In the next few days, Jiang Fan has been paying attention to the news about Li Shuangjie. Originally, he thought that the Li family or the police would send someone to investigate him, but who knew that after waiting for a few days, he didn't see a single figure.

First, there are too many people offended by Li Shuangjie or the Li family, and the Li family can't take care of themselves as a little person at all. Second, it may be that such a secret room European method seems to be something that only the big families and powerful people can do, how can Jiang Fan, a small ordinary person, do it. The Li family focused most of their energy on the Western restaurant of the Red House, and the bodyguards and Yan'er, who was wearing heavy makeup, had become the primary object of suspicion of the Li family.

Murder in a closed room, bizarre evaporation, who would believe this kind of thing? There must be internal ghosts, the Red House Western Restaurant and the bodyguards and beauties are absolutely inseparable, and they are all the targets of the Li family's investigation.

Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He now understood more and more the power of this spatial gate. The number of traversals plus the spatial coordinates is enough to become Jiang Fan's most powerful sneak attack golden finger. And for the matter of the door of space, the more it must be hidden. Don't let anyone know. Once discovered, it may be a fatal disaster.

In the following time, Jiang Fan was accumulating the number of space traversals, and secondly, he was constantly transporting salt to the Tianlong World.

About half a month has passed, Jiang Fan has accumulated seven crossings, and he has also transported three hundred and fifty catties of salt to the Tianlong World, and each time he has placed it in the small forest.

The transportation of fifty catties of salt at a time did make Jiang Fan a little tired, but there was no way, his physical fitness had not been improved yet, and he could only be subject to the control of this weight.

Jiang Fan is just an ordinary person, whether it is in the Earth World or in the Heavenly Dragon World. And the Space Gate does not have its own cultivation system and methods, so this matter of martial arts can only be done by Jiang Fan himself, and it seems impossible to work hard slowly and reach the sky in one step.

Landing in the grove of the Tianlong World, Jiang Fan changed into an ancient dress. The most troublesome thing about this back and forth is getting dressed. In particular, the clothes of the ancients were decorated with extremely strange clothes, and they often combed their hair into a bun, which was extremely cumbersome, and Jiang Fan studied it in Shuang'er's hands for several days before he could barely learn it.

Jiang Fan broke the salt bag, and sent it to Qingfeng Town for three hundred and fifty catties of salt, that is, seven hundred jars of the Heavenly Dragon World. There were seven hundred jars, and seeing so much salt made He Yuanwai smile, and looking at Jiang Fan was like seeing the God of Wealth. Seven hundred jars of salt, that is, four hundred and ninety taels, He Yuanwai gave five hundred taels, plus Huang Tianba's two hundred taels to redeem the deed, and now Jiang Fan has seven hundred taels of silver shells on his body.

Seven hundred taels of silver shells, Jiang Fan exchanged four taels of gold, and the remaining three hundred taels of silver shells stayed in this Tianlong World flower. After all, both worlds cost money. The currencies of both worlds are indispensable.

In the past few days, the Tianlong world seems to be more chaotic, I heard that it was a feudal lord in the west of the Great Zhou Dynasty who rebelled, and a lot of refugees emerged. There are many people who have infiltrated Qingfeng Town to beg.

One by one, dressed in tattered clothes, holding a cane and a rice bowl, they claimed to be disciples of the beggar gang. At the door of Jiang Fan's house, it was also crowded a lot. One by one, the face was yellow and thin, and the eyes were dull, as if they would fall to the ground if they were unsteady on their feet, their noses were dripping, and their hands and feet were weak.

I don't know if it's caused by famine and war, but now there are more and more disciples of the beggar gang, and I heard that they have gathered millions of disciples, and they have become the number one force in the rivers and lakes that is enough to compete with the imperial court!

However, the disciples of the Beggar Gang who fell to Qingfeng Town are all at the bottom, and they have not been truly imprinted by the Beggar Gang, and they do not have any martial arts of the Beggar Gang, they are completely ordinary called Huazi.

Jiang Fan has also seen a lot of beggar disciples along the way, and he will also scatter a few copper coins, but there are so many beggar disciples in Qingfeng Town, he can't disperse alone, and he can't save them, so he can only let them go.

Jiang Fan returned home and closed the door. It was already noon, and Jiang's mother Li went out to visit the door, leaving only the little daughter-in-law and her son to make a table of good wine and food at home.

Good wine, good food and good daughter-in-law, behind closed doors, Jiang Fan naturally feasted and ate heartily, while Jiang Fan was eating, Shuang'er in plain clothes poured wine for Jiang Fan next to him, gentle and considerate. After serving Jiang Fan and finishing the meal, after resting for a while, Shuang'er went to boil water.

Every time Jiang Fan returned home, he was covered in sweat, and today was especially serious. After dinner, Shuang'er went back to boil water to bathe Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan is also happy to enjoy it, compared to the water heater in the earth world, he still likes Shuang'er's smooth and soft little hands. The little hand was pinched on his body and massaged, which made Jiang Fan feel an indescribable comfortable feeling, as if all the fatigue had been swept away.

At this time, Jiang Fan was also pondering in his heart. This Tianlong world, he can be regarded as understanding. It is not much different from the earth world, but in this world, human beings pay more attention to the improvement of their own quality and advocate force. Therefore, the wind of martial arts training is extremely strong in this world.

In the Earth World, it is extremely rare for a person to lift three hundred pounds, but in the Tianlong World, there seem to be many people who lift thousands of pounds. And Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, is said to be the existence of a husband and a man, especially with one hand, the eighteen palms of the dragon, and Huo Huo Shengfeng, who once entered the thousands of troops and horses with the power of one person, killed more than a thousand warriors, and broke the enemy army. He is a well-known hero in the world of Tenryu!

Regarding Qiao Feng, Jiang Fan had naturally heard of it. In novels and TV, I don't know how many times it appears.

In fact, Jiang Fan has never been able to figure out what the connection between this real Tianlong world and the novels he has read, if Master Jin's novels are completely fictional, then what is going on with this Tianlong world that he appears in now.

If the Tianlong world in the novel is not fictional, then how could Master Jin construct a fictional world that is exactly the same as the Tianlong world. Could it be that Master Jin also came to this Tianlong World for some sightseeing? Or is it that the Celestial Dragon World and the Earth World themselves project and sense each other, and the creatures on both sides can sense each other's existence?

Jiang Fan lay on the bed and thought wildly, but he couldn't think of a clue. He found that he was still not well placed to think about these philosophical questions, for the thought of them gave him a splitting headache.

At this time, Shuang'er had already boiled the water, and in the room, the huge bath bucket was steaming, and bursts of water mist rose, creating the whole room like a fairyland. And beside the mist in the sky, the pair carrying the flower basket is even more set off by the pretty face blushing, standing slim, holding petals in his hand, gently sprinkled in the bath bucket, delicate and moving, like a flower fairy walking out of the painting.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan couldn't help but move in his heart, walked over, and took Shuang'er's gentle little hand:

"Lady, let's wash and sleep together"

Jiang Fan looked at Shuang'er's delicate face and well-proportioned figure.