Today I just want to post with the little junior sister who is passing by

Mu Chenyuan finally sat at Jiang Qiao and Li Wentian's table. She couldn't help but sigh that the teapot's spiritual power tracking effect was really first-rate.

When she was at the auction house, she was afraid that she would not be able to find any clues about the auctioneer No. 32, so she chased him out and asked people to meet him again at the auction seven days later.

Later, she borrowed a strange teapot from someone else.

Those who have absorbed spiritual power from the teapot will have their subsequent whereabouts marked.

But if No. 32 has not spun the spirit stone wheel, then there is no clue.

Later, Mu Chenyuan followed the route cursor map drawn by all the spiritual energy wanderings and found that one of the groups of spiritual energy stayed at position 32 in the auction house for a long time.

Mu Chenyuan really found the whereabouts of No. 32, and continued to deduce the whereabouts. He found that No. 32 and himself were both disciples of the Canglan Sect, and both left the black market through the passage of the sect's water pool.

Unfortunately, tracking has a limited time limit. After the time limit expires, the spiritual power of the person being tracked will disappear.

Not long after tracking, the spiritual power belonging to No. 32 was about to disappear, and the cursor tracking could not be displayed.

When he woke up the next day, Mu Chenyuan was a little discouraged, so he planned to turn his grief and anger into appetite.

As she was eating, she made some mistakes. When she checked where the cursor was without any hope, the cursor actually emitted a faint flash of light, showing that No. 32 happened to be in the canteen!

…

Although Li Wentian was a little surprised, his desire to talk never diminished.

"Hey, junior sister, you want to eat steamed buns too. The steamed buns in the canteen today are mushroom and vegetable steamed buns. They taste good, but I prefer the meat buns from the day before yesterday."

"..." The little junior sister chewed, chewed, chewed, but didn't answer.

Jiang Qiao picked up the tableware and stood up, "That's it, Senior Brother Li, I'll leave first."

"You suddenly called me Senior Brother. I'm really not used to that Junior Brother." Li Wentian's smile turned into a wrinkled rice paper stained with water. He waved his hand towards Jiang Qiao, "Goodbye!"

The junior sister suddenly swallowed the food very quickly and said to Jiang Qiao: "Please stay."

Jiang Qiao turned around and saw a recruitment sheet appearing in front of him.

"It states the conditions of our Treasure Society, and we look forward to your joining."

Treasure Club?

Is there such an association-like organization within the sect?

Jiang Qiao reached out to take the recruitment form, and the junior sister also took the recruitment form.

But a sudden burst of surprise blew the small piece of paper half a meter away, and the two of them bent down to get it.

Jiang Qiao bent down to get it, but accidentally touched the junior sister's knuckles. Maybe it was because the weather was too dry, and he was electrocuted with a "crack" sound.

Almost at the same time as the touch, the system suddenly started to move.

[System prompt: Lucky value +0.1]

? Lucky value?

If it weren't for the system prompts, he would have almost forgotten that he had obtained lucky points on the black market before.

He immediately asked the system in his mind.

[System, what does lucky value mean? What's the use? 】

[System: The host's current luck value is 0.2. If it accumulates to 100, it can avoid being attacked by a female master once. 】

Such a good thing could happen.

So in the black market, the person he bumped into at that time should be Mu Chenyuan.

According to the time when the system prompt appeared just now, as long as you touch the little junior sister, your luck value will increase. Wouldn't it mean that if you collect it repeatedly until it reaches 100, you will be able to get the final plot of the Demon Sect's escape from seclusion.

At this time, Mu Chenyuan took advantage of Jiang Qiao's dazed time to pick up the recruitment form, "Can you take a look, are you interested?"

"Ah good."

Jiang Qiao finally took over the recruitment order this time, and his hands restlessly wanted to try to touch Mu Chenyuan again, but he still had to come up with a more reasonable body movement.

So, he gently tapped the junior sister's shoulder.

[System prompt: Today’s lucky value extraction (0.1/0.1) has reached the upper limit. It can continue to be extracted tomorrow. The upper limit of lucky value extraction can be increased later]

Co-author: Is this still a daily sign-in and clock-in mechanism?

"What's wrong? Do you have any questions?"

Mu Chenyuan looked at Jiang Qiao expressionlessly, the knotted silk ribbon in her hair swaying slightly.

"Are there any special benefits for joining the Treasure Club? You didn't write this clearly on the recruitment form."

Jiang Qiao quickly glanced at the content on the recruitment list. The so-called treasure club is to collect treasures from the world, evaluate treasures and famous utensils, and hold meetings every month to display the treasures he has collected recently to other members.

"It's a bonus. There will be a rally tonight. The venue is Huafang. You can go and see it when you have time."

Mu Chenyuan smiled, and suddenly approached Jiang Qiao and threatened in a low voice: "You went to the black market before, and I still have the fingerprints you pressed to buy the elixir. You don't want the sect master to know that you violated the sect rules and entered that taboo. Land, right?”

Jiang Qiao's heart tightened. Only he and Li Wentian knew about going to the black market to buy elixirs, and how did Mu Chenyuan find out.

It seems that Li Wentian and Mu Chenyuan are not familiar with each other, so the probability of him betraying him should be low. It seems that this so-called passerby role may not be simple.

"Junior sister is joking, of course I am not, how can I have such ability." Whether the other party believes it or not is one thing, but whether or not you say it yourself is another matter.

However, when holding a treasure party, he did not have anything that could be called a treasure.

Immediately, Mu Chenyuan opened the distance between him and Jiang Qiao, and smiled politely: "Senior brother, you will definitely go to the boat painting tonight, right?"

Before Jiang Qiao could reply, Mu Chenyuan turned and left.

Having said this, how could he not go? Going to the black market was originally taboo in the sect. The more people who knew about it, the more disadvantageous it would be to him.

Moreover, this is also an opportunity to get in touch with Mu Chenyuan. After all, the luck value mechanism is here. Although it is difficult to collect, it can avoid death.

If you want to get in touch with Mu Chenyuan in the future, you must be familiar with her and it is best to have a good relationship with her.

"Senior Brother Li, have you told others about the place we went to yesterday?"

"Why should I tell others? Do I still want to be locked up in the solitary building, or do I want to be kicked out of the division?

"If you ask me, you are really lucky. Mu Chenyuan is not even familiar with me, but she talked to you first. Could it be that you are really lucky? Mu Qinggan is in front of you, and Mu Chenyuan is in behind..."

After hearing these words, Jiang Qiao lowered his guard a little, but he still had to be on guard. Although the elixir can be obtained from the black market tomorrow, it will soon solve the problem of increasing Mu Qinggan's favorability.

Now that the effect of the symbiosis contract has disappeared, to a certain extent, Li Wentian is no longer the person with him.

"If I had such a good fortune, I would wake up laughing even in my dreams."

"You are mocking me, you actually count the former as a blessing?"

"Of course I'm not mocking you, but since you think the former is not Yanfu, then you admit that the latter is?"

Li Wentian regretted that he didn't even have any melon seeds on hand at this time.

Jiang Qiao didn't bother to explain to Li Wentian, waved his hand and left the dining hall slowly.

Seeing Jiang Qiao leaving, Li Wentian looked through the window of the dining hall at the plump, green citrus trees outside and sighed slightly.