Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

"I regret being friends with you."

"Who told you to follow me so shamelessly."

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Guo's mouth, urging the disgruntled Shangguan to bring the knife.

"you win."

Shangguan curled his lips with the saber, regained his internal strength, and rushed to catch up with Yang Guo.

During the day.

The streets of Chang'an City are full of traffic and people, and there are countless street performers and stalls.

Prosperous in front of you.

Yang Guo didn't have much interest in going shopping, instead he looked at Shangguan with the knife.

It was obvious that he wanted him to continue leading the way.

"Xiao Yang, Bai Xiaosheng's fees are not cheap. You should bring enough money. If you don't have enough, don't go. I don't want to embarrass myself with you." Shangguan stopped abruptly with a knife, quite solemnly asked.

Hearing this, Yang Guo suddenly stopped.

"No way, you really don't have any money with you?"

Yang Guo nodded, although there was a lot of money in the ancient tomb, he didn't think in this direction when he came out.

"I only have more than 20 taels of silver with me."

"No way, you are so poor as a first-class martial artist? Then you can't do it..."

Seeing that the Shangguan was about to start talking nonsense again with the knife, Yang Guo interrupted directly and asked, "How much do you have on you? Let me lend it to you, and I will return it to you in a few days."

Shangguan paused with the saber, closed his mouth, and replied sternly: "The world is not easy now, brother, I understand, or you should go home to get it, brother, I will wait for you in Chang'an."

talking.

Shangguan took the saber with a calm expression, missed Yang Guo and was about to walk into the city, but Yang Guo held his shoulder firmly and couldn't move.

"Xiaodao~ Didn't you say yesterday that you are using a knife between friends? Now it's just a loan of money. What do you mean by that?"

Yang Guo had a teasing look on his brows, the teasing meaning was very strong.

"Brother Yang, I really have no money."

"I do not believe."

Shangguan brought a knife and smiled wryly, and took out a few banknotes from his pocket.

"That's all I have."

Yang Guo glanced roughly, but it was only a few hundred taels.

Yang Guo had never met Bai Xiaosheng and didn't know the price, so he directly asked, "How much does it cost to buy a person's whereabouts from Bai Xiaosheng?"

"Bai Xiaosheng's business starts with a hundred taels of silver. The specifics depend on the person you are looking for, whether you can find it."

Yang Guo nodded, "Then you can continue to lead the way, um... I'll keep the money first, and I'll return it to you later."

"Are you really going to pay me back?"

"When have I lied to you?" Yang Guo said seriously.

"Let's trust you for now." Shangguan took the knife and muttered, but said helplessly, "Come with me."

Yang Guo nodded, but his mood was a little excited.

The two walked quickly through the lively crowd.

When he came to a remote alley, Shangguan stopped with a knife.

"Brother Yang, Bai Xiaosheng should be in the last room in this alley, he only sees one person at a time..."

Before Shangguan finished his sentence with the knife, Yang Guo had already rushed over.

Shangguan froze on the spot with the knife, touched his nose, and muttered, "Are you in such a hurry?"

Looking at the nameless shop with the door tightly closed in front of him.

Just as Yang Guo was about to knock on the door, he heard a dry and deep voice.

"Guests, please open the door and come in."

Yang Guo was slightly taken aback, pushed open the door, walked in, and found that it was very dark inside.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that they will not be able to see it several feet in front of them.

That is to say, Yang Guo has lived in the ancient tomb all year round, but he can see things in the dark.

With his back to Yang Guo, the man was sitting on a recliner, wearing a mask mysteriously tight.

"You are Bai Xiaosheng?"

"Let's say it."

Yang Guo saw that his lips did not move, but he could still make a sound, he guessed in his heart that this must be ventriloquism.

"I want to find someone."

"Who?"

"The head of the Ancient Tomb Sect."

Bai Xiaosheng was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Guest, I don't have any news about this person.

If you're not in a hurry, come again next month, I'll let someone pay attention, maybe there will be news. "

Hearing this, Yang Guo clenched his fists suddenly, and his breathing became a bit rough.

With the flickering of the Ningshen jade around his waist, he gradually calmed down.

Yang Guo's thoughts flickered, and he said again: "Then do you have any news about Chilian Fairy Li Mochou?"

"Yes, the minimum price is 100 taels, and the price is increased by 100 taels each time. The more you give, the more detailed it will be."

Yang Guo didn't hesitate, he put the Shangguan's money with the saber on the small table in front of him.

Bai Xiaosheng who was reclining on the chair beckoned, and the banknote was sucked by him.

With another wave of the long gray sleeves, a scroll with writing on it fell into Yang Guo's hands.

"Guest, is there anything else you need?"

Yang Guo pursed his lips, and asked, "Can you help me pay attention to the news of the head of the Ancient Tomb Sect? If you find it, Yang will be very grateful."

"Naturally."

"Thank you."

Yang Guo cupped his fists, replied, turned and left.

Once outside, Shangguan greeted him with a knife.

"How's it going."

Yang Guo lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Where do you live, I will come to Chang'an next month to return your money."

"Hey~ I, Shangguan, who is carrying a knife, treats money as dung, okay? It's only a small amount of money. Whenever you want to pay it back, just squeak."

Shangguan brags habitually with a knife, Yang Guo is immune to it.

He opened the scroll in his hand and looked at it.

"You two young heroes, can you make way for Xiaodao?"

Hearing this lazy voice, Yang Guo and the two turned around.

The person who spoke was a young Taoist who had reached the crown age.

He looked a little lazy, with long black hair tied into a Taoist bun, wearing a loose Taoist robe, yawning, as if he hadn't woken up.

Although Yang Guo didn't have a good impression of Taoist priests because of the Quanzhen Sect, but he still didn't want to attack Taoist priests when he saw them.

He turned sideways to make way for the man.

"Thank you layman."

The young Taoist smiled, nodded his thanks to Yang Guo, and went straight into Bai Xiaosheng's dark room.

Back off to the side of the road.

Yang Guo lowered his head and continued to look at the scroll in his hand.

Yang Guo, who has a photographic memory, quickly wrote down the above words.

At this time, Shangguan has been observing Yang Guo with a knife.

The mouth squirmed twice from time to time, and when he wanted to say something, a tangled and hesitant look kept flashing between his brows.

Yang Guo put the scroll in his arms and decided to go south.

"Brother Yang, why don't you do me a favor before leaving."

Shangguan with a knife suddenly called Yang Guo to stop,

Yang Guo was not surprised, nodded and said: "You tell me, I'll listen."

Where in this world would someone befriend strangers for no reason?

Most are motivated.

And Yang Guo had been waiting for him to speak.

"Look, being a brother is in my heart..."

"Don't talk about it, just tell me if you have something to say, I'm in a hurry."

Shangguan with the saber still didn't change his face, and said seriously: "I just want to help me save a person, and it's not right to beat a person."

"Time, place, who.'" Yang Guo asked directly without wanting to owe favors.

"The man's name is Shangguan Beijing. As for the time and place, I'll take you there at night."

After hearing the name, Yang Guo raised his brows slightly, a little puzzled.

"What's the relationship between the two of you?"

It is rare for Shangguan to carry a knife, and he was silent for a long time.

"He is kind of a relative of mine."

"Row."

Yang Guo nodded slightly, he doesn't care who that person is, anyway, he just needs to pay back the favor.

"Sangmenxing, I don't want you to waste time, so let's do it now."

A strange voice came from the entrance of the alley.

Yang Guo looked around.

He saw a rich and handsome young man in brocade clothes, walking slowly surrounded by several warriors dressed as guards.