Yang thought reassuringly and fell into hesitation.

"How much money can be exchanged for a tael of silver?"

"10,000 yuan for one tael, pay attention, I don't use the real silver price!"

Jiangnan responded.

Yang Fang was secretly speechless.

It's a money grab!

In reality, the price of silver is very cheap.

But he has no choice now, he just killed someone not long ago, and once he is checked by the other party's brother, he will not be able to eat and walk around.

After hesitating again and again, Yang Fang still decided to buy a bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill first, and then buy a Shadowless Sword, and then exchange it for three taels of silver, which would cost a total of 170,000.

His heart suddenly felt bitter.

This is what he earned from two years of hard work, and he was reluctant to eat or wear in the past two years, in order to save money to buy a house, but now he has been hollowed out all at once, and his heart is not uncomfortable.

He quickly responded to what Jiangnan Ke needed in the group.

"Yes, pay the first payment of 50,000 yuan first, and when you get the things, you will pay the rest of the money when you come back next time!"

Jiangnan responded.

This is good!

Yang was secretly happy.

In this way, even if he is deceived, he will not lose much.

Jiangnan Ke gave Yang Fang an account, and Yang Fang directly transferred 50,000 yuan to the past.

"Brother, just remember to go to the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce to find Wang Donglai, the code: odd and even unchanged, the symbol looks at the quadrant!"

Jiang Nanke once again admonished.

"Okay!"

Yang Fang responded.

Next, everyone started chatting again, discussing the various situations and gangs in the Black Iron Settlement.

Yang Fang didn't say a word, dived the whole way, and watched all this silently.

I have to say that the people in the group can really talk.

We talked from more than eight o'clock in the evening until late at night.

Yang Fang captured a lot of information, and his understanding of the Black Iron Settlement became more and more, and in general, the entire Black Iron Settlement had a population of seventy or eighty thousand, which was extremely complicated.

Early the next morning.

Yang Fang continued to work with a thick set of dark circles under his eyes.

When he looked at the familiar spiritual courtyard, his heart was extremely emotional.

Without experiencing something personally, no one knows what these mentally ill people really think, and perhaps only the world of these mentally ill people is the real world.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the course of two days, he did his best to learn something about the crossing.

As soon as he got off work on the third night, Yang Fang felt a burning stinging sensation coming from the skin of his left hand, and he was startled, and quickly rolled up his sleeves.

0 days, 0 hours, 9 minutes, 58 seconds.

57 seconds

56 seconds

...

"Here we go again."

It's only been two days, and the crossing has begun again.

He immediately looked at the time on his phone, and at 07:25 in the evening, it was not much different from the last time.

This made him wonder if this would be the point of every crossing in the future.

Yang Fang immediately walked to the bed, took off his shoes, and began to lie down quietly.

After a while, a strong dizziness emerged, the eyelids became extremely heavy, and the body began to fall infinitely, as if sinking into an invincible whirlpool, and after a long time, this feeling disappeared again.

Before his eyes, the oil lamp flickered.

The smell of burnt clothes kept coming.

Yang Fang suddenly got up from the bed, panting heavily, as if he had just come out of the pool, looking around.

It's still the same dilapidated house it used to be.

The clothes in the brazier had just been burned.

It all seems to have only passed.

"In this way, two days have passed in reality, and here it is at most half an hour to an hour..."

Yang Fang whispered.

It's weird.

It's really like an online game.

He looked at the panel again.

Name: Yang Fang

Lifespan: 21/32 years

Repair: Not in product (20/30)

Mental Method: Introduction to Yang Yan Decision (6/100)

Martial Arts: Thirteen Swords of the Wind Mastery (1/300)

Qualification: Awful (3/5)

...

Nothing has changed on the panel.

The swordsmanship and internal skills he cultivated in reality couldn't change the panel here.

It is equivalent to saying that the cultivation in reality is completely in vain.

He directly picked up the rusty iron sword and practiced in the room again.

A practice is a first half of the night passed.

Thirteen Swords of the Wind enter Mastery (17/300).

Yang Fang gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and began to lie down to rest.

Early the next morning.

He took a day off and rushed to the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce.

The whole Wanfu Chamber of Commerce is built in a very grand way, in the middle of the downtown area, the lintel is wide, the wall is high and pine, and there is a bunch of big stone lions in front of the door, which is finely carved and majestic.

A few of the little guys stood there, motionless.

"Looking for our young master?"

A little guy frowned and looked at Yang Fang's clothes.

"Yes, please give me a pass."

Yang Fang opened his mouth, wearing a newly bought hat on his head, which cost him ten cents.

"You wait."

The little servant answered, and reluctantly walked towards the house.

Where did the young master make friends with these mud legs recently?

He had seen Yang Fang come to his young master more than once in tattered mud legs.

The key is that his young master has never refused, and even specifically told himself that if someone comes to him, he must go in and report it, which makes this little guy can't figure it out in his heart anyway.

After a while, the little guy walked out again and said in a dull voice, "You come with me, the young master wants to see you!" ”

He led Yang Fang and walked inside.

Yang Fang immediately took a step forward and followed the little guy.

The two of them walked directly through the side door on one side through the cloister and into a hidden room.

in the room.

A young man wearing a moon-white robe and a purple and gold crown sat on a chair with a smile on his face, he had been waiting for a long time, his face was like a crown of jade, his skin was fair, and he was pampered, like a cloud high above.

The moment he saw the other party, Yang Fang couldn't help but be stunned, and then a deep envy welled up in his heart.

It's really more popular than people.

Why are the identities of others so noble?

But he became a piece of mud!

"Are you Wang Donglai?"

Yang Fang hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Cipher."

The young man looked at Yang Fang with a smile.

"Odd and even unchanged, symbols look at the quadrant!"

Yang Fang responded.

"Sure enough, it's my own people."

Wang Donglai smiled slightly, warm and bright, looking extremely handsome, picked up a package from the side, and said, "I have prepared everything you want, you can count it." ”

He handed the package to Yang Fang.

Yang Fang took the package and immediately checked it.

There was a bottle of elixir inside, a full eight pills.

A book that reads the cheats of the Shadowless Sword.

There were also three taels of white broken silver, each the size of a fingernail.

"No problem!"

Yang Fang nodded.

"No problem, by the way, brother, there is one more thing I forgot to mention, if you pick up a black crystal in the ditch one day, you might as well come to me, the price is easy to say!"

Wang Donglai said with a smile.

"Dark Crystal?"

Yang Fang frowned.

"Yes, that's what it is!"

Wang Donglai specially took a fist-sized sample from the side and showed it to Yang Fang, the black light flickered, which was quite exquisite.

It is almost exactly the same as the one Yang Fang picked up before.

"What does this thing do?"

Yang asked unconsciously.

"This thing is useless to you, but it is of great use to us superior people, but I can't tell you the specific usage now, you just need to help me pay attention to it, in short, in terms of price, everything is easy to say."

Wang Donglai smiled.

Yang was relieved and suddenly sour, and caught the special words in the other party's mouth.

Superior...

When will I be able to become a superior person?

He didn't stay any longer, and turned to take his leave.