The first day of January 9999 in the Lingwu calendar.

At the beginning of the new year, Yong'an City was empty.

The Yong'an City competition began immediately, and all the people in Yong'an City, regardless of men, women, and children, all dragged their families with their families and rushed to the central square in groups of three or five.

This is a rare day every year, a day when you can meet those immortals who you don't usually see, not to mention, those immortals fight fiercely in the ring, which is really much better than juggling.

And don't want money!

There's a lot to see again!

Wouldn't it be nice to see those immortals who are usually invincible, fighting to the death in the ring.

Ordinary citizens come with such a lively mentality.

Yong'an City is not big, a radius of ten miles, a population of one or two hundred thousand, said small is not small, more than 100,000 people gather in the central square, crowds of people, look up, only see the head, not see the ground.

Don't talk about rubbing shoulders, it's crowding people, huddled together.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

As the sun rose, a strong, fat-headed and big-eared man grunted and glanced at the ring in the central square, and then looked around with his eyes open.

"Your first time, right?"

Next to him, another middle-aged scribe with a thin body, but with a pair of mouse eyes, dressed as a scribe, and carrying a folding fan, glanced at the strong man with a fat head and big ears, closed the folding fan with a bang, knocked it in the palm of his hand, and looked at this strong man with a fat head and big ears funny.

"yes, how do you know?"

Hearing someone reply, the strong man with fat head and big ears looked back, only to see that the middle-aged scribe was thin, folding a fan and a scarf, and looked like a master outside the world, and immediately asked respectfully.

"As soon as I heard what you said, I will know what kind of family the three major families of Yun, Mu and Ye are, they are the top two first-class families in Yong'an City, not to mention that they have been inherited in Yong'an City for more than a hundred years, and the two families like Yun and Mu have been inherited in Yong'an City for more than a thousand years.

Such a thousand-year-old family, even if the city lord sees it, he can be treated politely.

You think, how could such a character come so early!"

As the middle-aged scribe spoke, he opened the folding fan with a snort, swaying it whirring, and the wind blew it, with a good fairy face.

"Yes, yes!"

Where did the fat-headed and big-eared strong man know the twists and turns in Yong'an City, he saw someone explaining, and he seemed to be extremely familiar with Yong'an City, his attitude was more sincere, he bent down and lowered his head to introduce himself: "Contemptible Huang Lao 2, the second in the family, opened a pig killing stall in Qingfeng Town in the countryside, what is the name of Mr.?"

An old Huang who kills pigs, basically has not read a book, and has not seen much of the world, if it weren't for this time I heard that Qingfeng Town had a yellow tiger nicknamed 'Bloodthirsty Tiger', the person of this sect, where would Huang Lao 2 be willing to come to Yong'an City to see the style of Dabi.

Listening to Huang Lao2's respectful question, the middle-aged scribe proudly straightened his chest, and sure enough, he was a vulgar man from the countryside, and raised his head and said, "Under the door of Sage Kong, Huang Shu." ”

"Ah, it turned out to be the family. ”

As soon as the fat-headed and big-eared Huang Lao2 heard that the middle-aged scribe's surname was Huang, he was immediately overjoyed, raised his fat hands and grabbed Huang Shu, and said enthusiastically: "But Brother Huang, your father, how can I give you a name for a weasel, how bad it sounds to say." ”

"It's a yellow book, a book to read, not a rat to a mouse!"

Huang Shu hated others to pronounce his name as a yellow rat the most, and when he heard Huang Lao Er say this, he immediately straightened his face, snorted coldly, and replied coldly.

"Ah, Brother Huang, don't be surprised, my broken mouth is uneducated!"

Snapping twice, Huang Lao 2 shook his hand and gave himself two mouths, the old sound, the fat-headed and big-eared strong man was anxious to apologize to the middle-aged scribe Huang Shu, "Countryman, read less, Brother Huang forgive me, in this way, after the big competition is over, the elder brother will call the shots and put a table for Brother Huang, which can be regarded as an apology." ”

"Oh!"

Huang Shu's eyes lit up, grunting, and his throat surged gloomily, spending so many words with a strong man with a fat head and big ears, why?

It's not for a few bites of rice!

However, Huang Shu was happy in his heart, and he still had a winter-like expression on his face, and glanced at Huang Lao2 with disdain: "It's okay, if you have any questions, just ask! ”

"Brother Huang, thank you!"

The fat-headed and big-eared Huang Lao 2 was not happy, he was violent when he first came, and it was when he was confused, and now someone can finally answer, and immediately asked the first question: "This Yong'an City is a big competition, what kind of comparison is it?"

"You don't even know that?"

Huang Shu turned his head strangely, looking at Huang Lao 2 like a fool, Yong'an City Dabi is once a year, inherited for thousands of years, and now in the town under the jurisdiction of Yong'an City, there are still people who don't know the rules of Yong'an City, it's just ridiculous.

"Hey, hey!"

Huang Lao2 raised his hand and touched his forehead in embarrassment.

"Well, since you don't know, I'll tell you. ”

Seeing Huang Lao 2 like this, Huang Shu rolled his eyes, but thinking that this fat-headed and big-eared strong man was still good at something, he patiently analyzed: "The rules of the Yongan City competition are very simple, draw lots, the winner goes up, the loser goes down, it's simple and direct." ”

Speaking of this, Huang Shu stretched out his hand again: "Have you seen the four small rings next to the central ring?"

After a pause, seeing Huang Lao 2 looking over, Huang Shu continued: "Those four small rings are the rings used to draw lots against each other. ”

"What about the central ring?"

Huang Lao2's eyes flashed, and he asked a little distractedly. The four small rings are obviously more than one notch lower than the central ring.

"Central Ring?"

As if he had heard some joke, Huang Shu flicked his hand and said with a dumb smile: "Let's wait for these people to advance to a few rounds."

What kind of place is the central ring, that is where the city lord and the heads of the three major families of Yun, Ye, and Mu have to pay attention to. Some incompetent people went to the central ring, didn't that stain the eyes of the city lord and the heads of the three major families!"

After Huang Shu finished speaking, he looked at Huang Lao 2 with a smile.

"That's, that's!"

Huang Lao 2 raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, with an embarrassed face, what is the identity of the city lord and the family of the three major families, of course those incompetent people can't stain the eyes of the head of the three major families.

Seeing Huang Lao 2's face in a cold sweat, Huang Shu was proud in his heart, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he continued: "However, don't underestimate these martial artists. Every year, some of these participating warriors have become famous in one fell swoop, and have won the appreciation of the city lord and the heads of the three major families, and have joined the city lord's mansion and the three major families!"

Speaking of this, Huang Shu's eyes were full of yearning, as if it was an honor to join the City Lord's Mansion and the three major families.

"That's, that's!"

Huang Lao 2 also showed a yearning look, "However, don't the people of the three major families have to participate in the lottery competition?"