"Do you really want to live in this world for the rest of your life?" After a day's work, Bai Ya finally had time to lie on the bed and think about his thoughts.

These days, what he thinks about the most is the process of traveling into this world by himself.

"Now that I know how I got through, I can travel back!"

Bai Ya is accustomed to modern life, and he really doesn't want to live in a world where there is no TV, no Internet, and no entertainment and pastimes.

"However, why don't you have any memories before you travel over? Did you encounter a space-time portal, or something else?" Thinking of this, Bai Ya scratched his hair in annoyance.

"That pair of uncle and nephew mentioned the spatial boundary membrane and the immortal demon position mirror, could it be that it is a kind of otherworldly portal? Since even the merchants know this kind of information, I should be able to find it! Just looking at their cautious appearance, that thing may only be used by the powerful......

Bai Ya felt that it was necessary to obtain a certain position of power in this world, so that he could spend a huge amount of manpower and material resources to find the time and space gate that crossed in reverse.

But he used to study in a second-rate university, and he majored in marketing. They don't recite poetry, they don't make guns. The history of this world is different from that of the earth world, and he cannot be a prophet.

Thinking about it, it seems that except for a boning knife technique, he has none of the advantages of the traverser in the novel.

In such a situation, I want to be an official again...... What a stump for him!

"If you can't be an official and be an emperor...... Then I will practice a good martial arts, so that it is convenient for me to wander all over the world, even if I can't find the time and space gate, I can be at ease. Bai Ya laughed bitterly at himself, "Didn't those two uncles and nephews mention any immortal martial arts sects?

After making the decision, Bai Ya felt a little less irritable in his heart, and he slept peacefully for the first time in the past few days.

It was only as soon as he opened his eyes the next day that he was startled, and a pretty face with wide eyes was looking down at him.

"Bang~~ Ouch!" Bai Ya, who jumped up subconsciously, collided with Lin Qigu in front of the bed, and both of them involuntarily covered their heads.

Bai Ya had already discovered a few days ago, it might be the relationship of soul possession, his body was almost painless, and after the first reaction, he immediately spread his feet and ran.

"You little stick, looking for death! If you don't say anything about sleeping until noon, you dare to hit the old lady! You stop for me, see if I don't kill you!"

This tigress is in a hurry, she really eats people!

In the inn, he was educated many times by Lin Qigu and Lame San, and when Bai Ya found out that he had made a mistake, it was best to run to the kitchen and hide behind Xiaoxin, the fire girl. Separated by such a cute little girl, both of them had to give up teaching him to be a man in the end.

Today, though, is a little different.

Bai Ya slipped into the kitchen, but didn't find the little girl's figure, but saw the lame Sanyin with an old face, squinting at him, this is the typical expression of the third master who said that he is very unhappy now.

There were only six people in the Gu Lin Inn, and now they were busy at noon. Since Bai Ya didn't get up to help in the morning, his work could only be shared by Lame San and Xiaoxin, and it was strange that the old thing's mood could be refreshing.

"It's not good, this time there is an old wolf in front and a female tiger in the back!" Seeing the third master's hand touching the familiar burning stick, the only thing that Bai Ya could move twitched the corner of his mouth, turned his head and ran towards the inn lobby.

"Hahaha, look, the little flute is running away again!"

The Su brothers in the lobby, including most of the regular customers, ran out of the inn gate as if they were burning their buttocks, skillfully whistling and slapping their thighs in the back, and laughing backwards.

This kind of scene has become commonplace for them, and they are about to become a daily performance program that the inn does not have to pay for.

"You are a dead stick, don't come back if you bring seeds, dare to come back, and the old lady will collect the body for you!" Lin Qigu rushed to the door with a feather duster that was about to lose all her hair, and raised her hand and threw out a sachet-like thing towards the white cliff in the distance.

Bai Ya, who was running in the distance, shook his ears, instinctively turned around and grabbed the sachet in his hand.

Tearing open the bag, he found that there were indeed a large number of copper coins inside.

Don't look at the people who take care of the inn, they always call him a stick, and they beat and scold him from time to time. In fact, through the memory of the boy surnamed Bai, Bai Ya knew that everyone, including Lin Qigu and Lame San, was very good to Silly.

The inn lacked manpower to help, but he still let him sleep until noon, and Lin Qigu must not have been able to relax to visit him just now.

What's more, this body can grow into such a strong body as it is now, and it can be seen that he is not usually treated badly. The meat left over from the inn every day almost went into his stomach.

Lin Qigu scolded fiercely, but just now she threw him a money bag, this is to let him come back, bring a little oil, salt, sauce and vinegar that is missing in the store, and find an excuse to let him go.

These things were all figured out by Bai Ya in seven days, and since he knew that everyone in the inn had some little secrets, he had thoroughly checked the fool's memory.

Because of this, he is always in a daze, which is very in line with the usual image of a fool, so that he has not shown his stuff until now.

......

Bai Ya was wandering around the market in a cranky way, when he suddenly heard a commotion in the distance.

Adhering to the fine style of being lively and not looking at the bastard, Bai Ya raised his hand, shrunk his neck and accelerated his pace. At the southern street corner, a group of thugs with blue scalps were laughing and scolding in a half-circle.

These gangsters in torn jackets, most of them with boning knives and hand axes stuck in their waists, Bai Ya has more or less seen them in the lobby of the inn.

He had heard from the drinkers that these gangsters were different from ordinary gangsters, in fact, they were all spies placed by horse thieves in Shiyangji, and they belonged to peripheral elements with very low status.

Horse thieves are often haunted by horse thieves in Shiyangji, and they are also the largest group of consumers in Shiyangji in addition to caravans.

In the memory of the fool, the composition of horse bandits in Saibei is complicated, and some of them are old bandits who have been horse thieves for generations. There are also some nomadic herders, as well as criminals who have committed crimes, they have no way to return to Qindi, so they have to fall into the grass.

In addition, some of the stronger horse thieves also opened some shops in Shiyangji.

For example, all the mule and horse shops, pawnshops, gambling stalls, and brick kilns in Shiyangji were opened by them. Some of the caravans that had been plundered walked into Shiyangbazaar, and sometimes they could even see their newly robbed livestock and belongings in mule and horse shops and pawnshops.

These thugs are not as powerful as real horse thieves, but they are also much more vicious than the usual gangsters, and whoever annoys them will surely see blood.

However, most of the people in Shiyangji will not provoke them, and they will not do anything to familiar faces, so as not to be rejected by everyone. Circling around like this must be playing with a new face who has entered the stone sheep set alone.

Among these people is a leading real horse thief, and the gangsters are usually instructed by the leader to test and extort outsiders. Unless the outsiders have the ability to be lame and have a large number of people, otherwise, even if they don't resist, they will be beaten up and take away their belongings.

When Bai Ya got closer, he saw the center of the circle surrounded by the gangsters, revealing a bright big bald head. Unlike the bruised scalps of the thugs, this bald head was as bright as a large light bulb with six small white dots on it.

"Scar ...... It's a monk! Those gangsters won't even let the monk go now?"

There are basically no monks in places like Shiyangji, which makes Bai Ya curious, bypassing the intersection blocked by the gangsters and looking into the circle.

He almost only glanced at it, his pupils shrank, and he involuntarily quickened his pace and walked towards that side.

In the arc-shaped circle of the gangsters, a tall and sturdy middle-aged monk was hanging his head and holding his palm between the gangsters and another small figure with one hand.

The great monk has a red sandalwood complexion, a square head and big ears, wears a dung sweeping robe, carries a small baggage, holds a long stick in his right hand, and has leggings on his feet.

It's just that Bai Ya's eyes at this time were not at all on the gangsters, and on the wandering monk, but instead stared at the little figure who fell to the ground. It was Xiaoxin, the fire girl she hadn't seen today, and there was a food box in front of her that had been dumped all over the ground.

In an instant, Bai Ya suddenly realized why the little girl appeared here.

As the only inn in Shiyangji, coupled with the lack of manpower, Gu Lin Inn generally does not deliver food to the door. But there is one local exception, and that is a brothel called Hualou.

The girls in Hualou rarely go out of the brothel, and the meals are cooked by themselves in the building. But there are also times when the girls will miss the meal for various reasons, so they have to ask the little maid to buy it outside, or let the Gu Lin Inn send it directly.

Usually this kind of thing is usually done by fools. But Bai Ya got up late today, and the little girl probably wanted him to sleep a little longer, so she replaced him with her body.

However, from the moment Xiaoxin entered the store, she had been hidden in the kitchen by everyone in the inn, and she had no sense of existence. Few people in the entire Shiyang set have seen her, and these horse thieves and spies who often change people also don't know her, and if they bump into her halfway, they will naturally make fun of her.

I don't know why, on weekdays, the little girl opened her arms, stubbornly raised her face, and used her small body to block the scene of Lin Qigu and the lame third for Bai Ya, and the scene appeared in front of Bai Ya again.

"Dead girl, your luck is always so bad! Why do you have to take the blame when I make a mistake! Your life was saved by that fool, it has nothing to do with me!"

Suddenly, Bai Ya only felt as if his throat was choked by a big stone, and his body was filled with an unbearable heat current.

Perhaps the fire girl was too familiar with the footsteps of the fool, so she raised her head with a sense of feeling and looked at the white cliff that was walking next to her. Seeing the familiar figure, the little girl's indifferent and calm expression finally changed, and her big eyes showed a trace of anxiety, and she shook her little head at him like a rattle.

"Shake your ass, I'm a flute stick, I can't understand it!"

Bai Ya suddenly made a move that even he felt surprised, he tilted his head like a fool in his memory, the corners of his mouth that could only move were grinning widely, and he showed a smirk to Xiaoxin that seemed to be completely demented.

The clown-like smile, combined with two front teeth that glittered under the scorching sun, made him look extremely silly, completely ignoring the two fiery sparks slowly burning in his pupils.

The smirk that Bai Ya needed a great deal of effort to show, not only did she not tease the little girl as usual, but she flattened her mouth, and her bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist. I don't know when the tears rolled down my cheeks, and two snow-white marks were washed out of my little face full of ashes.

"Hey, isn't this the little flute stick of the Gu Lin Inn?" The little girl's strange reaction caught the attention of the thugs, and one of the thugs closest to the white cliff shook at him with a smile.

"Brothers, look! Today is really interesting, a great monk who eats fasting and recites Buddha, a flute with a burned brain, actually has a spring heart for a thin black girl!"

"Hahaha!" The unruly words caused the surrounding thugs to let out all kinds of strange screams, and they winked at each other.

"Yes, Xiao Lengbang, I am in a good mood today, or I will take you to Hualou to listen to a little song and play ......."

"Bang~" Before the thug standing in front of Bai Ya finished speaking, he saw a dazzling white light flash in front of him, and then he felt that he was floating into the air, and the surrounding scenery was spinning in front of him like a horse changing lights.

"Poof~" The blood that rushed to the sky poured on the white cliff like a torrential rain, and the headless corpse danced around and fell at his feet.

The unbridled laughter of the thugs came to an abrupt end, as if a flock of noisy ducks had suddenly been pinched by the neck, staring at the headless corpses in a pool of blood.

The bone chopping knife hung down at the side of Bai Ya, clinging to his trouser legs, and blood beads slowly dripped down the blade, seeping into the yellow sand on the dirt road.

He still turned his head to look at the little girl, the thick and hot blood set off the smirk on his face very weirdly, only the two sparks in his pupils burned more and more fiercely.

PS: After reading it, don't forget to collect the recommended tickets!