klisemfg Chapter 364: Apocalypse Prediction: Dongjun Appraises Treasures (1)
Chapter 364: Apocalypse Prediction: Dongjun Appraises Treasures (1)
Qianjintai.
The once magnificent No. 1 Casino in Tianqi City was now in ruins with broken bricks and tiles in front of the gate.
Tu Zao trembled and knelt in the hall with his head down. Although he felt very distressed, the four immortal kings in the pavilion were furious, so how could he dare to say a word?
Seeing that the people who came to offer treasures had dispersed, and only Wen Yanzhao and Tu Zao's men were left in Qianjintai, Tu Zao raised his head slightly and squinted his eyes to look up at the high pavilion. There was no one there.
"Huh? Where are the immortals? They were just up in the pavilion!"
Seeing that several people were not there, Tu Zao had no choice but to wipe the sweat from his head, pat the dust off his body and stand up.
When several discerning servants saw the shopkeeper stand up, they immediately rushed over to help Tu Zao up, looking him up and down in a flattering manner and saying:
"I'm sorry, sir, you're not hurt..."
Tu Zao glanced around, raised the corner of his mouth and said angrily:
"Hmph! I've seen everything! How can you scare me? Go, go, go and get to work for me! Find the best bricklayer in town and fix the blue bricks in front of our door!"
"What a bunch of useless people! Why didn't you come over to protect me just now? Now I remember!"
"Humph! Besides, why would the Immortal Lord attack me? I'm the owner of Qianjintai..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Wen Yanzhao's joking voice came from upstairs:
"Mr. Tu, you are so arrogant. I won't be polite. How about I send down a blast of fire and turn your thousand-dollar platform into a rubble?"
Tu Zao was struck by lightning when he heard this. He felt a warmth in his crotch and almost peed. He quickly knelt on the ground again and begged:
"Your Majesty, you can't do that! Your Majesty, you can't do that!"
"How dare I, Tu Zao, show off in front of the Immortal Lords? I didn't finish what I just said. What I meant was that I am the shopkeeper of Qianjintai and I am here to serve the Immortal Lords. The Immortal Lords will not attack me because of my hard work..."
As Tu Zao spoke, he kowtowed.
A breeze blew by, and Wen Yanzhao landed gracefully on the ground, standing in front of Tu Zao:
"Haha, Uncle Tu, there's no need to be like this. Get up, I have something to ask you!"
Tu Zao had no idea how Wen Yanzhao had arrived so quickly, and he simply thought it was a miracle. He quickly stood up, bowed respectfully, and replied:
"Excuse me, Immortal Lord. I will tell you everything I know..."
Wen Yanzhao glanced at the staff present and whispered:
"There's a traitor inside Qianjintai. How did you manage to be the shopkeeper? Fortunately, I brought some antidotes with me this time. They nearly cost Brother Changgeng's old friend his life!"
Tu Zao's shiny forehead was already dripping with sweat, and when he heard this, he sweated even more! He could only stammer:
"I am guilty, I am guilty... But I really didn't know that someone would dare to poison the Immortal Lord's food. But this was definitely not done by me, Tu Zao!"
"If Tu Zao had dared to even think of murdering the Immortal Lord, I would have let the Immortal Lord burn me to ashes..."
Wen Yanzhao retracted his gaze and said with a hint of disdain:
"Humph~ I don't think you'd dare!"
"The only person who had access to our food must be someone from the kitchen at Qianjintai. There's no need to bother catching the traitor. He must have already fled after realizing his secret was exposed. You can keep a close eye on him for the next few days. If there's any more trouble, you and Qianjintai will disappear from Tianqi City together!"
After saying that, Wen Yanzhao took a few steps into the air and disappeared into thin air.
The silk handkerchief in Tu Zao's hand was already soaked with sweat. He trembled as he replied:
"Don't worry, Immortal Lord, I, Tu Zao, won't make any mistakes even if I don't sleep for three days and three nights!"
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Outside Qianjin Terrace is Anle Lane.
As early as when the eunuchs from the Imperial Palace and several officials from the Ministry of Works and the Honglu Temple came to present treasures, the young apprentice who poisoned the food in the kitchen had already quietly escaped from Qianjintai.
At this moment, he was carrying two ingots of silver and fleeing towards the south city through Anle Lane!
As the young disciple ran, he reached out to hold down the silver ingot in his arms, fearing that it would fall out while he ran. This was the wealth he had earned with his life, so naturally he was very careful.
I was about to pass Anle Lane and reach home in two miles, but unexpectedly, a figure appeared in the air in a secluded place at the end of the lane!
"Oh!"
The figure landed on the ground, wearing a black shirt and holding a long sword in a black lacquered wooden sheath in his arms.
The young disciple was startled and stopped in his tracks. He looked up and his heart was in his throat!
"You...you! How could you..."
The person who came was none other than Luo Qingying, the second generation disciple of the Shadow Sect, who had previously coerced and bribed him into poisoning and murdering Wen Yanzhao and his group!
Luo Qingying smiled sinisterly and blocked the young disciple's way with a sword in one hand:
"Yes, it's me!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the young apprentice turned around and ran towards Anle Lane in an attempt to get rid of Luo Qingying.
But how could a mere mortal like him be able to defeat the disciples of Shadow Sect? Luo Qingying quickly stepped forward and stood in front of the little disciple again.
The sword flashed in an instant, leaving an invisible wound on the little disciple's throat.
Blood spurted out, and the little disciple, with eyes full of fear and unwillingness, shook his body and asked with difficulty:
"Why... why..."
Luo Qingying's face was gloomy, and he did not answer. He flicked his wrist, took out the two blood-stained silver ingots from his apprentice's arms, and disappeared at the end of the alley.
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Qianjintai, guest rooms on the third floor.
Baili Dongjun angrily threw the snow-white jade crown on the tea table, pulled a chair to lean against it, and complained to Wen Yanzhao:
"It was our group that entered Tianqi City, pried open the gate of the Taifu Temple treasury, loaded the silver inside onto the donkey cart, and then drove all the way back to Xueyue City!"
"What a simple thing! Huh??"
"Look at you now... He insisted on pretending to be some Four Extremes Immortal and holding a treasure-giving ceremony! Now, not only did he almost kill Sikong Changfeng's sweetheart, but he also scared away the people who came to offer their treasures..."
"It's troublesome! Too much trouble! Cousin, tell me! How do we end this now?"
Wen Yanzhao sat next to Sikong Changfeng, playing with the white jade flying dragon double-handled brush washer he had snatched from the eunuchs of the Imperial Palace. He didn't take Baili Dongjun's complaints to heart, but just smiled and said:
"Hahaha, my cousin is getting impatient again. I told you before we came here that you guys are outnumbered. We can use the methods of bandits, but what if Emperor Xiao Chongjing gathers tens of thousands of imperial guards to surround us?"
"Could it be..."
At this point, Wen Yanzhao turned his gaze to his adorable cousin with puffed cheeks, and then changed the subject:
"You're going to let your cousin poison these tens of thousands of people?"
Hearing this, Baili Dongjun's momentum instantly collapsed.
Among the many young men in the Shaobai world, no one can compare to Baili Dongjun in terms of kindness.
Since he started practicing martial arts, he has never thought of taking anyone's life, let alone watching Wen Yanzhao use his poisonous skills to slaughter innocent soldiers.
Baili Dongjun frowned, feeling somewhat reluctant:
"That... of course not! The Imperial City Guards were also born and raised by their parents. Besides, they were only following the orders of the tyrant emperor Xiao Chongjing. We should not commit murder..."
Upon hearing this, Wen Yanzhao smiled and handed the white jade flying dragon double-eared brush washer to Baili Dongjun, saying comfortingly:
"Don't worry, cousin. We were at Qianjintai just to warn Xiao Chongjing and those guys in Tianqi City who had bad intentions. Whether we are real immortals or not, we are not someone they can afford to offend!"
"If you cooperate and hand over the treasure, I will naturally not make things difficult for them. If Xiao Chongjing and his minions dare to use any despicable tricks again, my cousin will naturally not let it go."
"The treasury of Taifu Temple should be treated as a temporary purse for Baili Dongjun to save money. With my cousin here, you can take whatever you want!"
"Besides, since we're here to hunt for treasure, and this is only the first day of the treasure show, why rush? Tianqi City is teeming with wealthy businessmen, dignitaries, and high-ranking officials, so naturally, many of them want to prolong their lives and achieve immortality!"
"Just wait, Tu will fix the blue bricks in front of the door soon. I'll host a proper treasure appraisal conference for you, and you'll definitely make a fortune!"
As soon as these words came out, Baili Dongjun's eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at Wen Yanzhao eagerly and said:
"Appraising treasures? And at a grand meeting? Cousin, are you serious?"
Wen Yanzhao curled his lips and looked at Yin Luoxia who was sitting next to Baili Dongjun:
"Of course! When has your cousin ever lied to you?"
"At the treasure appraisal conference, you and Brother Yin must keep your eyes open and don't miss any rare items. It would be best if you could find something worth buying a whole city!"
Baili Dongjun pouted, took the White Jade Flying Dragon Double-Eared Pen Washer into his arms, and said jokingly, ignoring the bulging clothes:
"What kind of treasure can buy a city? Cousin, you should go back and study hard. It's priceless!"
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