Volume 1, Chapter 78: Chu Yiyi, the owner of Shangyunju, are you willing to sell your wooden box?

There is another floor above the twelfth floor of Shangyunju, but few people come and go in this floor.

I don’t know who lives upstairs, or maybe this should be a super luxurious private room.

He has explored all the corresponding locations below the twelfth floor.

This is the only place left.

Then the fragment should be upstairs.

Ye Tingmu looked around vigilantly, feeling a little uneasy.

Tiptoe up the stairs.

Go upstairs and walk to the door.

A look of joy played upon his brow.

I thought to myself, it’s inside.

As soon as I approached the door, I smelled a refreshing fragrance.

The fragrance is long-lasting and very pleasant.

Just as he was about to push the door open, his hand stopped.

I moved my ears up and down and actually heard the sound of water and a woman humming a song.

"Someone? And it's a woman."

Could it be the boudoir?

His expression was uncertain and he thought for a moment.

After all, I am a guest now, and it would not be good to steal like I did a few years ago.

Besides, it was a helpless move a few years ago, and I really can’t afford to do it now.

He knocked on the door three times.

Dong...Dong...Dong...

A lazy female voice was heard from inside.

"What happened again?"

It turned out to be a woman.

Ye Tingmu replied in a deep voice, "Hello, young lady. I am Ye Tingmu, a resident of Shangyunju. I am sorry to bother you. I have something to ask you."

Chu Yiyi's eyebrows were twisted together.

A resident? And a man, where did the resident of Shangyunju come from?

How dare you go up to the thirteenth floor?

A hint of anger appeared in his eyes.

Then I thought, who else could the guests be? Could it be the Dongfang family and their group brought by Shangyun City Lord Murong Bo?

This was the first time she had seen someone using a private room with a view as a place to stay.

Moreover, several of them lived downstairs from him and were usually very noisy.

She had already had some objections. If Murong Bo had not specifically instructed her, she would have kicked them out long ago.

Why did they come upstairs to look for me now?

"Girl, are you listening?"

While she was thinking, there was another knock on the door.

Chu Yiyi said unhappily: "You can go back now. I refuse to see you."

There was a hint of disdain in her words.

Ye Tingmu sniffed when he heard this.

He was indeed a bit abrupt, but since this was about fragments of historical books, he shamelessly said, "I'm really in a hurry. I left something with you. Please open the door and I'll take it and leave."

Chu Yiyi bit her teeth secretly.

Bai Zhi's face turned a delicate red in the moisture.

She wanted to see who this person from the Dongfang family was who was so unreasonable and rude.

She stood up gracefully, and with a wave of her jade hand, the green robe fell onto her body, wrapping her body. She walked towards the door barefoot.

Ye Tingmu wanted to continue knocking on the door.

The door opened with a "creak..."

He looked up and saw Chu Yiyi staring at him angrily.

She has willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a willow-like waist, a head of slightly damp black hair, disheveled hair, half-covered breasts, a rosy glow above her cheeks, and white teeth and red lips.

She is the most beautiful woman in the world. Compared with Dongfang Qingzhu and Hua Zhilu, she is less innocent, but has a bit more coquettishness.

The anger in his eyes was so obvious.

Ye Tingmu's Adam's apple moved, and he said, "I'm so sorry to bother you, young lady."

Chu Ruoyi looked at the fair-skinned scholar in front of her with a complicated expression. After examining him, she felt confused.

This scholar seems well-mannered and polite, so why could he do such a rash thing?

She wanted to scold him, but seeing that he looked so happy and smiling brightly, she held back the harsh words that were about to come out of her mouth.

As the old saying goes, don't hit a person who smiles at you, especially a good-looking person.

"Don't you know that the 13th floor of Shangyunju never entertains guests?"

Ye Tingmu smiled awkwardly, but his eyes were always looking into the house, his gaze fixed on the rosewood box on the table, with a look of pity in his eyes.

"Miss, I'm so sorry, I really lost something. Do you think I can go in and look for it?"

Chu Yiyi naturally noticed that Ye Tingmu was looking at the rosewood box, and thought that the thing he said he had lost was this thing.

But this was something her father brought her from the capital. When did it become his?

Also, I am a stunningly beautiful lady standing here, and this scholar doesn’t even look at me?

You know, in Shangyun City, there is no man who would not look at me sideways when he sees me.

But the scholar in front of him was not moved at all when he saw her just after bathing.

Not only did he look normal, but he was also staring somewhere else.

Her beautiful little twist.

"Little scholar, what do you want to do?"

"Um, girl, would you like to sell that wooden box?"

Chu Yiyi folded her arms across her chest, and she was in high spirits. As expected, she came here for the wooden box. She smiled and said, "Do you want to buy it?"

Ye Tingmu nodded seriously.

"Yes, how much?"

It was impossible to rob her. The woman in front of him was quite powerful and had reached the first level of spiritual realm. He was not sure about her, so he could only try to ask her if she would sell it.

I have seen fragments of the heavenly book before.

To others, it is just an ordinary piece of jade of decent quality.

Maybe the person in front of you is willing to sell it?

Although the people who can live here are in the spirit realm, they are naturally not short of money.

But besides money, he has something else, can he give it a try?

Seeing the other party like this, Chu Yiyi became interested.

The anger in my heart slowly dissipated, and I felt that this scholar was quite interesting.

A warrior in the Qidong realm was not panicked when he saw the Shenyou realm.

A hot-blooded young man, surprisingly, remained calm when he saw himself.

A poor scholar actually asked the owner of Shangyunju if he was selling anything?

How could it not be interesting?

The disgust in her eyes faded, replaced by a hint of amusement.

"Do you think someone like me needs money?"

Ye Tingmu smiled awkwardly, as expected.

"A young lady of your status is naturally not short of money, but can I exchange something else with you?"

Chu Yiyi tilted her head and asked curiously, "Oh, what can you have, a wealth of knowledge or the iron sword on your waist?"

Ye Tingmu's mouth twitched involuntarily. He really judged people by their appearance.

His spiritual consciousness moved, and he took out a box from his storage bag.

Open it in front of her.

The three pills inside were glowing with a milky white glow.

Since you are going to do business with such a person, you cannot be stingy.

And this Yuanqi Pill is the best thing he can offer.

Looking at the three pills, Chu Ruoyi's expression was a little complicated.

He looked at the scholar in front of him again.

There are actually three Yuanqi Pills.

Although for someone like her, this thing is not uncommon.

But she still knows its value. Who would complain about having too many good things?

But what she couldn't understand was why the scholar was willing to exchange three Yuanqi Pills for the things in the box.

For her, if she changed it, she would naturally make money, but the situation was unusual and she couldn't help but be alert.

"Scholar, do you know what is in this box?"

Ye Tingmu shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"If you don't know, why do you want to change it? You know the value of this Yuan Qi Pill is not low."

"Of course, if I say that I have a connection with this wooden box, or that this wooden box is calling me, girl, would you believe it?"

Chu Yiyi tapped her arm lightly with her slender fingers, pondered for a few seconds, and then took a step aside.

Give way.

"Come in."

Ye Tingmu was delighted, thinking there seemed to be a chance, and he quickly started editing.

"Thank you, young lady." As he lifted his leg, he asked again, "Do I need to take off my shoes?"

Chu Yiyi raised her eyebrows again, wondering why she was taking off her shoes, but she soon reacted.

“No need.”

I have a new impression of him. Unexpectedly, he is still quite polite. He even thought of details like taking off shoes when entering the door. It is becoming more and more interesting.