Chapter 418.
As Palm Tent wrote the letter, Lone Wolf, or Wang Dust, was mingling in the bustling crowd.
Two days ago, he had cleared out a nest of mountain thieves by fishing and unearthed a clue to his mission.
The leader of the mountain bandits, the Black-faced Fiend, still tried to muddle through, but under Wang Dust’s Soul Searching Technique, he spilled the beans about spying on village widows taking a bath when he was a teenager.
Wang Dust followed the clues he got and found the loose cultivator Lone Wolf.
And from Lone Wolf here, he forced out the channel to contact the horse thieves, and finally found this place.
The white tent just now was the point of sale set up by the Xuan Yi Horse Thieves in the Flowing Horse Collection, and in addition to selling the stolen goods from looting, they also purchased supplies and cultivation materials.
Because of its importance, the person in charge of the tent was Daoist Xuan Yi’s beloved.
Originally, Wang Chen was planning to capture him and force out the whereabouts of the mission objective.
However, he thought carefully that Daoist Xuan Yi had placed this person here, and it was impossible that he did not have defensive measures and means.
It was easy to take down the other party, but in case if he spooked the snake, it would be difficult to complete the mission in a short period of time.
So Wang Dust decided to lure the snake out of its hole.
He disguised himself as a lone wolf and used the Jindan cave as bait to hook out Daoist Xuan Yi.
In order to win the trust of the palm tent, Wang Dust revealed the Life Creation Cauldron.
It was considered to be heavy bait.
The effect could be said to be very good, and just now he could see the color of greed flashing in the other party’s eyes.
The probability of Daoist Xuan Yi taking the bait was at least 90%!
The other 10%, that would depend on luck, after all, there was always the possibility of accidents.
Wang Dust unhurriedly wandered around the marketplace.
His current appearance was quite otherworldly, but in this Liu Ma Jie, it was nothing.
The people here are very complicated, there are local herders, foreign merchants and travelers, as well as all kinds of casual cultivators, tiger-backed and tough people abound, and there are many people whose appearance is more vicious than Wang Chuan’s. Wang Chuan simply blended in.
Wang Dust mixed in, not at all eye-catching.
He turned the entire bazaar around and even purchased some local specialty items.
For example, pale beef, horse milk wine, cheese, and so on, were unique and flavorful, and the prices were quite cheap.
One lower spirit could buy a whole bunch of them.
Wang Dust swept a few thousand pounds of goods into his storage bag, anyway, now that his main storage bag has a huge capacity, it’s still empty, so it’s not bad to buy some food to go back.
By the time it got dark, a bunch of bonfires were set up inside and outside the bazaar, the blazing flames illuminated in all directions, and the herdsmen who could sing and dance began to rejoice around the fire.
Wang Chen sat down in a white tent similar to a wine shop and ordered a barbecue platter, as well as a jar of horse milk wine.
While eating and drinking, he enjoyed the songs and dances.
That night, he stayed in the Liu Ma Jie.
At noon on the second day after arriving at Liu Ma Jie, Wang Duan received a crane letter from Palm Tent.
He was not in a hurry, and after eating a hearty lunch slowly, he came to the other side’s tent with a flourish.
Upon seeing Wang Dust, the Palm Tent, who had obviously been waiting quite a bit, breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t wait to say, “My lord has agreed to see you, so you can come with me.”
With that he pulled out a flying magic weapon.
“Slow!”
Wang Chen probed his hand to stop, “I have no intention of going to see your family’s lord.”
“What?”
The fat face of the account holder instantly turned purple-red, “You’re fooling me?”
“That wouldn’t dare.”
Wang Dust said with a smile, “Your master is a person of the Purple Mansion, how would I dare to offend ah.”
These words he said in a conspiratorial manner, almost choking the palm tent to death, “What do you want?”
“Since your master agreed to meet ……”
Wang Dust said rightfully, “Then the place to meet will be set by me.”
Palm Tent took a long deep breath and suppressed the anger that was churning in his heart.
His city was considered to be very deep, but to be led by the nose by Wang Dust like this felt really suffocating.
But the palm of the account and can not now with Wang dust flip, otherwise bad this big deal, the fat oil he boiled out to sell also can not afford to lose.
He said: “I have to ask my family adults!”
Wang dust huh: “Then you please show ah.”
The bookkeeper asked, “Where is it?”
“Right here, Liu Ma Jie!”
Wang dust said in a deep voice: “I repeat, don’t play tricks, otherwise ……”
Otherwise what, Wang Dust didn’t say, but the palm tent could completely see his confidence and determination!
This Palm Tent silently took out a piece of talisman paper and quickly wrote a letter to send out.
Wang Dust sat down unhurriedly and poured himself a cup of tea.
After nearly half an hour, a falcon letter flew back.
The tentmaster took it and opened it, saying, “My lord has promised to arrive two hours later.”
“Very good.”
Wang Dust nodded, “See you then.”
He threw another letter crane to the other party, “I’ll tell you the exact location of the meeting when the person arrives.”
At this point, the Palm Tent no longer had the slightest temper, and accepted the letter crane and nodded.
But deep within his eyes lurked a trace of indescribable viciousness.
Wang Dust left the White Tent and came to the only real restaurant in Liu Ma Jie, shelling out spirit stones to charter the top floor.
Sit and wait for the big fish to come to the door!
By sunset and dusk, he received a crane letter from the palm tent.
Wang Dust replied to the letter.
He sat in a position by the window, looking out over the Lanqiang River that flowed endlessly not far away.
At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun shone down on this big river which was called mother by the herdsmen, flooding thousands of points of golden scales, and sometimes there was a flying hawk sweeping by, the scene was breathtakingly beautiful.
“Old Brother Lone Wolf is really in good spirits.”
A low voice suddenly entered Wang Chen’s ears.
He turned around to look, only to see three people appearing at the stairway, and the leader was clearly a middle-aged cultivator wearing a green-colored dao robe with a peaceful face and fair skin.
With a faint smile on his face, this cultivator cupped his fists towards Wang Chen and said, “I, Xuan Yi.”
“You are Xuan Yi?”
Wang Dust frowned and his face suddenly sank, “Scram! If you are Xuan Yi, I am True Immortal Qing Xu!”
True Immortal Qing Xu was the Supreme Elder of the Western Sea Sect, famous for hundreds of years in the Western Sea Spiritual Domain, and one of the Three Purities of the Western Sea.
Although Wang Dust, or the Lone Wolf he was pretending to be, had not seen Xuan Yi himself, and the middle-aged cultivator who called himself Xuan Yi, also exuded the aura of a Purple Mansion Cultivator.
However, Wang Dust could tell at a glance that the other party was a Xibei.
Neither Daoist Xuan Yi nor a Purple Mansion cultivator, in all likelihood, he was disguised with the help of some kind of magic weapon!
That middle-aged cultivator’s face stiffened, a bit at a loss for words, probably not expecting to be recognized just after he showed his face.
The palm tent next to him said in dismay, “Fellow Daoist Lone Wolf, are you misunderstanding something, this is ……”
“Well.”
It was at this time that a bashful voice entered everyone’s ears, “You two step back.”
“Yes.”
The middle-aged cultivator and the palm tent bowed in unison and retreated to the lower floor.
Only a man dressed as an attendant was left behind.
He smiled faintly at Wang Chen, “Old Brother Lone Wolf has good eyesight, I am Xuan Yi!”