Beside the cyan stone street, a variety of flags fluttered slowly with the early summer breeze, the shopkeeper sitting behind the counter supported his chin with his hand, busy taking a nap, the clerk at the door to solicit customers was shining, unwilling to let go of any possible customer, the stall vendors next to the storefront, or pushing a cart, or spreading out old cloth, one by one shouting loudly, as if secretly competing to see whose voice was the loudest.

The streets are full of people, rich boys in brocade shirts, farmers in coarse cloth and short brown, flattering family members in blue and white cloth clothes, and white-sidedness Taoist priests in plain robes...... They are all surging forward in the flow of people, and all the beings in the floating world seem to be compressed into this small street at this moment.

The two children in the horn chased one after the other, and ran past a young ranger in white with a sword, and the young ranger quietly moved a step sideways without a trace, making way for the two children who were smiling happily with a string of big brown sugar gourds in their hands.

Looking at the backs of the two who were already very small, but at this time they were getting smaller little by little, the white-clothed ranger smiled slightly, and then walked towards the vendor selling sugar gourds in the distance.

The world here is very good.

The tip of his nose fluttered slightly, smelling the smell of roasted sweet potatoes in the air, the smell of rouge passing by the woman, the smell of wine from the restaurant in the distance, and the sweet smell of the hot sugar gourd in his hand, which had just been coated with sugar and had not yet completely cooled, the ranger in white felt that his mood was like a bowstring that had been taut for too long, slowly relaxing.

The breeze blew away the heat of the sun, which had not yet risen to the zenith.

Xun Ming bit the sugar gourd in his hand, and followed the flow of people aimlessly, and when the sugar gourd in his hand was only the last hawthorn, his vision suddenly broadened, and a huge "stage" came into his eyes.

Xun Ming, who was thinking in his heart, "Eh, this family's sugar gourd is good, I actually know how to go to the core, and I can bring that crazy girl to eat it next time when I have time", Xun Ming looked up, and saw the big "stage" full of people inside and out, and suddenly became a little curious, he bit off the only remaining hawthorn, casually put the bamboo stick into the storage ring, and walked towards the crowd that wrapped the "stage" tightly.

After all, a monk is a monk, although he is only a half-hung "little monk" in the Cave Heaven Realm, but in the world, he can also be called an "immortal"!

It didn't take much effort, Xun Ming shuttled through layers of "human walls" like a snow-white swimming fish, and came to the front row of the crowd.

As soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, he saw a middle-aged man in a brown brocade shirt, sturdy like a bear, arching his hand to the stage on the "stage", saying "The next thing is to see the skills of the heroes", and then retreated to the stand set up behind the "stage".

Xun Ming, who was a little confused, was slightly stunned, and then saw a black-clothed figure flash onto the "stage", and yelled, "Miss Chen, I want to be your dog!" Later, a reckless man who jumped on the "stage" almost at the same time on the opposite side knocked down the "stage" with a punch, and after shaking his feet, his neck was crooked, unconscious.

Then Xun Ming, who was a little dumbfounded, watched one after another of all kinds of figures, old and young, successively appeared on the "stage", and when he reacted, the figures on the stage had already changed several waves.

What the hell is this...... It turned out to be the ring......

Seeing that the people on the stage were getting more and more uneven, after all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods came out, the white-clothed ranger felt that his skull was a little painful, he patted the "thin monkey" boy next to him who was eager to try from the beginning, and asked:

"Little brother, what are they doing here?"

The "thin monkey" listened to this fool-like question, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, and secretly laughed at the fact that he had lost a dog's competitor, and a look of disdain appeared on his face, and he turned his head impatiently and said:

"I don't know why you're squeezing in front of you? This is our general's mansion recruiting relatives in a competition! Catch the wheel battle, and the person who can stay on the stage in the end is the uncle of the General's Mansion! That glory and wealth will give you a kid to eat, and you can't finish it for a few lifetimes! ”

Unconsciously said that his eyebrows fluttered, as if he had become the aunt of the general's mansion, the thin monkey boy casually glanced at the face of the fool beside him, and then he was stunned in place, like a carved stone carving.

Damn, how can this kid look better than a woman......

Careless!

All of a sudden, the thin monkey who seemed to be on the verge of a great enemy looked stunned all of a sudden, and began to think about the position of his uncle, and he felt even more bad in his heart.

But what he didn't know was that the white-clothed ranger in front of him was already scolding in his heart at this time.

Of the few people in this country who can be called "generals", there should be only one Fu at home......

Damn, it's the wrong way!

I said why I didn't walk for so long, and the feelings were bypassed for him in the mountains!

According to Xun Ming's original plan, he was going to go to the east side of Biancheng, which is not too far away, to eat a few famous snack streets there, and then turned around and marched to the south, but he was about to go to the frontier after going too far!

Then the thin monkey boy just looked at the ranger's face, which first turned slightly white, and then quickly became as black as the bottom of a pot.

He frowned and tilted his head in confusion, and then saw the ranger in front of him disappear in place all of a sudden, he was stunned at first, and then his heart sank as if he suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to look at the ring with wide eyes, but unexpectedly saw the ranger who was dressed in white and straddled with a black sword at his waist.

The stranger of the dog's house!

Xun Ming on the stage skillfully untied the long sword at his waist, still on one side of the ring, and then with one hand behind his back, one hand stretched forward, palm up, and beckoned to the shirtless man on the other side of the ring, signaling to start fighting.

The long hair in white is indescribably chic.

The crowd in the audience erupted into a burst of inverted colors.

Of course, these cheers come from those who want to go on stage, or who have already been knocked off the stage, and the cheers of the real spectators are completely pressed into the floor by the loud voices of those sour men.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, this can be regarded as Xun Ming's response to the inverted colors in the audience, of course, he can't care about the audience, but as long as he is on stage, then wait to "learn" martial arts with him.

When people are in a bad mood, they just need some proper venting.

And the applause of those sour men is to completely erase the remaining bit of unbearability in Xun Ming's heart, of course, he is also a dignified "Great Cultivator of the Cave Heaven Realm", and he will not use realm cultivation to bully mortals.

Just polish your martial arts and physique by the way.

When he came back to his senses, the sturdy man had already rushed in front of him, his bare muscles bulging high, and he punched him straight in the face.

The ruthlessness is good, it should be a little bit of a personal grudge, that is, a little slow.

Xun Ming's eyes, the big man's movements are clearly visible, he turned his body slightly, did not retreat but advanced, the right palm of the front body was retracted, and the right elbow was habitually about to be pushed out at the same time as the center of gravity was lowered, but it was Panasonic at the moment of the elbow, and it was replaced by a horizontal palm "cut" on the waist of the big man.

So in the eyes of the audience, it was the white-clothed ranger who took a step in place, and the sturdy man who was as strong as a buffalo covered his waist and fell to the ground with pain on his face.

In an uproar, the eyes of the middle-aged man in brocade clothes on the top of the stage lit up slightly, and he straightened his sitting posture a little.

At the end of the street in the distance, a strange scholar in white with a fan but a wide open front narrowed his eyes slightly, and then turned into the nameless alley beside him.

After a while, the scholar who had changed into a tight suit walked out of the alley and walked to the overcrowded "stage".