As the capital of Jinguo, 'Jian'an' is not only large and prosperous, its outer city gate has four city gates, southeast, northwest and northwest respectively: Changning Gate, Yong'an Gate, Taihe Gate, Shengfu Gate, and there are many palace gates leading to the royal inner city where the emperor lives, so I will not introduce them one by one, in short, I don't know how many NPCs have walked out and walked into these doors. As the day of the event approached, many NPCs and players came from all over the door, and people said that these people were the people in the rivers and lakes.

An Ran received a message from Xiangdong, and there were about two days before he and Gu Ping escorted the 'sister-in-law' to the capital to meet his brother, the swordsman with long hair and earrings in his left ear learned how to bite the words of the NPCs, and said 'My brother set off from Huaitao County on May 17, passing through Aloe County and accompanied by the mage Gu Daxia, I will be able to arrive in Beijing to see my brother in a few days, and I miss my brother for many days. It's just that I think about my brother all day long, and the belt is getting wider. ’

Regarding this sao bao who named the game character 'Ximen Blowing Hole', An Ran only replied to him with one word, 'Get out'. Then the young man yawned and watched the crowd of people in the street come and go, and continued his beggar task.

The classmates have gone offline, they may have to go to school or do their homework, and the idle blade is standing across the street to help his NPC dad shout business, and every time he calls a customer to buy something, he as a gamer Dao Dachuan can get some copper coins, which is a small reward for the NPC old man to his own player's son, so the big red dates in the sackcloth pocket on the wooden frame car are missing.

"How?" Or a blade in a tattered robe shouted across the street: "How is your business over there, Brother Ran?" Do you want your brother to help you call a few people over? ”

There was an NPC woman who bought dates, and she saw the young man curled up in the corner of the wall very pitifully, and was about to leave some dates for him when she heard the young man on the other side of the street shouting.

"Oh! No wonder! She suddenly realized, "You are working together to deceive people!" They sell us dates, and then you pretend to be a beggar here, and we give you the dates we bought, and then you put them in the sack in the car. What a black-hearted businessman, the old lady wishes you to be hit by a carriage and die! The woman spat at An Ran's broken bowl and turned to leave.

This is the treasure he found in Linjing County's broken white porcelain bowl'Don't look at this bowl in tatters, it secretly hides an attribute, this broken porcelain bowl can make others feel extra sympathy for the person holding the bowl, when An Ran bought it, he spent a lot of money to buy it from another NPC beggar, and with this bowl, the young man's begging task was also done much faster than before.

"Come here." An Ran grinned and hooked his finger at the chubby young man across the street, and when the blade fart came running over, the young man attached to the young man's ear and yelled: "No need! I thank you for eight generations of ancestors! ”

"Why are you doing so loudly, Brother Enron?" The blade rubbed his ears and shouted.

The emaciated old man across the street grinned at them, and An Ran looked at the old man with his hands on his sleeves and smiled. Others don't know the depth of this old guy, and Ann, who used the 'Contemplation' skill, doesn't know that this NPC is actually very powerful? It's just that he saw through it and didn't say it.

"Brother, how did you get mixed up like this now?" A young man who was holding a white paper fan and dressed as a noble son but looked obscene walked to An Ran's side. "If I don't look closely, I really don't know it's you."

"Are you ......" An Ran looked at him and wondered for a long time.

"The novice village, and the woman who looked like a pig—remember?" Gui Gongzi prompted.

"Oh!" Suddenly realized, "You are the ......" An Ran patted his head and still didn't remember his name.

"I cherish the jade!" The man put the white paper fan away and slapped it in the palm of his hand, "The one who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and deceives the hearts of thousands of girls." ”

Now An Ran really remembers, this is the lewd man he met in Daoxiang Village when he first entered the game; Players who want to use the torn clothes bought through a copper plate in the clothing shop to sell three copper plates for novices; One of the Four Treasures Studios that used to be famous in World of Warcraft.

"It's really a place in life where we don't meet, don't come to harm's place!" An Ran thought of what this person had done in Daoxiang Village at the beginning, and couldn't help asking, "How is it?" How many windfalls have you made in Daoxiang Village, and what happened to your brother and her? ”

"Hey! Don't mention it! Pity Xiang Xiyu opened the white paper fan and slapped it a few times, "The fart windfall, those rookies are very good, they have to go to the village first, as long as they have visited the clothing store, won't my business be yellow?" What's even more annoying is that in order to earn a few copper plates, I even lost my job, and then I went to Pearl Games to get better. ”

"Didn't stay at Sibao Studio?" An Ran asked.

"How do you know I'm from the Four Treasures Studio?" The pity that the nose was a little collapsed immediately became vigilant.

"Don't be nervous," An Ran said, "I only found out from a post on the game forum that you are from the game studio, and as for your other deeds, I don't know and am not interested in knowing." ”

"Oh, that's it!" Pity Xiang Xiyu smiled embarrassedly, "Four Treasures Studio likes to post on game forums to buy equipment and game currency to earn the price difference, this is their old business, but well!" Now there are only three treasures left, and my three former colleagues still follow the previous style, and when there is a disagreement with them, they cooperate with others. ”

Everyone has their own way, and An Ran is naturally too lazy to care about how people go, and I heard Li Yaqing say that the people in Sibao Studio still have a lot of business dealings with the Tai'an Gang.

"The fellow saw the fellow with tears in his eyes, let me invite you to drink! Let's go to the Mandarin Duck Tower. ”

The Mandarin Duck Building in the mouth of the merciful fragrance and the jade is located in a green building on Xiangxi Street and Yuqian Street, ranking second in the courtyard known as the "Four Boudoirs of the Beijing", ranking first in the middle of Yuqian Street, the 'Spring Water Courtyard' NPC girls who have four-storey wooden buildings and large courtyards are all competing for beauty, it is the place where the officials and nobles in the capital linger, especially the Oiran is a famous party, becoming the rich and noble sons and buddies throw a thousand gold, and fight their smiles of the pretty girl.

"Look at me like this," An Ran patted his tattered robe and laughed at himself, "It's strange if I go and not be beaten, I'm very happy to see you again, as for the Mandarin Duck Tower, I won't go Thank you Brother Xiyu for your kindness." ”

The emaciated old man across the street was secretly observing their movements while tending to the dates in the sack, but he carefully tapped his fingers on the handlebars, but there was no expression on his face.

Just before Mercy Xiang Xiyu opened her mouth to persuade An Ran, several men suddenly appeared in an alley and surrounded the frame car.

"Old and immortal! Did you know that you have to pay taxes to sell things here? A man with a little bald head wrapped in a white handkerchief said.

"What tax?" The thin old man looked at the condescending man and said, "The old man has been selling dates here recently, and he didn't hear the government say that he has to pay taxes?" ”

"I'll tell you now, old man, you have to pay taxes when you sell things in your grandfather's chassis. A bag of red dates has ten copper plates, and you have six bags of red dates in this car, so you can hand over sixty copper plates. ”

"How can I have so much money, old man?" The thin old man in patched clothes raised his voice and prayed: "I only sell fifteen copper plates for a bag of red dates, and the uncle will ask for sixty copper plates for the little old man at once, I won't do this business, I won't do it." ”

"That's not going to work," said a man with a fleshless face, "old immortal, you sold and sold here, and now you can't just pat your ass and leave." ”

"You're not an official!" The thin old man said that he would drag his own wooden frame cart.

Suddenly, a foot came to his abdomen, and then a person stretched out his thumb and said to the person who was headed by him with his hands in front of his chest: "Guan'er? Our eldest brother is an official. ”

Because of that kick, a number of onlookers instantly appeared on the street, and the man at the head glanced at everyone coldly.

"Get out of the way," he said, raising one foot on the handlebar, "that nosy man can stand up and see if he doesn't beat you all over the ground." ”

The crowd of onlookers dispersed.

"Don't go over quickly, the NPC daddy you recognize is about to issue a mission, don't you want to wait for others to take the lead if you don't pick it up at this time?" Because there were outsiders around him, An Ran could only send a message to the blade to urge.

An Ran thought that this hidden NPC old man was giving out tasks, so he hoped that Dao Dachuan, who could be regarded as a more honest person, would pick it up, if he needed him and Fan Yuntian's help, he would naturally help, but where did the young man know the deeper intentions of the NPC old man.

It's just that there were indeed people who got ahead of the blades, and only two people remained in the scattered crowd, and one of them was the long-haired man who was staring at their equipment yesterday.

"This is a good place under the feet of the Son of Heaven, do you dare to bully the market?" Qiankun said loudly in his sleeve: "It's just an old man, and I hope that the old man will raise his noble hand and not be aggressive." ”

"Big brother!" Pity Xiang Xiyu saw the Qiankun in his sleeve, beckoned and shouted, and said to An Ran: "My eldest brother has something going on, I have to go over and take a look first." ”

An Ran nodded slightly, but was thinking in his heart: "After finishing the blade, you wooden fish head melon, this task was probably taken over by someone else." ”

I only heard the NPC man say: "A few days ago, our brothers killed a few adventurers, and another one popped up today, what's wrong with this world now?" adventurers everywhere. ”

"I heard that they can't be killed, so there are more and more!" A bare-chested, breast-baring triangular eye said with a dagger in his hand as he scratched the dirt between his fingernails.

"That makes sense," the bald man who took the lead touched his chin and said, "Then just kill them like last time and don't dare to show their heads." Listen! You nosy adventurers, let's get out of the way for the little marquis, otherwise...... Hmph, you can't eat, go around. ”

His words are naturally a great threat to NPCs and players, because the little marquis in this mouth is naturally Wei Ning, the son of Wei Chenghai, the head of the household department, and Wei Chenghai has already been named a marquis by Emperor Jinhui, and Wei Ning, who is just in his early twenties, has the title of little marquis. Wei Chenghai is old, so the Wei Mansion spoils the handsome, but idle little bastard all day long, as long as it is not a so-called big thing, the trouble caused by the little marquis is naturally settled by his Lao Tzu and Lao Tzu's bureaucratic friends, so this handsome boy who does not learn and has no skills wanders around the Fengyue place all day long, or lives in the restaurant and gambling house, and becomes a gold-rich cross-play child. Because he has money in his pocket, and his father is the head of the household department of Jinguo, the little marquis will naturally be surrounded by a bunch of soldiers and ruffians and land who work for him, as long as it is an NPC in the capital, everyone will try to stay away when it comes to the little marquis, and they can only swallow it in their stomachs if they suffer losses. As for why are the players here afraid of him? Because not to mention that he Lao Tzu is in charge of Jinguo's money bag and population registration, this little marquis alone can make many players with gangs unable to find a suitable place for leveling in this capital city within a radius of a hundred miles. Do you want to level up by killing monsters in peace? No way! He Wei Ning has nothing to do, he can take a broken bow and ride a tall horse to hunt around every day, and then his subordinates will disperse the players for the safety of the little marquis.

Therefore, the little marquis is the plague god, and under normal circumstances, no one wants to provoke the plague god, but today it is different for some people to disbelieve in this evil.

"Shut up! Don't say that the dignified little marquis will not have such evil legs, even if there is, he Wei Dagongzi must abide by the laws of the court, it is impossible to let his own people oppress the people here, if you still refuse to let go of this old man, you will have to take action to discipline you for the little marquis! ”

The bald man at the head smiled and punched the emaciated old man in the chest, causing the old man to take a few steps back and cough.

"What can you do if Lao Tzu beats him?" He pressed his fist with his palm and crackled his knuckles, "Brothers, I've cleaned up these two nosy adventurers together!" ”

So seven or eight hooligans rushed up and fought with the people in their sleeves and the pity of the jade, and the sound of ping-pong bells sounded in the streets.

The blade had already rushed forward, protecting the old man while fighting the ruffian. Although this chubby boy had just put on the leather armor he had received from the wild boar forest, he was just as unskilled as the other two people who had come to his aid, and they had gone from a slight confrontation to a passive beating.

"Aren't you going to fight back?" An Ran was still staring at the NPC old man who had been beating him on the ground, "What are you hiding?" Obviously he has a good ability, but he wants to pretend to be a dying old man, and would rather let himself suffer from flesh and skin? ”

The wooden shelves were kicked over and the dates fell to the ground, and the ruffians seemed to be getting happier and happier with the fighting, and one of the ruffians had already drawn a dagger from his boot.

"If this NPC old man really wants to pretend to be forced with his life, other people can ignore it, this blade! He is considered Fan Yuntian's apprentice, if he is really killed, it will not be worth it to lose his experience and equipment, hey! Can't leave it alone. Thinking of this, An Ran could only shake his head helplessly, put away the broken white bowl, and walked across the street.

"Friends, just do it!" An Ran patted the bald man on the shoulder, "It's too much to hurt people's lives with a knife." ”

The man, who was about to kick the crotch of the blade, turned his head and was stunned when he saw the young man.

"You get out of here, stink-"

Before he finished speaking, he was punched the bridge of his nose, and the whole person was knocked up and slammed into the wall behind him. The bald man was so painful that his tears remained, and when he touched his nose, he found that the bridge of his nose had been broken, and his face was covered with blood, and he shouted, "Kill this stinky beggar—"

A knee slam into the bald man's abdomen, okay! He still didn't finish a complete sentence, and An Ran, who was wearing a ragged robe, pulled his neck up, letting the sturdy man's legs kick in the air.

‘-5’

‘-8’

‘-10’

‘……’

"Well, I really want to forget an important thing," An Ran, a bald man who was stuck in the air by his neck, patted his head with his other hand. "this kind of fight didn't let the surnamed Fan get out, and Lao Tzu won't be scolded to death in the future?"

So the young man slowly summoned his servants, and Fan Yuntian, who was confused, was standing in place in a daze.

"Why?" An Ran shouted at his servants, "Your master is being bullied!" There are so many people, Fan Yuntian, don't you beat up a few people to vent their anger for Lao Tzu? ”

The NPC kid instantly understood, and with a snort, he pulled out the dagger on his waist.

"Well?" An Ran continued: "Put away your damn knife, you can only fight, not kill." ”

"Boring!" Fan Yuntian shrugged his shoulders and said a word, and then suddenly rushed into the crowd of ruffians, and beat up those stupid big ping-pong people.

"Is it fun to kill someone?" An Ran looked at the bald man who was stuck with his face purple and asked with a grin.

The man just kicked his legs around, and his hand was weakly patting An Ran's arm, he was so stuck that he couldn't speak and was about to lose his breath. An Ran let him go at this time, and the man coughed and gasped, his face was full of blood, tears, snot, and saliva came out. And his subordinates had been knocked to the ground by Fan Yuntian in an instant, and they kept wailing.

"If Lao Tzu is you," An Ran condescendingly approached the face of the man who was sitting on the ground to relieve his breath, "just take your brother away as soon as possible, or bring more people back to find a place, or go and complain to your little marquis." See? That guy has a bad temper and doesn't have much patience, and if he can't get it right, he's really going to kill - why don't you get out of here? ”

Suddenly, the young man raised his eyebrows and yelled, which frightened the bald man for a while, so a bunch of people fled the scene with a wail.

"Why don't you get out of here?" Fan Yuntian also learned from his master, looked coldly at the sleeves on the ground, and cherished the jade and shouted.

An Ran laughed angrily and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Little idiot, please see clearly, it's obvious that these two are not in the same group as those people."

"Oh!" Fan Yuntian scratched his head, "I'm sorry two of you, I just punched you two a lot of fists." He reached out and pulled the two unlucky eggs on the ground up.

"It's all right," they said, "and we don't feel any pain when we're beaten." ”

"Master is mighty!" Blade said.

"Little old man kowtows to the heroes!" The NPC old man is going to kneel against the wall.。。

An Ran helped him to stop him from kneeling. "It's just a gesture, old man, why are you doing this?"

An Ran's meaning is actually very clear, since you are a level 72 NPC, you must have the ability to fight back, so why don't you fight back? Need to hide that deep?

"Hey! There is no way, the old man is also forced by life, so he brought red dates from his hometown to sell them in the capital, and he couldn't think of it...... I can't imagine that there are people who oppress the people in the place where the emperor lives, and thanks to the rescue of the heroes, otherwise I would probably have to die on this street! He said a long sentence and coughed twice.

Maybe he didn't understand the meaning of An Ran's words, but he also deliberately concealed it, An Ran didn't directly point out the strength of the old man.

"Don't worry," Dao Okawa, who was beaten by the game character 'Blade' and had a blue nose and swollen face, said proudly: "With my master and Brother An Ran, no one can bully us, you may not know that they are-

- Blades! An Ran frowned and reminded him not to say who he was.

"They are the adventurers who brave the rivers and lakes." The chubby boy immediately changed his words.

"I can't see it, brother, you are real people and don't show your face!" The same nose is blue and the face is swollen, and there is no trace of the noble son's temperament, and the pity is sorry for the jade sighed.

"Brother Enron's ability is indeed very great," the long-haired man interjected: "Xiyu, you may not know that my brother has seen the skills of the two great gods as early as yesterday. Brother Enron had a little misunderstanding between us yesterday, I hope you don't take it to heart. ”

"What misunderstanding?" An Ran smiled, "Why can't I remember what happened?" Sleeve Qiankun, brother don't talk much, hurry up and take pills to heal your wounds. ”

"Ah, you know each other, too?" Lian Xiang Xiyu was surprised: "I also know Brother An Ran, and it is much earlier than the eldest brother, what a fate!" This meal, Brother Anran, you can't say anything more about it, right? ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the money for this wine has to be paid by the old man," the thin old man leaned over but his eyes were full of expectation, "Blade, let's pick up the dates on the ground, and find a place to invite the heroes to eat and drink to repay their life-saving grace." ”

"Oh!" The blade began to help the old man pick up the red dates on the ground.

"Ask the lifesaver to drink and eat, this is the mission reward?" The handsome young man thought to himself, "Your Huaxia system is too." ”

An Ran did not refuse their invitation again, and a bunch of people went to the famous Mandarin Duck Tower in the capital to drink. Many times the encounter between people is always so coincidental, for example, yesterday I met the long-haired man who was hiding in the dark and watching him, and he appeared in front of him again today; For example, there is only one side of the novice village, and people who don't even remember their names greet themselves today and ask for a drink; For example, these two people happen to know each other; For example, the old man happened to be bullied, and they acted chivalrous with themselves. It's a coincidence, it seems to have been arranged by someone.