Leave it to the uncle to buy road money

"Tell me, what's going on?" Wang Panwei sat obliquely on the spacious seat of the City Lord's Mansion, lowered his head and picked at his fingers, and only raised his eyes to look at Gu Qiansheng when he was asking questions.

He is very busy.

In the past few days, I have managed to finish the handover banquet and the individual banquets, and finally appease the other four families of Xuanming City, especially the unlucky old city lord who was replaced by him.

This position can be done firmly or not, sometimes it is hard to explain in a word, the power is indeed a foundation, but the network is indeed very important.

Otherwise, why was such a clean and honest city lord pulled down just because something in the mansion was stolen and a worthless bead?

Very simple.

The rest of the four major families are not pleasing to the eye.

Of course, the former city lord's family was also tired of sharing his worries for the people, and forgot his own interests, so he gave up this time.

After all, there is someone in the city lord's mansion, who earns less oil and water than when his family was at home, who is willing to help him again.

Therefore, although the current city lord is not the most powerful in the younger generation, he is very good at being a man, and in order to show his importance, he always comes here when he entertains all the characters. Of course, the appearance is well decorated. Yes, I have given enough face, all the banquets were held in the city lord's mansion, accompanied by beautiful women, and later on, all the wine from Gu Qiansheng's small shop was used, so this time this matter was mixed with Gu Qiansheng Together, the city lord was a little embarrassed.

The bamboo leaf wine used before also has a little hint of being an official wine.

It's really hard to be a city lord.

The slack-looking city lord rolled his eyes around. No one in the older generation was willing to take over the job, so it fell to him.

When he has a thick skin to please others, when the responsibility falls on him, he is too embarrassed not to accept it.

Gu Qiansheng was straightforward, "I'm just curious about what's in it."

"I just demolished the Treasure Pavilion because I was curious? Do you know what the Treasure Pavilion means to Xuanming City?" Wang Panwei raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows with a headache.

Gu Qiansheng: "It has been more than half a month since I demolished this Treasure Pavilion, and I have never heard of any changes in Xuanming City. It is expected that the rumors will harm people, and I also have good intentions."

You can be so righteous when you do something wrong.

Simply.

If you don't accept cowhide, you will accept it.

Wang Panwei looked left and right at the two rows of guards who couldn't help but smile, and coughed twice with a subtle expression, "But it's true that you destroyed the building?"

"It's true." Gu Qiansheng was neither humble nor overbearing, "I am willing to compensate you."

Wang Panwei tapped his fingers on the table a few times, bowed his head and thought for a moment, "Well, you are not a native of Xuanming City, but you have made innovations that benefit the people of Xuanming City. Extraordinary, probably not many people dare to repair it, how did you break it, just build the wall back as it is." After Wang City Lord finished speaking, he paused for two seconds, and he seemed to think of something again, showing a dazed expression, "By the way, I heard from the guard who was guarding the gate of the City Lord's Mansion before, that you have only been here for two consecutive days, and it will be slower to get back here. I will give you three days."

Let him build a wall?

That also depends on whether he has the talent, does it take time to learn a skill?

Gu Qiansheng's eyes were obviously understood by City Lord Wang. It has to be said that the person involved in the accident can always understand the subtext of others.

"It must be the first time for you to hit the wall."

Ok.

There is nothing to say, isn't it just building a wall?

"It's okay, you all go away." City Lord Wang waved his hands lazily, and pushed back the two rows of people standing below who looked like pedestals.

Gu Qiansheng thought that there was nothing wrong with him, but when he was about to leave, someone patted his shoulder suddenly.

He turned his head to look in astonishment, but saw that City Lord Wang, who was still sitting on it just now, stood beside him at some point, smiling very kindly.

"It's all here, why don't we have a drink together?"

"The city lord invited me, so naturally I dare not refuse."

Waterside pavilions and pavilions, a glass of wine to explain.

Gu Qiansheng had no choice but to think of the Wang family's music workshop, and the inexplicable contact with himself, maybe it's not about bringing up old things again.

He didn't want to get involved in this muddy water.

"Young Master, one thing is good. You don't believe in rumors, you don't follow the rules, and people who practice should not stick to the rules." The city lord seemed to appreciate Gu Qiansheng very much. Of course, the casual movements still did not change in the slightest.

But it is precisely this that makes people feel real and friendly.

So Gu Qiansheng is not very against what he said at the moment, because he can clearly know that the other party is not mocking him.

"Don't dare to take it as a foreign country. Donglai already feels that he has come into contact with a brand new world. Although he disagrees with the ghost theory, he dare not believe it."

"Since you believe it, why did you open the Treasure Pavilion? I don't know what's inside?"

"The city lord will find out when he goes down to find out." Gu Qiansheng replied in a gentle voice.

It turned out that I didn't want to talk about the assassination of Xu Wei, but wanted to know what was in the Treasure Pavilion. It should be no problem to go there during the day.

That being the case, why did you come here to ask yourself.

The city lord put his hands behind his back, walked to the lake, looked at the calm lake, and said in a more serious voice, "It's your fault, after so many years, you are probably the only variable in Xuanming City , it’s not that everyone who goes there in the daytime will not die, but only you will not die.”

"Also, you stayed outside for one night, but you are the only one who hasn't died within seven days in all these years."

Gu Qiansheng frowned, "How do you know?"

"Everyone in Xuanming City is the eyeliner of the City Lord's Mansion. Of course, when the servants came to me to report, they said it as a joke." It seemed that the seriousness just now disappeared in an instant.

He said so.

Gu Qiansheng didn't quite believe it.

The entire Xuanming City is deserted at night.

When Lai Zi stopped him from letting him in, it was clearly early in the morning, no shop opened so early at all, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

How could anyone hear it and continue to report it.

What kind of person is Lai Zi?

Therefore, this city owner is worthy of his suspicion.

The black mist he dreamed back then seemed to say that he was the soul of Zhenling?So, will there be more than one soul split?

Gu Qiansheng suddenly felt that the whole Xuanming City was a little unbelievable, but he soon secretly annoyed himself with suspicion. If he was really the ghost of the formation, how could he not know what was inside.

There is nothing to say, "Since the city lord has something in mind, I will say that there is only darkness in the wall of the Treasure Pavilion, and there is a long passage leading to the bottom. I am ashamed to say that I walked halfway through I got scared, so I withdrew before reaching the end."

The front is true, but the back is false.

Behind him was completely unconscious, and he didn't know how he got back to the inn.

However, it seems that there is no need to tell the city lord about these things.