Chapter 458 White Flags Like a Sea
“This girl, I remember you.”
Upstairs, Tao Tao said this when he saw Liu Sheng.
“You brought a little bear here for purification.”
“Yes.” Liu Sheng nodded.
"Then what do you want when you come here and talk like this?" Tao Tao smiled like Maitreya Buddha, waiting for Liu Sheng's answer.
Liu Sheng looked at Tao Tao steadily and said, "I want you."
Tao Tao was completely unexpected and was stunned.
“What?”
“You must be a master of weapon refinement, right?”
"That's right." Tao Tao nodded, a little dazed.
"That's enough, our Qingyun Pavilion wants to hire you, Master Tao Tao." Liu Sheng said seriously.
【Need a weapon refiner? Then hire directly from the boss! 】
Liu Sheng and others were excited in their hearts.
Their judgment was also based on Tao Tao's craftsmanship last time. In addition, her ability to work in Xiaoxiang Tower already represented her ability.
Coupled with her age, ten years of experience in weapon refining should not be able to escape.
“Wait, wait, wait, which corner of your Qingyun Pavilion emerged from the corner?”
Tao Da is like a thin fungus, emerging from the corner of the attic. He came out and said: "We here... Although it seems that we are taking advantage of the reputation of Xiaoxiang Tower, to be honest, behind it is..."
Liu Sheng shook his head, looked at the expressionless Tao Tao and said: "Yes. , so what?”
“Do you think the owner of Xiaoxiang Tower will take care of you when he returns?”
"Actually, I just used you to get rid of a batch of goods and then disappeared, right?"
The spiritual light flashed and then went out.
The attic fell into darkness.
Liu Sheng could see clearly in the darkness. Tao Da gritted his teeth and was about to take out a spirit bead and put it in, but Tao Tao stopped him and lit a candle instead.
The flickering candlelight illuminated their waxy pale faces, and Liu Sheng knew that he was right.
So she continued: "They are short of money and busy, so they can't take care of you."
"As for your alley, I just walked along and saw that it has become quite depressed... "
"The situation is changing, and a crisis of survival is imminent. These businesses will either become a way to paralyze themselves, or they will completely decline."
What Liu Sheng said, Tao Dahe has been struggling at the bottom for a long time. How could Tao Tao not know?
Although these words are indeed Liu Sheng's temporary thoughts, they are also inferred based on the observations during today's walk and the analysis of comprehensive information from the world.
So when he said it, it struck a sore spot for both of them.
"Yes... Boss Huang's shop next door has also closed down." Tao Da murmured, "Those men and women have all been sent home, saying that the nobles in Beijing have no intention of doing such things. The passing merchants were also in a hurry."
"It's just that Chang'an is peaceful. After leaving Chang'an, who has the money and energy to do this?" Tao Tao said coldly, "It's better. Buy a few more anti-evil mirrors as a precaution. "
"Moreover, if the temple really rises, most of our work will be cut off," Tao Da said dejectedly, "We are really wronged here. Taotao's craftsmanship..."
"The Hongfutang family is the only one, and their master craftsmen are all from the Ministry of Industry, so we can't squeeze in."
"I don't even have the money to open a serious weapon-refining shop for you... To-refining requires materials, costs, and shops, and we don't have any."
Tao Dayue said more and more aggrieved, becoming rickety. The dejected reed.
Tao Tao shook his head silently and patted his eldest brother's thin shoulder with his big hand.
Thinking of this, the two looked at Liu Sheng.
"So, in this case, do you still think Qingyun Pavilion can survive?" Tao Tao asked in a deep voice, his round face tightened.
Liu Sheng nodded: "What we do...is exactly in line with the current needs."
"For example, the evil-proof mirror you just mentioned is produced by Qingyun Pavilion."
The two of them together Listen, they looked at each other with a somewhat surprised expression.
Liu Sheng continued: "We have to do a big thing next, which is beneficial to people's livelihood, and we urgently need a master of weapon refinement."
She once again typed out a page to display the light curtain used. There is only a rough sketch on one page, and only three breaths of time are allowed.
But in just three breaths, Tao Tao was completely attracted, and her eyes did not turn away. After Liu Sheng put away the light, she still looked like she was still unfinished. "If you are interested, go to Qingyun Pavilion of Qinglongfang before tomorrow afternoon and meet all the shopkeepers. If there is no problem, you can be hired."
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Walking out of Xiaoxiang Tower, Liu Sheng asked the world: [According to your observation, is it done? 】
The World said: [96.54% chance of success, they just need to show off and raise their worth. 】
【This is normal. 】
【However, I didn’t expect you to think so highly of this Tao Tao that you have been thinking about him all the time. 】
Liu Sheng looked back at this dilapidated and deep alley. The depths seemed to be shrouded in darkness, and sighed silently.
【I just don’t think she should be buried here. 】
After telling Cuicui on the spiritual message that there would be an interview with a master of weapon refinement tomorrow, and he would be there, Liu Sheng hurried back to the Chinese Academy.
I have two articles at hand and must finish them quickly.
Ever since she learned about a future that made her doubtful, Liu Sheng felt more and more pressed for time.
Time waits for no one, not even cold nights.
……
Chang’an, Lu family.
Wen Weilan led Cuicui through the door, and his eyes were filled with white flags like a sea, fluttering in the wind, like white tentacles wandering, sweeping over the pale-faced Lu family members in linen clothes below, as if they were going to engulf them. , turned into a complete walking zombie.
In the depths of the cemetery, shrouded in layers of pale cloth, is a coffin, dimly blending in the weak candlelight. The shadow of the cloth is like a wriggling tentacle, seemingly waiting for an opportunity to move.
A few people were kneeling inside, leaving only their backs, and whimpering cries sounded in the shadows, weak and suppressed, floating out in pieces, scratching in the heart.
Looking at the strange scene inside, Cuicui couldn't help but pinch the corner of Wen Weilan's clothes tightly, and whispered: "Miss, why do I feel... something is not right."
Wen Weilan allowed Cuicui to hold him, his eyes pierced into the depths of the spiritual shed, the strange energy in his body surged, and he seemed to sense the disturbing aura within.
Looking around, there were many people in the courtyard. Almost all the aristocratic families in Beijing sent people to express their condolences.
These well-dressed and solemn-looking mourners stood around, chatting in low voices or remaining silent. The atmosphere was heavy and depressing.
Wen Weilan even saw several acquaintances from the National Academy of Sciences. It seemed that although he was busy with studies, he still had to do these surface etiquettes.
Just...
"Why don't they go in?" Cuicui also felt strange and asked in a low voice.
Wen Weilan shook his head, expressing his ignorance.
However, the answer soon became apparent.
A young man who had just arrived wanted to enter the funeral shed, but was politely stopped by the old lady guarding the door.
“It’s not yet time.” The old woman said calmly.
The young man frowned and asked impatiently: "When will it be? I'm in a hurry, isn't it just a formality?"
"It will be time soon."
The old mama was not annoyed by these words, she still looked calm and turned her head to look into the darkness deep in the tomb.
"When exactly is it!" The young man frowned and said impatiently.
Looking at his temper, it seems that he is of high status and dares to yell like this.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the mourning hall, and then a middle-aged woman with white hair walked out tremblingly with the support of a maid, her face as bloodless as white paper , as if the whole person's vitality has been drained by endless grief.
"His Majesty Yiyong." When the woman saw him, she immediately revealed his identity. "After my father returned from the victory, you were also busy with work. Now that you can come to express your condolences in person, the Lu family is very grateful."
She The voice was weak, but the tone was firm and strong.
“But please wait a moment, we can start when everyone is here.”
Don’t hit the smiling person. Although the woman didn’t smile, she was polite. The Yiyong Hou Shizi was not in trouble, so he just frowned and asked: "What are we going to start?"
"We are going to start..."
The woman's eyes were cold, the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and her voice had a hint of shuddering coldness.
"Calling the soul."
The candlelight flickered, the smoke curled up, and the mourning shed seemed to be getting quieter.