void Escape Scrolls have been successfully produced. "

"Then will you do it?" Yu Ziqing still held a trace of extravagant hope.

"Don't think about good things. Even if you know how to do it, you can't make it. Making this kind of scroll, not to mention the high technical requirements, requires at least a ninth level of strength."

Yu Ziqing sighed, feeling a little regretful.

Even ten of the treasures on the run would not be too many for him.

He raised his arm and clicked on the horse hoof mark.

Naturally, he would not do the transaction himself, and he would not go through Uncle Fu for such a transaction, so the best choice would be Yima Guan.

His friendship with that little guy was deeper than he thought, and this little guy actually had a good reputation in the hearts of old guys like Lao Yang.

Yu Ziqing waited quietly, and by the way, he built a pavilion in the locust tree forest to the east to receive people from outside in the future.

Two days later, the postmaster appeared outside the locust forest.

The thick layer of fallen leaves under the locust trees automatically gave way to a path.

Yu Ziqing, who was already waiting in the pavilion, laughed out loud when he saw the appearance of the postmaster.

"What are you doing?"

The stagecoach officer was carrying the dark, skinny colt on his back, with its short legs criss-crossed and moving very fast.

The postmaster entered the pavilion, jumped on the stone table, and put down the colt on his back. The colt immediately ran to Yu Ziqing's shoulder and rubbed against Yu Ziqing's cheek.

"Xiao Hei doesn't like to wear it in my sleeves. He thinks it's too dark. He doesn't like it. I don't want to leave him and go out on his own, so I have to carry him on my back."

Yu Ziqing smiled from ear to ear. The longer he lived, the more he gained knowledge. There were actually people running away with horses on their backs.

He casually took out a drop of sweet rain and fed it to the foal who was frantically showing his kindness and wanting to eat.

The little pony's stomach was full from the food, and he immediately turned his face and refused to acknowledge anyone else. He returned to the stagecoach officer and lay down next to him.

Yu Ziqing took out three more drops of sweet rain and handed them to the postmaster.

"I have something that I need you to deliver, and then I will bring something back. This time, you will deliver it twice."

Yu Ziqing took out a jade bottle and placed it on the table.

"This is the rain for giving to hungry ghosts."

With that said, he took out another jade slip.

"This is a free gift ritual, plus a gift mantra and a gift mudra."

"You can tell these two sentences to the person receiving them when you get there. Don't say anything else."

"I understand, I understand. I haven't even told His Highness. The iron law of the postage is that you can die and your trust should not be leaked." The postmaster assured him, patting his chest.

Yu Ziqing smiled and nodded the little Yima's head.

"If you are in danger because I asked you to deliver a message, just say whatever you know without worrying about leaking my information.

To me, that information is far less valuable than your life.

Only when a person is alive does he have other things, and when he dies, there is nothing.

No matter what, save your life first. "

"Ah? But..." The little Yima raised his head blankly.

"Remember?"

"Oh, remember."

The little Yima didn't know what he thought of. When he was carrying the colt on the road, he looked back at Yu Ziqing who was waving goodbye to him, took a deep breath, and disappeared in an instant.

When they reached the road, the stagecoach officer tilted his head and glanced at the colt.

"Xiao Hei, he is a very good person, the best person I have ever met. Can you please stop cheating on him next time? This is not good."

The foal snorted and tilted his head to pretend not to hear.

"If you cheat him again, I won't take you with me next time I go out."

The foal was startled and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I know you are the most obedient, Xiaohei."

The figure of the postmaster turned into an afterimage and disappeared from the place.

At the appointed time, in the capital city, Fanhua Building was empty. The entire Fanhua Building was occupied throughout the day.

There was only a middle-aged man sitting by the west window on the fifth floor.

He calculated the time and it should have been time.

When I was thinking about who was going to do the transaction, I saw an afterimage on the table turning from virtual to real, and a stagecoach officer was standing there.

After the postmaster appeared, he immediately took out a jade bottle and a jade slip and placed them on the table.

"This is the rain of alms for hungry ghosts. The jade slip contains free alms rituals, alms spells and alms mudras."

The middle-aged man suppressed the shock in his heart. He had never thought that the person who came to trade turned out to be a stagecoach officer.

Everything he wanted to say and ask was swallowed back in his stomach. He quickly took out a jade box and placed it on the table.

The postmaster put the jade box into his sleeve and disappeared instantly without saying a word.