Fairy Flower Street.

Ouyang Xiuya stood there, her eyes fixed on a not-too-large house. She looked silently for a while before she looked away and took another step.

"Hey, why are you so absent-minded?"

Du Mei walked a few steps backwards, and joined the friend again, muttered, and said with some dissatisfaction:

"Come on, we will have to visit our master in a while.

"Why do I feel so embarrassed to tell my master: This is my good friend, a very talented person in the making of equipment.

"Then, I kowtow to him and ask him to consider taking you into his door wall?"

Ouyang Xiuya pulled Du Mei's hand, feeling a little ashamed, and said frankly:

"Just just passed by a friend's house and was a little distracted."

The house she was staring at before was the property that Jiang Yan bought at Yehuai. Although he didn't sell it when he left, for those who are familiar with it, he still thinks that things are different.

"Who? Which friend?" Sure enough, Du Mei was instantly attracted and wanted to dig into the bottom of the matter.

Ouyang Xiuya pursed her lips and said softly:

"That's Jiang Yan's house in Yehuai."

"Ah?" Du Mei laughed dryly and felt a little uncomfortable when she heard this: "So this guy lived here before, he was very close to our Baiyang School."

"He was a disciple of the school before, and he lived closer, which was reasonable." Ouyang Xiuya explained.

"That's it." Du Mei lit her head, suddenly looked at her friend beside her, and smiled and sighed:

"No wonder that guy is willing to give you more good things. It turns out that nostalgia is mutual."

Ouyang Xiuya turned her head and looked at her, ignoring Du Mei's crazy words.

After a while, when she passed by a gorgeously decorated shop, she took the initiative to change the topic and asked:

"We are visiting your master. We can't go empty-handed. We need to choose a gift."

After saying that, Ouyang Xiuya turned her body and regarded the nearest store as her target.

She didn't want to be rude in front of that instrument master.

Smack... Du Mei reacted and immediately pointed Ouyang Xiuyala, saying speechlessly:

"No, no."

She immediately added:

"Who is my master? That's the top utensil in Yehuai County. Even if you want to give him a gift, what can you buy in this place?"

After hearing this, Ouyang Xiuya was silent for a few breaths, nodded slightly, expressing her approval, and then looked at Du Mei:

"Then what do you think I should send? I can't really take nothing for the first time, right?"

"That's it." Du Mei raised her hand and knocked her forehead, thought about it carefully, and said carefully:

“I don’t think you have to give anything special.

"Well, just give me a piece of equipment you usually make.

"On the one hand, it's more than the one you buy. On the other hand, it's also a good idea to make your own. On the other hand, it's also a good idea to let my master see your basic skills and know your abilities."

Ouyang Xiuya's eyes lit up and nodded slightly lightly, and she also felt that Du Mei's idea was indeed a good one.

"Hehe." Seeing that his friend did not object, Du Mei was extremely happy and laughed in a low voice.

At this time, her eyes paused, and a slightly weak figure suddenly appeared in her eyes.

He was a very big old man with a dense wrinkles on his face, very thin, and covered in tattered clothes.

"Okay, okay, okay."

The old man did not notice anyone staring at him, lowered his head, leaned obliquely against the cold corner, shouting weakly.

Du Mei twitched her nose and pulled Ouyang Xiuya's palm hard.

The two looked at each other, came to the old man, and were immediately surrounded by a mixed smell of sweat.

"Old man, buy some food."

Ouyang Xiuya bent down, handed out a cent of silver and said softly.

She didn't give too much, because she was worried that others would covet it, so that the old man would suffer other sufferings.

"Ah? Ah!" The old man raised his head suddenly and saw that it was two young ladies. He raised his hand and touched his face. He hurriedly took the money and thanked him:

"Thank you, thank you."

Ouyang Xiuya stood up straight, her expression did not change, and she still said in a softer voice:

"Go and buy some food and eat some hot food, otherwise you will get sick easily."

After saying that, he and Du Mei left here and gradually disappeared from the old man's sight.

The old man put the money in his arms, his face full of incredible feelings: "I came out for a long time and didn't find out any news, but someone gave me some money."

Then, he laughed a few times and said with satisfaction:

"It's also a reward. If you only buy steamed buns, it's enough for everyone to eat for two days."

At this time, the "Uncle Wang" who was sent by Yang Lan to inquire about the news felt that he was useful and was a person who did not drag down the group.

He stood up shakingly, looked at the sun, and felt that he should go back, and everyone was probably still hungry.

After making this decision, Uncle Wang turned around and faced the wall head-on, drawing a symbol in the most conspicuous place on it:

Under the stacked white clouds, a hazy giant claw explored into the sky.

...

...

Outside Night Lotus City.

Amid the prayers praising the "Bone Bodhisattva", Jiang Yan quietly arrived, mixed into the crowd, and began to look at the people who truly belonged to the "Bone Holy Sect".

However, after careful observation for a long time, he gave up this behavior.

Those who went outside the city to tempt the poor with food and promoted their beliefs were mostly ordinary people. Jiang Yan raised his ears to the maximum, but he did not get any useful news from these people.

He narrowed his eyes, thought about it carefully, gave up the plan to kidnap a bone believer on the spot, planned to wait for their event to end, follow it slowly, follow this line, see if he could find a few "big figures" and learn more about some information.

Now, you will be alert to the enemy.

"It's still early."

Jiang Yan looked up at the sun and decided to leave here first and wait for the sun to come over.

He touched his pocket and took out a letter.

This was given to him by Yin Zhong before leaving. It was written by Li Jiyang, the leader of the Baihe Association, to Wu Yuanjia, the master of Yehuai utensils. If you need it, you can ask him for help.

Jiang Yan is not unfamiliar with Wu Yuanjia.

I have lived in Yehuai City for quite some time, and I naturally have a good understanding of Wu Yuanjia:

The deputy leader of the Baiyang School, a martial artist in the Fu Realm, and a master of utensils.

This is the most powerful and prestigious person in Ye Huai.

"... Since the sect leader can write a letter to me, it means that his relationship with Wu Yuanjia should be quite good, and he can ensure that when I am really in trouble, I can get some help as long as I find him."

Jiang Yan's thoughts turned and he made a decision in an instant:

Taking advantage of this gap, I will first visit the "friend" of the association to see if I can let him play the role of a local local snake, check the information of the White Bone Sect, and find the survivors of the Yehuai stronghold.

...

Ps: I am not feeling well today and I am not in good condition.

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