Chapter 766 Take Action
Martial arts sects are all about face-saving, and big sects like the Qijue Sect often have martial arts fellows visiting for advice, so guest rooms are in urgent need.
Not to mention such big houses, even the small houses like Qingshanmen where Yang Yiyi stayed have guest rooms, but no one comes.
After leaving the main hall gate, disciples immediately helped to guide the way, and the etiquette was absolutely thorough.
"You two heroines, if you have any needs, just ask, you're welcome."
"Young hero will lead the way."
"Don't dare."
The leading disciple smiled shyly, returned the salute, and turned to leave.
As soon as he left, Wu Shaoyi came over quickly: "I came to Qijuemen to deliver a letter? Whose letter is it?"
The big eyes are full of curiosity.
I always feel that the character of this young lady is gradually collapsing.
Speaking of which, Yang Yiyi really didn't tell Wu Shaoyi about helping Ning Xianer deliver the letter. The main reason was that she didn't know that Wu Shaoyi was coming with her before leaving Xiashan Town, and there were people around her later, so it was inconvenient to tell.
Considering that he would have to send several letters with Wu Shaoyi in the future, Yang Yiyi roughly explained the matter.
"Huh? What was written in the letter?"
When I heard that it was a secret letter from Tian Jue Palace, it must be something special, but what was written in the letter?
"I don't know. Sister Ning didn't tell me, and I didn't dare to open it and look at it."
Yang Yiyi would not secretly open a letter to see if someone entrusted her to be loyal.
"The letter actually doesn't make it clear."
At this time Li Chengqi interrupted:
"I just took a glance at it, and there was a sentence on the letter that said, 'Don't ask about the way forward, but go far.' It felt like it might be some secret code that had been agreed upon a long time ago."
Li Chengqi's viewing angle was 45°, so he could take a peek, but precisely because of the viewing angle, he could only see this sentence clearly.
It doesn't sound like a greeting, more like chicken soup for the soul, but it's a bit outrageous for one head to write chicken soup to another head, so it's more like a code.
"Brother Li, do you know what it means?"
"I don't know, but... I think it's probably related to the Sirius Cult."
Li Chengqi thought of last year, when Yang Yiyi went to Leishan to hide.
After coming back, he lived in Tianjue Palace for a while, but Ning Xianer, who came back at the same time as Yang Yiyi, quickly left Tianjue Palace. The reason given at the time was that Ning Xianer went to help deliver letters.
Don't forget, there were people from the Tianlang Sect in Leishan Zang who were causing trouble at that time. Combined with Ning Xianer's immediate delivery of the letter when he came back, as well as Ning Xianer's status in Tianjue Palace, it can be imagined that the content of the letter must not be a trivial matter.
Moreover, the letter that Ning Xianer sent through the summoning eagle not long ago also mentioned that a group of killer organizations called Anxiangtang are trying to intercept them. The inner ghosts in the Central Plains Wulin may not be able to sit still.
Consider what happened in southern Xinjiang again and combine it...
Damn it, could it really be the six major factions besieging Guangmingding?
"Anyway, you two, be careful. I have other things to do during this period, so I may not be here at all times. Please think more about everything and don't be rash."
"I know."
"It's just that you don't know that I'm worried about!"
"..."
Although Li Chengqi has now bought a space capsule and has three screens in front of him, and he can pay attention to the situation of the three scripts at any time with a flick of his eyes, but it is possible that his attention will be drawn away and he will not notice the situation elsewhere. .
As for what ‘other things’ are…
Alyssa and the others are finally taking action.
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Seeing that the lunch break was about to end, Mr. Wilder walked out of the building, hurried to a nearby fast food restaurant to buy a fried bean ball, and hurried back with the bag.
He is a typical and mediocre man, nearly forty years old, with a wife and children at home. The passion of his youth has been smoothed by the impact of reality.
Being careful with your boss, smiling with your customers, and spending time with your wife and children when you get home. It’s no wonder that when you reach middle age, you become more and more greasy. On the way back to the office, Mr. Wilder was still thinking about which clients he had to meet in the afternoon and what reports he needed to submit.
Thinking about this while walking, he inevitably felt in a trance. If he wasn't paying attention, he felt like he bumped into someone.
"Ouch!"
The collision was not light. Not only did both parties fall, but the items in Mr. Wilder's hand also fell to the ground.
Looking up, Mr. Wilder suddenly felt something bad.
Because the person he bumped into was a little girl with a heavy weight on her face and a tattoo that spread all the way to her neck.
For an honest man like Mr. Wilder, running into her would definitely be a big trouble.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?"
As he spoke, he reached out his hand and tried to help the person up.
But the other party obviously didn't appreciate it. He slapped Mr. Wilder's hand away and screamed in a sharp voice:
"Honey, where are you! I'm being bullied!"
Mr. Wilder felt very bad at the time, but soon this bad premonition materialized.
A guy who seemed to be more than two meters tall and as strong as a bear. It was still unclear whether he was a boy or a girl. He was like a dark cloud blocking the sunlight in front of Mr. Wilder. His bulging muscles held up the leather jacket decorated with barbs. It's about to explode.
When he saw this outfit, Mr. Wilder's heart skipped a beat.
Damn it, this is a big and scary speedster.
Mr. Wilder hurriedly explained, but the other party obviously would not listen.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you hit us, take us to the hospital!"
This is not about going to the hospital, it is clearly about blackmail.
But at the critical moment, Mr. Wilder noticed two police officers patrolling the corner of the street, and he felt relieved.
Since the Molybdenum Group is an important tax source, the security force in the area is not low, and there are police patrols everywhere.
The other party also noticed Mr. Wilder's eyes, glanced at the sheriff on the corner, and smacked his lips in displeasure.
"Don't let me catch you next time."
After saying a harsh word, he led the little sister away.
Mr. Wilder was secretly glad to have escaped disaster. As for being entangled, he just considered it unlucky.
This was a small matter. Mr. Wilder picked up the fast food bag on the ground and walked quickly back to the company.
In his office, he wolfed down lunch, and his afternoon schedule was still full, leaving no room for him to take a break.
As soon as I put the last bite into my mouth, the office phone rang.
"Mr. Wilder, the lady who made an appointment yesterday has arrived."
Wilder quickly wiped his hands with a wet wipe and asked:
"Who is it?"
"Mrs. Moore."
"Oh, I understand, please come in."
Mr. Wilder is in the sales department, which is better than handing out flyers door to door. At least he has an office. He is not responsible for low-end projects, but the personal aircraft customization business.
Customers have a lot of trouble, but I have to say that the commission is also quite high.
The children at home are going to school, which requires a lot of money. Mr. Wilder has to work at full capacity and cannot let go of any customer.
He quickly adjusted his instrument, and not long after, there was a knock on the door outside the office.
"Please come in."
Immediately, a woman wrapped in fur and wearing large sunglasses walked in. At first glance, it was clear that this was not an ordinary family.
(End of chapter)