Xu Lin walked very steadily, he had completely stopped thinking about things on earth, he recognized the reality that he couldn't go back, so he made up his mind to live in this world.

Judging by the memories of this annihilated army and fusion, this is a society of golden iron horses.

Xu Lin is confident that with his familiarity with modern science and technology, stepping on the shoulders of 5,000 years of Chinese history, it is not difficult to survive here.

With the oasis, there is food, Xu Lin carefully matched nutrition, used Tai Chi to strengthen the body, and then to familiarize himself with the routines of Wing Chun and Bajiquan, probably because the aura of this land is really rich, he found that his body strength has exceeded the heyday of the earth, he learned Tai Chi at the age of three, ten years, only to find the feeling of gathering qi in the dantian, but here, only more than a month, he can affect the operation of the dantian qi.

Xu Lin felt more and more that this world was definitely not as simple as he saw.

Xu Lin cut off a piece of rabbit meat and fed it to the mouth of the little wild cat, and said: "You are not a cat, you have grown so big in just a few days, leopards are not like leopards, and tigers are not like tigers, I will either call you four!" ”

The little wild cat let out a milky "whoop".

"What, unwillingly? On our side, the four are not like an ancient beast, but you are quite good-looking, and the four are too ugly, what is it called? Howling dogs? But you're obviously not a canine, so let's call you whistling! ”

The little wild cat actually started to lick Xu Lin's face, and it agreed.

A rapid sound of horses' hooves attracted Xu Lin's attention, this was the first time he saw a living person, he was very surprised, people are social animals, people can only live in the crowd, something willing can happen, even if it will be very hard, Xu Lin is not willing to be a wild man.

Xu Lin quickly came to the Chi Road, he had the memory of the Wuyang Dynasty building Shuofang City on the Ghost Fang Border, this road should be a road connecting Shuofang City after passing through the desert.

After the sound of horses' hooves, the road became quiet and desolate again, and he suddenly became a little nervous, which was the source of his fear of the unknown.

Finally saw the city gate, it was dozens of meters high, the thickness of the city wall exceeded the height, and the tanks couldn't blow it up, how did such a strong city defense be built?

There were no defenders at the city gate, and there were no people entering and exiting, he walked towards the city gate with the roaring sky, and as soon as he entered the city, he felt more than 20 eyes looking at him, that feeling, like being targeted by more than 20 AKs, this is a wolf's den!

The little wildcat also let out a wary roar.

Xu Lin has experienced too many such scenes, he determined that there were no long-range weapons that could threaten him in the position of those eyes, and most of them were wearing handcuffs and shackles, so he was no longer nervous, but looked at the people here with interest, all of them were coarse linen clothes and straw sandals, with a high bun on their heads, a wooden hairpin, and a knife hanging from their waists, revealing wildness.

Xu Lin keenly felt that fists were the foundation of his life here, but he didn't know the depth of people's abilities in this era, and there was no picture of an ordinary martial arts arena in his fusion memory.

"What a bad hand!" Xu Lin muttered silently, walked to a tea stall and sat down, and asked for a bowl of tea.

The owner of the tea stall was an old man who was about to die, scooped a scoop of cold water from the water tank and placed it in front of Xu Lin, and said: "It's really strange, for decades, the people who come to Shuofang City are all people wearing shackles, only you, you have come in with a husband!" ”

"What is Fuzhu?" As soon as Xu Lin finished asking, he immediately reacted, raised the little wild cat in his hand, and said, "You said this is Fu Zhu?" ”

"yes, you don't know? Almost every household has one, catching snakes and rats. Legend has it that this husband is a divine beast, and after cultivating as an adult, he can control rivers, lakes and seas. ”

Xu Lin raised the little beast in his hand and said, "It turns out that you are a four-horned deer in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, why don't you have fangs?" ”

Xu Lin put Lu Tian on the tea table and asked, "Uncle, who are the people in Shuofang City?" How did you get here? Why do people wear shackles? ”

"Boy, you're not from Wuyang, who doesn't know, Shuofang City is full of exiled criminals, of course, there are some rangers, and naturally there are a few reclusive masters who are tired of the world."

Xu Lin asked tentatively, "Master?" What kind of high law? ”

The old man moved a chair and sat on Xu Lin's side, staggered, and said, "Do you know that the Ghost Fang Demon Clan is so strong, why can't it swallow Shuofang City?" ”

Xu Lin stared at him and shook his head.

The old man shook with a fan and said: "Once, a group of ghost people came to rob the people of Shuofang City again, criminals and rangers joined forces to resist the enemy, but they fell into a river of blood, and suddenly the sword qi in Shuofang City was full of swords, and ten thousand swords flew together, killing 10,000 people from the ghost side. ”

Xu Lin was stunned, ten thousand swords flew together, and 10,000 were beheaded, which was comparable to a kill covered by firepower in a civilian area, this is really a fantasy world.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Xu Lin's head, and a memory poured out, the prime minister once said that the Wuyang Dynasty has been pressed and beaten by the ghost people, and there is no way at all, there is such a master who beheads 10,000 people with a sword, why would he lose?

The old man seemed to see what Xu Lin was thinking, and said, "Do you think that there are no masters in the ghost side?" If it weren't for the fact that the aura of the Wuyang Dynasty was not suitable for the growth of the demonic qi of the Demon Clan, the Wuyang Dynasty would have been wiped out long ago. ”

Xu Lin asked, "Why do they always rob the people of the Wuyang Dynasty?" ”

The old man said: "As far as I know, the heart of Wuyang people is a great tonic medicine in the ghost prescription, and the Wuyang people are valuable in the ghost prescription!" ”

Xu Lin figured out the situation of the ghost side and Wuyang, because of the aura of the Wuyang Dynasty, the ghost people were not suitable to survive in the land of the Wuyang Dynasty, but the heart of the Wuyang people was a great tonic for them, so they would keep robbing people.

Xu Lin touched the small brain of the roaring sky, pondered for a moment, and said: "In this way, as long as the Wuyang people retreat to the range of the existence of the dynasty's aura, the ghost people will not be able to enter, and the Wuyang people can keep the peace of eternity." ”

"The little doll is really innocent, where there are no Wuyang people, how can there be the aura of Wuyang people?"

Xu Lin was a little confused, trying to understand this logical relationship, that is, Shuofang City is the Shuofang City of the Wuyang Dynasty, so the army of the ghost people can not cross this Shuofang City, once the Wuyang people in this city are slaughtered, the ghost people can go further east, the so-called Wuyang aura, can only block the ghost people can not drive straight in, but they can't bear their step by step.

This abstract Wuyang aura can only control the masters of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan, but it cannot stop the ordinary army of the Ghost Fang people.

"Uncle, does the imperial court know about the concept of Wuyang aura?"

The old man was a little sleepy, and said in a daze: "The court knows a fart, but fortunately, the emperor is a good emperor, and he will not give away an inch of the land he has beaten down." ”

"Then, how did Wuyang Aura appear? Is it always there? I've seen some history, two hundred years ago, the Wuyang Dynasty was just a little bit of the Central Plains. ”

The old man said: "Wuyang aura has nothing to do with the temple, when the emperor is still the crown prince, there is an old immortal who entered the capital and asked His Majesty the emperor not to cross the Baiji Desert, the emperor did not listen, he had to lay down a big territory, and crossed the Baiji Desert and took the Qinglong Snow Mountain as a strategic goal, the old immortal gave up and ascended to become an immortal, and the last words were that in my name, protect the people of Wuyang, and the two hundred and six bones on his body formed a magic circle in Wuji Mountain, which is the Wuyang aura. ”

Xu Lin listened to it and asked, "Old man, the people of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan eat the hearts of the people of Wuyang, could it be because of this aura?" ”

"I don't know, but the aura in this place is useless, on the border between the Wuyang Dynasty and the Ghost Fang Demon Clan, when will hundreds of people not die? If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, but it's still okay to change ten for one! ”

Xu Lin also wanted to ask what the soldier meant, but found that the old man had already fallen asleep, and he didn't know how much this bowl of cold water was, so Xu Lin put down a gold coin found on the corpse, got up and prepared to go around the city again, looking for a place to stay.

But as soon as he got up, he was pushed, he took two steps back, and looked at the man in front of him, a bearded man in shackles, with a swarm of flies around his head, buzzing and flying, he grabbed the gold coin he had just left, glared, and then turned away.

"Grass!"

Xu Lin scolded and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "The ghost people came down from the Qinglong Snow Mountain, come and see!" ”

"I'm grass his grandma, the brothers of the Little Knife Society, copy the guys, and fight with these man-eating monsters!"

"Shuofang City's, it's the master's, go out to fight!"

Knife will? Xu Lin followed the sound and saw a group of people walking out of an alley, carrying large knives and shackles, walking towards the outside of the city.

Not only the Little Knife Club, but also a lot of people swarmed out of other alleys, carrying all kinds of guys, ready to go out of the city to fight.

Xu Lin was too curious, why was this place where criminals were exiled so cohesive?

Xu Lin was about to follow, but the old man who sold tea didn't know when he stood beside him and said, "Do you know what the knife will be?" ”

Xu Lin was startled and said, "Uncle, didn't you sleep?" ”

"Fake sleep, fake sleep." Then the old man explained to Xu Lin the origin of the Little Knife Club like a chatterbox.

The knife will be just a small gang in Shuofang City, but the reputation of the president Zhang Mingyue is not small, he is a good hand with great skills, it is said that he is the closed disciple of the tenth master of the world in the Wuyang Dynasty, after going down the mountain gate, relying on a bloody nature, the county Cheng of his hometown was beaten to death, the Wuyang Dynasty opened the dynasty for two hundred years, but where there are people who kill officials, first investigate the officials, and then sentence.

After supervising the imperial history to send people to investigate thoroughly, this county lord is indeed a good official who loves the people like a son, originally wanted to repair the diversion ditch for Zhang Mingyue's house, Zhang Mingyue felt that this official wanted to collect his own field, and he went up and beat people to death with a punch, and then Zhang Mingyue admitted his mistake with a better attitude, plus because of his mistake, he was exempted from capital crimes and exiled to this Shuofang City.

After years of war, Shuofang City has not become depressed, it is because there are people like Zhang Mingyue who work hard to survive, and the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and he has to beware of the ghost Fang Demon Clan, so the folk customs here cannot be said to be as simple as being strong, here is simply a miniature version of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan, the difference is that the people of Shuofang City do not eat the meat of the people of the Wuyang Dynasty, and there is especially the cohesion of "the same people who have fallen into the world".

Shuofang City, Xu Lin likes this place a little.

Standing at the head of Shuofang City with the old man, Xu Lin squinted at the snow-capped mountain, and really saw a group of black spots densely packed down on the mountainside, and then looked at the city gate, the bandits of Shuofang City were also densely rushing out.

Xu Lin stroked his hair and muttered: "This Nima doesn't look like an army fighting at all, how can it look like two groups of bandits fighting." ”

The old man looked at Xu Lin very strangely and said, "Isn't this the same way the army fights?" Two groups of people rushed to kill, and whoever won was the king. ”

Xu Lin was even more strange than the old man, and said, "Uncle, what about the calf?" Is army fighting also a rush? There's no formation or the art of war or anything? If you can't beat them, you will defend the city and let them attack the city. ”

"Formation? Art? What's that? There are no these two words in the sea of words, isn't fighting a war just two groups of people rushing to kill, who is stronger, which side of the general is high, and which side wins. How can any enemy call out the battle and not go out of the city gates? Isn't that a coward? ”

Xu Lin smiled and said, "Dare to be affectionate, there is a sixth man named Sun Wu who was not born in this world?!" Ten for one, the loss is dead, the battle can't be fought like this! ”

Immediately, Xu Lin shouted towards the city: "Gentlemen of Shuofang City, you listen to me, I promise, today the ghost people can't take away a single Wuyang person, they will die a miserable death......