Zongwu: My business is to engage people

Chapter 27 The sky is about to change.

People from the main hall?

Jiang Yuan sneered in his heart, those guys would probably have benefited and left long ago, otherwise how could they let it go?

Jizhou is the territory of the Salt Gang. Twelve Link Village, Wangqing Heavenly Palace, and the Blood Moon God Sect have waged such a big battle here. Almost everyone in the world knows that, can the Salt Gang's main hall be able to sit still? etc.!

"Did you just say that people from the Wangqing Heavenly Palace and the Blood Moon God Cult besieged Tiandao Song Lian?"

"Yes!"

"Not for fighting for treasures? Qin

Shan thought for a while and said hesitantly:"It seems that Song Lian didn't get any treasures from him. Maybe they have a grudge!""

Have a grudge?

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, Song Lian is the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, what is his status?

Even if he has a grudge, he would not dare to blatantly surround and kill him.

The Blood Moon God Sect would just besiege and kill Song Lian, but why did the Wangqing Heavenly Palace intervene? One kick, they did nothing to offend the Great Xia Dynasty to death? This is simply unreasonable.

Seeing Jiang Yuan's expression gradually becoming serious, Qin Shan couldn't help but worry and asked

"Mr. Jiang, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head and said:"It's hard to say now, so... I'll write two letters and you'll send them to Dongzhou City immediately. One letter will be sent to the elder Mu Hanyan, and the other will be sent to the Lord's Mansion of Dongzhou City."

"ah? City Lord's Mansion?

Qin Shan said in confusion:"Master Jiang, do you know the Lord of the City?""

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

After a while, Jiang Yuan stood at the door of the inn, looking at Qin Shan's leaving figure, and let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm afraid things are going to change today."

He turned around and walked into the inn, preparing to pack his bags and leave Lingwu Town.

Things here are over. Although Yin Tiangong's whereabouts have not been revealed, Jiang Yuan knew in his heart that he could not afford to offend Yin Tiangong now.

But It was necessary to visit Tianxin City. The gambling battle between the Blood Moon God Sect and the Wangqing Heavenly Palace might involve another incident.

He had to go and have a look to verify his suspicions.

Just when Jiang Yuan was about to go upstairs, A familiar face caught his eye.

Sitting by the window of the inn, an indifferent woman in blue sat quietly, holding a teacup in her hand, looking at Jiang Yuan with a half-smile.

Murong Qiuyu.

How could she? Here?

Have the people from Wangqing Heavenly Palace not left yet?

"how? Don’t you want to say hello when you see an old friend?"

Jiang Yuan had a lot of thoughts, and immediately walked to Murong Qiuyu and sat down.

"We can't talk about old friends, it's just a chance encounter. I don’t know why Miss Murong came to me?"

Murong Qiuyu gently put down the tea cup and said casually:"There is a little thief who took advantage of me when I was injured and blackmailed me for a secret book."

"I, Murong Qiuyu, have been in the world for so long, and this is the first time I have suffered such a loss. Naturally, I have to make amends for this."

Jiang Yuan chuckled and turned over the tea cup to fill it up.

This girl is confusing right and wrong! Aren't you afraid of spreading the word and ruining your reputation? Your Wangqing Tiangong family has a great career and a bad reputation. No one will dare to associate with you in the future. After all, few people dare to trust a sect that can even kill its saviors."

"But I felt your murderous intention at that time. If you didn't kill me, you would have wanted me to contain the Blood Moon God Sect, right?"

"Just take what you need."

Murong Qiuyu looked at Jiang Yuan quietly, as if she wanted to see through him.

After a while, her expression returned to calm.

"It seems that you are not afraid of me, nor are you afraid of Wangqing Palace. There must be a force behind you that is not weaker than Wangqing Tiangong, right?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and said nothing, drinking tea by himself.

"but……"

Murong Qiuyu changed the topic

"If people knew that you were the one who came out of the ghost forest alive, I wonder if you would still be so calm."

Huh?

Jiang Yuan's heart sank. Did she see me entering Lingwu Town? No... I was extremely careful at the time and no one saw me.

That can only be her guess.

She saw Qin Shan in Lingwu Town Looking for myself, so I guess I went into the Ghostly Mist Forest

"Miss Murong, if you have nothing to do, please forgive me for not accompanying you."

This woman is a bit clever, but she hasn't been taken seriously by Jiang Yuan yet.

Seeing Jiang Yuan getting up to leave, Murong Qiuyu didn't stop her, but said lightly.

"You are the most incomprehensible person among all the people I have met. And your strength is not weak either. I would like to invite you to help in the Battle of Wangqing Heavenly Palace and participate in the gambling battle with the Blood Moon God Cult on the fifteenth day of this month."

"oh?"

Jiang Yuan stopped and turned to look at Murong Qiuyu.

"Will your Wangqing Heavenly Palace be short of people?"

"There are many talented people in Wangqing Palace, so there is no shortage of them. However, this trip is a rush for gambling, and our talented disciples from Wangqing Palace cannot make it. The gambling battle with the Blood Moon God Sect is a three-win system of five games. We only have four disciples with fifth-level cultivation here. We originally wanted to recruit a disciple with sixth-level cultivation to join us."

"But I heard that the Blood Moon God Sect also hired foreign aid, so I thought of you."

Thinking of me? I'm afraid it was just a sudden thought!

Jiang Yuan didn't expose it

"You should know very well that I am a person who has always been unprofitable and unwilling to be early. It's not impossible to help the Wangqing Palace, but what's the benefit for me?"

Murong Qiuyu glanced at the Nishui Hanjian in Jiang Yuan's hand.

"You should be a swordsman, right? No matter you win or lose, I can give you a sword manual that is not inferior to the instant killing sword style as a reward, how about it?"

"Deal, but I have a question. Jiang

Yuan stared at Murong Qiuyu and asked,"Does your Wangqing Heavenly Palace belong to the Daxia Dynasty sect?""

"Strictly speaking, our Wangqingtian Palace does not belong to any dynasty."

Sure enough!

No wonder they surrounded and killed Tian Dao Song Lian. They were probably the ones who used money to do things.

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath:"When will we set off?"

"Now."

Following Murong Qiuyu's gaze as he looked out the window, Jiang Yuan saw a carriage already waiting at the intersection, and was speechless.

Could it be that this girl was already preparing to leave, and happened to see her figure at the inn? Did she come in to find her on the spur of the moment?

Damn, look at her wisdom.

Murong Qiuyu seemed to understand Jiang Yuan's thoughts, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Pack up and salute, I'll wait for you in the car."

After a while, Jiang Yuan packed up his luggage and stepped on the carriage, heading towards Tianxin City.

Five days later, Tianxin City in Jizhou.

Jiang Yuan stepped out of the carriage and looked at the prosperous Tianxin City, feeling quite emotional.

Five years after traveling through , he has been hanging out in Dongzhou City on the border of Jizhou, and has never seen a prosperous city in this world.

Looking at the endless flow of people and the prosperous shops on both sides of the street, even the busiest Sanhe Street in Dongzhou City cannot compare with the ones here. Half.

This is still the central city of a state. How prosperous would it be if it were the imperial capital of the Great Xia Dynasty?

"Huh? Junior sister Murong, why did you arrive? Uncle Master was asking you just now, who is this?"

A young man in a Chinese robe walked out of the restaurant with a smile that looked like a licking dog. But when he saw Jiang Yuan getting out of the same carriage, his face suddenly turned ugly.

"My friend, the one invited to help, his name is...huh? what's your name?"

Murong Qiuyu then remembered that she had never asked Jiang Yuan's name from the beginning to the end.