Fuhe City is located in the southeast of Xiaohandi, near the sea. This city is a city of mortals, not monks.

Fuhe City is not big, with a radius of more than ten miles, the city wall is three zhang high, and is made of bluestone bricks.

This city belongs to a kingdom called the Northern Kingdom, and is one of the twelve cities of the Nine Counties of the Northern Kingdom.

The geographical location of the northern country is northern, and it is inherent in this name. However, the so-called northern, in the eyes of mortals, in the eyes of the monks, the northern kingdom is located in the southeast of the small cold land, and although the winter time is still longer, there are already obvious four seasons.

And Fuhe City is still the southernmost city among the twelve cities of the nine counties in the north.

Therefore, the city is warm, the spring is warm, the autumn is crisp, and the summer is scorching, which can be seen in the city.

Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat the water. Fuhe City is close to the sea, so most of the more than 100,000 mortals in this city are fishermen who make a living from fishing.

After breaking through the ice, the North River drifted in the cold sea for three years, and was finally discovered by a fishing boat from the city, and then brought back.

Beihe was extremely seriously injured, but after seeing with his divine sense, the fishing boat was full of mortals, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the inquiries of these mortals, he directly pretended to be seriously injured and amnesiac.

Although the mortals on the fishing boat were curious that he could drift in the sea area on a cold day for so long without dying, because of his "amnesia", he really couldn't find anything.

In the eyes of everyone, Beihe should be a powerful warrior, because only a warrior can drift for so long in the cold and frozen sea.

During the three years of drifting on the sea, Beihe's body was like a sewn wound, which became a lot lighter, so he didn't scare those mortals.

A small town with only more than 100,000 people is naturally not full of traffic, but although the sparrows are small, they have all kinds of organs. Compared with other large cities or counties, there should be a lot of them in Fuhe City.

In addition to the official palace, there are also city guards sent by the royal family of the northern kingdom, because this city is not far from another country called Lu.

Mortals are still martial, just like Tianyuan City in Fengguo back then, among the more than 100,000 mortals in Fuhe City, there are many martial artists.

Moreover, in this city, it is rumored that there are even warriors in the Void Realm.

In the morning, as the morning sun slowly rose, Fuhe City, which had been silent all night, began to wake up gradually.

The first to open in the city are the steamed bun shop and the morning market. When the number of people carrying carts on the streets gradually increased, the streets and alleys began to be noisy.

At the end of a street called Samsui Street in this city, there is a shop called "Beiji Pharmacy".

The door of the pharmacy was creaked open from the inside out.

The door was opened by a young man in a shabby cloth coat with a short beard on his face, who looked to be in his thirties.

The young man's long hair was tied in a bundle of red rope and draped over his back.

His body looks a little thin or thin, and there are faint blood marks all over his face, so if you look closely, it makes people feel a little scary.

"Liu lame, five steamed buns!"

After opening the door, the young man looked at a steamed bun shop in the corner outside the store and spoke loudly.

"Okay!"

I only heard Liu lame shouting.

Then the young man turned and stepped into the house.

And this person is none other than Beihe.

After coming to the city half a year ago, he stayed.

Originally, according to his plan, he naturally found a deserted place to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

But when he was brought into the city by the fishermen, he saw the mortal city for a long time, which brought back memories in his heart, and finally decided to stay.

The injuries on his body obviously cannot be recovered in a short period of time, and during the period when he slowly recuperates from his injuries with the Demon Yuan, it is extremely difficult for him to cultivate his magic powers, and he can only cultivate his mind and temperament, so it is not bad to stay in this city.

Sitting in the room, he looked around and saw that the shop was not large, and on the left and right walls were two large wooden cabinets, on which were drawers indicating the names of various herbs.

This place is the "home" where he settled in this Fuhe City.

When he woke up, he first floated on the sea for three years before encountering a mortal fishing boat. It has been five years since he settled in Fuhe City.

For five years, he was almost in the pharmacy, and all the medicinal materials were purchased from some medicine pickers, washed and dried, and then put into different medicine boxes.

Beihe back then, but he had been in Qipintang for decades. Although among monks, his elixir technique is nothing, but to a warrior or mortal, he can definitely be called a divine doctor.

Some bruises, rheumatism and cold, not to mention the medicine to get rid of the disease, but it's almost the same.

Of course, with his cold personality, he naturally doesn't like people to come to the door every day to ask for medicine, so he mostly treats mortals, and martial artists rarely have contact, lest his reputation as "Beiji Pharmacy" be too loud.

Over the years, his daily habit is to eat five steamed buns early in the morning.

Liu Cripple, who sells steamed buns, has long been used to it.

Sitting on a Taishi chair, Beihe closed his eyes and looked inward. Then he smiled wryly and shook his head.

At first, he thought that the power of the laws that tore him apart had disappeared from his body, but over the years, he found that the power of these laws had left a lot of breath. It was the existence of these laws that made his internal injuries as difficult to eradicate as a stubborn disease.

Now that he is not only unable to exert the power of his physical body, but the demon element in his body is also difficult to mobilize.

The strength of one body can only play two or three percent of the peak. If he forcibly exerted force, his body would most likely be torn apart again and become unformed.

Fortunately, this place was a mortal city, and he didn't need to deal with monks at all. And he still has two refining corpses in his hands, if he really wants to encounter any danger, with the strength of Ji Wuya and Modu, he will definitely be able to deal with it.

After opening his eyes, he picked up the teapot boiling on the stove on one side, and then brewed a pot of Huafeng tea.

At this moment, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl walked in, still holding five steamed buns in her hands.

This girl has dark skin and an extremely ordinary appearance. After stepping into the pharmacy, I heard her say, "Brother Bei, your buns." ”

"Hmm. ”

Beihe just nodded.

The girl's name is Liu Xiaoxiao, and she is the daughter of Liu Cripple. Every day, she sent these five steamed buns to Beihe.

Beihe has been in this pharmacy since five years ago, and he can be regarded as watching Liu Xiaoxiao grow up.

After putting the bun down, Liu Xiaoxiao said a little restrainedly: "Brother Bei, I'll come back to get the steamer later." ”

Beihe just bowed his head slightly and did not answer again.

So Liu Xiaoxiao turned around and left. However, when she turned her head, a blush unconsciously appeared on her dark little face.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Beihe shook his head a little speechlessly.

Two years ago, the lame man wanted to marry his daughter to him, in the words of the lame man, the two families have been extremely familiar with each other over the years, and they can be regarded as "knowing the roots".

But Beihe knew that this was because there were rumors that he was a martial artist, and it was very likely that he was a martial artist in the Force Realm, so this Liu lame family wanted to make up this family business.

You must know that among mortals, warriors still have a high status.

While Beihe was stunned by this, he naturally politely refused.

But since then, Liu Xiaoxiao has been a little shy every time she looks at him.

Beihe picked up a meat bun and stuffed it into his mouth and tasted it.

This bun is filled with fish and meat, which has a unique flavor. Over the years, he has also gotten used to eating.

Five steamed buns, combined with a pot of Huafeng tea, this makes Beihe extremely comfortable. Lying on his back on the Taishi's chair, unconsciously, he actually took a nap.

What he has to do every day is rest. If someone comes to the door to ask for medicine, feel free to take a look, if not, then lie still for a day.

But on this day, not long after Beihe fell into a nap, he opened his eyes.

I saw that his divine sense probed, rushing in a certain direction from his Beiji Pharmacy, passing Sanshui Street, and then most of Fuhe City, and finally came to an inn called Qingyunlou, and leaned in, enveloping one of the young men dressed in gorgeous clothes with a big round face.

The young man looked to be twenty-five or sixteen, and he was sitting on the second floor of the inn at the moment, with a pair of small mung bean eyes scanning around, looking for something.

When he felt that Beihe's divine sense enveloped him, the round-faced young man's body was shocked, and then he hurriedly used his divine sense to transmit his voice: "I've seen my predecessors. ”

"What has happened this year. Beihe's voice sounded in the man's head.