Chapter 33: The Realm

The fat shopkeeper tilted his head, only to feel that he was slammed into something, and his right cheek hurt and swollen red. Before he could figure out the situation, he was sent out, and when the laughter was heard, he understood, and he couldn't help glaring at his servant, and hurriedly got up.

The servant was irritable, relying on the support of someone behind him, and usually no one was allowed to look at him twice, and the fat shopkeeper just glared at him, and shouted: "You pariah! What are you staring at? Lao Tzu gave you face, didn't kill you, don't know what to do, get things done quickly." With a flip of his wrist, he saw that there seemed to be a rotation in the air, and then his palm was pushed out, straight towards the direction of the fat shopkeeper.

When everyone saw him palming each other out of thin air, Fang Shi heard a snort, but there was nothing left and right, and they couldn't help but wonder, and after a few breaths, they thought he was making a fool of themselves, and they wanted to laugh out loud. Unexpectedly, there was a "bang" sound, and the surrounding Dao Qi shook slightly, and the fat shopkeeper had a pain in his stomach, and he screamed "Ah", flew three steps backwards, stumbled his legs, and fell back to the ground.

When the onlookers saw this, their eyes widened and they gasped in unison.

Breathe out of thin air!

Breathe out of thin air!

Body Dao Realm!

I don't know where this voice came from, some of the faces of the crowd changed greatly, some people secretly praised, some chattered, for a while, the entire Xiaoxian Lou was shocked by the realm of the servant, and the crowd was uproaring, and the riot was difficult to stop.

Yuan Hao heard the words of others, his face changed slightly, although he didn't like martial arts, but he had heard that the difference in the realm of the Central Plains martial artists was distinguished by the sixteen characters of the ancient formula: "The executive is twelve, the less chong is three farewells, the body is three qi, and the three circles are perfected." 」

The three qi of the body path refer to the body path realm.

He couldn't imagine that the sharp-mouthed servant in front of him would have a whole realm higher than Wu Dog Rong's martial arts. He took a closer look at the servant, and saw that he was only in his thirties, and his appearance was very ugly.

I saw that the servant was full of color, his eyes were bright, and he was looking at the fat shopkeeper with a high toe, and the ridicule of the few people behind him was even louder.

The fat shopkeeper had fire in his heart, and his two fat hands were tightly grasped, but he didn't dare to attack, the red brocade young man in front of him was obviously a rich child, and he was angry, and the forces behind the other party were harshly reprimanded, and he couldn't afford it. He couldn't help but look out the door, and when the onlookers saw him coming, they all avoided their eyes and didn't dare to look at him.

The fat shopkeeper smiled miserably, knowing that his reputation for this small building was over, he slowly got up and bowed his head upstairs.

Yuan Hao looked at everything from outside the door, and his chest was really unfair for the fat shopkeeper, and he had an impulse at the moment, so he rushed forward and moved his tongue, scolding the group of people speechless, their faces were red, or they made small tricks, so that the masses laughed and generous, and they were extremely happy.

But after thinking about it for a while, the servant is a dignified martial artist, and the rest of them also show martial arts, and they don't even know how to do three-legged cat kung fu, so there is really no way to take them. They launched a rage and beat themselves to death with one palm, not only did they lose their lives, but those people would only become more and more arrogant and domineering, and there was no one in sight, just treating the symptoms but not the root cause, and their efforts were in vain.

Yuan Hao sighed, although this way of practicing martial arts is the law of the jungle, but it has no bottom line, bullying people with power, and forcing people with force, which is even more shameless than a villain.

When I was too little, I really saw that the fat shopkeeper drove all the visitors on the second floor down, and those visitors heard the commotion outside on the second floor of the tavern, and roughly knew the reason for the matter.

The fat shopkeeper swallowed his anger and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, please go upstairs. 」

The red brocade young man's face was full of anger, nodded, and said, "Very good, hard work. Watson, you too. The emperor rewarded his courtiers and gave dozens of martial coins casually.

Na Watson bowed, took the martial coin, smiled on his face, and said, "Don't dare. 」

The fat shopkeeper didn't know why, but he heard Watson shouting, "Don't thank you soon!" as he spoke, glaring at the street.

Everyone was taken aback, the other party was a martial artist of the Body Dao Realm, only one step away from the real master, ordinary people, who would dare to provoke them? Some pedestrians saw that Yuan Hao was still watching, and their hearts moved, and they wanted to pull him away, but they found that no matter how they pulled, Yuan Hao just didn't move, and in a blink of an eye, they let him go.

Yuan Hao pondered, "I don't know where to beat the son. Alas, I really pity the shopkeeper, so I have to accept my fate and be bullied......" He thought that he was fated with the fat shopkeeper, and knew that he was a hot-hearted person and a very good person, so he was faintly angry. A whimsical thought occurred in his mind, and he thought of a plan, and said, "Yes, it's better than this, the next time I break the boundary, I will go and ask the old grandfathers on the island to teach this boy a lesson, and steal one million or two million from his family, so as to avenge the shopkeeper's revenge." 」

Seeing that Hua Sen turned his head and glared again, Yuan Hao hurriedly shrank his head, not daring to stay any longer.

Before leaving, seeing the one-foot wild boar, lying on the ground, with a tired face, Yuan Hao somehow connected it with the fat shopkeeper's encounter, felt pity, sighed, glanced at the remaining sugar gourd in his hand, and suddenly thought in his heart, "There is!"

He found the big man who had just sold sugar gourds, bought several sugar gourds, ran back, left all the sugar gourds on the ground, took only one, and said reluctantly: "It's ridiculous in this world, there are no good people with real hearts, but there are big bad people with real hearts. I'm leaving, take care. With that, he got up and left.

At first, the big wild boar face was puzzled, the fangs were raised, and the nose was suffocated as if it was threatening, and it can be seen that the small figure left with sugar, and his eyes wandered, puzzled and confused.

It is human, Yuan Hao's words echoed in his ears, staring at the sugar gourd on the ground, sweetly stroking his nose, I don't know what to think, the blood basin actually smiled faintly, and there was no reaction for a long time.

After the things of Fang Cai, Yuan Hao was depressed, his interest was greatly reduced, and he had no intention of going shopping again, all the way to the west of the less populated west, the westernmost part of Fuxian Town was the Dahu Ferry, and it was also the starting point for him and Du to set foot on the Central Plains first. In just a few days out of the island, he did see many strange things, which opened his eyes, but he was also a little disappointed in the outside world, for some reason, he now wants to see the island where he was raised.

Walk to the vicinity of the ferry, far away from the huge Fuxian Lake, the lake water sand and rustle loudly, the distant mountains and mountains are faint, under the sun, the shore of Fuxian Lake is sparkling, revealing a trace of emptiness. The ships were lined up in an orderly manner, and from time to time I saw a fat and thin man dressed as a merchant stepping off the ship, full of alcohol, and his face was full of joy.

At the other end, there is a small wooden boat with several leaves, on which the fisherman sings slang songs, skillfully arranges the fishing nets, and puts the large and small fish in the fishing nets into the fishing basket.

Yuan Hao saw the fish jumping in the basket, swinging their heads and tails, splashing water droplets, and for some reason remembered the boiled carp in Xiaoxian Lou. Suddenly, my mind was like being struck by lightning, and I exclaimed "ah" in my mouth, and as soon as my hand was released, the remaining sugar gourd fell, plopped, and sank straight to the fairy lake, hiding at the bottom of the lake.

He let out a louder "ah" this time, almost screaming, and wanted to reach out to fish, but he couldn't see the shadow of the sugar gourd at all, and his face was painful, and he said, "Sugar gourd, sugar gourd...... I haven't even taken a bite...... Ah, no, no, it's over, it's over! I just wanted to play, I just wanted to buy candy, and I completely forgot about Miss Mozhu. This Fuxian is not big, it is not small, I have two small short legs, I can't hide like this, I can't find it, what should I do?"

Yuan Hao turned around and was about to run back to Xiaoxian Tower, but when he thought that the annoying servants, the Nebula Sect, and the Red Brocade Youth were all there, but now that he returned to the store, all the visitors were driven away, where should he go to find someone to ask?

He couldn't help but scream, picked up the roadside pebbles and threw them into the lake, plopping and plopping, rippling on the lakeside, as if it would never stop. He regretted and hated, regretted that he had forgotten about it, hated that he was playful, he was so interested in buying candy that he forgot that it was important, and for a while, he really didn't know what to do.