For the next ten days, Yang Bo went to the teahouse every night to tell stories, and when he came back, he took a medicinal bath, and his figure swelled rapidly.

Because Yang Bo's body had already been tempered with spiritual power, the strength of his body increased quickly, and in just ten days, his physical strength had reached the state of a bronze warrior.

At this time, the money he earned in the teahouse every day was no longer enough for Yang Bo to buy medicine.

In the early bronze period, the samurai spent more than four taels of silver per day, and although Yang Bo's daily income was growing, his daily income was only about three taels of silver recently!

Since then, there has been a deficit every day, and although he had saved a few taels of silver before, the time for him to earn money was too short to last for a few days.

Yang Bo regretted a little, if he knew that the common currency here was gold and silver, he should have brought more of it!

However, at this point, he can only think of other ways to make money.

"Journey to the West" has been talked about for more than ten days, and it is basically coming to an end, Yang Bo can talk about the Three Kingdoms Water Margin or the Romance of the Gods next, but he has not yet completely determined it.

On this day, Yang Bo finished his lecture, got the money from the boss, and was about to leave when he left the teahouse, but was stopped by someone.

Yang Bo was stopped by a middle-aged man, a sturdy man with short hair and a long beard, wearing a short shirt, and looking like a coolie.

Yang Bo had some impression of this person, because when he was talking about the book just now, the man was sitting in the corner, and there was no cheering or making a sound in the middle, and he was very quiet.

"Mr. Yang, I would like to ask you a few questions. The middle-aged man didn't seem to be used to being so kind, and his speech was a little stiff.

Yang Bo frowned, but still spoke: "Yes." ”

The middle-aged man asked, "Is there really an immortal in the world?" Is there a power that can be stronger than a wrestler?"

Yang Bo was stunned, he thought for a while, and said: "I don't know if this kind of power exists, but the power of wrestlers should not be invincible, after all, everything in the world is mutually reinforcing!"

"What kind of force can defeat Lux?" the middle-aged man stared at Yang Bo and then asked.

Yang Bo shook his head, "It's not clear, after all, this world is too big, and no one knows what will happen?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, "Is this world very big? This world is not big, there are only more than ten countries here, and it is surrounded by the sea. ”

"I've traveled to every corner of the world to find out this secret, but I haven't been able to figure it out!"

"Where does the strength come from, where does all this come from?"

"Is there a true God in this world?"

"If there is a true God, where are they?"

"Everyone is a samurai, why should a wrestler be superior? Is all this innate?"

The middle-aged man asked such a large number of questions almost in one breath, wanting to pursue the answer, but Yang Bo had no way to give the answer.

"Didn't you say that you need to make offerings to the gods?" Yang Bo asked curiously.

The middle-aged man smiled and turned to leave.

Yang Bo looked at the back of the middle-aged man, and was a little speechless for a while, this person is really strange!

Since I came to ask for advice, I didn't even report myself, and after asking, I felt like I was crazy!

Yang Bo frowned, he had carefully investigated it just now, and the other party seemed to be just an ordinary person, and it didn't seem to be a warrior with advanced cultivation.

Could it be his delusion?

Yang Bo went to the pharmacy, bought a medicine, and rummaged through the pharmacy by the way, and found a lot of elixirs in the corner.

"Cripple Jiang, the next time you encounter this herb, leave it for me!" Yang Bo pointed to the elixir in the corner.

Yang Bo buys medicine here every day, and the two are also familiar with each other, Jiang Cripple's legs are of different lengths, and he limps when he walks, so he starts a pharmacy business.

Yang Bo didn't know what the other party's real name was, but everyone in the local area called him Jiang Cripple.

Jiang Cripple walked over, glanced at the ground, and frowned: "Boy, it's useless for you to buy these!"

"I know, you must think these spirit grasses are not ordinary, so you bought them and want to go back and give them a try?"

"I'm telling you, don't do this, it's a waste of time, these are just ordinary elixirs!"

Yang Bo hurriedly said: "It's okay, you help me keep it first, it's not worth it anyway, let's talk about it after I collect it! ”

Yang Bo carefully described the form of Jiuli Grass and Moon Flower to each other.

Jiang Cripple was curious, but he didn't say much.

After chatting for a while, Yang Bo waved his hand and left.

Jiang Cripple looked at the back of Yang Bo leaving, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Yang Bo carried a packet of elixir, thinking about the rest of the money in his heart, thinking about the next way to make money.

Before, Yang Bo hadn't figured out the prices here, thinking that two taels of silver was not much, and he was a little puzzled that the warrior cultivation here was not too high!

But he soon figured out that here, a family of three, the annual expenses are only three taels of silver!

This means that the medicine he buys once now is enough for the family to use for a year, which is a bit amazing!

During this time, he bought medicine at the pharmacy every day, and Yang Bo knew that there were very few people here who could take a medicinal bath and forge their bodies every day, because they couldn't afford to consume it at all!

Walking outside the door, Yang Bo paused, because he saw that Sha Zhenggang, the magistrate of Misty City, was actually standing outside his door.

"Sir Sha, good evening!" Yang Bo was slightly stunned, but still stepped forward to greet him.

Sha Zhenggang ignored it, he stared at Yang Bo, frowned, and said, "Do you know why I came to you?"

Yang Bo was stunned, you came to me, and you still want to ask me why? How do I know?

Sha Zhenggang didn't wait for Yang Bo to speak, and then said: "You shouldn't have contact with him, this is breaking the rules!"

Yang Bo frowned, "Who are you in contact with?"

Sha Zhenggang shook his head, "It's not important anymore, but anyone who comes into contact with him can't stay, this is the rule!"

As he spoke, Sha Zheng just walked forward.

Yang Bo was puzzled, he didn't understand where he broke the rules and which one he came into contact with?

However, Sha Zhenggang didn't allow Yang Bo to think about it anymore, and smashed his fist directly.

Sha Zhenggang is a bronze wrestler with great strength.

But these days, Yang Bo has been taking medicinal baths every day, making rapid progress, and his forging body has also reached the bronze stage, plus he has already undergone quenching in the qi refining stage, so his strength is much stronger than Sha Zhenggang!

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and Yang Bo took a step back slightly.

Sha Zhenggang retreated more than ten steps in succession, and his body hit the wall, making a muffled sound.

Yang Bo stared at each other, faintly thinking of the middle-aged man he met before, was it because of this madman?

Sha Zhenggang stared at Yang Bo and snorted coldly, "It seems that you are making rapid progress!"

"You're just a storyteller, you shouldn't be able to earn money to buy medicine every day, there must be someone behind you to support you, right?"

"Tell me honestly, how much money did that person give you, and what does he want you to do?"

"As long as you explain it clearly, I can let you go!"

Yang Bo looked at Sha Zhenggang, a little annoyed by this trouble, but he didn't hesitate at all.

"Let's talk about it!"