"Ahh

While Jun Malu was thinking, the big black man roared and rushed up, and Sen Sen's white teeth bit at his neck, looking like he wanted to bite him to death.

Jun Malu didn't raise the corner of his eyes, and the short grass in his hand swung out, directly stabbing the other party's eyebrows and heart.

The black man was heavy in the end, and his wide-eyed eyes revealed three words deeply: Why!

Jun Malu was in a trance for a while, and hurriedly supported his forehead with his hand and leaned against the wall.

With his eyes closed, Kimimaro's figure began to change.

The color of his hair turned black, his figure began to grow as if he was blowing, and his lean body slowly supported his muscles, and his size also jumped to 1.85 meters. It seems to have returned to the appearance of ice Sanzhang.

Bing Sanzhang slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the dead corpses on the ground, touched his chin and said, "It seems that the virtual personality copied as a whole is not very suitable, and it will fall into the whirlpool of searching for the past." But it doesn't matter, this experiment proves that the direction is correct, so the next step is to streamline the input memory and separate the clones. By the way, I don't know how to use the information channel to establish a doppelganger model for bionic bee colonies......"

Bing Sanzhang waved his hand and threw the corpse on the ground into the mirror space, turned around and walked out.

He has some ideas, and now he wants to experiment with them.

The scholar led the donkey up the final uphill, panting with exhaustion. Also tired enough was the donkey. Although Bao Zheng's body is old, it is really not light.

Bao Zheng shook his head and said: "If you don't take the big road, you have to take the small road, and the result is like this!"

The scholar smiled: "Didn't the master say that he wanted to get to Baihugang early, this road is nearly five or six miles away from the main road, and there is the Baihugang Market in front, which can save time, what are you afraid of if you are tired!"

Bao Zheng looked at the scholar whose sweat was flowing down his neck and his front was already wet, and sighed: "It's a good boy!"

The scholar smirked.

"Let's go!"

The scholar was even more interested in the bazaar, so he busily dusted the placket of his clothes and led the donkey forward.

This so-called Baihugang Bazaar actually has nothing to do with Bing Sanzhang.

It's just that after Bing Sanzhang used silver to attract a large number of people to Baihugang, something that was spontaneously produced.

Later, Mao Shanying looked interesting, and every time there was a market, he sent a team to maintain order. Unconsciously, everyone acquiesced to the ownership of this bazaar.

Bing Sanzhang didn't have the concept of money in his eyes at all, so there was no tax at the bazaar. Coupled with the fact that caravans come and go from time to time, and the strong market purchasing power of tens of thousands of laborers in Baihugang, every time the market opens, it is crowded with people.

The bazaar is really not small, there is no end in sight, people come and go, shouting and selling endlessly.

Thirty or fifty paces away, there was a grass hut, which either sold tea or bought chaos, but there were two men in white armor sitting in it. Everyone knows that don't look at them sitting there and not saying a word, but as long as there are unruly merchants or buyers making trouble, they will definitely crack down at the first time.

The scholar was attracted all the attention of the noodle pincher, and he didn't notice that the reins were taken off, and Bao Zheng was not ready to call him, so he looked up at the gong and drum beating field over there, and found that he was running the rivers and lakes to sell his art, so he lost interest.

I looked left and right, and it happened that there was a shed behind the sugar gourd, with three or five tables in it, and there were not many people, and there was a word "noodles" erected on the front of the door, so I simply patted the donkey's buttocks and went over there.

A young man ran out, diligently helped Bao Zheng off the donkey, invited him to a table, and asked with a smile, "Old man, what noodles do you want to eat?"

"My donkey ......"

"Donkey, don't worry about it, I'll feed you the best forage, with soybeans. ”

Bao Zheng smiled and said: "I mean, there is a small package behind my donkey to help me get it, otherwise how will I pay the bill in a while!"

"Gotcha!" the young man ran out with a gust of wind, and after a while he came back with a small package, followed by his scholar.

The scholar looked at Bao Zheng and scratched his head, his face full of smirks.

Bao Zheng shook his head and took out a handful of copper coins from the package, and said, "Go and have fun, come back in two hours!"

"Eh!" the scholar shouted and walked away with the copper coin.

The young man gave a thumbs up and said, "Old man, you are a particular person, and you will give copper coins directly for rewards." ”

"Oh, don't you have any copper coins here?" Bao Zheng smiled and turned his head to look at the wooden sign hanging on the wall.

"Yes, but it's too little!" the young man shook his head and said, "The White Snake Villa buys things for silver, so most of the people who come to the market to buy things are for silver." Now that silver is cheap and expensive, a small noodle restaurant like ours naturally likes to collect copper coins! By the way, what kind of noodles do you want to eat? On this hot day, why don't you have a bowl of cold noodles, mixed with sesame juice and garlic, it is very refreshing!"

"Okay! just listen to the little second brother!" Bao Zheng smiled and took out a handful of copper coins and slapped them on the table, saying, "If you have any side dishes, give me two, and the rest will be your reward!"

The young man happily accepted it and shouted, "A bowl of cold noodles, two plates of good dishes!"

Bao Zheng looked at the pedestrians coming and going outside, the vendors doing business, the sound of quarrels, laughter, cheers and the sound of urging vegetables behind him, and fell into deep memories.

This is the voice of the world.

The last time I heard the voice of the world was a hundred years ago, and I don't know if those brothers who have assisted me all my life have had a good birth.

Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, Dynasty Mahan. Mr. Gongsun and Zhan Guard.

I don't know where they are now, and if they are doing well.

"Here we go!"

The young man made a long voice and pulled Bao Zheng out of his memory. I saw him walking briskly with a tray. Put down two plates of side dishes and a large bowl of cold noodles, and put down a pot of tea.

I heard the young man laugh and say, "Old man, your dishes are ready." Tea is small to honor you. The tea is brewed with boiling water, and the tea is also the local high crushed in Baihugang, and the tea sets have been used in advance with boiling water, so you can use it with confidence!"

Bao Zheng smiled and said: "Well, you are a clever ghost, with your dexterity, you will not be hungry in this life!"

"Thank you, old man!" the young man bowed with a smile on his face, and took two steps back to busier himself.

Bao Zheng took the tea and ate the cold noodles in one bite.

I haven't eaten for a hundred years, and now I eat like a toddler, and Bao Zheng is enjoying the process slowly.

A group of people walked into the noodle shop with a fat man in their arms.

The fat man waved his hand triumphantly and shouted, "Xiao Er, give us spicy meat sauce noodles, and I just finished delivering the goods to White Snake Villa." My brothers are already hungry with their chests and backs, so hurry up for us!"