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Chapter 192 Revisiting Haicheng
  Haicheng.

It is still the same as before. There is a special floral fragrance after entering. The stone pavement on the street is very new. It seems that it has been recently replaced. The continuous buildings on the mountain are still connected to the light pillar on the top floor.

You can see signs of the Jade Purity Sect everywhere in the city, such as on the signboards of street shops and on the armors of patrolling soldiers.

It was now noon, and there were no armed fights on the street. However, there were still occasional sounds of weapons clashing in the dark alleyways. Yu Lian stayed in the clothes on Wang Ping's chest, and she used the help of Covered by his collar, he looked curiously at what was happening in the dark.

"Chaotic but neutral, the Yuqing Sect seems to have found a way to manage the coexistence of humans and demons." Yu Lian knows how to think better than she did a hundred years ago.

"But... what is the meaning of their existence?" Yu Lian asked a new question, "They hurt each other, what use is it to the Yuqing Sect?"

"The inner universe of Tianmen cultivator is actually similar to the cultivation of demon clan. Keeping their minds active may be a way for cultivator Yuqing to stabilize his thoughts." Wang Ping's words were almost a subconscious response, based on his cultivation. Respond to the experience of the second realm.

"Is the mystery of the universe within the body the same as the universe in the world?"

"I don't know, this is an undisclosed secret of Yuqing Cult."

The two of them chatted without a word. Half an hour later, they crossed almost half of the city and asked waiters at several inns and teahouses for directions before they found the nominal destination of their trip: Qianhu Inn.

This is one of the most secret contact points for Qianmuguan's internal affairs in Haicheng. It is located near the city gate in the south of the city. It is ostensibly the property of the local clan and often participates in battles between clans.

The business of the inn is pretty good, mainly receiving medicine merchants and tourists from all over the southern part of Hushan Country.

When Wang Ping walked in, a rat demon wearing a gray linen jacket enthusiastically greeted him. He wiped his hands with the towel he brought with him and said, "Young hero, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

Wang Ping could understand the southern dialect of Hushan Country he spoke, but he was a newbie who had traveled around the world, so he couldn't understand it, so he pretended to be embarrassed and said: "I'm here to deliver the escort, where is your shopkeeper?"

The rat demon could understand Zhongzhou Mandarin. He was just stunned for a moment, then coughed slightly, changed his tone and said, "Please sit over here. The shopkeeper is taking stock of the warehouse in the back. I'll call him."

His Zhongzhou Mandarin is very standard, with no accent at all.

Wang Ping nodded and sat down at the seat pointed to by the waiter, which was a bench by the door. There was a slight smell of sweat, and he thought that many traffickers and lackeys were arranged to sit here in the past.

After sitting down, Wang Ping looked at the hall inside. Most of the guests here were ordinary people. The demons were mainly pig demons and rat demons, and most of them were well-dressed. There were also some demons wearing brocade in the private rooms upstairs. Lean against the window and look down.

"The environment here is quite good, everyone is very relaxed, I like it here." Yu Lian said in Linghai.

Wang Ping did not respond to him, because a middle-aged man with two sleeves tied with a rope came out of the warehouse next to the counter. He had obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his hair was shaved short, and there was no beard on his face. He was dressed like this It is very avant-garde for Hushan Country.

"Where is your ID card?" The visitor was not very polite to Wang Ping.

"Here." Wang Ping stood up and took out his identity card.

The shopkeeper picked it up and used his soul to detect a few breaths. There was no change in his face. His eyes fell on Wang Ping and asked: "Where are the things?"

When Wang Ping heard this, he silently took out a wooden box with a finger width and half a foot from his arms and handed it over.
  The shopkeeper took it indifferently, and then said to the people around him: "Give him a room in the backyard."

"Yes!" The rat demon just now has been following the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper stopped staying and took the box back to the warehouse next to the counter. The rat demon greeted with a smile: "Young hero, let's go this way."

Wang Ping obeyed the arrangement.

After the rat demon who led the way led people into the backyard, he whispered: "The backyard is connected to the corridor outside. No matter what noise you hear at night, it's best not to be curious. The doors to the backyard are all closed. It's best to Don't open it, and if you want to go out, just take two steps and go out the front door."

"it is good!"

Wang Ping readily agreed and followed the rat demon through an atrium filled with goods and entered a courtyard with plenty of sunlight. The courtyard was very dilapidated. Except for the reinforced walls, the rest of the area was average.

"The courtyard door must not be opened." The rat demon pointed at the courtyard door that was locked by two horizontal bars and reminded him seriously.

Yu Lian couldn't help but complain: "Why build a courtyard gate if it can't be opened?"

"It's probably used to escape at critical moments."

While the two were communicating, the rat demon led them to an independent wing. The wing looked old from the outside, but not dilapidated. With the sound of the door creaking, the door of the wing was pushed open by the rat demon. , a musty smell hit his face, and a small lounge with only one bed appeared in front of Wang Ping.

"If you want to eat, come outside. The hut is over there..." The rat demon pointed to a thatched hut in the corner of the yard, and then pointed to the wellhead in the middle of the yard. "The water in the well can be used to wash your face and clothes, but absolutely Can’t drink.”

He spoke very quickly this time, because there were faint calls from the hall in front, and he left quickly after the introduction.

Wang Ping did not rush into the wing room. He looked around first. There was another person living here besides him. In the wing room opposite him, there was a row of clothes drying poles outside the house that were inconsistent with the surrounding buildings, but at this moment There was no one in the room.

"There should be frequent fights outside the courtyard wall, and the smell of blood is very strong." Yu Lian reminded.

Wang Ping nodded, took out a handful of weed seeds from his pocket, and scattered some randomly around the yard. After everything around him was under control, he walked into the house. Just when he decided to use the 'Cleaning Technique' When, Yu Lian reminded:
  "You are a rookie charlatan now, how can you use the cleaning technique."

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"I'm just reminding you."

Wang Ping chuckled. He was no stranger to cleaning. When he first arrived at Qianmu Temple, cleaning was what he did most.

Two quarters of an hour later…

The room became clean inside and outside. Wang Ping sat on the bed and subconsciously wanted to meditate, but after thinking about it, he lay down directly on the bed. Yu Lian came out of Wang Ping's clothes and stretched out her body comfortably. A, then get into the quilt and clean it with very light water spirit air.

"According to your personality, you should go to the front to eat now." After cleaning the quilt, Yu Lian got out of her head and looked at Wang Ping.

"You want to eat, right?"

"Yes, I just smelled the smell of venison, but I just don't know how good the chef here is."

(End of this chapter)