It's been three days.

Wang Gou then entered another county town and found an inn to start resting. For the past few days, he has continued to march by day and rest by night.

In three days, I passed through several counties and towns, and changed horses several times on the way, after all, the horses did not last long at a speed of about 60 kilometers per hour.

It was already a province away from the Earth King Sect, more than a thousand kilometers, and he was no longer worried about the people of the Earth King Sect catching up.

It was almost evening rest time, and the county began to quiet down. In the inn room, Wang Gou put the package behind him on the table, opened it and looked at it, with a smile on his face.

He was extremely satisfied with the results of this time! The martial arts books were arranged side by side on the table in several columns, a full 15 martial arts books!

After a little flipping, it can be divided into three categories. 8 second-rate peak martial arts skills, 4 exercises that can reach the second-rate peak, and 3 martial arts that can only be used by first-class masters.

The second-rate peak skill is an attack skill used after strengthening some parts with true qi, and Wang Gou can't use it yet.

4 This exercise is similar to the gravel fist, and it is not as advanced as the sunflower gong with three layers. But judging from the content of it, with the talent of a normal genius, he would almost certainly be able to reach the peak of the second rate, and the range of acupoints involved in his body was even more than that of Sunflower Gong!

The three first-class martial arts all need to run the true qi in the meridians, which are 2 exercises and 1 skill, and he can't use them yet.

As a state city sect that is not strong in strength, but has a relatively good background, it is not surprising that there are these top-level martial arts, and its sect master has already possessed three first-class martial arts books before he has reached the first-class level.

The Wind Thunder Sect must have many more top-notch martial arts than this, and he had the opportunity to enter the Wind Thunder Sect as a disciple at the beginning, but knowing the various tasks that need to be done in the gate, coupled with the many restrictions that may be brought, he did not consider joining the sect at all.

He was still nearly 3,000 km away from his destination, but he planned to stay in this county for a few days and memorize all the contents of the martial arts books.

In addition, there is a special product of the county, which is a kind of beef tendon with outstanding tenacity and elasticity properties, which is often used as a bowstring with hundreds of kilograms of tensile force.

It is estimated that a small one is enough to compare to the 300kg bowstring he currently uses a few deer tendons to tie.

Switching to a bowstring using this kind of beef tendon not only greatly improves portability and reliability, but also increases the tension of the bow and arrow at any time when the pull of the arms is enhanced in the future.

In the next few days, Wang Gou spent most of his time in the inn memorizing martial arts content, and occasionally wandered around the county to see the shops selling beef tendon.

The content of a dozen or so books was indeed quite a lot, and it took him seven days to memorize them completely, and then he burned them all.

On this day, he walked on the brick and stone roads in the county, and he continued to look for cow tendons.

In the past few days, I have inquired about the news in various stores and purchased special beef tendons, and I have only bought two beef tendons of about 300kg.

He learned that the specialty beef tendon only produces one per cow, and the rest is ordinary beef tendon. And the specialty beef tendon has been booked by the principality's army and the sects in the top ten rankings of the principality before it is produced.

The two sticks in his hand were bought at a higher price from the collections of the two stores, and one was a full 10 taels, which was more expensive than an ordinary cow!

From the shopkeeper of one of the shops who bought beef tendons, I heard that there is another store in the county that has two beef tendons of more amazing material, but there will be some trouble.

Wang Gou was walking towards the address of the shop where there was still beef tendon.

In a shop in the county, the furniture in it is soft and soft, and the whole store is empty like a ghost house.

A young boy of about seven or eight years old stood at a table, his face a little dirty, but he looked delicate, and his eyes were resolute.

Zhao Ritian stood at the table and looked at his sister sitting on the stool, holding a steamed bun and constantly trying to stuff it into his sister's hand, and said at the same time:

"Sister, eat! I've really already eaten it, and if I don't eat it, I'll get cold."

But a little girl with a slightly round face, cute eyebrows and two pigtails kept taking her hand away and said angrily:

"No, you eat half first, I'll eat the other half."

Seeing this, Zhao Ritian couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. His family opened a shop selling bowstrings in the county, and because his father maintained it properly, the good bowstring specialties produced by the family were among the best in the county.

His father also accepted a large order from the Kaishan Sect, and at the request of the Kaishan Sect, all the good bowstrings produced in the future were sold to the Kaishan Sect.

As one of the top five major sects in the Chaoyang Principality, the price given by the Kaishan Sect is naturally not small, nearly fifty percent higher than the market price, so of course his father is very happy.

Until one time the county government wanted to buy the shop's good bowstring at a low price in the name of expropriation, of course his father disagreed, not to mention that he could not give an account to the Kaishan Sect in the future, but he also knew that the so-called expropriation, in fact, it was just that the county official wanted to find some high-quality bowstrings to give to a girl's family.

Therefore, his father hid all the good bowstrings and refused to hand them over, offending the big people of the county government.

And the Kaishan Sect has a lot of products in all kinds of stores, and his father is just a small role in the eyes of the people of the Kaishan Sect. Later, when he met the disciples of the Kaishan Sect who came to collect the bowstring, he was told that the Kaishan Sect would not make decisions for him.

A month ago, after his father accidentally fell off a cliff and died, the remaining son and daughter became the object of trouble for the son in the yamen.

When Zhao Ritian sold his household utensils to survive, after being warned by the county government, many shops could only seriously reduce the price before buying.

Even the shop had to be taken away by the buyer two days later. Now all he has in his hands is the six good beef tendons left by his father.

But the boy said that as long as Zhao Ritian sold it to him in public at the price of ordinary beef tendon, he would cover the two brothers and sisters in the future.

Zhao Ritian, who inherited his father's will, naturally disobeyed, because in this way, he denied his father's choice and dignity in public. And in terms of the character of that son, their brother and sister will only be more miserable in the future.

He could only hope that someone would buy good beef tendon at the regular price so that he could make ends meet and buy horses to get out of the area.

The shops in the county did not dare to bypass the threat of the boy to help Zhao Ritian, and this cow tendon was naturally in his hands.

The shopkeepers of many shops in the county only felt that his father only had to endure for a while, and it would be nothing to sell the beef tendon of the year according to the will of the son, and then he could live a normal life.

Of course, there are some shopkeepers who sympathize with them but can't do anything about it.

The shopkeeper probably looked at Wang Gou's appearance with a weapon on his back and looked a little strong, and Wang Gou was in need of beef tendons, so he told him about these situations with some expectations, so those beef tendons were in trouble.

In front of the shop, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old man in white raised his head and looked at the Zhao Ritian brother and sister proudly, with two strong families behind him, and said strangely:

"Boy, have you thought about it? Don't bow your head, you don't even have a place to live, do you still want to be like your stubborn dead father?"

Zhao Ritian was still holding the steamed bun in his right hand, but his left hand was holding his fist, his nails had been deeply rooted in his palm, and his eyes were very angry, but he only stared at the man in white without saying a word.

The little girl cowered a little and hid behind Zhao Ritian, her hands clutching the corners of his clothes.

Seeing this, the man in white smiled and said:

"You don't have to worry about yourself, you have to think about your sister."

Zhao Ritian's eyes were even more angry when he heard this.

At this moment, there was a sound of walking on the side of the street, and everyone turned their heads to look over.

I saw Wang Gou look at the doors of the shops on both sides of the street a few times as he walked, and when he saw Zhao Ritian's door, he walked straight over.

Stopped at a position of five or six meters in front of Zhao Ritian's door, looked at the plaque on the door for a while, and then asked Zhao Ritian:

"Is there a special beef tendon for sale here?

It was as if he hadn't seen the three men in white, and this tone of walking into a normal store to buy something made everyone's expressions stunned and stunned.

After that, a family member on the side of the white-clothed boy ran to Wang Gou in a few steps, pointed at him and scolded:

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about, I think you're missing some lessons"

As he spoke, Jia Ding raised his right hand and slapped Wang Gou's head.

And Wang Gou's left hand quickly slapped to the side with a backhand, instantly slapped Jiading's face first, and slapped his body nearly ten meters away, hitting the wall on the side of the street and motionless.

As if after a random backhand slap, Wang Gou slowly put down his left hand as if nothing happened, and said in a low voice:

"Trash!"

The man in white came back from his shock at this time, his eyes were shocked, and he shouted inwardly:

"Do you know that we are from the county government, you ......?"

Before the man in white finished speaking, Wang Gou said slowly without care:

"The county government is also garbage!"

After hearing this, the man in white took a step back and said intermittently in horror:

"You are insulting the yamen and the emperor"

After Wang Gou glanced at him obliquely, he said lightly:

"The emperor is also garbage!"

At this time, the man in white was speechless with a stunned face.

The Zhao Ritian brothers and sisters here were also stunned, they had never seen someone who spoke so domineeringly, you must know that in their eyes, the county government is a place that can decide the fate of everyone in the county, let alone the emperor.

And it doesn't look like this guy is very old, but he's a little stronger, and he carries a lot of weapons on his back.

Until Wang Gou said to him flatly:

"Do you sell or not?"

Zhao Ritian said in a panic:

"Sell, sell, sell!"