The whiteness in front of him gradually faded, and a noisy human voice sounded in Yang Yifei's ears.

Looking left and right, this is a long and narrow alley, there are many discarded debris piled up under the wall, very dirty, and there are streams of rancid smell constantly emitted.

Yang Yifei didn't care at all, no matter how bad he was, could he be rancid?

He hadn't taken a shower for a month and a half since he crossed over, and he was digging hard every day after going down to the pit.

The digital camouflage uniform on his body, which was already tattered and basically unrecognizable, was almost a few taels heavier.

Every day when I was mining, I would sweat all over, and when I was tired, I lay on the ground, and when I woke up, the sweat on my body was dry.

If you put this dress in water, you may be able to soak dozens of grams of salt in addition to stains.

He originally had a pair of special marine boots under his feet, but those boots had already been blown up by bombs when he crossed over, and they entered the water when he went down the mine, so wearing them would break his feet.

So he simply took off his shoes and socks, and from then on worked barefoot in the mines, the soles of his feet had long since grown a thick layer of calluses, and the soles of his feet were almost covered with mud like his unshaven face.

Now his appearance can be said to be more like a beggar than a beggar disciple.

Today's Yang Yifei is no longer as strong as when he just crossed, and has become a little thinner, but fortunately, it has not been for a long time, and he has not lost much weight, as long as he is supplemented with nutrition, he will recover.

But after touching the whole body, there is nothing except a layer of dirt, and if you want to eat a good meal to supplement your nutrition, I am afraid it will take some trouble.

I don't know what kind of world this is, but the top priority is to find a place to wash and wash well, and then get a change of clothes.

The season of this world seems to be in late autumn, the weather is already a little cool, and it looks overcast in the sky, as if it is going to rain.

Late autumn rain is not so good, and when it does, the temperature plummets.

He had already lived miserably enough in that world, and he didn't want to finally start the heavens shuttle, and he was sick because he had no clothes to wear, so his survival rate would be greatly reduced.

Tilt your head and take a few deep breaths of air above the ground...... All right! The air above the ground is really not as good as in the mine.

Although it is the underground that does not see the light of day, it is a spiritual stone pit, and the spiritual energy in it is rich, and the air quality is naturally better, I don't know how much.

Yang Yifei walked out of the alley, and after a little look, he knew what era the world was in.

I saw people coming and going on the street, and the men were all with smooth heads, only a money rattail braided at the back of their heads.

Anyone with a little bit of historical knowledge knows that this hairstyle was only left in the Manchu Qing Dynasty in Chinese history, and it was in the early period, and it gradually developed into a yin and yang head and oxtail braid in the late Qing Dynasty.

Yang Yifei's eyes flashed slightly, he has grown a lot in the past month and a half, and he is still a little conspicuous in the crowd, I don't know if he will be arrested by the government.

"Hmm...... What does it taste like? Why does it stink so much? ”

"Wow, stinky beggar, stink."

Soon Yang Yifei knew that he was thinking too much, he walked on the street, almost a scavenger, and everyone avoided him everywhere he passed.

Although it is not as exaggerated as a biological weapon, his body is also smelly, and he can smell it from a few feet away.

Several patrol soldiers wearing blue clothes and trousers, red horse coats, pointed hats, sheathed oxtail knives, and the word "pawn" on their chests and backs also avoided Yang Yifei from a distance, fanned the wind in front of their noses, and walked away cursing and scolding.

Yang Yifei smiled dumbly, he couldn't imagine that this smell would have such a benefit, so he was not in a hurry to find a place to take a bath.

But the most important thing now is to try to get some food first, and he can't stand eating steamed buns and pickles every day in that world.

But now he has nothing but an automatic pistol with unlimited ammo, is he going to rob with weapons?

But people in this era don't know this automatic pistol, and they won't be afraid at all, the biggest possibility is that they suffered the same experience as Xiang Shaolong.

Then why don't you just kill people and take money? Well, that's the way to go.

However, Yang Yifei still has a basic bottom line, and he can't kill people casually.

But in any era, there is no shortage of bullying men and women, or being rich and unkind, as long as he finds one, as a special forces soldier whose hands have long been stained with blood, he will not be soft.

Of course, it was either heinous terrorists or criminal drug lords who died at his hands.

After walking a few blocks, Yang Yifei found that he was in a bustling and lively city, bustling with people on the streets.

He also quickly figured out by eavesdropping on other people's conversations that this was Yangzhou City.

Yang Yifei began to look for objects on the street that could be used as a target to rob the rich and help the poor, but bullies were not everywhere, and after a while, Yang Yifei suddenly became happy, he didn't meet an object that could be used, but he met a "kind of person".

It was also a tall and sturdy man dressed in tatters, with a sour smell all over his body.

However, he is not only a simple body odor, but also a strong odor that is unique to alcoholics.

Like Yang Yifei, the pedestrians everywhere he passed avoided with disgust on their faces.

However, his condition is much better than Yang Yifei, at least, he still has a pair of cloth shoes on his feet to wear.

The two men walked from south to north and north to south, and they met in the middle of the street.

Yang Yifei was looking at the big man, but the big man was also looking at Yang Yifei, and there seemed to be surprise in his eyes.

No matter how sloppy Yang Yifei is, he is a person who has been a special soldier after all, and his iron-blooded and brazen aura is invisible in the eyes of some special people.

Slowly, Yang Yifei also saw some problems, although this person is the same as him, described as sloppy and sloppy, but he looks like a tiger's back, his body is straight, his walks are crisp and neat, and his steps are steady and powerful.

This is a person who has "practiced", Yang Yifei had this idea in his mind.

When the two of them were still more than a foot away from each other, they both slowed down, and when they were close to half a zhang, the two of them stopped in unison.

Yang Yifei looked at the big man's eyes, with a faint smile on his face, and said, "Brother Tai looks like he shouldn't be a beggar." ”

Dahan didn't have any expression on his face, but he also spoke: "There is only yes and no in this world, what should and shouldn't be?" Brother Tai didn't look like a beggar. ”

Yang Yifei is a little unable to find an entry point into this world, and even food and clothing cannot be guaranteed for the time being, this person does not seem to be simple, but it is worth taking a relationship.

smiled slightly at the moment and said, "I have a story, do you have wine?" ”

Tale? Wine?

Dahan was stunned when he heard this, but the next moment there was a look of interest in his eyes, "Yes, the story and the wine are indeed a perfect match." ”

Yang Yifei smiled bitterly: "It seems that we all have stories, but unfortunately, we don't have any wine." ”

The big man suddenly looked at the side of the street behind Yang Yifei and said, "There will be, come with me." ”