Xiao Zi sat by a window in the hall, looking at the busy streets outside and listening to people whispering about the recent changes in Jinyang City. From the tone of their voices and their expressions, one could feel a sense of urgency as if a storm was about to come.

"Brother Zhou, haven't you been out recently? Didn't you hear that the Divine Sword Sect is recruiting new disciples? Why didn't you go to sign up?" Wang Wu asked, chewing a peanut, taking a sip of wine, and smacking his lips twice.

"Oh, don't mention it. I can't go. My wife is trying to stop me from going. I have no choice but to stay here in this small place." Zhou Er said helplessly, and took another sip while looking up, as if he wanted to swallow down the depression in his heart.

"Tsk, Brother Zhou, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but a man should have great ambitions, don't let a woman hold you back. If a woman doesn't obey you, you should beat her to death. No woman will not obey after being beaten. If she doesn't obey, just keep beating her until she is completely submissive and treats you as her god."

"Haha, your fist is bigger, but I can't," Zhou Er couldn't help but frowning after hearing this, and looked at Wang Wu deeply. This old Wang... no wonder he married three wives, could it be that the first two were beaten away by his fists?

Zhou Er remembered what his wife had told him, telling him to stay away from Wang Wu, saying that the man had too much violent temper and he should not be a close friend of him.

It seems that what the woman said was right. Fortunately, he was not very familiar with Old Wang.

"Hey, Brother Zhou, I found a job recently, and the salary is not low, this number," Wang Wu stretched out five fingers to him.

"Fifty gold coins?"

"Hmm~, no, guess again,"

"five hundred?"

"Guess again?"

"Could it be five thousand?" Zhou Er was shocked. It was so difficult for casual cultivators like them, who came from ordinary people, to get cultivation resources. The lowest-grade Soul-Restoring Pill in Yonghe Hall cost eighty gold coins. They had to work for three months without eating or drinking to buy a low-grade Soul-Restoring Pill.

Five thousand a month? Who is so cheated?

"What's the errand? Tell me about it. Is it a life-threatening errand?"

"Well, we are just looking for a woman. As long as you can provide the whereabouts of that woman, you can get 5,000 gold coins. If... I mean if, you can kill that woman, you can get a reward of 1 million purple gold coins," Wang Wu said in a deliberately low voice.

"Is it really that good? Where did you find this job? Can you take me with you? Brother, we are brothers, you must help your brother." Zhou Er was very interested when he heard this. That was one million purple gold coins! Who wouldn't be tempted? How many gold coins were there? How many elixirs could it buy? Oh no! He couldn't figure it out.

"Is it the wealthy family on Crow Street?"

"What? You mean the Guisha Pavilion? That... is that something we can get involved with?" Zhou Er's excitement and joy were completely chilled by a basin of ice-cold water.

Compared with the purple gold coins, he still cherishes his life more. What kind of place is the Ghost Demon Pavilion? Even the King of Hell will be skinned alive when he comes. Why are these little minions joining in the fun?

Wang Wu was unhappy when he heard him speak like this. He just listened to him and said,

"Brother Zhou, don't you notice that the streets are full of people? Look, aren't they all staring at pedestrians, especially women?" After he reminded Zhou Er, he turned his head and looked at the street outside the door. It was true. He said that he felt the atmosphere in the city was strange when he entered the city today. It turned out to be here.

But the Ghost Demon Pavilion was not something that someone like him could get involved in. Then Zhou Er shook his head and said,

"Brother Wang, just pretend that I didn't say anything just now. I've finished eating and will go back first. My wife is waiting for me to buy some salt. Now I'll take my leave, Brother Wang. Thank you for your hospitality today. I will definitely invite you back next time. See you later," Zhou Er said, then stood up, clasped his fists towards Wang Wu, and left.

"Bah! What kind of person is this? You don't even know how to pick up the pie falling from the sky, you deserve to be poor." Wang Wu glared at Zhou Er who was leaving, and couldn't help cursing, his disgust was evident in his words.

When Xiao Zi heard this, she had a rough idea in her mind. It turned out that there were so many spies in Jinyang City watching Sister Ling.

I wonder if Sister Ling's makeup skills will be exposed? His black hair with black hairspray and his black contact lenses can escape the inspection of the lotus mirror. I think Sister Ling's makeup skills are better.

It was able to escape detection because it was not a change caused by magic. The Lotus Mirror could only identify the changes caused by magic. The heaven-defying elixir also fell into the category of magic to some extent.

Xiao Zi returned to Fuguiyuan and seeing that there was no one there, he went back to his room to rest.

A dreamless night.

The next morning, the four met in the dining room.

Soon, after breakfast, they moved to the tea room, and the four of them sat around the table. Xiao Zi told the three of them the news he had heard yesterday.

"Sister Ling, now, the entire Jinyang City is full of spies. Chu Yunian is willing to spend money. I heard that he will pay you 5,000 gold coins a month. If you can kill you, he will give you a reward of 1 million purple gold coins."

"Tsk tsk, when did I become so worthless? Only one million purple gold coins?" Fu Ling'er couldn't help but curl her lips at the stingy Chu Yunian.

"Then Sister Ling, what should we do next? Are we going to launch another surprise attack at night?" Ling You asked.

"Don't worry, let's go for a walk today," Wanqi Yuan took a sip of tea calmly. The tea smoke curled up, and it was unclear what was in Wanqi Yuan's eyes.

Just like that, the four of them went out for a "stroll", with the focus being on Crow Street.

At the end of Crow Street, there is a building that is particularly eye-catching. This is the headquarters of the Guisha Pavilion. This building is large in scale and has extraordinary momentum. It can be called the most eye-catching building on Crow Street.

The four of them stood in the distance, in front of a sugar painting stall, seemingly discussing what kind of sugar painting they wanted to buy. In fact, Fu Ling'er's consciousness had already slipped away to the gate of the Ghost Demon Pavilion.

The two stone lions at the gate are tall, mighty and lifelike, as if they are guarding this mysterious building. The stone lions are majestic and majestic, with a pair of copper bell-like eyes that seem to have light, looking straight ahead, exuding a full sense of oppression, making people dare not approach easily.

At this moment, the door of Guisha Pavilion was closed, and the door was inlaid with exquisite copper door knockers, exuding a simple and solemn atmosphere. On both sides of the door, there was a huge column supporting the eaves above, giving people a solemn feeling.

A few people did not expect that the headquarters of the Guisha Pavilion was actually located in the bustling city of Crow Street.

Although it is located in a busy city, it has a quiet atmosphere. The surrounding hustle and bustle and noise seem to be isolated by this building, making people feel a different kind of tranquility.

The main reason is that no one dares to come here to "hang out".