A year has passed, and as for the mystery of the Turing Bead, Mo Lanjiong did not comprehend it, this is the last thought that the master left him, and Mo Lanjiong is unwilling to touch it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The oath he made to his master that day, Mo Lanjiong remembered it, and in the next two years, Mo Lanjiong still went to the fierce beast jungle alone to train.

Looking at the unchanged courtyard, he recalled the words that the master used to say before going down the mountain in the past, and deeply plunged Mo Lanjiong into his memories.

......

"Wait! This is a wood spirit rune, as long as a trace of spiritual power is injected, it can be transmitted back here in an instant, and you can only get out of it in times of difficulty, you must keep it carefully. ”

"Yes, Master!" the boy scratched his head.

"Don't be in the limelight, it's important to save your life!"

"This wood spirit rune is so magical, why doesn't Master give me more?" the young man said with a smile.

"This move is against the mandate of heaven! It is also for your good to be a teacher, go ahead. The white-haired old man closed his eyes and said no more.

......

One after another good memories appeared in front of him, Mo Lanjiong clenched his fists and shook his head vigorously: "No, this is not before, everything is over!"

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Three days later, Mo Lanjiong left Zhuyu Peak, where he had lived for seventeen years, and embarked on the road to Pingcheng, leaving only a lake, a tree, and a courtyard from thousands of meters of ice peak......

Pingcheng is located in the central and western part of the hot summer, with a population of one million, and is famous for its abundant iron ore. For hundreds of years, iron ore resources have deeply driven the commercial development of Tianhua Prefecture, and Pingcheng has been listed as one of the nine major cities in the hot summer.

The town was less than 100 miles from Pingcheng, and Mo Lanjiong sat in the carriage leading to Pingcheng, and the mountain road was winding, and the miners were countless, and the sound of percussion echoed throughout the valley.

"Mafu, the iron ore in the Pingcheng boundary has been mined for hundreds of years, why are there so many of them?"

"Yo, young man, don't you know that over the years, there has been an extremely strange thing in the realm of Pingcheng. ”

"What's the matter?" Mo Lanjiong was in a mood for a while.

"But all the mines that have been mined, every few decades, will regrow ore, don't look at the large population of Pingcheng, just rely on these mines, how many people can be fed!"

"There is such a thing!" Mo Lanjiong was shocked.

Few people in the outside world know about this, and Pingcheng has gradually reached a consensus on absenteeism, and it has not been spread out. ”

Hearing such a strange thing, Mo Lanjiong frowned, first the scorpion nest, and now the mine.

"But it's hard to say that the people who mine in the territory of Pingcheng often die early, and most of them don't live more than forty or fifty, who makes Pingcheng have so many weird things. Although this place is peaceful, it is also very weird!"

Mo Lanjiong didn't ask anymore, and secretly made up his mind that he would definitely find out about this scene when he had the opportunity.

Not long after, the groom sent Mo Lanjiong to an inn on the outskirts of the city, and then went to the post station to rest.

As night fell, Mo Lanjiong came to the room early, thinking about his future plans.

Took out the only few wooden spirit talismans left by the master, the talisman was engraved with precise lines, this wooden spirit talisman was Mo Lanjiong's life-saving thing, after some observation, Mo Lanjiong carefully sealed it and put it into his sleeve.

The next morning, Mo Lanjiong opened the window, and the magnificent attics were located in all directions, which was located in the center of Pingcheng, and was naturally prosperous.

Luohua Street roast chicken is famous far and wide, and Mo Lanjiong has been to Pingcheng several times with his master, but all of them are on the grounds of visiting martial arts.

The inn is only a few hundred meters away from Luohua Street, and there are countless diners every day, and the master who makes roast chicken is greedy for darkness all day long, and he is very busy.

There weren't many people in the early morning, so Mo Lanjiong sat in the store and gobbled it up, causing a burst of surprise among the surrounding diners.

"Look at that dirt bun, it looks like it's the first time I've come to our Pingcheng!"

"It's embarrassing!" The three young men talked to me and said nonsense to Mo Lanjiong.

The sarcasm was in his ears, and Mo Lanjiong got up and left silently.

"Hey, that turtle can't stand it haha~"

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The corners of Mo Lanjiong's mouth raised slightly, if it weren't for this Pingcheng realm, wouldn't it be as easy to deal with them as killing chickens and taking eggs.

Walking on the bustling street, the number of pedestrians gradually increased, Mo Lanjiong was shabby, and then walked into a beautifully laid out cloth village, and there were several big characters "gold silk spinning" on the door plaque.

When the proprietress of the cloth shop saw Mo Lanjiong dressed up like this, she looked at her with disdain: "Boy, this is gold silk spinning, are you in the wrong place!"

Mo Lanjiong ignored it, walked straight into the store, and chose a gray fabric.

"How many copper coins?"

"Can you afford it?" said the proprietress with a look of disdain, frowning and mocking.

Is it a silver dollar?

Mo Lanjiong was secretly frightened, in the small town, this kind of cloth was at most ten coppers.

"Come, sister recommends a good place for you!" said that, he pulled Mo Lanjiong towards the door:

"Boy, more than ten miles north from here, there is a cloth village specially set up for the poor, and the price is absolutely cheap!"

Mo Lanjiong didn't say much, slapped the fabric in his hand on the table, and was about to leave.

"The waist bag is not big, and the temper is not small!"

"What do you mean?" Mo Lanjiong couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and raised his eyebrows.

"Boy, you're crazy! You know, no one messes with me on Lohua Street!"

The proprietress suddenly looked cold: "Fengsheng?"

"What do you command, Sister Mei?" walked out of the room a young man with a red pocket.

The young man was thin and small, with a feminine face, and under his pale face, there was a touch of evil color, and Mo Lanjiong felt uncomfortable when he saw it.

"Go and call the Axe Gang!"

"Someone you don't know is causing trouble for you?" the young man walked out of the store with a strange face.

"Damn, is this a person or a ghost?" Looking at the black eyes of the red-hooded young man, Mo Lanjiong was secretly frightened. But the trickiest thing at the moment is this boss lady.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Mo Lanjiong said in a deep voice.

"Hehe~ What are you doing? Are you afraid? Now I apologize to Sister Mei, maybe I can forgive you!" The proprietress stroked the orchid finger and smiled darkly.

Just at the time of the stalemate.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in Sister Mei's territory!"

Outside the door, several fat men came in, carrying axes in their hands.

"It's this kid, making trouble with me!" the proprietress walked over to One-eye, her fingers gliding softly across her chest, her voice extremely delicate.

One-eyed had a fever all over his body, and hugged the proprietress around:

"You're a little slut! I'll clean you up later!"

Walking up to Mo Lanjiong, he pulled it up with one eye: "Boy, you are looking for death!"

Before One-Eye finished speaking, Mo Lanjiong climbed onto the wall with his hind feet, flipped in the air, and instantly pressed One-Eye under him.

When everyone saw it, they immediately lifted the axe and slashed at Mo Lanjiong.