"You go east, here, you can walk to Qingyang Town in about an hour, if you go west, you have to walk for several days to be able to reach other states, you are a scholar, you still have to move in Yangzhou, the west is very dangerous." pointed to Fang Zheng, after the swordsman finished eating the steamed buns, he straightened the square hat on his head, and then seemed to have something else, and quickly left towards the west.

And Fang Zheng also got a simple hint in his ear that he had come to the wild of Yangzhou.

"Let's go, for an hour, I don't know if it's according to the foot strength of this swordsman, or the speed of ordinary people." Saying that, Fang Zheng picked up the backpack that he had probably prepared for himself at hand, and accelerated towards this Qingyang Town.

Before walking, Fang Zheng endured nausea and refined the corpse, and after getting a few genetic factors from several corpses, he walked quickly at a speed that allowed him to adapt, and at the same time he was adapting to the world.

Feel the qi in the body that should have been able to condense all the time, but in this world, Fang Zheng really thought the same as he thought before, although each world is very powerful, but the result is that if he wants to use things from world A, he forcibly induces in world B, and the result is just like he is now. was supposed to keep himself invincible at the same level, but sure enough, the absorption speed was reduced to one-tenth.

Although Fang Zheng was still able to give full play to his combat effectiveness, it made Fang Zheng very uncomfortable, because of the appearance of this swordsman, Fang Zheng thought about fighting with him in his heart, and found that he was probably not his opponent. So the sense of crisis makes Founder want to maintain the strongest state.

And because of his previous attempts, absorbing the world's genetic factors, I felt that if I could change my genes to suit the world, not only would the use of qi be very fast, but also after I figured out the armor nerves, the process of gathering qi, raising nails, and so on would definitely be faster.

It's just that this kind of thing is still easy to say after it gets to a safe place, so Fang Zheng quickly came to the surroundings of this Qingyang Town, and started to look into the distance, and there was a fairly eye-catching archway here, and the Qingyang Town with three simplified Chinese characters on it made Fang Zheng a little speechless.

However, after stepping onto the stone road, Fangzheng, whose feet were full of mud, walked from the mud to the solid ground, which is really not a feeling that can be described in one word.

From the place where there are basically no people to the town, Fang Zheng can finally feel an atmosphere from the surrounding antique, although the structure is a wooden single room, but it makes people feel that it is compact, which is the atmosphere that he has seen in the movies and tries to create, but always makes himself feel very fake.

"Guest officer, why don't you come in and take a look, all of them are good iron weapons, slashing people one by one!"

"What I have here is a good baby, the price is affordable, buy a sword and get a scabbard! Buy a knife and get a scabbard! ”

"A century-old brand, an ancestral iron-striking technique!"

……

It's just that this is not an ordinary store, but a blacksmith shop not far away, and after entering, Fang Zheng saw at least more than a dozen.

But fortunately, after all, not everyone lives by striking iron, so after going through this journey, those who sell oil-paper umbrellas, cloth, and jewelry are ...... Whether they know each other or not, these Fangzheng appear in front of Fangzheng's eyes, ordinary people stop around, women ask if the people around them are good-looking in front of the jewelry stall, and the children are pulled by their parents, but their eyes can't leave the strings of sugar gourds.

On the left is a stall of a fortune teller who sells paintings and writing, on the left is a small shop with charms and incense burners, and in front of you is a shroud shop with paper figures wiping coffins in the middle of the house. Fang Zheng is like a hillbilly, looking around, to be honest, Fang Zheng feels very novel.

Walking all the way, just when Fang Zheng didn't know what he should do, there were a large number of people's billboards in front of him, so that Fang Zheng couldn't help but lean over.

"Who is this Zhuge Wolong, who is worth tens of thousands of taels of gold?"

"You don't know this, this bounty has been hanging for many years, time has been increasing, and the bounty is also increasing, but I just can't find the main owner, I heard that this guy is really a powerful character, and he is actually planning to overthrow the country, isn't this looking for death, but people still have the ability, our Yuezhou near Yangzhou City has fallen, and Youzhou is also soon, alas, I'm afraid that when the time comes, it will be our people who are unlucky!"

Hearing the words of these two people, Fang Zheng somehow suddenly thought of the swordsman he had seen before, could it be that he didn't let himself go out of Yangzhou to the west because of the danger over there?

Just when Fang Zheng was thinking about this, a man wearing a beard suit, a headscarf on his head, and armor on his body pushed away a few people, looked at the portraits of other people except Zhuge Wolong, and took them off directly.

"Get out of the way, don't stop the uncle from getting rich!" Two more people who were almost dressed came over, and then they pushed and shoved the people around them, while holding the portrait, they directly pulled out their knives and shouted: "Don't move, let's see, whether you are wanted criminals, who dares to run around and cut whom!" ”

A few people were like bullies here, and after finishing speaking, none of the people around them dared to move, and Fang Zheng hadn't walked into these people yet, so he turned around and left directly.

On the road, there were all kinds of blades in their hands, and the people who were in a hurry walked through wave after wave, but after being brutally hit by a few people, they couldn't get angry, the reason is very simple, these people are actually the strength of the lower rank above the silver level!

I felt like I had won the first martial arts club in the world before, and I was already depressed because of the silver everywhere here, and after walking into a small hotel nearby with a basket on his back, Fang Zheng was about to say something to eat, but the other party spoke first.

"Look at the way your kid is carrying a basket, it's Jibaozhai who sent him to collect the accounts, I said, the people who collected the accounts before are all dead, you kid might as well be cheap for me, don't collect the accounts." The boss's moustache betrayed his cunning.

After the shopkeeper on the side finished serving tea to the guests, he also said in response: "That's it, I really don't know what you poor scholars are trying to do, after receiving the account, you really went back the same way, how much can your style and bones be worth?" ”

Accounts receivable? Stunned for a moment, Fang Zheng thought of the back basket he took casually, there was really an account book in it, but after Fang Zheng saw that it was knocked down by himself before, and on the account book that was soaked with rain, the ink had almost disappeared, and he secretly cursed in his heart that he was unlucky, he actually lacked a means to get some silver taels, it was really unlucky.

"Boss, bring me your stubs and show me, this is a new way to collect debts." Fang Zheng's face remained unchanged, but this sentence seemed to the treacherous boss to be fraudulent, so after directly dodging the account book in Fang Zheng's hand, the boss looked at the account book that had no account on it, and sneered and threw the account book directly.

"Fuck you, there's no account, what do you collect, fuck off!"

"That's it, get out!" directly grabbed the back basket beside Fang Zheng and threw it out, the shopkeeper's face was extremely ugly.

Where is the simplicity of these people's performance, the boss and the shopkeeper are mercenary, and the people on the street are extremely suspicious of the people around them, and the thoughts of jealousy are almost written on their faces. Those who go around arresting people looking for people who resemble portraits, although they say that they are looking for wanted criminals, but they are even more ruthless than wanted criminals, both men and women.

This world made Fang Zheng feel very uncomfortable in his heart, especially the shopkeeper who kicked at him in front of him and wanted to kick him out, so that Fang Zheng's anger bar was directly filled and directly detonated.

"Smack!" One hand grabbed the hand of the shopkeeper, and after the internal force was instilled into the hand, Fang Fang faced the bronze-level shopkeeper in front of him, and said coldly with a sinking face: "It's just that you got the wrong account book, and you're going to kick me out?" Who do you think you are! ”

"Smack!" The other hand was slammed into the face of the shopkeeper, Fang Zheng was pulling Xiao'er's leg, so even if Xiao'er was slapped out by himself, he still didn't leave his control, so he looked at Xiao'er who wanted to fall down, Fang Zheng pulled the other party's leg hard, and then pulled it towards him, and kicked him in the stomach.

This time Fang Zheng let go, and after Xiao'er was kicked by Fang Zheng on the wine jar, he smashed two bottles of wine and fell to the ground, and the boss's face stiffened for a while, obviously he didn't expect that the scholar who came to collect the accounts this time was still a practitioner.

The people sitting here drinking tea and eating saw this scene and began to coax.

"Apologize." Walking over step by step, Fang Zheng stepped on the stomach of the shopkeeper, picked up the small bottle of wine on the higher shelf, and then said again: "Apologize to me." ”

"You...... You dare to do it in our shop, do you know who covers our shop! ”

"Smack!" The wine jar smashed heavily on the face of the shopkeeper, and Fang Zheng looked at the shopkeeper who was full of blood, and his feet were also hard, and he said coldly: "I asked you to apologize, didn't you understand?" ”

"You!"

"Smack!" Another jar of wine smashed into the shopkeeper's face, and Fang Zheng said coldly: "Don't let me say it again, I'll kill you next time!" ”

"I ......" looked at Fang Zheng's face that didn't look like he was joking, the shopkeeper's face turned from blue to red, and under the threat of his life, the shopkeeper could only say unwillingly: "I, I'm sorry......"

"Humph!" Snorted coldly and let go of the shopkeeper, Fang Zheng turned around.

This time, the people around looked at the scholar dressed up, and muttered in their hearts, the scholar is really a scholar, even if it is violent, it is to the point of making the other party apologize for those inexplicable etiquette, and even if he offends the store.

However, just before Fang Zheng was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and smashed the last jar of wine into his eyes, revealing viciousness, and after cursing Fang Zheng's shopkeeper in a low voice, he directly smashed the other party unconscious, Fang Zheng said coldly: "If you go to Nima, you don't dare to scold people in person, you deserve to die." ”