With the height of the sun, Zhao Dabao's figure climbed to the height of the mountain little by little. When he reached the apex and looked around, he couldn't help but grin.

He, Zhao Dabao finally walked out of Qinling Prison after thousands of difficulties and dangers. Now we are about to re-enter this world of joy and sorrow, love and hate. Xia Guo, I, Zhao Dabao, are back.

In front of the mountain, there is a white road, which leads gracefully into the distance. At the foot of the mountain sits a densely populated township, and from the top of the mountain, you can faintly see a small ant-like human.

It has been a month since he escaped from prison, and Zhao Dabao's heart faintly produces a kind of excitement and excitement to return to the world. I tidied up the medicine basket on my body a little, and walked down the mountain in good spirits.

I don't know if it's the excitement of returning to human society, or coming into contact with this real world, Zhao Dabao walked briskly, and in less than two hours, he had already reached the foot of the mountain.

As he predicted, the current Qinling Prison has given up the pursuit of Zhao Dabao.

According to the speculation of the prison authorities, Zhao Dabao has already escaped thousands of miles away, and he has withdrawn all the roadblocks ten days ago, but he has only reported to the Xia State Prison Administration Bureau and issued a wanted warrant across the country.

The photo on the wanted warrant is a bald photo taken by Zhao Dabao on the first day he was imprisoned in Qinling Prison.

And now Zhao Dabao not only has long hair, but also has a slight transformation of his facial muscles, which has a very different appearance in the photo, and no one can see that the person carrying the medicine basket is Zhao Dabao who escaped from prison.

Listening to the noisy sound on the street, Zhao Dabao felt like Nan Ke had a dream for a long time, and he didn't wake up until now.

As he walked slowly down the street, his eyes aimlessly scanning around, watching the leisurely men drinking on the streets, the brightly dressed women wandering around the shops, and the children running and laughing.

At this moment, he felt that the world was so real and beautiful, and the accented words and the chattering noise instantly formed a magnificent music, which was recalled in Zhao Dabao's mind, and the performer vibrated his heart and felt his soul.

In an instant, an unprecedented flow of heat surged in Zhao Dabao's Rendu second vein, like a wave of roaring waves, constantly impacting the various big points in the meridians, washing the wall neck of Rendu's second vein.

Suddenly, a huge wave of internal strength formed, slamming on the wall of the meridians, and a faint "squeak" sound sounded faintly, and the meridians instantly expanded by one-third. At the beginning of the first turn of the Nine Revolutions of Xuangong, he broke through at the moment when Zhao Dabao entered the WTO.

At the moment of breakthrough, Zhao Dabao's eyes glared fiercely, and a trace of red eyes flashed in his pupils. Yes, this is a special form that represents the first turn of the Nine Turns of Xuangong and the primary level of Mingjin.

Zhao Dabao clenched his hands into fists, feeling the nine-turn internal energy circulating in his body, and really wanted to roar. From today on, he Zhao Dabao has the capital to compete with this world.

Although the capital is still not abundant, it is still much stronger than just an ordinary person before. And some of his original moves and skills can also exert some power.

Standing silently on the side of the street, after carefully feeling the operation of the nine internal strengths, Zhao Dabao raised his head and walked towards the center of the bazaar.

If the second stunned man saw the current Zhao Dabao, he would definitely have a feeling of facing the lion. Yes, the current Zhao Dabao is a lion who has just awakened, but this awakened lion will be a nightmare for some people.

Walking to the center of the town, Zhao Dabao happily saw a pharmacy, and it could be seen from the handwriting on the doors and windows of the pharmacy that there was a business of buying herbal medicines.

Walking to the door, Zhao Dabao pushed the door in. As soon as he entered the pharmacy, a fragrant smell of herbs quickly poured into his mouth and nose. This is a small Chinese pharmacy that mainly deals in herbal medicine.

In the Xia Kingdom at that time, there were three types of pharmacies. One is based on Western medicine, the other is based on traditional Chinese medicine, and the last is a combination of Chinese and Western medicine.

For the arrival of Zhao Dabao, the guys in the pharmacy are no strangers, in the summer and autumn, there are often some medicine farmers who come down the mountain to sell some herbs in the store.

A slightly thin guy greeted him with a smile, "Old customer, are there any herbs sold in our store?"

In response to the guy's question, Zhao Dabao nodded slightly, and handed the medicine basket to the guy casually, meaning to let him see it for himself.

Zhao Dabao didn't talk to the guy, mainly because he didn't know the rules for selling medicinal materials here, and he didn't know how much he would ask for, so it was better to pretend to be familiar with it and let the pharmacy guy set the price himself.

The thin guy didn't care, he also thought that Zhao Dabao in front of him was a medicine farmer who picked herbs all year round, or he had picked a basket full of herbs.

Coupled with the faint fragrance of herbs on his body, as well as the rubber shoes that were buried, it can be seen at a glance that he is an old medicine farmer who has been in and out of the mountains all year round.

The man skillfully poured the herbs on a two-meter-square tabletop, quickly pulled the herbs on the table with his right hand, and quickly played on the abacus with his left hand.

The effort is not big, and the guy said with a smile: "Old customer, this medicinal material is good, the store will give you 380, how about it?"

Zhao Dabao didn't know how much the medicinal materials he picked were worth, but the original entrepreneur's thinking told him what to do, and he saw Zhao Dabao frowning and slightly dissatisfied:

"Man, 380 is a little less, you also know the hard work of doing our business, not to mention the fatigue, the danger is quite big, 500. ”

"500 is a bit too much, see that you are the first time to come, I will give you the real price, 450, how about it? I hope you will come to our shop after picking herbs, this shop was opened by my father, so I opened it so high for you." If you go to another store it won't be higher than 420. Besides, the old customers are familiar with their hands at a glance, and the herbs they pick are almost whole, and there are no defects, so I hope we will cooperate more in the future. ”

Listening to the guy's words, judging by Zhao Dabao's strong spiritual power in his two lives, this guy, who is also a young man from the Shaodong family, didn't tell a lie, and he happily accepted the price. After all, this is just a matter of his hand, just to earn some clothes, travel expenses or something.

With a 450 yuan bill in his pocket, Zhao Dabao walked out of the pharmacy. After coming out, Zhao Dabao casually found a store and bought a set of sportswear and a pair of sneakers.

As for the original dyed prison uniforms, when they passed through an open-air latrine, they were wrapped in a brick and thrown far into the thatched pit, so as to prevent anyone from seeing anything from the style of the clothes.

In the Xia Kingdom in the 90s, the items were not expensive, a set of clothes and a pair of sneakers was just 160 yuan.

Zhao Dabao found the only hotel in the town, spent 50 yuan, and opened a single room.