Chapter 131

"The White Emperor has a special identity. It can't do anything without us. How can it leave us and act alone?"

"And who is the 'girl' in that waiter's mouth? Does he still have acquaintances here? But he was imprisoned in Tianjian mountain for more than 1000 years. How can he have acquaintances here?"

Su Moyu said such a long string, but ya'er opposite just flashed his big eyes. After half a day, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Su Moyu was dejected for a while, waved his hand and said, "well, it's no use guessing now. Listening to the message, it seems that it's not dangerous for the old man. Why don't we wait first, the 15th of next month... It's only more than 20 days."

Ya'er nodded and said, "Oh."

Su Moyu felt speechless and had to take ya'er to find a place to live.

At this time, not far from Su Moyu and them, five people in hoods came out of the tall building angrily.

"One ticket is three thousand Liang. Why don't they grab it?" an elderly man led by him angrily said.

"Uncle Yan, must we go to see the martial arts competition?" a man behind the elder asked aloud.

"Last night, I talked to the sacrificial Lord. She learned through divination that the adult we are looking for will appear in this martial arts competition, so we will go to see it anyway!" said uncle Yan angrily.

"But we have no money..." the man behind him said again.

"Make money if you don't have money!" the headed uncle Yan suddenly turned around and looked at several younger generations behind him.

But when he looked back, he saw the tall figure walking at the end, shaking his shoulders.

"Twig? What's the matter with you?" asked Uncle Yan with concern.

The girl slowly looked up and showed a beautiful face. It was the girl Su Moyu and ya'er met not long ago.

Twig, Jiang Yizhi!

"Uncle Yan, I don't know why. Since I entered the hundred Dragon City, I feel very cold..." twig replied.

"Is it hard to be ill?" the uncle Yan went to the twig and stretched out his hand to explore her pulse gate, but he felt that the pulse was stable and there was nothing wrong.

"Otherwise, you'd better find a place to have a rest, and then chase us when it's better." Uncle Yan said softly after a long pause.

"Oh." twig nodded and went alone.

"You three, from now on, find a way to make money for me. Before sunset, you have to collect the ticket money anyway!" after uncle Yan left this sentence, he turned and walked away.

Only the remaining three people stood in place.

"Uncle Yan asked us to make money, but... Who knows how to make money?" the only man among the three opened his mouth.

"Master didn't teach..." a girl shook her head.

"I know!" another girl patted her chest and said, "I've read a Book outside. It says there's a way to make money very quickly. Just leave it to me!"

Seeing her full of confidence and no doubt, the two arched their hands and said, "then please sister Yinan here. The twig doesn't seem comfortable. Let's go and have a look first."

"Don't worry!" said Na Yinan with a smile.

After saying that, the two men chased after the twig.

Seeing the two companions leave and stay where they are, Yinan takes off her cloak and reveals a delicate face.

She gently cut her hair and said to herself, "well... If you want to make money, you have to find a rich man first!"

With that, she walked forward.

The other side.

After su Moyu and ya'er left the tall building, they began to find accommodation in Bailong city.

However, there were few inns in Bailong city. Now it's hard to find a room to catch up with the Dragon King Festival. After walking two blocks, all the inns are full.

Just when Su Moyu was at a loss, he turned the corner and saw a group of people around the door of a small courtyard. There was a cover hanging on the back door of the group, with two words written on it: rent!

Su Moyu's eyes lit up. He hurried to the front and saw a fat woman spitting and shouting: "my small courtyard is so clean and elegant and the location is so good. You want to rent it for fifty liang? There's no way. Do any of you have a higher price? No, I won't rent it!"

As she spoke, she was going to pick a cover.

Just then, Su Moyu raised his hand behind the crowd and shouted, "five hundred Liang!"

The woman immediately stopped taking off the cover, turned her head and looked at Su Moyu. She said strangely: "five hundred Liang is not small, but it's in our Bailong city..."

"1000 Liang, stop talking nonsense!" Su Moyu was too lazy to entangle with people like her and doubled the price directly.

As soon as the woman heard this, she smiled happily and said, "the childe is still bright, and the house will be rented to you!" when she said this, she took off the cover, bombarded the foreigners who also want to rent a house, and smiled and handed a bunch of keys to Su Moyu.

"Childe, I don't know whether our rent is cash or..."

Su Moyu frowned and shook his sleeves. He saw that the huge ingots fell to the ground one by one.

A moment later, a thousand liang of silver came together.

For Su Moyu, it doesn't take much aura to make ordinary gold, silver and jewelry, so he never worries about money.

From a secular point of view, he is definitely a first-class local tyrant.

The woman was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. After lowering her body to pick up the silver, she said a few thanks to Su Moyu incoherently, and ran to the bank with the silver.

The scene of Su Moyu throwing a lot of money fell into Yinan's eyes.

"This is a rich man!" Yinan's eyes were shining.

"Do as the book says, it will work!"

Yinan thought like this, cut her hair, and pulled down the skirt on her chest. After walking a few steps to Su Moyu, she asked softly, "young master, do you have an appointment?"

"Alas?" Su Moyu was stunned for a moment, turned slowly, and saw a hot, beautiful girl standing behind him, looking at herself enthusiastically.

He was a little confused. He looked around and found that there seemed to be only one person nearby who could be called childe.

So he pointed to his nose and asked, "are you talking to me?"

Yinan nodded firmly and repeated, "yes, childe, about?"

Su Moyu never thought that he would encounter such a thing under such circumstances.

He slowly turned his head and imagined Yaer asking for help.

But ya'er looked at this side and thought, "I avoid it."

Then he turned directly into the yard.

On the other side, Yinan also took Su Moyu's arm, crossed the courtyard door, pushed the door and entered the bedroom.

"Lying in the trough..." Su Moyu only had these two words in his heart.