"Is this the White Forest Country? It's a little different from what I imagined......"

Walking out of the airport and looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, the corners of Feng Xue's mouth rose slightly.

In the cognition of the people of Buda Ali, Bai Linguo's painting style should be the kind of person who is a big guy, everyone is a muscle weirdo, and he is a strong man when he opens and closes his mouth......

Although he didn't think so, after two months of schooling in Buda Ali, this perception seemed to have unconsciously entered his impression.

"Speaking of which, in the ideal country, people also think that the women of Buda Ali will tattoo silver tattoos......"

Shaking his head, he went through the jokes of various regional blacks in this world, not because he liked this set, but because this world is full of all kinds of hell jokes, and the regional black itself belongs to the category of very common hell jokes.

For example, when it comes to Bailang's best-selling products, if you don't pay attention to it, you may become a skeleton shelf, and if you don't make a good draft first, you may become something strange because you order a cup of frozen milk tea at a drink shop.

The picture of the three agricultural machines combined and transformed into a combine harvester is still vivid!

However, although not everyone in Bai Linguo is a muscular man, but if you sweep it casually, you can also see that the people are still martial, such as a pair of Emei thorns in the roadside aunt's grocery bag, and a beautiful woman in a black silk short skirt can faintly see a row of flying knives under the skirt that floats from time to time because of walking, and even the seemingly thin office workers with gold wire glasses can also see what murder weapons may be hidden in them from the slightly strange creases on the belt.

Looking at such a look where everyone knows martial arts, Feng Xue thought about it, and immediately found an alley without monitoring and got in, and when he came out again, he had already changed his clothes.

In terms of face, he just made some minor adjustments to make himself look older and more like a native of Bailin, but his clothes have completely changed his painting style, the original casual clothes have become a common practice clothes in Bailin Country, and the guitar case behind him has been put away and replaced with an erhu that looks a little old.

However, if you look closely, you can see that there is a faint unnatural bulge in the sleeve of his right arm, and experienced people can easily tell that there is a guy hidden there.

Although it seems that there has not changed much, in the eyes of the people of Bailin, they are already a complete local.

Speaking fluent Bailin dialect, Feng Xue found an overpass and sat down, put the printed collection code on the ground in front of her, and then pulled it up by herself.

The sound of the piano was mournful, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles, and in a short time, a large number of people had gathered under the overpass.

Although the people of Bailin are martial, it does not mean that they are all barbarians, and they can also appreciate this kind of music that can hit the heart.

The vibration of the reward was constantly coming from the mobile phone, but it did not affect his movement of playing the huqin in the slightest.

However, he was not too greedy, and when the song was over, he put away the huqin, ended his observation of the world, and found a fly restaurant on the side of the road and walked in.

Although he has the [Money Printing Machine] tag and related coinage ability, in this world, it is better not to use it indiscriminately.

"Something to eat?"

"I'll take a look!" When Feng Xue heard the waiter's inquiry, she didn't come to the signature dish as usual, but picked up the menu and confirmed that the signature dish here was not the legendary protein powder wrapped chicken breast, and then breathed a sigh of relief:

"Just give me a set meal recommended by this store."

"Okay, please wait." The waiter immediately turned around and left, Feng Xue sat at the table by the door, took out her mobile phone and connected to the local network, and sure enough, the hot search list was also full of news about [Heavenly Court].

"Strange thing, it has reached this level in the past, even if there are no condensation entries, there should be a few tags, why is there no condensation tags this time?"

Feng Xue looked at these hot searches, and her brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

Could it be because faith has been completely divided? But even if the partition is an existing object, why can't new things work? Or is it that this world itself has strange things similar to the heavenly court, diverting ...... No, it should be said that this part of the newborn [knowledge] has been plundered? Or maybe it's because ...... I've now got the [Truth], so it's harder to condense the entries? ”

Feng Xue couldn't help but have a lot of speculations in his heart, but he suppressed it for the time being, whether his guess was correct or not, since the current environment of this world was like this, it meant that there was no position he wanted to obtain, and it should still be vacant.

"Really, how can these countries be so inked!"

"Your dish is here."

Just as Feng Xue was muttering, the waiter had already brought the food, and although the taste was average, at least it could not be regarded as a dark dish.

Feng Xue chewed the food in his mouth, but his brows furrowed slightly, because he felt that there were several very directional glances towards him.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the three men walked in from the door of the store, and came to him like a familiar person, watching them sit down directly, Feng Xue frowned slightly, but did not pay attention to it.

It's just that this kind of ignorance seems to have fueled the arrogance of the other party, just listening to the bang, the dish plate in front of Feng Xue bounced upward, although it was not high, but when it fell together, it made the juice splash.

"How many, it's too much, right?"

Feng Xue casually pulled a tissue from the corner of the table and wiped the soup on her hands, but the man sneered, and said with gloomy eyes:

"Excessive? There's something more than that, you haven't seen it! ”

As he spoke, a short knife came out of its sheath in the white brilliance, and the knife technique was clean and neat, but it stopped firmly at Feng Xue's throat.

Seeing that Feng Xue was completely unmoved, the man with the knife didn't seem to be sure whether this was too bold or didn't react at all, his tone couldn't help but soften slightly, but he still pressed the tip of the knife against Feng Xue's Adam's apple and said:

"Who allowed you to live on my turf?"

"What do you think is the matter......" Feng Xue sighed, didn't even push the knife in front of her away, stretched out her chopsticks and picked up a piece of barbecue meat and sent it to her mouth, but this chopstick, after all, didn't reach where it was supposed to go-

"Don't give faces, right? Our boss is talking to you! ”

The slice of meat was slapped away and landed on the face of the diner not far away, and the other party was about to have a seizure, but when he saw the situation here, he immediately closed his mouth.

And Feng Xue, who was pinching the chopsticks, looked down at her hand and sighed.

"Dangdangdang......"

"Boom Boom ......"

Suddenly, the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks in the store all began to tremble, and at this moment, almost everyone thought it was an earthquake, but the ground under their feet told them that it was not at all.

"Click!"

(End of chapter)