[Sword III] Collection System

【Entries Qi Jin and Gu Zhilan have been updated】

[Drip——This entry does not match the original set, it has been collected separately, please read it by yourself]

Surviving all the time has played some role, at least up to now, the relationship between the couple has not disappeared to the point of disappearance, which proves that he, a time traveler, can change the plot. I still don't know most of the plot, so I can only inquire about gossip.

But the traffic was blocked in ancient times, where should I go to hear so many gossips...

Fang Qi looked at Gu Zhilan's residence with a worried face on the branch above his head. The two of them had been in for a while, did they talk about it?

"...One of the target persons, name: Qi Jin, previous name: none, age: 34, gender: male, the second target person, name: Gu Zhilan, previous name: none, age: twenty, gender : Female, the two met for the first time in Wanhua Valley in the 29th year of Kaiyuan, but according to reliable sources, Chunyang Qijin, who was the assassin of Lingxue Pavilion, took the lead in attacking Gu Yuntian's family 15 years ago, which caused a rift between the two of them 15 years later. At present... at present... Oh my mother, why haven't these two come out yet, I've been squatting for half an hour!"

Also impatient was Huang Zi Er San San who was squatting beside him. He was wearing a lotus leaf hat, carrying a Ruyi frame, and staring at the target with extremely lewd eyes.

"..." Fang Xi didn't know when this guy appeared beside him, he only knew that when he found out, this guy had already written several pages with a green hat on.

Huang Zier Sansan licked the tip of his pen, and was about to straighten up and rest for a while when he saw the little man beside him.

"Hey~ little friend, do you have any gossip for uncle, uncle treats you to candied haws~" He rubbed his hands and said wretchedly.

Fang Qi looked at him contemptuously. Although the people of Yinyuanhui are dedicated to their work, it's too much to not let children go.

"Little sister, seeing your delicate features and bones, you must be a good material for martial arts training. This book is bah... You must know a lot about Wanhua Valley." Huang Zi Ersansan took out his token and signaled: "Look , Uncle has the official employee certificate of Yinyuanhui. As long as the younger sister tells uncle about your Senior Sister Gu, will we Yinyuan treat you lightly? That’s a lot of bank notes.”

Well, it was another terminal stage of eye cancer, Fang Xi didn't bother to refute, so he wrote a few words on the card and held it up.

The yellow character Ersansan's eyes lit up: "Oh my little sister, you really know a lot of things from your tone?"

Fang Xi nodded and held up another sign.

【I even know what color panties our Valley Lord is wearing today】

"The color of Dongfang Yuxuan's underwear? Well, it's worth exploring such an unknown area, maybe someone will actually buy this information." Huang Zi Er San San said with a serious face: "So what color underwear are you wearing today, Mr. Gu? "

Fang Xi thinks he finally understands what kind of organization Yinyuanhui is. If the mystery of feelings is wiped off, it is almost like a paparazzi. He wants to steal other people's privacy all day long. If Yinyuanhui was not founded by one of the nine days Yes, I'm afraid it has been taken over by martial arts people long ago.

Maybe it's because of the same hobbies, but the yellow character Ersansan got along very well with him. Although this person looks unreliable, he is a member of Yinyuanhui, the number one paparazzi of the Tang Dynasty, and he is familiar with the gossip in the martial arts world. It is a past love history of a certain hero who is the head of such and such.

"...The next thing is that I will win the secret, I can't be overheard by you little brat." Huang Zi Er San San gulped down a large pot of water, moistened his throat and continued, "Unless you pay a considerable price. Buy it or don’t try to get a word out of our Yinyuanhui’s mouth, this is the rule of the Tao, and everyone who patronizes my club and wins business knows it.”

Fang Qi once heard Gu Zhong Keqing said that the most important thing in traveling the rivers and lakes is not extraordinary martial arts or a lot of money, but news. All kinds of news, as long as the rivers and lakes are well-informed, they can avoid disasters and disasters, and even at critical moments. To save your life, as for what kind of rescue method it is, it is up to the benevolent to see the wisdom of the benevolent.

And the largest, most and best source of Jianghu news is Yinyuanhui. Fang Qi thinks it's time for him to get a VIP gold card of Yinyuanhui.

The yellow character Ersansan seemed to say that he was tired, and he stopped talking to the child in front of him. It was unbelievable to talk to a yellow-haired kid for so long, and he didn't expect to be able to get it out of the mouth of this little Wanhua disciple. What shocking gossip.

"Kids, don't delay uncle's business." Huang Zi Er San San slapped his little paw away in displeasure.

[One month later, a person will appear at Zishi's Chang'an tea shop, you Yinyuan will be interested in his news]

Fang Qi couldn't help but stuff the note into Huang Zi Er San San's hand, and then walked away, leaving Huang Zi Er San San scratching his head in the grass in a daze.

To be honest, the information he knows now is not unusual, and if everyone else knows the information, it is not classified, so he can only use his identity as a Kisan player to spoil it in exchange for some convenience.

It takes some time but overall it's worth it.

It was evening when he returned to Wanhua, and when he returned to his residence to boil water for a bath, a shivering figure appeared in the yard.

"You're back!" Fang Qingya, with a bruised nose and swollen face, stood at the door with her back straight and trembling like chaff. When she saw him, she rushed over as if seeing a savior.

Suddenly, Fang Xi was taken aback by Fang Xi, who embraced him with his arms full.

what happened?

"You, there are ghosts in your room... I just went in to clean when I tripped over someone, there was a creaking sound and strange laughter..." Fang Qingya cried with snot and tears, Grabbing his shoulders and complaining nonstop.

Wait, aren't you a Taoist priest? Why are you still afraid of ghosts?

Fang Xi was speechless.

Ignoring Fang Qingya's retaining Fang Xi, he pushed open the door and went straight to the inner room. Sure enough, there was only a Sao Pao playing darts inside, and the bullseye of the dart was still his beloved grain reserve.

【What did you do today? 】

Fang Xi was dissatisfied.

"Sleep, practice, eat, drink..." Brother Pao counted them one by one with his fingers.

【that's it? 】

Fang Xi narrowed his eyes and threatened.

"Oh, a servant came in just now, and I sent him out." Brother Pao blew the blow of the blood dart biu and pierced Yigang's armpit.

Why do you call this sending off?Didn't mean to bully? !

"Looking at his stupid face, I can't help but feel itchy." Brother Pao smiled charmingly:

"So what does it have to do with you?"

Fang Qingya really had nothing to do with him, but he just couldn't hold his breath, so he decided to change the ointment used at night to the hottest and most painful one.

Let your taste heavy!

****

After having a dedicated servant, Fang Xi felt that things around him were much more convenient. If there was anything he needed to tell Fang Qingya, he would handle it quickly, but most of the time he was enslaved by the person in the back room. Qing Ya only knew that the person in the back room was an honored guest, but he didn't know his identity, and with his character he wouldn't ask, the three of them lived in peace for a while.

"Xi'er, a change of clothes and hot water are ready," Fang Qingya said, carrying a large bucket of dirty clothes.

Hearing this, Fang Xi stopped teasing, and was ready to take a bath with the toiletries in his arms. As a flower of Qingyan temperament, it is very important to know how to take care of one's hair, especially after being forcibly cut off her sister's head.

But in life, there is always an object called an old enemy to overcome you. Fang Qi thought that he must have met his own old enemy.

"Well, what are you looking at me for?" Brother Pao said as he washed his artificial leg.

Washing his prosthetic leg...

his prosthetic leg...

prosthetic leg...

leg……

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