Ye Hao walked out of this remote alley and came to the streets of Yancheng.

"The view was ok. Ye Hao looked at the passers-by who came and went holding oil-paper umbrellas, and was shocked.

The streets of Yancheng with a very classical charm are not comparable to those movie theaters, and the stacked buildings around them are all genuine wooden buildings, and there are horse-drawn carriages passing on the red brick paved roads.

Ye Hao snorted, while watching the beautiful scenery, he pondered how he should get into the Begonia Poetry Club, and heard the two people just now say that the seats in the last row will be sold for ten ingots of silver, where can he go to do so much, in those costume TV series that Ye Hao watched, ten ingots of silver can open a restaurant to do business.

Ye Hao pondered for a long time and didn't come up with a name, and shouted: "Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and it will ...... when the time comes."

Ye Hao hadn't finished speaking.

The surrounding pedestrians scattered to both sides of the road in panic, as if they were hiding from something.

"Hmm, what's the situation?" Ye Hao came back to his senses from thinking, why did these people hide far away as if they had seen the king of Hades?

Ye Hao looked back unhurriedly, a speeding carriage on the way rammed into him, Ye Hao didn't have time to dodge, he was already close to his face when he found out.

Bang!

The carriage directly knocked Ye Hao several meters away, and Ye Hao rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

When the coachman saw that he had killed someone, he immediately grabbed the reins, stopped the two horses, and braked the car.

"Huh, what's the park?"

A man dressed in gold and silver in the carriage had a smoking gun in his mouth, poked his head full of stubble out of the carriage, and saw Ye Hao lying on the ground.

"My lord, what shall we do?" asked the coachman in the carriage to the man with the smoking gun.

The smoking gun man looked at Ye Hao, who was lying on the ground, took a puff of cigarette, and said in a foggy voice: "Just run it over." ”

When the coachman got the order, he wanted to pull the reins of the horse and crush Ye Hao directly to death, but Ye Hao got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body, like no one.

"It doesn't hurt at all! It's like tickling, is this the power of Jindan?"

Ye Hao glanced at himself, with some surprise in his eyes.

"My lord, what should I do? The man is still alive. "The coachman was in a hurry.

The smoking gun man was a little unhappy, how could he not even crush a person to death, he spit out a puff of cigarette, and said disapprehantly: "Just run it over." ”

The driver thought of the cigarette gunman's family background, and he was relieved, the money for a human life is equivalent to the money used by the cigarette gunman to buy sugar gourds, which is a drop in the bucket.

As soon as the coachman pulled the reins, the two horses began to step towards Ye Hao.

"I'm grass!

Ye Hao's exchange of Ling Bo Weibu from the system mall was directly cultivated to the peak realm, Ye Hao performed Ling Bo Weibu, without any preparation, directly took off to control the qi and fly, skillfully dodged the carriage that was coming towards him, and after stepping a few steps in the air, a middle two brown bear fell into the net and landed on the carriage.

The coachman looked at Ye Hao like a ghost, and his mouth was big.

"The cost of the decoction. Ye Hao shook his hair, his electric eyes were pressing, and he said to the coachman with a smile.

"Great, hero, I'm just a cart puller. The coachman said in alarm.

"Forehead ......"

Ye Hao was a little embarrassed, and went directly into the carriage to find the main owner of the accident.

Ye Hao entered the carriage, looking at the man in front of him who was wearing gold and silver, with a stubble on his face, he stretched out a hand and claimed from the man with a smoking gun: "The cost of the soup medicine." ”

The man with the smoking gun did not panic, he took a puff of cigarette lightly, and slowly spit it out for a long time.

"Good skills. The man nodded and said appreciatively.

Ye Hao: "???"

Not only did you hit me, but you wanted to continue to crush me after I stood up, and you actually had a good skill?

Ye Hao burst out of an evil fire in his mind, and said coldly: "I changed my mind, I don't want the cost of soup and medicine, but seeing that you are still in a carriage, you should be richer." ”

The smoker man nodded and said, "Good vision." ”

Ye Hao's fists were clenched, although he was not injured in any way, but in order to get the soup fee, he resisted the urge to punch the man with a cigarette gun and shoot him in the head, this fat man who smoked was too dragged.

Ye Hao couldn't stand it a little, and said rudely: "Yes, you are paralyzed!

The smoking gun man took a puff of cigarette, touched his own embarrassing stubble, and asked disappreciatively, "How much do you want?"

Ye Hao: "???"

So easy!?So easy!?You actually agreed without intimidating a few more times?Ye Hao was a little stunned.

Ye Hao snorted, pondered for a moment how much money was appropriate, and thought that the seats in the last row of the Begonia Poetry Club would cost ten ingots of silver, Ye Hao thought for a while and said, "Twenty ingots of silver." ”

The smoking gun man's eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan character, the blood vessels on his forehead were a little congested, and the smoking gun man said viciously: "Twenty ingots of silver? You look down on me, I'll give you twenty ingots of gold!"

"Huh?" Ye Hao was a little stunned.

The smoking gun man continued: "A collision is also fate, seeing that your skills are so extraordinary, I think you are also a hero, and it is not a big deal to see you, can you ignore the past suspicions and enjoy a face to accompany me?"

Ye Hao was a little confused, what is this?

However, Ye Hao thought about it carefully, he asked the smoking gun man for the soup medicine fee just to go to the Begonia Poetry Club, and at this time, wouldn't it be better to have a way to go directly to the Begonia Poetry Club?

Although the smoking gun man hit himself, he didn't have anything to do, and the smoking gun man also apologized.

Ye Hao nodded and said: "Okay, then I'll spare you for the time being, it just so happens that I am also going to the Begonia Poetry Club, for the sake of twenty ingots of gold, let's go on the same road." ”

The man with the smoking gun took a puff of his cigarette and said nothing, his face calm.

Ye Hao sat down in the carriage and looked at the stubble man beside him in surprise.

"What are you doing at the Begonia Poetry Club?" Ye Hao asked.

The man with the smoking gun was a little speechless, what kind of stupid question is this? He took a puff of cigarette and replied: "If you don't go to Yancheng, you are not a hero, and if you don't appreciate Begonia, you are not a man, haven't you heard this sentence?"

Ye Hao: "Forehead ......"

The smoking gun man took a puff of his cigarette and said leisurely: "I am determined to win this Begonia Poetry Meeting, I have found the best scholar in the Dayan Dynasty, and the first place position must be a certainty." ”

Ye Hao was surprised and asked, "I heard that you can buy the qualification to see the Drunken Immortal Mansion Oiran only by asking for money, what are you doing with a scholar?"

The smoking gun man glanced at Ye Hao and replied, "I've never been there at first glance, but I don't blame you, that kind of top-level party at the level of a state banquet, if it weren't for a wealthy businessman like me, I really wouldn't dare to go." ”

Ye Hao gritted his teeth, this smoking gun man also offended people when he spoke, and dragged him to the sky.

The smoking gun man continued: "Begonia Poetry Club, just buying seats costs a lot of silver, and the vast majority of people have been eliminated, and after that, they are still eligible to bid, there are no hundreds of millions of taels of gold, that is not on the table, and the top fifty bidders are eligible to really participate in the Begonia Poetry Club." ”

Ye Hao was a little shocked, wow, is it so terrifying brother?

The smoking gun man continued: "After this is the official Begonia Poetry Club, the previous money is equivalent to just buying a ticket to the competition, fifty people who are qualified for the competition will decide the winner in the subsequent poetry competition, only the person who wins the first place can be qualified to see the fairy-like beauty, so that's why I have to bring a scholar." ”

Ye Hao was speechless and asked, "Isn't this poetry contest a poem written by yourself?"

The man with the smoking gun replied: "Drunken Xianlou is not a fool over there, how many of these rich people really understand those poems and songs? If you compose poems yourself, how can you compare? So it is allowed to let a scholar accompany you and compose poems together, so in the end, this is still a contest of money, and the scholar I invited used my 1,000 ingots of gold." ”

Ye Hao thought for a while, poetry and songs, that's not simple, he just copied a few ancient poems from the earth and crushed the audience.

"Can you give me a bid qualification?" Ye Hao asked.

The smoking gun man looked at Ye Hao like a fool, "Hehe, do you know how expensive it is?"

Ye Hao smiled and said nothing, looking at the smoking gun man with electric eyes.

The smoking gun man figured out Ye Hao's intentions, took a puff of cigarette, and said calmly: "There are three carriages behind this carriage, and all of them are my guards, and the least of them are also masters of the Seven Heavens of Body Refining. ”

Half a column of incense after the time.

All the guards were beaten to the ground, and his face was full of bruises, and he begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "Okay! Okay! Don't fight! I'll give you a bid for a qualification?"

Ye Hao clapped his hands, nodded and said, "That's pretty much it." ”