Chapter 81 Messy Shantytown

According to Lang Zhen, there is also a mountain next to Fucheng Xiyin City, where it is easy to find such gorgeous stones.

At first, the stone was worthless, so everyone dug into the mountain and picked it up casually.

Later, some martial arts practitioners, because the stone was hard and beautiful, used it to hone their own cultivation and polished it into various items.

For example, Lang Zhen believed that the pair of stone balls bought by Feng Jun were polished by warriors out of boredom.

Of course, because the polished items are more beautiful, it would be even better if the warriors could sell them to support their families after practicing.

Hearing this, Feng Jun couldn't help but think of the jade box he picked up that was broken in half. It turned out that the contents of the jade box were probably not important, and... even the box was very cheap.

He had always been a little confused. Although the river valley he passed through was inaccessible, it was not a restricted area for humans. Why was such a beautiful jade box just thrown there casually without anyone picking it up?

Now, he finally got the answer - too cheap.

Let alone a broken jade box, even if a good jade box is thrown there, it is hard to say whether others will bend down for it.

As for the piece of unpolished mutton-fat white jade, needless to say, it was definitely not the unlucky man who jumped into the river in his arms.

In all likelihood, after the man was killed, the murderer randomly took a stone, tied it to his body, and buried his body in the river.

That's right, the fine mutton-fat jade seed material was just used as a stone for sinking corpses.

At this moment, Lang Zhen's words reached his ears, "Back then, I picked up a stone and polished it into a big bowl. Later, when I was attacked in the wild, I threw it away as a stone to buy some time... "

When Feng Jun heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and threw the peat as a stone...

However, Lang Zhen hadn't finished his words yet, "This stone can also be made into a food box to prevent insects and ants from crawling in. When making pickles in winter, it can also be used as a vegetable pressing vat."

Feng Jun was completely speechless when he heard this. Food box? Use jade to press the pickle jar?

Night came soon, and the two were on the road again, and this time, Feng Jun was riding a motorcycle.

While on the road, they also encountered travelers traveling at night, but the headlights of the motorcycles were too dazzling, and most of the people they encountered did not dare to get closer to watch.

Until one day, they encountered a team of more than a hundred people.

There were many good players in that team, and there were actually seven or eight people chasing after them on horseback. I don’t know what their mentality was.

Lang Zhen first called out the incisions of the Tianxiong Army, saying that the military was doing business, and the idlers were waiting to give in - he served as a soldier in the Tianxiong Army and was no stranger to the incisions of his brother troops.

The chasing warriors ignored this and ordered them to stop.

Lang Zhen held Feng Jun's powerful crossbow in his hand. Without saying a word, he shot an arrow, hitting the chest and abdomen of the horse in front. At the same time, he shouted, "If you continue to chase, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

The horse took the arrow and immediately fell to the ground. The knight on it reached out well and jumped off the horse, standing firmly on the ground.

When the knights took a look, they found that the opponent actually dared to shoot arrows, using unheard-of all-stainless steel arrows. They immediately did not dare to pursue him anymore, and just yelled and cursed, asking the opponent to leave his name.

After this incident, Feng Jun and Lang Zhen also discovered something was wrong, so they discussed it and went straight to a county called Ninglan.

Next to the town outside the county, Feng Jun had to send the weapons and motorcycles back to the real world and hide other supplies.

Then, Lang Zhen showed his advantage of being well-informed. The two went to the town and bought two horses and a carriage with a gold leaf and sixty silver dollars.

The price of the horses is a bit expensive, but there's nothing you can do about it. The carriage and horse shop doesn't want to sell them in the first place, but wants to make money by providing services. It can't be done without adding money.

But it is very regrettable that Lone Wolf's idea of ​​letting Feng Jun settle here came to nothing.

He originally thought that he would at least create a false identity, but the owner of the carriage shop said that he would not do such illegal things.

Lang Zhen later told Feng Jun that he would not sell it out, and when he gets to Fucheng, I will have a way to help you handle it.

In fact, after arriving at Ninglan, Xiyin was in sight. The two of them loaded the goods onto the carriage, rested happily for a long time, and arrived outside Xiyin City at the beginning of the next day.

Xiyin City covers a large area, almost four miles long and wide, and there are large buildings outside the city.

There were sergeants standing guard at the city gate. Lang Zhen entered the city with his identity certificate, but Feng Jun could only guard the carriage outside the city.

Looking at the messy buildings and noisy crowds not far away, Feng Jun couldn't help but whisper softly, "Is this... a shanty town?"

But no matter what, there are so many people living outside the city, and the chaos is not chaotic, which shows that the order in Xiyin City is still good, and there are no famines or wars.

Seeing a carriage parked not far away, four or five men gathered around. They looked at Feng Jun for a while, and then a thin middle-aged man stepped forward and said with a smile, "Brother, what's wrong with your hair?"

Feng Jun didn't dare to play off his personality this time. He just looked at the man and said two words calmly, "Foolish!"

"Then you are so lucky," the middle-aged man continued to laugh. "The water only burned your hair, but you are fine."

Feng Jun glanced at him and ignored him intentionally, but thinking that he would eventually integrate into this society, he nodded slightly without expression and said nothing more.

However, when he responded like this, the skinny man became more energetic. He smiled and asked, "Brother, where did you come from?"

Yes, we were talking about brothers just now, but now we are brothers.

Feng Jun glanced at him sideways, took out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, took a deep breath, and exhaled a cloud of smoke comfortably, and then slowly uttered three words, "Are you okay?"

Although Xiyin is a provincial capital, have people here ever seen cigarettes and lighters?

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and said with a smile, "Brother, you have a good cigarette. Can you give me one?"

Feng Jun took another puff slowly and puffed out smoke from his nose, "Why?"

"It's just a cigarette, where did it come from?" A tall and strong man stepped forward and reached out to grab the pack of cigarettes. "I open my mouth to a foreigner like you to give you face."

Feng Jun has carefully concealed his accent, and he is also working hard to learn the local dialect, but no matter how few words he speaks, there are still subtle differences in his accent, and this difference cannot be hidden from these people at all.

When Feng Jun saw the other party reaching out, he pulled out the dog-leg knife from his leg and chopped it off without saying a word.

The tall and strong man's skills were not bad either. He saw a flash of cold light, his body swayed, and he suddenly retreated more than ten feet away.

Seeing the strange shiny weapon in the opponent's hand, his face sank, "Mard, how dare you use a weapon? Brothers... come together, we are here to rest the Yin people, and it is not the turn of outsiders to run wild." "

When the other men saw this, they slowly gathered around him with cold expressions. They didn't say anything else except that the conflict involved regional relations, so they had reason to take sides.

Feng Jun reached out, took out a loaded and powerful crossbow from the carriage, and pulled the trigger.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and about half a meter in front of the tall, strong man, a crossbow arrow drilled into the ground, leaving only an arrow tail less than an inch long.

When several men saw this, they all took a deep breath. They were living outside the city and were used to meeting outsiders. They were also used to bullying each other by relying on their status as locals.

Now the foreigner in their eyes is not only young, but also has a horse and carriage, and there are goods on the carriage, but he is also alone. Everyone feels that if they don't bully this person, they will feel sorry for themselves.

But no one in their wildest dreams thought that the opponent not only dared to use a sword, but also had a crossbow and arrows, and could actually shoot them.

The tall man's face sank, "How dare you hide a crossbow secretly. Brothers, go and tell the arresting officer."

"What's going on?" At this moment, two people came out from behind the house not far away, both wearing police uniforms. One of them held an iron ruler, while the other had a narrow-edged single sword in his waist. .

"I've seen Brother Zhu San," the middle-aged thin man cupped his hands and said with a smile, "There is a stranger with a fine steel bow and crossbow who wants to hurt people... We can't tolerate this."

"Bullshit," the man holding the iron ruler snorted and spoke disdainfully, "It's you rats again who want to bully outsiders and hit the iron plate, right?"

"I really didn't want to bully him, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net" the middle-aged thin man cried out aggrievedly, "I just want to ask for a puff of cigarette...a puff of cigarette, is this considered a thing?"

His logic can't be said to be problematic. As mentioned before, tobacco has not formed a large-scale industry in this plane. You can just grow a little on the fields and ridges. If you meet a friend, you really won't care about sharing a little tobacco.

"Stop talking nonsense," Captain Iron Ruler snorted and frowned in disgust.

He seems to have quite a prejudice against these guys, "Who can't bear to take a puff of cigarettes? Are you deliberately trying to find trouble?"

"It's really just a puff of smoke," the tall and strong man said, and his attitude was not very good. "This guy will chop me with his knife."

The two detectives turned their heads and looked at Feng Jun.

"Paper-rolled cigarettes?" The man with a sword hanging from his waist saw the trick and said in surprise, "You are willing to give it up."

Feng Jun smiled disapprovingly, took out two cigarettes, and threw them away. When he came here, he brought only cigarettes without filters, so he was not afraid of being seen through.

The Iron Ruler stepped aside with a cold face and let the cigarette fall, but the Hanging Knife Agent reached out and caught the cigarette.

He looked at the cigarette in his hand with a smile, put it to his nose and smelled it, and then said, "Good smoke... I haven't asked you yet, where did you come from?"

Feng Jun threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, took out another cigarette, lit it with a lighter, and then replied unhurriedly, "Come from where you came."

"Hey, that's interesting," the Xandao agent laughed, and then stretched out his hand, "Lend me the fire starter."

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