Chapter 366: Kidnapping
Qingluo Town, as the center of the four towns in Dongli, is the largest distribution center for mountain products and aquatic products in the four towns.
It is the closest to the capital of Dongli Prefecture. The mountain products and aquatic products collected are sold here.
Therefore, there are many inns, wine shops, warehouses, and even a brothel in Qingluo Town.
The top inn among them is Canglang Pavilion located in the center of the town.
The name is very impressive, but in fact it can only be shown off in Qingluo Town. Canglang Pavilion combines accommodation, overnight stay, and inventory post station. It is the best choice for merchants who come to Qingluo Town to purchase goods.
But there are also people who live here for a long time.
Room No. 1 of Canglang Pavilion has been booked by a guest named Zhou Chuang for more than half a year. The room fee is enough to buy a small courtyard in Qingluo Town.
The servants of the inn did not dare to ask anything, because Zhou Chuang was obviously a cultivator.
In the eyes of ordinary people, cultivators are like gods. The currency they use, spiritual stones, is a treasure that can only be exchanged for dozens of taels of silver. One is equivalent to the savings of an ordinary family for several years.
This gentleman is like this. Not only does he never look at ordinary people like them, but he is also absolutely generous in spending money. This attitude of not treating money as money is only possessed by cultivators.
But the errand boys do not object to this man, but are very happy.
Because this Zhou Chuang not only stays in the hotel, but also has things for them to do, and many people have earned money from him.
At this time, several young people lined up at the door of Tianzi No. 1 room, waiting for Zhou Chuang to summon them.
"Hey, what are you going to report to Master Chuang later?" A thin young man looked around with a sly look, patted the shoulder of the man in front of him and asked.
The man in front turned his head, glanced at him with a look like a fool, and turned back.
"Tsk." The young man was disdainful and turned around to ask the person behind him.
"Huizi, do you have any new news to tell Master Chuang?"
The man called Huizi obviously knew the young man, so his attitude was not that bad, but he also smiled and said:
"Mosquito, don't you know the news I know? It seems that Qingluo Town is so big, but it's just such a small matter."
"Just tell Master Chuang and get some regular money." Huizi said.
Mosquito smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes."
Soon, the man in front went in, and less than half a quarter of an hour later, he pushed the door open and walked out again.
"How much did you give this time?" Mosquito quickly grabbed him and stretched his neck to ask.
The man pulled his hand away in disgust, ignored Mosquito, and walked away directly.
Mosquito was not annoyed, curled his lips, sniffed, straightened his oily short coat, and walked into Room No. 1.
"Bang!" The wooden door closed automatically.
Mosquito trembled, his legs softened, and he slid directly to the ground.
"My humble servant greets Master Chuang."
"Just say it directly."
Zhou Chuang was dressed in a black robe, sitting cross-legged on the bed. The room was filled with fragrant mist, which was the top-grade agarwood that only mortal princes and nobles could afford. Next to him was a black gold sandalwood table, on which a green jade slip was suspended, surrounded by spiritual light.
Not far away, a 14-year-old girl who was bought and deafened was making tea. She looked delicate and pretty.
He was sent here by Ye Qingxuan to monitor all the news. Now more than half a year has passed. He has been away from the human sect for more than half a year. He cannot kill people, cannot fight, and even has difficulty in obtaining cultivation resources.
Staying in this mortal town, every breath of air and every face made Zhou Chuang feel dirty and disgusted. He had to remind himself in some way that he was a cultivator.
"Hey," Mosquito responded respectfully, "The first thing is that there is a man named Feng Hu in Qingluo Town. He got drunk at Chen's Brothers' Tavern yesterday, and smashed two tables and chairs..."
"Next thing."
"Yes." Mosquito said immediately, thinking that as expected, someone had reported this matter to Master Chuang.
"The second thing is that Lin Donghai found that his three-year-old grandson and his son were not alike at all. He suspected that his daughter-in-law was cheating on him and wanted to invite a Taoist priest from Dongli City..."
"Next thing."
Fuck! Mosquito cursed in his heart, who said this? !
"Yes, the third thing... The third thing is that Lin Mo in the north of the town..."
"Lin Mo's matter was a month ago." Zhou Chuang suddenly said, his voice cold, "You are using old things to prevaricate me?"
"I dare not!" Mosquito kowtowed quickly, "What I want to say is... Lin Mo went up the mountain again yesterday. This is his fourth time this month..."
"...Next thing." Zhou Chuang said slowly, with a hint of impatience in his voice.
He was thinking whether he should not let this person called Mosquito come in the future.
But Mosquito on the ground seemed to have guessed Zhou Chuang's thoughts, because he had not brought new information to Zhou Chuang for two consecutive weeks, and the jade slip floating on the small table had never glowed.
Mosquito heard people say that as long as the jade slip glows when you report, it means that you can get a lot of money this time.
And if you say that the jade slip cannot glow, then if it happens too many times, Master Chuang will not use you.
Hearing the impatience in Master Chuang's tone, Mosquito was nervous, and after thinking about it, he said: "The fourth case is what I heard by eavesdropping, and it is uncertain whether it is true or false, so..."
Mosquito secretly raised his head to look at Zhou Chuang, who still closed his eyes, and he quickly lowered his head.
"I heard that about 500 miles west of the town, a team of merchants is coming east from the four towns and will soon arrive at Guanshan Town."
"But this team of merchants is not really merchants."
"They are here to catch Lin Mo and his wife Shen Lan in the north of the town..."
Mosquito raised his head slightly, and saw Zhou Chuang opened his eyes and looked at him. He was startled immediately, but then he saw the jade slip beside Zhou Chuang began to glow.
Got it, got it!
"Why?" Zhou Chuang asked.
Mosquito couldn't control the corners of his mouth that were raised, and continued: "I have also asked Mr. Chuang about the reason. Lin Mo and Shen Lan were originally from Chu. Lin Mo was the adopted son of the Shen family, but he fell in love with Shen Lan, the legitimate daughter of the Shen family. The head of the family did not agree with their marriage, so Lin Mo eloped with Shen Lan and lived in seclusion here."
"They have been very low-key for the first six months, but after the Feng Hu incident, I don't know who leaked the news and reported their affairs here back to Chu. Now, someone from the Shen family has come to arrest them!"
"...Who leaked it?"
"I don't know this, but I guess it was the group of mountain runners? After all, Lin Mo is really good at picking mountain products, and it is normal for others to be jealous."
Zhou Chuang was silent, and the jade slip beside him had recorded the basic information.
"Anything else?"
"No more."
A silver ingot two fingers thick fell in front of Mosquito, making a thud.
"Oh, thank you, Master Chuang, thank you, Master Chuang!"
The wooden door opened automatically, Mosquito nodded and bowed, put the silver in his arms, felt his inner pocket sink, and went out happily.
Another person came in and continued to report anything that happened in Qingluo Town according to Zhou Chuang's instructions.
But most of the remaining news was of little value.
After listening to the report from his ears and eyes, Zhou Chuang had to go out and patrol the entire Dongli Mountain. This was his regular job.
This time, it seemed that he had to walk a little further to see the west of the town.