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Zhao Yushu didn't think that the identities of the two had been exposed. Not to mention the underworld or the Liao people, even Zhao Yushu himself didn't know that he would come to Goguryeo before Lan Ling quickly changed the route.

So it is most likely a coincidence, or the local powerful people are used to being domineering.

"How many treasures do you have?"

Zhao Yushu unexpectedly discovered that except for the seven magic weapons, he had lost almost all the powerful treasures. The only thing left was a wine glass that he had originally intended to use to attack General Yin Wang but never had the chance to use. So he could only think of stealing the little rich woman.

Lan Ling took out a storage bag and poured it onto the table, blinding Zhao Yushu's eyes.

"Why so many?"

"My father gave them to me, but most of them are not good things."

Lan Ling was somewhat proud. Ever since Lan Rong took over the Yuan family's private collection, he had not given a single brick to Zhao Yushu, but had given them all to his daughter. It seemed that he had completely forgotten that all the things in the Yuan family were gifts from Zhao Yushu.

"Five yellow-grade items, three mysterious-grade items, and none of the earth-grade items. You said that Senior Brother already has two heaven-grade items, so why didn't the academy get you one for self-defense?"

Zhao Yushu spread his hands helplessly: "I doubt that I can activate the Heaven Grade Treasure at all, but not giving me even one Earth Grade one is a bit too much. So far, I have seen more Heaven Grade than Earth Grade ones, this is unreasonable."

Complaining as he did so, Zhao Yushu picked up a yellow-grade jade pendant and a lower-grade black-grade round fan, and then placed his wine glass on them.

"These three items are enough to lure out his good stuff. If he really wants to exchange them, we should do this deal well and see if we can get something practical. But I think it will be difficult. If he has bad intentions, don't blame me for being Li Feiyu."

Lan Ling was stunned: "Who is Li Feiyu?"

"Haha, it's not important, it's not important. It's getting late, my lady, let's go to bed."

With a scream, Zhao Yushu was kicked out of the room. Wiping her tears, she found an empty guest room at random, went in and slept using the Shadow Stepping Step. Now she didn't dare to book another room, otherwise her status as a couple would be exposed.

Jin Shigui didn't let the two wait too long. After all, this place was really remote. Even though the management area was comparable to Hedong Road or Hebei Road, the level of wealth was not on the same level, and there were even fewer monks from the Central Plains who came here.

There would be no such opportunity after this one, so Jin Shigui came early in the morning with a happy face and brought the "good news".

"Mr. Cui has agreed to have a talk with the two immortals. How about holding a banquet at Cui's mansion tonight?"

"can."

"I have nothing to do during the day, how about I accompany you two for a walk? Some mountain folks usually sell mountain products at the market, and if you are lucky you can get some good things."

There should be no trap in this sentence. Lan Ling nodded first with anticipation in her eyes. There was no other way. No matter which world a woman is from, shopping is her nature.

Putting aside his reckless little thoughts, Jin Shigui was indeed a very good guide. Along the way, he helped the two of them get rid of many street rogues who wanted to take advantage of outsiders. He also found many old shops and asked the owners to take out some of their best treasures.

Although there were no things with spiritual power, Liaodong was always rich in medicinal materials, and there were many high-quality medicines that were of great use to mortals. Zhao Yushu decisively bought a bunch of them. Although most of his friends were cultivators, there were also many mortals, such as a bunch of brothers and sisters-in-law, such as Wang Bushi of Nanyang, and Wang Yuan and Ouyang Wen who had not returned to the academy yet. There were quite a few people to give things to.

In the open-air market, Zhao Yushu did encounter the legendary thousand-year-old ginseng. It sounded a bit too much to say a thousand years old, but Jin Shigui, a veteran, said there were some that were a hundred years old. In the end, Zhao Yushu bought it from this old ginseng dealer at a price that satisfied both parties. After shopping for most of the day, it was quite a rewarding experience.

On the way, they even passed by Cui Mansion, also known as Baidao Hall. The house structure in this bitter cold place was very different from that in the Central Plains, but as the tallest among the short ones, Cui Mansion was still the best in the city.

"It's getting late, two immortals, should we get ready for the banquet?"

"Okay, ma'am, do you still need to go back and wash up?"

"Of course, Jin Shigui, it's not right to come empty-handed when visiting someone. Let's go back and rest for a while. You can find a presentable gift for us and come back to us in an hour."

Lan Ling casually handed over a ten-liang gold ingot without allowing Jin Shigui to refute. She turned around and took Zhao Yushu away. Jin Shigui was stunned for a moment, but could only bow his head and say yes.

"Ma'am, what bad idea do you have?"

"Pah, I'll attract possible spies in the inn, and you try to go to Cui's house first. If there's something inside, we have to run away."

"Madam is thoughtful."

Zhao Yushu nodded. Although it was a bit too bizarre that a small Andong Protectorate could have an inner scene, what if it happened? Although he had a little bit of strength to fight against inner scenes head-on, he had never defeated any of them so far, especially the powerful ones like the Lord of the Cemetery. He and Lao Yang couldn't even hurt him together.

The two returned to the room, Zhao Yushu closed the door, and Assassin flashed and disappeared in an instant, flashing in the shadows of the slanting evening light.

The sun gradually set and darkness began to spread. Zhao Yushu stood in a shadow in the inner courtyard of Cui Mansion, watching the people coming and going with cold eyes.

Contrary to expectations, the banquet held at Cui Mansion tonight was not just for the two of them.

"Those two Central Plains monks are a bit too arrogant."

Two people walked side by side from the front hall to the back hall. One of them was wearing Goguryeo clothing, all white. His face was elegant and handsome, but his pair of slender eyes added a bit of ruthlessness and sinisterness.

The person who was speaking was dressed quite strangely. He looked neither like a person from the Central Plains nor a person from Goguryeo. However, he spoke Chinese which was not standard but understandable.

Zhao Yushu looked at the other person's peculiar hairstyle and immediately understood.

Japanese.

Japan has always had close contacts with the Tang Dynasty, and sends people to the Central Plains to study almost every year. There are quite a few of them in the Baima Academy, but they have little interaction with Zhao Yushu.

When the Japanese came to the Central Plains, in addition to the relatively fixed waterways, many people would first go to the relatively nearby Silla or Goguryeo, and then go to the Central Plains. Obviously, the person in front of him was one of them.

There are many people in Japan who can speak Chinese, but very few who can speak Goguryeo. Fortunately, Goguryeo is now part of the Tang Dynasty and has to learn Chinese, so there is no barrier to communication.

Then who is this Goguryeo man next to him?

"Mr. Ye Shi, please be patient. The Tang people are always arrogant and conceited. It is not surprising that they look down on me. However, the servants have said that they will be here in an hour at most. Let's sit for a while. A batch of new tea from Jiangnan has just arrived this year. If you don't mind, Mr. Ye Shi, you can taste it first."

"Mr. Cui, you are welcome."

It turned out that he was Mr. Cui. Zhao Yushu drew out Avalon and waved it casually. A gust of spiritual power swept past, and suddenly several rays of spiritual light shot over.

Zhao Yushu smiled coldly and turned away.

The highest is only the fifth heaven, Lao Cui, your baby is mine.