Chapter 33

If you can hide it from a hundred eyed ghost, you can't hide it from me.

Shen Lue thought like this, gathered the spiritual energy on the pupil and opened the spiritual vision.

Ding!

In the distance, the man in white sitting with his eyes closed was instantly seen through by Shen Lue's eyes.

Well, there is a thin layer of psychic fog on him. It should be this thing that hides the breath, but I don't know whether it is realized through yin-yang or magic tools.

But the power under the fog

It doesn't seem very strong.

I feel very different from the Shimada Quan help I met in Fulai town before.

Is it because more power is covered up, and even I don't have the ability to see through it completely for the time being?

After all, this guy has lied to the Baimu ghost before!

Shen slightly narrowed his eyes and gradually became alert.

Hum ~ what kind of online articles and TV dramas have I never seen?

I'm familiar with this routine.

Generally speaking, people who hide their strength are definitely not easy to provoke, because in shuangwen or Shuang drama, there is a word exclusive to the protagonist:

Play a pig and eat a tiger.

The simple meaning is that the protagonist often pretends to be ordinary, and then is ridiculed by self righteous passers-by. Finally, the protagonist becomes a blockbuster and plays in the face.

Then many Gualu eaters exclaimed:

This son is so terrible!

The most important thing is that in this process, there will be some villain bosses who will be angry with the protagonist.

Of course, the final outcome of these villains is to become a stepping stone for the protagonist's outfit.

Shen Lue secretly remembered the young man's appearance.

If you happen to meet him while doing a task in Jiyuan City, you must be more careful.

The captain's estimate was very accurate. A quarter of an hour later, the ship docked on time.

Shen Lue stepped down from the deck. The ghost with a hundred eyes followed him like his little tail. The scene of Jiyuan city came directly into sight.

Jiyuan is a large city near the sea

——Of course, this is nonsense.

Obviously, the place where the ship stops is not the most developed commercial area in the city, but the snack shops lined up on the street are still noisy and lively.

Overlooking the city center in the distance, there are many large-scale high-rise attics, many with a little Tang style.

"Wow - there is such a prosperous place in Yangjian."

Even the hundred eyed ghost couldn't help sighing.

Although she has a strong eyesight to penetrate the space, the scope of observation is still limited. Anyway, the national capitals and cities near the cloud area are like slums compared with here.

As for Shen Lue's words, he just feels fresh.

After all, he is a man who lives in a modern metropolis, and this degree of prosperity is far from surprising him.

He turned his head and found that the man on board had disappeared into the vast sea of people with his luggage on his back.

"There's no shadow so soon..."

Shen Lue and Baimu ghost walked along the snack street to the center of Jiyuan City. On the way, they met a small shop selling Gong burning.

Modern Japanese Gong burning is certainly very common, but in the Ping'an era, this snack has just been invented. It is only here in the whole street.

Shen Lue sat down at the stall.

As soon as he turned his hand, the psionic energy materialized into several copper coins and put them on the table: "shopkeeper, let's have two gongs."

"Come on, come on."

The slightly fat shopkeeper came over with a smile, put away the copper money and asked, "do you need anything else to eat besides gongs?"

Shen slightly waved his hand: "just two first

"Hey, shopkeeper, I have something to ask you."

The shopkeeper seemed very talkative and didn't bother at all: "you talk."

Shen Lue pretended to be casual and asked, "well... It's like this. I usually like to write some ghost novels. I want to pick up the wind when I pass by Jiyuan City this time.

"I don't know where I can get this information in the city?"

He did not directly ask the shopkeeper if he had heard of fire. After all, the shopkeeper was obviously just an ordinary person, and the information provided was almost non referential.

"Hey, I thought you wanted to ask something. It's too simple." the shopkeeper waved his hand disapprovingly.

Shen Lue's eyes brighten. It doesn't take much effort!

The shopkeeper pointed to the road leading to the center of the city: "walk along this road for a mile, then turn and walk for another half a mile. There is the yin-yang Liao of Jiyuan City."

Shen slightly raised his eyebrow: "Yin Yang Liao?"

Yin Yang Liao is the headquarters of Yin Yang masters. It is usually responsible for collecting demons, catching ghosts and divining good and bad luck, but it is often a national formal organization established as the capital of a country.

For example, Yasunari Shimada was the senior manager of yinyinliao in Iwate.

But how can there be Yin and Yang Liao in this city?

The fat shopkeeper nodded, "yes, it's Yin Yang Liao.

"Although our city is not comparable to Ping'an Beijing, it is also the most prosperous place in Kyushu. Therefore, it seems that people and ghosts coexist. There must be yin-yang masters in charge.

"But the attraction of Jiyuan City is limited, so the Yin and Yang masters in liaoli will not stay permanently."

Shen Lue was interested: "not permanent? Where are they all going?"

The shopkeeper simply pulled a chair and sat down and explained enthusiastically, "most of them are just passing by.

"Our city often publishes spiritual tasks, and the reward is rich. Many yin-yang masters passing by will help and receive the reward.

"After a long time, it has become a flowing yin-yang Liao."

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper glanced disapprovingly: "what ghost, demon, I haven't seen it. It may be the play played by those yin-yang people to cheat money."

Shen Lue and Baimu ghost looked at each other.

If it is yin-yang Liao, it is indeed the most likely place to learn about the unknown fire information.

"Well... If there's nothing else, I'll burn your gongs." the shopkeeper nodded to them, then turned and prepared to go into the back kitchen.

Shen slightly snapped his fingers and disappeared with the ghost.

"Oh, I forgot something!"

The shopkeeper suddenly patted his forehead and asked, "what kind of Gong do you want..."

Huh?

The seats were already empty.

Then the shopkeeper's left hand shook because he felt that the copper coins given to him by Shen luegang didn't feel right.

He quickly looked down.

All the copper coins turned into yellow gold coins.