I don't know if it's because the official mansion of this world is like this, or if this worshipper is in a hurry to see off Feng Xue and Lao Li, the two "plague gods", in short, only half an hour later, two copies of the road guide were delivered to them.

This so-called road guide is actually a palm-sized piece of bamboo, which is carved with some simple information such as face shape and height in a font similar to Lishu, and there is a word "Zong" after work, and I don't know if it refers to the so-called "Grandmaster Realm" or something else, and on the back of this bamboo piece, it is a delicate imprint that seems to be scalded with a high-temperature soldering iron, which probably plays a dual role of official seal and anti-counterfeiting.

"What's next?" Feng Xue played with the guide in her hand and looked at Lao Li with a somewhat playful expression.

Lao Li didn't care about this, gently rubbed the engraved words with his thumb, and paused for a moment before saying:

"Go to the bazaar."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be worried that Feng Xue would not be able to react, and added-

"There are so many ingredients in the inn, it is impossible for this small county to be self-sufficient."

"I see." Feng Xue nodded suddenly, although Lao Li often made mistakes after coming to this world, but this kind of problem-solving idea is still worth learning.

……

"It's still an old brother, you're well-informed! Unlike me, I have been nesting in the mountains for more than 40 years, let alone seeing the world, and I have never even touched a woman, so I finally went down the mountain, and I don't even recognize the road......"

Sitting in the makeshift camp, Feng Xue looked at Lao Li, who was chatting with the caravan owner, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart about the social talent of this caravan, just with a few words from the previous Xiao Er and the Demon Killer Division, he completed the character building, not only mixed into the caravan by providing security services by the way, but even chatted with everyone in the caravan at least a few words within two hours.

It is human nature to like to be flattered, and Lao Li himself has a little hypnotic and suggestive ability, which soon made the boss feel like he had been poured ecstasy soup, and started the old man's bragging-

"That's not, I also ran through the Yanzhou trade route back then, don't you know, the demon sect demon over there is called a murderous ah, usually seven or eight caravans get together, hire the entire dart bureau to escort, in order to ensure safety, that is, brother, I am old, and I have earned enough money, so I came back to retire, and the picture is that the boundary of Sizhou is peaceful!"

"Yanzhou is still so chaotic?" Lao Li actually didn't know what Yanzhou was at all, but this did not prevent him from saying this, and sure enough, when the caravan owner heard this, he immediately sighed with some vicissitudes:

"Actually, Yanzhou is already good, at least the government can still call the shots, unlike Qingzhou, since Tianya Pavilion was destroyed ten years ago, it has basically become the world of the Demon Sect, and even the Demon Division can only send people to guard the border, that is, there are 100,000 mountains between Sizhou and Qingzhou, otherwise it will ......"

Speaking of this, the caravan boss seemed to realize that he had lost his words, and immediately snorted haha, no longer talking about this matter, Lao Li did not ask, just shook his head and said:

"It's a good thing to be stable, but the master let the two of us go down the mountain to eliminate the demon guard, who knew that I hadn't even met a thief these days, and I was just blind to this kung fu! Brother, you are well-informed, do you know where there are more people in the rivers and lakes? To put it in my heart, my brother is also greedy for life and afraid of death, I just want to show my face in front of fellow martial artists, as for the ghost place like Qingzhou, I don't want to go. ”

"This guy stopped me, if you want to say it, it must be Yangzhou! After all, it is the base camp of the Hehuan faction, other Jianghu people can live in seclusion in the mountains, and the Hehuan faction is also in seclusion in the Qinglou! ”

The caravan owner obviously didn't know how to pretend to understand, but Lao Li still maintained a flattering look and continued to talk about various clichés, while Feng Xue returned to the tent, planted the hometown tree in the soil in front of him, and put a bowl of water next to it, waiting until the unsettling feeling slowly faded, and then dared to enter the state of cultivation.

If there is no word all night, it is dawn.

The security in this state is so good that it makes people feel abnormal, and they have not even seen a bandit, and everything on the road seems to be extremely calm.

Feng Xue and Lao Li maintained this rhythm of group travel, and it took two months to change seven caravans, and only then did they barely figure out the situation in this world.

This country is called "Chu", there are a total of nineteen states, the closer to Zhongzhou, the more peaceful, such as Sizhou, which is close to Zhongzhou, the law and order is simply surprisingly good, and the closer to the border, the more chaotic.

Now, the land of the three states has been occupied by the demon sect demons, and most of the rest are in a state of war, for there are including Zhongzhou, the core Kyushu is relatively peaceful, but as far as the attitude of the Sizhou Demon Eradication Division towards Feng Xue and the others, I am afraid that the situation here is not much better.

However, most of these caravans are vague about what this so-called demon demon is, and they are basically some things such as "eating children to practice", "bleeding pus", "extremely ugly", and "crazy and bloodthirsty...... For this kind of description, which is obviously full of demonization and is like coaxing a child, Feng Xue feels that the credibility is very doubtful.

But in general, he at least knows that this world, to be precise, this country, is not the same as the regular martial arts world, the famous and decent sects are not allowed to set foot in the rivers and lakes, the demon sect is more like a rebellious religion than the Jianghu sect, and the main members of the ordinary martial arts who make up the rivers and lakes - the individual guests of the rivers and lakes seem to be extremely scarce in this world, but the official demon slayer seems to have a large number of master reserves, even to the extent that each small city can be equipped with four or five grandmasters.

After obtaining these basic information, Lao Li and Feng Xue returned to the Tower of Babylon from Qingyuan County and tried to buy information from the bartender, but the world that met these characteristics was in the bartender, and the catalog alone was more than 2,000 pages.

"No way, make a decision, where to go next? Play your own or keep going? Feng Xue and Lao Li walked out of the door again, and two people in simple disguises stood opposite each other on the simple streets of Qingyuan County.

Lao Li thought about it and didn't give an answer directly, but said in a persuasive tone:

"There should be so much basic information, and then it is not a matter of negotiation to decide, it is better for us to write down the place we want to go to in our hands, and then open it at the same time, if it is the same, then continue to cooperate, if it is different, we will play our own game."

Feng Xue thought about it and felt that this was indeed the case, after all, this thing was not suitable for cooperation, and the reason why she followed Lao Li was just to learn from the experience of the old-timers.

Now, it's time to choose.

"Okay."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them wrote a word in the palm of their hands, and then, at the same time, they unfolded to each other-

"Yan."

"Medium."

"Why Zhongzhou?"

"Why Yanzhou?"

The last thing I like is talking to people about data, because when I talk about it, I see a whole bunch of nonsense.

For example, when I say that the normal speed of the protagonist is 100 kilometers per hour, someone tells me that Bolt's instantaneous speed can reach more than 40 kilometers per hour...... You know that's instantaneous speed, huh? You let him run for a minute!

And the one that counts as forceful, as soon as I say this thing, I meow back to the clever bird in the paradox...... As a result, this encounter is even more outrageous......

You are counting the "force", as the name suggests, it refers to the "strength to bear", not the "power needed", it is the endurance, not the explosive force, understand?

Take your example of an airplane, the one you calculate is the force that the aircraft takes when it breaks the sound barrier, and the corresponding force considers the strength of the material, not the thrust of the engine, understand?

When a person breaks the sound barrier, the fist has to bear several tons of force, not that you can use a few tons of power to hit a fist that breaks through the sound barrier, understand?

Or to put it another way, the front of the mud truck is equipped with a fist-sized impact angle, and the force on this fist is more than a dozen tons, right? But does it break the sound barrier?

(End of chapter)