"Then why don't we stay at Lingyun Inn and come here instead?" Huang Guiyun asked: "And Uncle Thirteen, don't you have the bracelet of Young Master Ling, didn't he agree to pay you?"

Thirteen said with his expression that your boy thought he was too long: "In the early morning, the boy clearly said that the smell of insects was limited, but he found Liuyun Mountain City in the middle of the night, and brought such a large group of people to kill him directly when they saw him. There must be a problem here, let alone you forgot something."

Huang Guiyun asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

Thirteen fingers pointed at the long sword that Huang Guiyun had already hung around his waist and said, "You are about to treat other people's family swords as your own. You will definitely clean Liuyun Mountain City in the early morning, but what would he think if he couldn't find this thing?"

After changing into new clothes just now, Huang Guiyun felt that something was missing, so he buckled the long sword brought from Liuyun Mountain City on his waist. He suddenly felt much more arrogant and felt like a martial arts young man. At this time, he realized that this was not his own thing when he heard what Thirteen said. He hurriedly took off the long sword from his belt.

"What should I do now, Uncle Thirteenth." Huang Guiyun asked anxiously.

In the early morning, he even sent a large group of troops to find the lost items, which was enough to show its importance. The owner was naturally very anxious to lose things. With the power of the Ling family, the first move was already so huge that no one knew what he would plan next...

"So you have to go and ask someone to see what the Ling family has done."

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After drinking and eating, Thirteen called out to the guy, whispered a few words beside him and stuffed a piece of silver. The guy took them to the backyard of the inn. The guy opened the door of the backyard cellar, and when both of them walked in, they closed it directly, and did not follow him.

After closing the door, the cellar was naturally dark, and Huang Guiyun dared not move around. However, he could hear Thirteen's footsteps walking over somewhere. Before his eyes could adapt to the darkness, the sound of the mechanism being turned on came. At the same time, the candlelight also came from that direction, and Thirteen stood there to greet him.

"Uncle Thirteen, you are so awesome. You don't need to turn on the light to know where the mechanism is."

"You will know if you come often."

After entering the machine door, after walking for about a quarter of an hour, I saw a steep staircase. Above the staircase was a big door. After pushing it open, an empty hall was empty, with only a young girl sitting in the middle of the counter.

Huang Guiyun saw that there were three doors close to him, which should mean that there were three places where he could go through the underground passage like himself to this tall building, which seemed quite tall from the inside. Although the house was brightly lit, he could not see any outside situation and could not know where he was in Licheng.

"Meiling, why are you on night shift again today? Did you offend someone who deliberately makes things difficult for you? Tell Thirteenth brother, your brother will help you beat him up."

Seeing Thirteen talking to the girl sitting at the counter in a completely different tone from him, Huang Guiyun was not only incredible, but also scared by Thirteen about his claim to be "brother". If you are a little anxious, maybe Thirteen would have a daughter of about the same age.

However, the young girl just covered her mouth with her fingers and smiled gently, without answering Thirteen's question.

However, Thirteen was not concerned about this. He quickly walked into the counter, pulled the girl's hand under the counter, and shook her head. The young girl turned her head and nodded with a slightly helpless expression in response.

Thirteen said, "Don't worry, I will teach that fat man a lesson for you."

Huang Guiyun was naturally confused about this inexplicable conversation, but he could only hold the question in his stomach and wait for the opportunity to ask.

Thirteen took Huang Guiyun to the side, and after a little distance from the counter, he whispered: "Muji, I can't speak, I can only listen."

"Then what is she doing here and she has to work on night shift?"

"Of course, it is to entertain people who come to buy news. Some people have taboos and are unwilling to let people know that they are here, so they find people who are illiterate and cannot speak to serve as the front desk."

"There can't be only one, where can I find so many illiterate mutes?"

"I will naturally be illiterate if I haven't read it. As for mute words, many people are not born unable to speak, but there are ways to prevent them from speaking."

"Wouldn't that be too cruel? And if there is a taboo, why not ask others to buy news for themselves and insist on doing it yourself? Wouldn't this be an unnecessary move?"

"Ah Huang, why are your brains so smart sometimes? Sometimes you can't even understand the simplest things. Since there are taboos, it's impossible to let others come."

"But you said before that news can not be sold unlimitedly, so others will definitely know about the taboo things, so I still don't know what they are tabooing?"

"You can sell the news for a lot of money. Most of the sources of information are in the three intelligence agencies. The information they get is basically the fastest and most accurate. If the news spread from other places is not good for you, just saying they slander can kill a lot of them."

"Three families? Is Lingyun Inn the Ling Shaoxia family considered one?"

"The information from the Ling family is for their family members. The information they sell is just ordinary news. Lingyun Inn focuses on protection services. Even if your father-killer's enemy lives next to you, you must wait until you leave the inn before you can start. If the regulations are violated, you can consider going out. Zhongyuan is basically unable to survive."

"Wow, is the Ling family so scary?"

"They are the right path in the martial arts world. The right path must follow the rules and morality. If you don't talk about it, you won't give me face. How can the number one in the martial arts world be the best?"

"Oh oh oh, who are the three most powerful intelligence agencies?"

"The place you are now is one of them, called a newspaper. The other two are one of the ten thousand chambers of commerce and the other are men's paradise. After you get the reward, you will take you to play, hehehe."

The Wan Chamber of Commerce, it sounds like a place to do business. The most important thing for businessmen is interpersonal relationships. Once interpersonal relationships are opened, the information will naturally be broad. Huang Guiyun's hometown is also a small business, so he naturally understands this.

For men, it is a place of paradise, either a casino or a brothel. There is no doubt that the brothel is more likely to be more likely to be, after all, there are many martial arts stories born in the brothel.

As for the newspaper, it is easy to understand from the literal meaning. But whether Thirteen brought himself to a place like this was to read books and newspapers? Judging from his personality, he did not look like someone who would do this.

"Uncle Thirteen, what does this newspaper do? Did you bring me here to study? There are places in the martial arts world where people can read and write. Is it to improve overall quality and build a better martial arts world life?"

"Yao Sao, have you ever seen something like a martial arts private school? The book and newspapers are a place that specializes in selling short stories, which are the deeds of heroes you like to read the most."

People like to listen to stories. No matter what carrier the story is used as a dissemination, someone must write them out first before they can spread throughout the country through storytelling, opera, etc. The source of the story is naturally folk stories, folk customs, etc. Some people specialize in collecting such information.

However, the biggest difference between the book and newspapers is that they will summarize the trends in the martial arts world for a period of time, and publish them from time to time after unified printing. People in the martial arts world call them tabloids. They will mention some old things, new things, or scandals and good things in various sects. In short, there will be content you want to read. Therefore, people in the martial arts world call tabloids news, and over time it will be spread into traits.

"However, in order to increase its sales, the book and newspapers will deliberately write some half-true things, which makes everyone guess randomly. It is not necessarily true or false, but the spread is very impressive. Maybe a hero who does not support the old lady across the road today will know that he is a hypocritical hypocrite, which has ruined his reputation."

"But what does these have to do with the stories I like? I read all books, and the things in them are complete, with beginning and end."

"Some stories are not something that can be explained clearly by tabloids. The newspapers will bind some stories into books. The most important point is that most of the stories in them are compiled and written by dedicated people. Otherwise, there will be so many legendary figures in the martial arts world, where can there be some small people like me who are mixed with them."

After hearing this inside story by Huang Guiyun, who has infinite trust in Thirteen, the ideal tall building in his life seems to be about to collapse.

"Really...really? Do people like the hero Long, the hero Diao, the thief, the monk who swept the floor, the Western seeking defeat, and the leader Zhang, etc., who do not exist as I know?"

"Lin Que hasn't heard of these names for more than ten years. Alas, okay, okay, when you ask the person we want to meet, he will tell you who wrote these legends and you can meet the author at that time."

Huang Guiyun felt that he should not discuss too many stories he knew with Thirteen, so as not to be too hit: "Author... Oh, by the way, why are we standing here now?"

Thirteen pointed to something next to him and said, "If you are driving antelope, you will be useless and you will be able to push the pole over there to three."

Only then did Huang Guiyun notice that there was a device in the middle of the two standing, which looked like a pulley on the well. Of course, there was no well here, only a building similar to a small pavilion. Huang Guiyun originally had this small pavilion to add some highlights to the empty hall, but he didn't expect it to be of some use.

Although I don’t know what it does, since Thirteen said he wanted to shake, Huang Guiyun naturally shook obediently. After two or three rounds, the pavilion swayed suddenly. Huang Guiyun suddenly felt that his vision seemed to have become higher. After shaking it for a few more rounds, he felt that he seemed to be rising!

Huang Guiyun quickly confirmed to Thirteen: "Uncle Thirteen, we seem to be rising!"

"That's right, I'm going upstairs." Thirteen seemed to have not yet sobered up. Huang Guiyun's words seemed to remind him of something, and he said seriously: "Don't let go of me. If it falls, it's okay if the person falls. Then the money for the people from the newspaper office to ask me to repair the elevator will be counted on you."

"So this is called a lift, but why not make a staircase?"

“It’s very tiring to walk the stairs.”

"What if something unexpected happens?"

"What do you think the lower part is so empty."

The two of them were already a little taller from the ground at this time. Although they were not too high, there were no fences around the elevator, which could be said to be quite simple. Huang Guiyun was not very skilled in using such a clever mechanism, and he did not master the degree well, and he was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

When the elevator rose to the third floor, Thirteen said that Huang Guiyun would stop and break up a mechanism on the wheel. After running up the corridor and leaning against the trash can, he vomited. It seemed that the wine in the stomach had a more violent reaction due to the continuous shaking just now.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!