Wangxian County is divided into five continents, and Fufeng County is larger than Wangxian, it is divided into seven state cities, large and small, there are counties under it, and the villages are attached to the vicinity of the county seat, because of the rich mineral deposits, there are both high mountains and dense forests in the county, and there are also some lakes and rivers, and the products are abundant.

Fu Mo rode on the white horse borrowed from Qingfeng, and felt that his ass hurt a little.

How long ago was the last time I rode a horse?

The old man shifted his body, his thoughts a little divergent.

Thirty years? Or forty years?

Forgot......

With his temperament, he was reluctant to come out, but he had no choice but to let the old miscellaneous hair of the master, and even coaxed him to sign the deed, and he could only pinch his nose and admit it.

I'm not happy to come out, but this time I came out, and if I don't buy some materials to go back, I always feel like I've suffered a loss.

Fu Mo controlled the horse with internal force, scratched his neck, and fell into deep thought.

The phoenix gold over there in the West Mountain is good.

Xuanzhu can also be ...... It's always better to buy it yourself.

The people who bought in the school palace are all fools, and they are always deceived.

After thinking for a while, but he could only contain these thoughts, Fu Mo raised his eyes to see, and immediately beside him, Ah Ping's face was already three points pale, his eyes were slightly dazed, and he sighed in his heart, knowing that even if this child had a tough heart, he could run around for several days in a row, and his body was already exhausted to the limit.

I had to follow my thoughts, and I only planned to send the two of them to the nearest state city first, so I had to plan the route carefully.

Taiping Village is located in the middle of nowhere, and the nearest state town is Beiwu City. If Wang Anfeng let go of their horsepower, they would only be able to arrive in about a day, but because they were afraid of Ah Ping's bodies, they slowed down and it took them about four or five days to reach the city.

This Beiwuzhou City is not that kind of big city, and it has no special products, and it is the kind of status that is not up or down in Fufeng County, but when they entered the city today, Wang Anfeng and others saw many people in the rivers and lakes with swords on their backs, and they looked for three inns in a row to find enough rooms.

Ah Ping's father and son have no martial arts, they have been running around for a few days, and they are already tired, so they went to the guest room on the second floor to rest, and although Fu Mo has profound martial arts, he seems to have not ridden a horse for a long time, saying that he is disgusted in his chest, and he also returned to the guest room.

Wang Anfeng and the others found an empty table to sit down, and their own Xiao Er came to entertain them, wiping the table and pouring tea diligently.

There are seventeen or eighteen wooden tables on the first floor, most of which are full of high-rollers, who are talking and laughing loudly and drinking, their demeanor is not so much heroic, but more like vulgarity.

There is a faint line between the rivers and lakes and the imperial court.

In addition to the gangs in the city and the people in the palace, the ordinary people in the rivers and lakes are not very willing to enter places like the state and county towns, even if they are those gangs in the city, there are also people in the official palace behind their backs.

And what Wang Anfeng saw today, but they are all those warriors of small sects, there are those who carry knives, those who have swords, and there are many Qimen weapons on the table, Wang Anfeng has fought with many 'martial artists', and it can be seen from some details that the martial arts of these martial artists are not very high, at most it is about nine products.

There must be demons when things go wrong, and so many warriors have gathered, I don't know what wind and rain will be in this city.

Wang Anfeng was a little distracted in his heart, but he thought about it again.

The upper and lower four sides are rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are so big, I am afraid that there are wonderful or dark things happening all the time.

If there is no wave, it is not a river and lake.

Exhaling slowly, Wang Anfeng retracted his gaze, he didn't intend to stir up this troubled water, and he really didn't think that these warriors could cause any trouble in this state city.

Since Qing Feng and his party, he has become more and more aware of the gap between high-grade martial artists and ordinary martial artists.

After reading a lot of books in the library pavilion, he also knew that in the style of Great Qin, there must be at least one middle-third-rank martial artist guarding this state city, as well as more than thirty seventh-grade martial artists, and three thousand martial soldiers.

Impregnable.

He had faced the seventh-rank martial artists of the White Tiger Hall directly, and knew that with these nine-rank martial artists in front of him, only two or three seventh-rank martial artists were needed to subdue them all in an instant, and if the government ordered that no one should be left alive, the time required would probably be less.

It's like heavy rain from the sky, ordinary people have to urgently find the eaves to shelter from the rain, and the third-grade martial artists can use internal force to evaporate the water.

And the masters of the middle and third grades can go straight to the nine skies in one step, even if they crash into the black clouds of the source of the rain, they are only worried that the thunder will damage their clothes.

Shaking his head, the boy's face became serious again.

At this time, there are more difficult things in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, his solemn gaze fell on the green bamboo recipe in his hand, only to feel that the name of each dish was shining brightly, and it was difficult to choose.

"I want to ......"

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Early in the morning of the second day, everyone went to the official mansion, although the area is small, but it is complete, and the six yamen have it, because Fu Mo, the master of Fufeng, was present, Wang Anfeng and others did not encounter any obstacles, and they happily transferred the household registration of Aping and his son to the city of this state.

Fu went to Yashi again, and found a merchant who rented and sold a house, although the land price in the state city was not low, but fortunately, Ah Ping did not open a business, and did not have much requirements for the location, and Wang Anfeng did not plan to buy him any high-quality mansion, but just found a rather remote old house.

Before the offer, Baili Feng and Tuoba Yue invited the old man who sold the house out of the tooth market, and gave a slight explanation, the old man was surprised at first, and then happily agreed, and when he spoke, the mansion that was originally more than a hundred taels of silver, and the deed written became seven taels.

The difference in price was compensated by Tuoba Yue and the others to the old man.

Ah Ping carefully folded the deed that had written 'Wang Anfeng borrowed seven taels of silver from Ah Ping, with an annual interest of three cents', stamped with the seal of the government, and placed it close to his heart with the key to go home.

And now he has a new key in his hand.

The young man raised his hand and inserted the key into the copper lock, which was different from the one in his hometown, without a trace of rust, but his right hand, which was used to holding the axe, trembled a little, took a deep breath, clicked lightly, the copper lock opened, and the wooden door was pushed open with a soft creak, revealing a small house.

The house was small, just enough shelter from the elements.

This yard is also very small, but there can be firewood and black charcoal in the left corner, a small piece of open space can be cleaned up, and some cabbage beans can be planted, and the rest of the place is a little narrow, but it can barely fit a table, and it can be placed with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Ah Ping bit his lip, and the corners of his eyes were a little foggy.

The neighbors could hear the sound of the door lock opening, and according to the habits of the city, they all came to visit with some new vegetables, although they were startled by the scars on Ah Ping's face, but after knowing the reason, there was only some pity in their eyes, and there was no disdain.

While comforting Ah Ping, he used a mouthful of slang and scolded the damn trafficker.

Wang Anfeng leaned against the door, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

For the first time, he felt comfortable that even swearing sounded good.

Xue Qinshuang glanced at him and said:

"What are you thinking?"

Wang Anfeng looked sideways at the girl, although he didn't get anything at this time, he felt that it was better than the progress of martial arts, and his heart was much happier, and said with a smile:

"I was thinking, if only everyone in the world could do this, wouldn't it be great?"

Xue Qinshuang was slightly stunned, feeling in her heart that this was even more fantastical than a child's babbling, but seeing the corners of the young man's mouth slightly raised, a pair of black pupils shining in the sun, he couldn't bear to interrupt his fantasy at this time, looked away, stood side by side with him, and said softly:

"Uh-huh......"

"It's really good, it's like a dream."

Wang Anfeng and the others politely refused Ah Ping's retention, and planned to leave directly while the sky was still bright today, but after only walking more than ten meters, Fu Mo suddenly patted his forehead, laughed and said that he had left something behind, turned around and went back to Ah Ping's small house.

Wang Anfeng and the others were a little suspicious, but Fu Mo walked out again after just a dozen breaths, his feet did not touch the ground, and he caught up with everyone like a flying immortal.

The look on his face was very refreshed, as if he had solved a certain knot.

In the somewhat old room, Ah Ping looked at the mechanism doll left by the old master in his hand, with a strange face, although he was young, but his heart was far more mature than his peers, and he didn't pay much attention to the things he played, so he just put them aside casually, and then went to clean up the house.

This is the new home.

The boy's eyes were almost lit up.

I was busy until the evening, after eating with my father, Ah Ping lay on the bed, tossing and turning alone and couldn't sleep, so I had the heart to take care of this organ, and only played with it casually twice, but unexpectedly, the organist changed suddenly, and the wooden palm was flexibly held on the hilt of the sword behind him, like a swordsman drawing his sword out of the sheath, and suddenly stabbing forward, and the momentum was outstanding.

Ah Ping's heart almost stopped, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the person in front of him.

The summer night was hot, so I didn't close the window, and at this time there was moonlight pouring in, shrouding the organ man who was still a little rough and rough, and he was holding a sword and slashing, with a powerful posture, and there were seventy-eight acupoints on his body that were dotted with red dots, connected into lines, like a hundred rivers converging in the dantian.

"This, this is ......"

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