C78 News of Scholars Buying in Brightmoon Restaurant

After Yang Jing finished instructing the Ghost Face Man late at night, he went back the way he came from. Not long after, he arrived at the garden and gently pushed open the door. He carefully took a glance at Mo Jingtian and saw that he was still sleeping soundly before calming down and returning to his room. He wanted to go back to sleep. But as he lay on the couch, tossing and turning, he could not sleep. He did not know what was bothering him.

On the second day, just as the sun was about to rise, the clatter of horses' hooves could be heard outside the Bright Moon Garden. The two of them, mounted on two horses, arrived at the entrance. Seeing that the door had yet to open, he had no choice but to dismount and wait.

"Miss, we are here." A handsome young man dressed as a scholar said.

"I know." A blue-robed woman said.

"Shall I call?" The Young Master said.

"No need! We can just wait here. " The woman said.

The man then took out a scripture from his brocade bag of fine horses. With a wave of his hand, he began to read, and the woman stood by his side. Standing together, it really was a pair of mummies.

That man was in his twenties, clad in a white scholarly robe. The autumn wind gusted past him, creating ripples in the waters of the autumn. A long sword hung from his waist. Under the floating towel was the refined and elegant face of a scholar. Under the curved brows was a pair of eyes filled with emotion. Under the nose was a golden mouth. However, from time to time, he would sneak a peek at the girl at his side and hurriedly lower his head slightly. The real thing is: external bookworm, hidden scripture polythene theory. Hanging from the waist with the gentleman's sword, he held the word of a saint in his hand. He lowered his head to read the words of a beautiful woman, but his dreams were hard to come by.

The woman in blue was a bit young, around twenty years old. She wore a pair of narrow sleeves and a sky blue dress. She was wearing a light blue and six pleats, with a blue ribbon tied around her waist. A blue butterfly sword hung from his waist. Standing on the dike, it was like a blue butterfly landing on a magnolia flower. With a gentle breeze, it danced gracefully. Her hair was loose, and as the autumn wind blew past, she floated in the air. On her head, there was only a bright blue hair band, simply tied into a bun. Under the two thin, cold crescent eyebrows was a pair of cold eyes, and under the slightly protruding nose were a few faint moans. The truth was, her body was like a colorful butterfly dancing on top of a flower, and her face was as cold as the moon without shyness. It was difficult to show her daughter's love, but she could only worry about Yuekong.

The two of them waited for a while, and not long after, the Moon's Garden's door creaked and opened. The four Brightmoon Restaurant's sword-wielding children stood by the side, and the middle-aged man who welcomed them walked out the door with his hands behind his back.

Both of them turned towards the middle-aged man as they heard the door open.

Arriving before them, the middle-aged butler hurriedly clasped his fists and greeted them with a smile. Then, he said, "May I know what business you two esteemed guests have here?"

The scholar replied, "Of course I'm here to buy some information."

"Please come in, please come in." The middle-aged man quickly bowed and extended his hand to invite them in. Then, he led the way, and the young man in front of the door extended his hand to lead the horses of the two.

Not long after, the three of them arrived in front of Brightmoon Restaurant and the middle-aged butler brought the two into the building. It was still early in the morning when the Brightmoon Restaurant first arrived, so naturally, it was no longer as lively as yesterday. When the two of them entered the building, they looked left and right, only to find that there was nothing new in the building. On the surrounding walls, there were a few calligraphy and paintings, the most eye-catching thing was a red pillar in the middle.

"You two, please come with me." The middle-aged butler led them to the second floor.

The second floor was very different from the first floor. Every three feet was a house. Every door was made of willow wood with two buckles on the door.

The middle-aged butler pushed open a door and led the way in. The two saw that there were no decorations in the room, only a table and two chairs. On the table were the four treasures of the study, as well as an oil lamp.

When the two of them entered the room, they felt a bit depressed. They looked around and found that there was only a small window in the corner of the room.

"Please have a seat, both of you." The butler said.

They sat down in the chair. The butler turned around and closed the door. There was not a single crack on the door. There was a red rope that was about as thick as a finger on the roof.

The butler then said to the two of them: "You two, there are four treasures in the study, write down any information you wish to ask about on paper. Once you are done writing, pull on the red rope, my Brightmoon Restaurant will come and get it, and we will give a good price for it. After which, he left, closing the door behind him.

The scholar glanced at the blue-clothed woman, then said, "Miss."

The woman nodded.

The scholar then took the four treasures of the study and wrote a few sentences on a small piece of paper. After folding it, he stood up, walked over to the red rope, and pulled it.

Tap, tap, tap. A few sounds of chains could be heard from inside the room. From the ceiling, a square, carving-like ceiling slowly descended down from the four chains. Not long after, it just happened to land on the table.

When the scholar returned, the two of them took a look. This wooden box was quite exquisite. There was a lock on the box, and a key on the lock.

The two of them thought, no wonder the Brightmoon Restaurant could buy and sell information in the forest, it did have its own unique properties.

The scholar opened the wooden box, placed the paper inside and locked it. However, he kept the key in his hand. Afterwards, he pulled on the red rope again, and the wooden box ascended.

Before long, the wooden box fell down again. The scholar opened it and took out a roll of paper from within. He opened it and the blue-clothed woman stood up to look at it with him.

There were not many words written on the paper, only a small line of words, "Who stole it, in whose hands the Brightmoon Restaurant did not know, only five out of five was able to guess, if you want to know, put ten thousand taels of silver in the case."

The scholar then turned to look at the woman. The woman nodded, and the man wrote two words on the paper: "Yes." He placed it in the wooden box and took out two silver notes from his bosom. Then, he put them on a piece of paper, locked the wooden box, and pulled the rope again. Only then did the box go up.

He opened it and saw that there was still a roll of paper inside. Opening it to take a look, he felt regret in his heart and softly said, "Miss, I should have known earlier. He is the only one in the martial arts world who can finish this without making any noise."

The girl was very curious. She took the paper and looked at it. There were only four words on the paper: God Thief of Mice.

After the woman finished reading, she placed the paper on top of the oil fire the scholar had just lit and burned it clean. He then got up and said coldly, "Let's go."

The two of them pushed open the door and went downstairs.

Not long after, they arrived at the entrance. When they saw the two approaching, they hastily ordered the young boy to lead the horses over.

He then happily greeted the two for a while before sending them off.

The two took the horse and left without a word.

When the butler saw the two of them walking away, he heard someone call out to him from within the garden. Turning his head, he saw a young disciple of the Brightmoon Restaurant running to him and said: "Housekeeper Liu, Housekeeper Liu, the tower lord has called for you."

"Let's go!" With that, he left.