Chapter 127

Li Chunfeng didn't waste words. He took out a long, rectangular wooden牌 from his pocket, flicked his wrist, and tossed it over.

Zhang Yuanqing reached out and caught it. He took a closer look and saw that the wooden牌 was painted with black lacquer. On the front were the four characters "财源广进" (Cáiyuán guǎng jìn), and on the back were patterns that resembled both floral designs and incantations.

He held the prop for several seconds, and the item information appeared:

Name: [Wanbao House Hand牌]

Type: [Consumable]

Function: [Passage]

Introduction: A powerful Artifact Refiner opened a small shop called Wanbao House. The hand牌 is a credential to enter it.

Note: As everyone knows, consumables come without a price… except for being expensive. The hand牌 is nothing special, but the item attribute made Zhang Yuanqing sink into contemplation.

He pondered for a long while while holding the hand牌, and then asked, "Do props made by Artifact Refiners have to be registered and backed up by the Lingjing, and have the item attributes applied?"

Li Chunfeng replied in a calm tone, "When I reach the Dominator Realm, I will definitely answer your doubts."

Zhang Yuanqing inquired about the address of Wanbao House, and then tentatively asked, "I want to know about this Artifact Refiner's personality, so as to avoid saying the wrong thing, doing the wrong thing, and causing unnecessary trouble."

"If someone else said that, I would believe it." Li Chunfeng pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, curled his lips, and said, "When it comes to interpersonal communication, you are the most capable person I have ever seen. Even if you say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing, you can just kowtow and the conflict will be resolved. Just imagine, a genius with the potential to become an Alliance Leader, Yuan Shi Tian Zun's kowtow, even a Dominator would feel honored and then forgive you."

"Are you mocking me?" Zhang Yuanqing squinted at him.

"I am envying you."

"Envying my interpersonal skills?"

"No, envying your shamelessness."

Li Chunfeng didn't waste any more words. He pondered for a few seconds and said, "She is a person with a strange temperament, doing whatever she wants and being extremely individualistic. In her eyes, order and goodness, chaos and evil, are all the same."

"She only does things according to her own heart. Perhaps she will uphold justice for something she can't stand, and won't care even if she has to pay a great price for it. Perhaps she will destroy a city in a fit of anger, and won't bat an eye no matter how many innocent people die."

"Chaotic Neutral!" Zhang Yuanqing nodded and said, "What are her hobbies?"

"Smoking cigars!" Li Chunfeng replied.

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"Her hobbies are a bit strange. I'll steal a few boxes of top-quality cigars from Fu Qingyang's collection later."

"Lian Sanyue's temperament is chaotic neutral, but she can become an Orderly profession, which means that the degree of chaos must be light..." Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself. His body transformed into a dreamy starlight and escaped into the large villa next door.

Bao Tang Province, Hua Du.

At 11:00 a.m., at the airport, Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a duckbill cap and a mask, carrying a backpack, and holding a bag of vacuum-packed marinated chicken, accompanied by Hong Puwei, followed the signs, passed through the crowded arrival hall, and arrived at the entrance of the P1 underground parking lot, where he had agreed to meet with Hong Ji Ge.

From a distance, he saw Hong Ji Ge, who was 1.7 meters tall and had an appearance as ordinary as his height. He was wearing big shorts and a white undershirt, slippers on his feet, a cigarette in his mouth, hands in his pockets, and his eyes searching the crowd.

Behind him were a dozen men in black clothes and sunglasses, standing straight and with serious expressions. The surrounding passers-by frequently looked back, probably thinking that they were filming a movie.

"What is this guy trying to do?" Zhang Yuanqing felt uneasy and stopped.

Just then, the sharp-eyed Hong Ji Ge spotted the firefly-like Zhang Yuanqing among the masses. He immediately let out a hearty laugh, opened his arms, and welcomed him, "Boss, this way, this way!"

Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to put on a straight face and greet him with a hearty smile, "Hong Ji Ge!!!"

The two gave each other a warm hug.

Hong Ji Ge released him, turned his head to look at the men in black behind him, and said, "Why aren't you greeting him?"

The two rows of men in sunglasses and black clothes bent over in unison and shouted loudly, "Greetings, Tianzun!"

The voices were loud and uniform, echoing in the hall.

The surroundings suddenly became silent. The masses of passers-by stopped in surprise and cast their gazes over.

Someone silently took out their phone.

Zhang Yuanqing almost covered his face and left. Before he came, he had contacted Hong Ji Ge and said that he would arrive in Hua Du, Bao Tang Province, at noon tomorrow. When Hong Ji Ge heard this, he was overjoyed and said that since Tianzun Yuan Shi was gracing them with his presence, he would definitely have to make arrangements and hold a grand welcoming ceremony.

Zhang Yuanqing never expected it to be like this. He thought, "Is this what you call a grand welcome ceremony?

"Those who don't know would think I'm filming a dog-blood urban romance drama."

"How is it? Is it impressive enough?" Hong Ji Ge laughed, "Moreover, this is very much in line with the average person's impression of a gang, but in fact, we are very low-key."

Zhang Yuanqing forced a smile, "I like it very much. Hong Ji Ge put his heart into it. Let's go, let's go, let's go have soup."

"Let's leave quickly!"

Surrounded by a group of men in black, Zhang Yuanqing and Hong Ji Ge entered a black, shiny van. After the car smoothly and quickly drove out of the underground parking garage, he handed over the gift he was holding. "I know that people in your Bao Tang Province like to eat chicken, so I specially bought it as a gift."

Hong Ji Ge said with a reluctant expression, "This isn't fresh."

When it comes to the freshness of ingredients, the people of Bao Tang Province have their own bottom line and insistence.

Zhang Yuanqing laughed loudly, "Then I must have a good taste of the fresh chicken soup."

The awkward topic was quickly brushed aside.

Hong Ji Ge immediately patted his chest and said, "I will definitely make the boss satisfied. These few days, I will take you to taste all the delicacies of Hua Du."

"As long as it's not fried cockroaches... and no Fujianese."

Zhang Yuanqing slandered in his heart, and then said seriously, "I'm here in Hua Du on serious business this time. Hong Ji Ge is a local expert. Have you heard of Wanbao House?"

--This was the main reason why he contacted Hong Ji Ge.

"Wanbao House..." The smile on Hong Ji Ge's face faded, and he said, "That is a good place. The largest prop sales point in Hua Du, the largest black market, and the largest intelligence distribution center. A few years ago, I followed Elder Jiang Bao there once. I remember that you need a hand牌 to enter Wanbao House."

"...What Elder?" Zhang Yuanqing suspected that he had heard it wrong. He couldn't believe that someone would take such a name.

"Elder Jiang Bao is the leader of the Hua Du branch. He used to be in the underworld when he was young. Twenty years ago, in Bao Tang Province, as long as you were in the underworld, who hadn't heard of the name of Hua Du Black Dragon Society's leader, Jiang Bao? A leader is a leader, and he is a leader everywhere. My dad used to follow him to conquer the world, and later covered him with a knife."

Hong Ji Ge said, "When the Five Elements Alliance was established that year, they recruited talents from all over the world to form branches. Uncle Jiang Bao washed his hands and became the elder of the Hua Du branch."

Zhang Yuanqing said, "Oh," and said, "The years of glory must have been very exciting. Hong Ji Ge, I want to know the detailed information about Wanbao House."

Hong Ji Ge nodded and said, "The owner of Wanbao House is a woman who calls herself Lian Sanyue, an Artifact Refiner. I don't know her specific level. Maybe level 7, maybe level 8. Wanbao House is the largest prop sales point, as well as the largest intelligence distribution center and black market."

"There are not only Orderly professionals inside, but also Evil professionals. It's hard to imagine that the two major camps, who would normally be mortal enemies when they meet outside, can coexist harmoniously in Wanbao House."

"This is because Lian Sanyue has a big background. In addition to being a Dominator, she also has the Zhao family behind her, so the Hua Du branch gives her face."

"Zhao family? The Zhao family among the three Scholar families?" Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but interrupt.

Hong Ji Ge nodded, "I don't know much about Lian Sanyue. I feel that she is a bit capricious. She is the kind of person who can be chatting and laughing with you one moment and then wield a knife at you the next moment. But she has one advantage, which is that she is very trustworthy. If you want to do business with her, you can rest assured."

"She not only does business with Orderly professionals, but also with Evil professionals, but she is very trustworthy. No wonder Brother Bing asked her for advice on how to curb the pollution of the Holy Grail..." Zhang Yuanqing had a clear idea in his mind.

After having lunch at Hong Ji Ge's invitation, at 2:00 p.m., Zhang Yuanqing drove the sports car he borrowed from Hong Ji Ge and arrived at his destination.

Wanbao House is located in an old district of Hua Du, mainly composed of dilapidated three- and four-story buildings. The alleys are simple, the traffic is dense, and bicycles, electric bikes, and tricycles can be seen at any time. No white-collar elites in suits and shoes can be seen here. Vendors and hawkers can be seen everywhere.

Zhang Yuanqing put on a disguise ring and disguised himself as a passerby he had seen a few minutes ago. Following the route Hong Ji Ge told him, he turned east and west in the narrow alley, and stopped in front of a simple-looking convenience store.

The old-fashioned sliding iron door was covered in rust and tightly closed. The shop's sign read "Wanbao House!"

"Illusion?"

Zhang Yuanqing saw through the illusion at a glance. The door of the convenience store was actually open, but in the eyes of ordinary people, the door was tightly closed.

This should be Wanbao House's owner's screening of guests. Low-level Spirit Realm Hunters and ordinary people who can't see through the illusion will be screened out.

He looked around and saw that there was no one nearby, so he took Blood Rose and "passed" through the door.

Originally, Zhang Yuanqing's idea was to let Blood Rose explore the way first, which would be safer.

But after learning about "Lian Sanyue's" style from Li Chunfeng and Hong Ji Ge, he felt that there was no need to be so careful.

Of course, he came here this time only to seek props and to gain an in-depth understanding of Lian Sanyue. He would not ask about Brother Bing.

Li Chunfeng would definitely report the schedule of Yuan Shi Tianzun's upcoming visit to Wanbao House to Lian Sanyue. At this time, if he asked about Brother Bing's clues, even if he disguised himself, he would be suspected.

As long as he determined that Lian Sanyue was here, Brother Bing's clues could be slowly sought.

Entering Wanbao House, what was presented in front of him was a shop filled with all kinds of sundries, similar to a hardware store.

Three rows of shelves stood in the store, with various utensils scattered on the shelves. Large materials and goods were also placed at the foot of the shelves.

"Why is this shop so familiar? I seem to have been here before?" Zhang Yuanqing glanced over roughly and looked at the cashier counter.

Next to the cashier counter, sat a woman wearing a black tube top and a leather jacket. She had extremely beautiful and charming features, with a strong sense of laziness between her eyebrows and eyes. She had a slender lady's cigarette between her fingertips, but the air was filled with the smell of cigars.

"Is it her?!"

Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank, and he froze there.

He had seen this woman before, in Steward Pang's memory, the vengeful spirit in the dream who almost killed him, the woman in white who killed people.

It was Steward Pang who bought her from this woman.