Things naturally need to be cleaned out after being left there for a long time, but there are some things that even the members of Tuositang are not sure about, so they are just left there and gradually accumulate.
"Let me see, this should be Wind-Stop Grass. Hmm, it seems to be quite effective." Loran Hill fiddled with the dried herbs in his hand, feeling the magic and extraordinary qualities contained in them. He opened the small box, picked out the parts that had not yet molded, and placed them in a clean small box on the other side. Then he wrote down the name and quantity of the items with a pen and stuck the paper on the box.
"That's good. Maybe I can sell dozens of silver rings?" She stood up and looked at the large and small boxes piled up in the spacious warehouse, as if she was looking for treasure. It felt quite interesting.
"Miss Jialan, is Miss Jialan here?" A voice calling came from the front hall.
"I'm coming, wait a minute."
Loran Hill lifted her foot and walked out from the pile of debris, then lightly brushed her dress to shake off some dust before walking towards the front hall.
Before turning around the vermilion corridor under the eaves, Loran Hill heard voices talking in the front hall.
"Huh, I'm so thirsty." The sound of drinking water gurgled.
"How was your trip this time?"
"It was so chaotic, I almost got stuck on the road."
"What's wrong? Aren't you going back and forth by boat? Are you afraid of being blocked?"
"Of course not. The Panlong Society has strung up iron chains across the river, and every passing ship is being inspected for cargo and passengers. As someone who practices the Wrathful Lion technique, it would be too easy for me to be exposed."
"How did it go?"
"Of course I hid under the boat. After all, it's a way to make a living."
"Haha, I think so too. But Panlong will do this. Doesn't the local government care?"
"How do they manage it? They just used the government's name, saying there have been a lot of pirates lately and that for the sake of local peace, they need to strictly inspect passing ships. Then they had the Panlong Society pull up iron chains across the river."
"Are the local officials so bold? It's justifiable in theory, but isn't this something that's taboo in official circles?"
"Who knows? Perhaps there's a struggle going on within the government right now. Our Tuoshitang provides a sum of money to Fuxing Academy every year, so that the students there can look after our school after they pass the imperial examinations. I hear there's also undercurrents and changes within the government right now."
Before he could finish listening to the conversation between the people in the front hall, Loran Hill had already walked into the house.
"Hello, Miss Jialan."
Everyone quieted down. Yang Xuemo, who had his eyes closed to rest, opened them. "Xiaojiu, tell Miss Jialan the information you've obtained."
"Yes, Brother Yang." Then the Tuositang member who was in his early 20s talked about his experience of gathering information.
"After I received the mission that day, I set off for Fuyun Lake that night and asked about the local branch leader with the surname Yu who had been famous there a while ago."
"The branch master is not in the area right now. It's said he's been transferred to a southern province to recuperate. I then asked the teachers at the local branch, and they said they haven't heard of many famous Yu disciples over the years. Excluding those who are too young or too old, there are only two who fit Miss Jialan's description."
"Which two are they?"
"One is the hall master who was injured before, and the other is the general in the main hall." The girl thought that it was the same as the record she found before.
"The headquarters is quite far away, so news will come back slowly. I'm afraid Miss Jialan will have to wait a few more days." Yang Xuemo on the side comforted her a little.
"Yeah, I know." Loran Hill nodded, then looked at the returning member.
"Which continent is the branch master who is recuperating from his injuries that you mentioned earlier? Can you take me there to see him?"
"I'm not sure exactly, but it's either Zheluo Island or Taowu Island. These two islands are relatively peaceful and not far from Fuyun Lake."
"Then go ahead." Loran Hill said these were not a problem.
"It seems Miss Jialan has made up her mind. So, I will arrange for six good fighters to accompany you. This way, the journey will be safer. What do you think?"
"Thank you." The girl nodded.
"Okay, then we'll set off tomorrow. Miss Jialan, have a good rest tonight." Yang Xuemo stood up and began to look for the roster of the sect to check who was stationed there today.
After a night's sleep, the next morning, three black-sailed boats left the dock and moved quickly along the river, as agile and fast as herrings swimming around.
Sitting in the arched black canopy in the boat, Loran Hill looked at the fast-flowing river outside and felt that the Tuositang was worthy of being a canal gang that made a living on the rivers. Their rowing and boat-driving skills were indeed excellent.
Following the Jiangshui River eastward, the group walked out of the Qingwei Gang in half a day. The next day, they passed through another island and county. After a rest, they arrived at Taowu Island on the third day.
There are peach trees on the hillsides on both sides of the river, but it is not spring now, so we can't see the scene of peach blossoms floating all over the river.
After landing, the group went straight to the local Tuositang branch to inquire.
"Who are you?" Hearing that they were here to inquire about the whereabouts, the local Tuositang members also became alert.
"We are members of the Qingzhizhou branch." A member took out his credentials and said a unique code.
After some inspection and confirmation, the branch member went to invite the local person in charge.
A big bearded man walked into the yard carrying a wine jug. He reeked of alcohol and seemed a little tipsy.
"Brother Ni, these people want to see the senior who is recovering from his injuries. What do you think?" The member who just replied to Loran Hill and the others ran over to ask as if he saw a savior.
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