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However, the custom survived.

It's an established boundary.

Even if there is no handicap, people in this industry in Luoyang will occasionally use the name of listening to operas to exchange things.

Like Zhang Laojiu, the notice to open the building tonight has to be traced back to the year before last.

Anyone who is eligible to receive text messages is a big shot in Luoyang.

"So, roughly how many people are coming tonight?"

Chen Yao asked thoughtfully.

In this line, he can only be regarded as a rookie.

It is far inferior to these veterans who have been in this industry for several lifetimes.

Not to mention others, but Zhang Laojiu, although he used to fight alone, but he has a quick mind and made a lot of contacts.

Otherwise, there is no chance to meet those real big shots.

Those who dare to swallow a light.

How many are ordinary people?

Leaning against the car window, Chen Yao looked out. The scenery of Luoyang under the night light was fascinating.

On one side is the ancient city with rich history.

On one side is the brightly lit and busy city.

For a while, it was difficult to tell whether it was in ancient times or modern times.

"It's here, Brother Chen."

About three or four 10 minutes later.

Zhang Laojiu drove to the entrance of an alley with a sign of 'Do not enter for tourists', and reminded him softly.

Chen Yao looked up, only to find a huge ancient building complex standing outside.

from afar.

There are three front, middle and back courtyards.

The front gate is brightly lit, and there is a high platform there.

You can also vaguely see people in traditional costumes singing and babbling on the stage.

It attracted countless tourists to stop and watch, and the light for taking pictures flickered from time to time.

"Henan opera, Mu Guiying is in charge."

Chen Yao didn't hear it very clearly, but Zhang Laojiu, who was slowly rolling down the car window beside him, smiled and explained.

Fingers knocked off the steering wheel very rhythmically.

From time to time, he would hum a sentence or two, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

"Brother Zhang, are you waiting for someone?"

After listening for a while, Chen Yao saw that he didn't get out of the car and didn't intend to continue driving, so he frowned slightly and couldn't help asking?

"Well, you'll find out later."

Zhang Laojiu smiled mysteriously and didn't say much.

see.

Chen Yao also sank his mind.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced left and right from time to time.

Killing without blood in the fight, swords and swords, backstabbing and insidious tricks are just commonplace.

What's more, he is carrying many priceless artifacts.

Even if Zhang Laojiu thought about it, it was expected.

but……

He just needs to be wrong in the slightest.

Chen Yao was able to subdue him in an instant, and then left safely.

Therefore, Zhang Laojiu had better not be so crooked, otherwise he would not know how to die.

dong dong dong~

After a few minutes.

A figure approached from a distance.

Finally, he walked out of the car door and knocked on the window lightly.

Listening to the opera quietly, Zhang Laojiu seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Master Jiu, everything is ready."

The visitor was about 25 or [-] years old.

However, his expression is calm and his temperament is calm, and from what he calls Zhang Laojiu, he should be an old man who is used to doing things under his command.

"it is good."

There was a gleam in Zhang Laojiu's eyes.

He turned around and greeted Chen Yao.

The two pushed the door and got out of the car.

Followed behind that person, passed through the night, and walked all the way to the depths of the alley.

As for the words 'Do not enter for tourists' on the sign, it seems to be just a decoration.

"There are too many people in the front, and we are going to the backyard. It is quiet when no one is disturbing, and it is easy to do things."

As if seeing Chen Yao's surprise, Zhang Laojiu explained with a smile.

Chen Yao nodded.

I didn't ask too much.

Follow the two of them all the way forward.

The surrounding area is deep and quiet, and there is no one at the end. There is a high wall across it, and the ancient buildings on both sides are also closed.

Chen Yao's mind tensed slightly.

His eyes fell on Lao Jiu and the guy in the first chapter without showing any signs of expression.

but……

Near the end.

The guy suddenly walked to a door on the left, stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly.

"Jiuye, Chenye, please come inside."

Chen Yao frowned, and looked up, only to find that there was something hidden in there.

Promenades, courtyards, towering old trees, rockery pavilions, and the sound of gurgling water are clear and pleasant, just like a scene of a garden in the south of the Yangtze River.

"This place is not open, and outsiders can't come in. It's just used to set up a stage for singing."

Zhang Laojiu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and deliberately bit down the last few words.

Chen Yao nodded.

Go through the door.

My impression of the means of these people has deepened a lot.

This Shanshan Guild Hall had already become a place of interest and historic interest, and they were able to cover all the courtyard with just one phone call.

It can be regarded as a hand-eye.

"For the Shanshan Guild Hall, there are Liuli Zhaobi, Xuanjian Building, Memorial Archway, and Chunqiu Building in front of it. After passing the Great Worship Hall and Yaolou Building in the middle, you will enter the Yaowang Hall and Mawang Hall at the end."

"See if there is no one on the other side of the yard, it is there."

Zhang Laojiu was like a guide, introducing Chen Yao leisurely.

"Then what are we called?"

Chen Yao was very interested, looked up, there was a wall separated, but the difference between the two sides was not small.

There are bright lights and countless tourists.

Here, however, winding paths lead to secluded places and people are quiet in the middle of the night.

"It used to be called Daofangyuan."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yao knew that there must be other names.

really.

This idea just came up.

Zhang Laojiu's voice came again.

"But people in our industry are used to calling it Qianjinlou."

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Chapter 70

"Move the gold building?"

Chen Yao had only heard of the Selling Gold Cave and the Liujin Building before, but this was the first time he had heard of it.

But think carefully.

Move mountains, make hills, touch utensils, and sell gold.

In this kind of place, the amount of money coming and going in one night can easily start from tens of millions, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a golden mountain.

"Go in and see?"

Zhang Laojiu lit a cigarette and grinned.

"Naturally, we have to experience it. The handicap in Luoyang, the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties, isn't that grandiose?"

Chen Yao naturally would not refuse.

Passing through the courtyard, the ancient trees and flowers planted in the courtyard are all extremely rare.

There was a faint fragrance in the air.

Refreshing.

There is a kind of indescribable comfort and comfort.

Walking on the small bridges, rockery, pavilions and flowing water, Chen Yao suddenly has a kind of idyllic scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, rather than the deep and heavy in the Central Plains.

Go to the end of the gravel road.

A slightly hidden door appeared in sight.

Although the surroundings were quiet and dark, with only a few lanterns hanging on the long corridor, Chen Yao still keenly noticed that there were many figures lurking in the darkness.

All of them are people with strong qi and blood and long breath.

It should be written by Zhang Laojiu.

After all, there will be a trade of artifacts in this Daofang courtyard that will shock the world. Without any protection measures, he, Zhang Laojiu, is not worthy of being in Luoyang.

Chen Yao just glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze.

A look as if nothing had happened. ..

"Ninth Master."

"Master Chen."