Chapter 68: Today I Don't Want to See
Chapter 68 Today I Don't Want to Look Back
Half a quarter of an hour later, all the dishes on the table were gone.
Gu Zhuo put down his chopsticks, greeted the shopkeeper, took out a hat and put it on, preparing to go out for a walk.
He did not leave through the back door because it would be a bit troublesome to take a detour, so he decided to go out through the main door in the lobby on the second floor.
Just when Gu Zhuo was halfway there, the two guests who were still arguing fiercely suddenly noticed that he was different and started shouting at him subconsciously.
"You have nothing to do with this matter, come and judge it."
"Let's not talk about the old things that happened a hundred years ago. Let's talk about whether there was any problem with the Battle of Baima Lake."
Gu Zhuo stopped and looked at the two diners who were arguing with each other and their faces were red. After thinking for a while, he said, "Shouldn't Bai Langxing have the problem first?"
The two diners could not help but be stunned, thinking that this seemed to be the truth and there was nothing wrong with it.
But isn’t this a side question?
The two were a little annoyed. When they were about to ask Gu Zhuo for a direct answer, they found that he had left the restaurant and disappeared in the vast crowd. They had no choice but to give up and lost the enthusiasm to continue arguing.
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The heat gets worse as the summer progresses, but my mind remains restless.
Gu Zhuo walked on the street beside Baima Lake, looking at the people passing by, and felt some rare emotion.
Last night’s fireworks will fade, the music in the brothel will stop, but the world will always be so lively and will never be silent because of anyone’s departure.
He shook his head slightly, suppressing the thought that if others knew about it, he would be considered as a young man pretending to be sad. He tapped the token hidden under his clothes at his waist with two fingers of his right hand.
A stream of true energy sank into it along with his fingertips, silently activating the exquisite formation hidden in it, and a lot of corresponding information gently entered his sea of consciousness.
Gu Zhuo only had one token on him—the wooden token given to him by Pei Jinge.
Wherever the wooden sign goes, it is as if she is there in person.
Given Pei Jinge's status and position, even if the wooden sign had only this one use, it was still extremely important.
What's more, this wooden token has another equally important use - this token can directly mobilize the power and intelligence network controlled by the Sky Patrol.
Pei Jinge said this himself that night.
At that time, Gu Zhuo was silent for a long time.
The reason why he was unwilling to deal with this woman was because he had no idea what she was thinking and she always made some inexplicable decisions that were beyond his expectations.
For people like this, staying away from them is the best option.
With this thought in mind, Gu Zhuo still hung the wooden plaque around his waist. It was not because he was insincere, but because he simply thought it was a waste to not make full use of things.
What's more, this wooden sign can play a very important role in most of the time.
Such as now.
Gu Zhuo lowered his hat and walked into a cloth shop.
The business of this cloth shop is average, neither good nor bad. There are too many cloth shops like this in Shendu, and this one is really inconspicuous.
No one could have imagined that this was actually a secret base of the Sky Patrol.
As a brutal organization of the Qin Dynasty that governs all practitioners in the world and supervises all sects in the world, the Sky Patrol has had a strong dark color since its establishment, and is inseparable from the term "undercover" in the gaps between spies.
Although the world has been at peace for nearly a hundred years, and the evil sects like Wangjing have been declining, and sects like Wuyoushan have even become weapons in the hands of some powerful people, this does not mean that the Sky Patrol has given up on managing the forces in the dark.
On the contrary, the Sky Patrol has never relaxed its vigilance in this regard.
It is said that another deputy director of the Sky Patrol Department, who is on equal footing with Pei Jinge, has not appeared in public for the past twenty years and has been working silently in the dark for His Majesty the Emperor.
Gu Zhuo thought about these things casually, looking at the cloth shop quietly without saying a word.
"Sir, do you need any help?"
The shopkeeper who was calm and composed at the counter now looked serious, with suspicion and scrutiny in his eyes, just like the tone of this sentence. Gu Zhuo thought that this reaction was too intense.
Is this a little unprofessional?
However, he forgot that he was wearing the conical hat he usually wore on his head. After entering the store, he said nothing and just looked around.
No matter who you ask, there is something wrong with him.
"Ah."
Gu Zhuo's mood has always been calm, so he naturally didn't care about the strange attitude shown by the old shopkeeper at this moment, and walked towards the counter.
The old shopkeeper was stunned, his cloudy eyes wide open, the surprise in his expression was hard to conceal, he wondered how someone dared to commit a crime in the capital in broad daylight?
What level of arrogance is this? !
No, this person probably knew that this was one of the secret bases of the Sky Patrol in the Divine Capital, and he came here directly to obtain an important piece of intelligence, and he was even willing to take huge risks for this.
The more the old shopkeeper thought about it, the more terrifying he felt that this matter was. Whether it was the stronghold being exposed, or there being loopholes in the transmission of intelligence, or outsiders coming directly to the door... these three things happening at the same time were enough to launch a bloody purge within the Sky Patrol after many years.
Just thinking about it, his body felt cold. The look in his eyes as he looked at Gu Zhuo became more and more serious. He thought to himself that he must pass on this message no matter what, at any cost!
At this moment, Gu Zhuo put his hand to his waist and took out the token.
The whole movement is smooth and natural, even quite beautiful.
In the eyes of the old shopkeeper, this was undoubtedly an extremely confident instant kill. He once again confirmed that although this person's realm seemed ordinary, it was actually unfathomable.
He forced himself to calm down, the true energy in his body surged, and he was ready to use the secret method of the Sky Patrol to fight to the death.
next moment.
The air was suddenly quiet.
Gu Zhuo took out the token.
The old shopkeeper looked at the token in silence for a long time, his expression changing obviously, like a pot of boiling porridge that was constantly bubbling.
He took a deep breath, bent down and looked at the token carefully. After a long while, he spoke softly.
"Could you be more normal next time?"
"What's wrong?"
Whether in his previous life or this life, Gu Zhuo had never been exposed to such matters, so naturally he was not clear about the rules.
The old shopkeeper was silent for a long time after hearing this. He forced a smile with great difficulty and said patiently, "What I mean is that you should not be so scary next time."
Gu Zhuo was not blind, so of course he could see that the shopkeeper had become nervous for no apparent reason.
However, there was no voice in his heart. He usually liked to talk about everything in the world that he saw, but maintained an indifferent silence a moment ago, which made him habitually not think in this direction. He thought that this was a seemingly strange but actually normal connection process.
It was not until this moment that he realized that he almost caused a bloody storm within the Sky Patrol Department.
"Sorry, I won't do that next time. You can rest assured."
As Gu Zhuo said this, his heart was no longer as quiet as before, and many joyful laughs rang out one after another.
It was obvious that everything in the world was playing a harmless joke on him to show their closeness.
Gu Zhuo thought that the wind in Wangjing was indeed more gentle.
Just as he was feeling emotional, the old shopkeeper's voice sounded again, so helpless that he felt like banging his head on the ground.
"Sir... could you please put away this token first?"
"Although this store's business is average, there are still customers coming. If outsiders saw us meeting like this, the scene might be a little inappropriate."
"what do you think?"
The old shopkeeper's voice was as tactful as possible, and his smile had already become extremely stiff.
Gu Zhuo put away the token in silence.
"Let's get down to business."
Then he glanced at the old shopkeeper and added simply and directly: "I don't think anything happened just now."
(End of this chapter)