After subduing Hou San, Han Qianyu and Jiang Mengrou were also stable that night. Jiang Mengrou slept in bed for a night, while Han Qianyu took a nap in case there was any more accidents.

The sky was bright, Han Qianyu and the others left the inn and walked around the village, firstly to inquire about the situation in Wangyueya, and secondly, to solve problems.

There are also many small merchants and vendors in the village, but they are not as lively as the villages under the Dementor Forest Mountain.

Han Qianyu is very curious about everything, he rarely sees these various things, just like a child's longing for toys and a girl's longing for gorgeous clothes.

Jiang Mengrou's curiosity didn't seem to be weaker than Han Qianyu's, after all, she rarely went out, and every time she went out, she carried out various orders given by her master. And this time, she has a rare opportunity to experience the prosperity of the outside world.

There are countless people on the side streets, who sell and sing, and even those who set up rings to fight.

Indeed, walking on this street, nine out of ten of the people who came in front of him were martial cultivators, and the Qi Gathering Realm and even the Condensation Realm were all grasping a handful. Therefore, the cultivation of Han Qianyu and Jiang Mengrou is not outstanding.

Han Qianyu and Jiang Mengrou walked leisurely and continued to wander.

"Sell sugar gourds! Sell sugar gourds!"

Hearing this continuous shouting, Han Qianyu's eyes lit up. He had eaten this thing a few years ago when he was living in the mountains, but it seemed that he had forgotten the taste after so much time.

And now, hearing this childhood delicacy that suddenly rings in my ears, it seems as if everything was yesterday.

Jiang Mengrou's beautiful eyes also flickered, and she looked into the distance.

I saw a middle-aged uncle strolling over with a large amount of sugar gourds.

Han Qianyu and Jiang Mengrou greeted them together.

"Uncle, how do you sell this sugar gourd?" Jiang Mengrou asked first, her voice was very sweet.

"What a beautiful girl, others and I sell two strings of gold coins, if it is a girl, sell four strings. Uncle said with a pleasant face.

Jiang Mengrou was full of joy, her jade hand kept groping on her body, and after a long time, her pretty face finally revealed a faint sense of disappointment. Staying in the sect all day long to cultivate with her master, she seems to have forgotten the concept of money.

"I'll do it. Han Qianyu took out the storage bag, took out four gold coins from it, handed them to the middle-aged uncle, and said, "Uncle, take sixteen strings." ”

"Gotcha!"

The middle-aged uncle accepted the gold coin, took out sixteen strings and handed it to Han Qianyu.

The big and red sugar gourd makes the mouth water just by looking at it.

Han Qianyu handed Jiang Mengrou ten strings, and kept six strings for herself.

Jiang Mengrou was as happy as a child when she saw the sugar gourd. Now, she is no longer walking with Han Qianyu without any care.

The two of them continued to wander the street, and the smiles on their faces grew brighter. This is the most fun they have ever had, there is no fighting, no deceit, and there is warmth everywhere.

"Come on, take a look, take a look, a nice and fun rattle!"

Another shouting.

I saw that the crowd gathered in one place and formed a circle, as if something big was about to happen.

Han Qianyu and Jiang Mengrou saw the situation and followed the crowd together.

In the center of the crowd is a middle-aged man in his forties, holding a small and delicate rattle in his hand, only to see the middle-aged man constantly shaking the drum, it is actually a burst of beautiful music, very melodious, sometimes tactful, sometimes ethereal, sometimes passionate, refreshing, such as putting people in a fantasy.

"Daddy, I'm going to play the rattle. ”

A three- or four-year-old child tugged at the man's clothes beside him, and begged with great thirst, the child's big eyes were watery, and he looked innocent and childish.

"Big brother, how do you sell the wave drum? Can you sell me one? The man couldn't resist the child next to him, so he had to ask.

"I am a rattle, and I don't want money, but I don't want money, but if you have the ability, you take it. The middle-aged man with a rattle in his hand responded.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Hehe, my rattle is made of special materials, and the price is very high, I heard that Mochizuki Village is a village of martial arts. If you want a rattle, you can come up and bet 30 gold coins for a competition, and those who can get it. The middle-aged man explained.

As soon as these words were finished, two voices sounded one after another.

"I want it!"

"Such a treasure, of course it belongs to me!"

While speaking, two people walked out of the crowd, both of them were sturdy, one was dressed in green clothes, with a leopard's head and eyes, and the other was dressed in black, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. These two people are in their early twenties, and their cultivation is around the fifth level of the Condensation Realm.

Seeing the two of them, the child's father sighed helplessly and comforted, "Bao'er, we don't want that thing." "He is not a martial artist, and he doesn't know martial arts, so he naturally doesn't dare to fight with those two men.

"I want it, I want it!" said the child, still tugging at the man's clothes.

Jiang Mengrou's beautiful eyes also flashed at this time, and she was a little moved.

"Do you like it?" asked Han Qianyu.

Jiang Mengrou nodded, but she was penniless.

"Wait, I'll get it for you. Han Qianyu grinned and squeezed out of the crowd.

"Rattle, I'm going to do it. Han Qianyu took out sixty gold coins and placed them on the table in front of the middle-aged man.

The man in green and the man in black glanced at each other, both shocked by Han Qianyu's sudden behavior, they came first, but they didn't want Han Qianyu to take the lead. Moreover, Han Qianyu's bet was actually sixty gold coins.

The middle-aged man clearly said that he only needed to bet thirty gold coins, but Han Qianyu bet sixty gold coins.

Everyone understood what Han Qianyu wanted, and they all cast curious glances at him.

The middle-aged man was embarrassed to say to the three people, "I'm sorry, little brothers, I only have two sides of the rattle here, if you want it, only two people can get it." ”

"Uncle, I bet sixty gold coins, and I want them to compete with me. If I win, both drums will be mine, and if they win, they will be one for each other, how about it?" Han Qianyu asked.

“......”

Han Qianyu's inexplicable idea made everyone unbelievable. The three of them have the same breath, but Han Qianyu actually threatened to fight two, is it too arrogant?

"Little brother, you have a very good idea, but I still have to ask for their consent. The middle-aged man said helplessly.

"No need to ask, I agreed. The man in black was gearing up, looking eager to try.

"Heh, crazy boy, I want to see how many pounds and taels you have. The man in Tsing Yi was also not convinced.

In their opinion, Han Qianyu's blatant provocation of the two of them was simply an insult and contempt for them. I can't swallow this breath.

"Since there are no objections, let's start!" the middle-aged man spread his hands helplessly.

The onlookers stepped back one after another, making room for the three of them.

Jiang Mengrou is also beautiful, full of curiosity.

"Let's go together!" Han Qianyu said to the two.

"What a rampant boy, I'll meet you. ”

The man in black rushed out first, and his bowl-sized fist slammed towards Han Qianyu's chest.

The rich vitality flowed between the fists, quickly repelling the surrounding air currents.

Before this punch reached Han Qianyu's body, it blew his clothes flying, although his aura was powerful, he didn't move.

"Looking for death?"

Everyone's eyes were glazed, and it turned out to be just a little kid who could talk big. The man in Tsing Yi hadn't made a move yet, and Han Qianyu seemed to have been suppressed in the eyes of everyone.

However, the truth is not what everyone expected.

I saw Han Qianyu quickly raise his right leg and sweep it down in countless frightened eyes and rapid breathing, like a broom sweeping the ground, decisive and quick.

Syllable!

The arm of the man in black was swept away, and his body also rotated a few times in the direction of the sudden force, making him dizzy, and it was difficult to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

Everyone began to think that this was just an arrogant boy boasting about Haikou, but they didn't want to really have two brushes.

"What a waste, I'll come!"

The man in Tsing Yi couldn't bear to see it, so he stepped out in one step, spread out his arms, and slammed out towards Han Qianyu at the same time, one left and one right, quite domineering, and his vitality flowed like flowing water in his arms.

"Evil Tiger Pounces!"

Han Qianyu stepped out in one step, only to see that the sturdy figure had reached the front of him, and two punches shot out, one in front and one behind.

Before the man in Tsing Yi could touch Han Qianyu's body with his arms, his body was bombarded by a stone-like hard fist, and as a result, he fell backwards on his back and fell to the ground.

"It's so strong!"

Many people took a deep breath and were stunned. One move overturns one person, and they are all martial arts cultivators of the same realm, this young man is really not simple. I'm afraid that none of the Condensation Realm martial cultivators present are his opponents, right?

A faint smile appeared on Jiang Mengrou's pretty face. Han Qianyu's growth rate is amazing. Although she can easily solve those two people, she can't be as easy as Han Qianyu. She felt that Han Qianyu's strength was catching up with her, and even surpassing her.

"What? Do you two still want to play?"

Han Qianyu stretched out his hand at the two of them, trying to pull them up.

"Don't play, don't play. The man in black shook his head repeatedly, a little embarrassed.

"I won't fight anymore, the things will be yours. The man in Tsing Yi also shook his head and refused.

Han Qianyu is simply terrifying, the two of them together may not be opponents, but they will lose a little more slowly.

"Well, I laughed it off. Han Qianyu felt happy in her heart, and walked towards the middle-aged man with a swagger.

"Uncle, can you give me those two drums?" Han Qianyu said politely.

The middle-aged man nodded, grabbed the other rattle on the table, and handed the drum in both hands to Han Qianyu at the same time. He said that those who can drum waves can get it, and Han Qianyu is that capable person.

Han Qianyu took a drum with one hand and was very happy. However, he didn't immediately walk towards Jiang Mengrou, but walked in the direction of the child first.

"Here, little brother, this is your wave drum!" Han Qian handed the wave drum in one hand to the child, very kind.

The child took the wave and smiled, "Thank you, brother!"

With a rattle in his hand, the child's heart blossomed.