Big Data Cultivation

According to Lang Zhen, there is also a mountain next to the Fuyin Xiyin City. It is easy to dig out this gorgeous stone.

At the beginning, the stone was worthless. Everyone ran the mountain and picked it up.

Later, some martial arts practitioners, because the stone is hard and beautiful, so they used it to hone their cultivation practices and polished the object into various objects.

For example, the pair of stone **** that Feng Jun bought, Lang Zhen thought that this was the result of the warriors bored and polished.

Of course, because the polished items are more beautiful, the martial artists can sell them to subsidize their households while they are practicing, which is even better.

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

He has always been a little puzzled. Although he said that the river valley he passed by, although it was said to be inaccessible, it was not a human restricted area. How could such a beautiful jade box be thrown there casually without anyone picking up?

Now, he finally got the answer-too cheap.

Not to mention the broken jade box, that is, a good jade box is thrown there, it is difficult to say whether others are willing to bend over for it.

As for the piece of unpolished sheep fat white jade, needless to say, certainly not the unlucky egg holding jump river.

Eight out of nine, after the man was killed, the murderer randomly took a stone, tied it to him, and sank in the river.

That's right, the best sheep fat jade seed material is just used as a stone for sinking corpses.

At this moment, Lang Zhen's words reached his ears, "I also picked up a stone and polished a large bowl. Later, when there was a raid in the wild, I threw the stone out and won some time ... "

Feng Jun heard that, the corner of his mouth could not help twitching, peat, thrown out as a stone ...

However, Lang Zhen ’s words were not finished yet, "This stone can also be used as a food box to prevent insects from crawling in. It can also be used to press the vegetable bowl when pickling pickles in winter."

Feng Jun heard this, completely speechless, food box? Use jade to crush pickles?

The night was coming soon, the two went on the road again, and this time, Feng Jun was riding a motorcycle to get off the road.

During their journey, they also met travelers who rushed at night, but the motorcycle's headlights were too dazzling, and most of the people they met did not dare to come close and watch.

Until one day, they encountered a team of more than 100 people.

There were also a lot of good players in the team. Even seven or eight people chased them up on horseback. I do n’t know what kind of mentality it was.

Lang Zhen first shouted out the incision of the Tianyong army, saying that it was a military service, and the idlers waited for concessions-he served as a soldier in the Tianxiong army and was no stranger to the incision of the brother army.

The warrior chased by ignored it, but ordered them to stop.

Lang Zhen was carrying Feng Jun ’s powerful crossbow. In other words, he shot with an arrow, hitting the chest and abdomen of the horse in front, and shouted at the same time, "Catch up again, at your own risk!"

The horse ate this arrow and fell to the ground suddenly. The knight on his body reached out well. One turned and jumped off the horse to stand firmly on the ground.

The knights saw that the other party really dared to shoot an arrow. They used the unprecedented full-steel arrows. They suddenly dared not chase anymore. They just screamed messily and let the other party leave a name.

After this incident, Feng Jun and Lang Zhen also found something wrong, so the two discussed and went straight to a county called Ning Lan.

Beside the town outside the county, Feng Jun had to send his weapons and motorcycles back to the real world, and hid other materials.

Then, Lang Zhen showed his insightful advantage. The two went to the town, used a gold leaf and sixty silver dollars, bought two stallions, and got a carriage.

The price of horses is a little more expensive, but there is no way. People do not want to sell carts and horses, but want to make money by providing services. It is not enough to not add money.

However, it is very regrettable that the idea of ​​lone wolf wanting Feng Jun to be registered here is defeated.

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

Lang Zhen later told Feng Jun that he wouldn't sell and pull down. When Fucheng died, I had a way to help you.

In fact, after arriving at Ning Lan, Xiyin was looking around. The two loaded the goods on the carriage and rested beautifully for a long time. At the beginning of the next day, they arrived outside Xiyin City.

Xiyin City covers a large area, almost four miles in length and width, and there are large houses outside the city.

There was a sergeant standing guard at the city gate. Lang Zhen entered the city with his ID, but Feng Jun could only guard the carriage outside the city.

Looking at the messy house and the noisy crowd not far away, Feng Jun couldn't help but whispered, "This is ... shantytown?"

However, there can be so many people living outside the city, but the disturbance is not messy, indicating that the order of Xiyin City is still good, and there is no famine and war.

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

Feng Jun did not dare to play personality this time, just glanced at the man, and spit out two words lightly, "Go water!"

"Then you are too lucky," the middle-aged man continued to laugh, "Walking water only burns hair, but people are fine."

Feng Jun glanced at him, and he was ignorant, but thinking about how he would eventually integrate into this society, he nodded slightly expressionlessly, and said nothing more.

However, he responded in this way, but the thin man came up, and he smiled and asked, "Where are you from, brother?"

Yes, I said brother just now, and now I am a brother.

Feng Jun glanced at him with a glance, took out a cigarette, and took a lighter, then took a deep breath and spit out a plume of smoke comfortably, before slowly spitting out three words, "What are you doing?"

Although Xiyin is Fucheng, why have people here seen cigarettes and lighters?

The middle-aged man swallowed a spit and said with a smile, "Brother, you are a good smoker. Give him one?"

Feng Jun took another breath without letting out a smoke, and smoke from his nose, "Why?"

"It's just a cigarette, where did it come from?" A strong man stepped forward and grabbed the pack of cigarettes. "Open your mouth with you, a foreigner, to give you face."

Feng Jun has been very careful to cover up the accent. He is also trying to learn the local dialect, but the number of words he speaks is small, there are subtle differences in the accent, and this difference can not be concealed at all.

Feng Jun saw that the other party reached out and pulled the dogleg knife from his leg. He cut it without saying anything.

The skill of the strong man was not bad. When he saw the flash of cold light, his figure flickered, and he withdrew from the storm for a distance.

His face sank when he saw the weird Weapon Blade on the opponent's hand, "Mad, how dare you use the Blade? How many brothers ... Come together, where the rest of the people die, it's no time for the foreigners to come to the wild. "

Seeing this, the other men slowly came around with a cold face, not to mention, only to say that this contradiction involved the geographical relationship, and they had reason to shoot.

Feng Jun probed his hand and found a powerful crossbow that had been stringed from the carriage and pulled the trigger.

"Poo" sounded softly, about half a meter in front of the tall man, a crossbow arrow burrowed into the ground, leaving only the tail less than an inch long.

Several men saw this and took a breath of air. They were discussing life outside the city. When they met foreigners, they were also used to bullying each other by relying on the identity of locals.

Now the foreigners in their eyes are not only young, they have horses and carriages, and there are goods on the carriages, but they are all alone. Everyone feels not bullying this person, and they are sorry for themselves.

But everyone never dreamed that the other party not only dared to shoot a sword, but also had a crossbow arrow, and dared to really shoot.

The strong man's face sank, "Dare to hide the bow and crossbows, brothers, go and tell the arresting room."

"What's the matter?" At the moment, after the house not far away, two people were turned out, both in a fast-catching uniform, one man holding an iron ruler, and the other in the waist, but with a narrow blade .

"I have seen Brother San," the middle-aged thin man arched his hands and said with a smile, "There is a foreigner who holds a steel crossbow and wants to hurt people ... I can't bear it."

"Bullshit," the man holding the iron ruler sneered and said disdainfully, "You are a bunch of rats, you want to bully outsiders, hit the iron plate, right?"

"I really didn't want to bully him ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The middle-aged thin man grieved and yelled," I just want to get a mouthful of cigarettes ... a mouthful of cigarettes, is this also a thing? "

His logic cannot be said to be problematic. As mentioned earlier, tobacco does not form a large-scale industry in this plane. If you plant a little bit on the top of the field, if you encounter the same thing, you really do n’t care to share a little shredded tobacco.

"Less nonsense," Iron Ruler sniffed quickly, frowning in disgust.

He seems to have quite a prejudice to these guys, "Who is reluctant to breathe a cigarette? Are you interested in looking for ballast?"

"It's really a cigarette," the strong man said, and his attitude was not very good. "This guy cuts me with a knife."

The two arrested quickly turned their heads and looked at Feng Jun.

"Smoke of paper rolls?" This man with a single-handed waist saw the fame and said in surprise, "You're willing."

Feng Jun smiled disapprovingly, found two cigarettes, and threw them away. He came here with all the cigarettes without filter, and he was not afraid of the other party peeping.

The iron ruler caught his face cold and let it go, letting the cigarettes fall, but the hanging knife catching quickly caught his hand and caught the cigarette.

He smiled at the smoke in his hand, took it on his nose and smelled it, and then spoke out, "Good smoke ... I haven't asked you yet, where is your son?"

Feng Jun threw away the cigarette **** in his hand, took another cigarette, and lit it with a lighter, then he replied without delay, "Come here."

"Yeah, it's kind of interesting," Sudden Sword Catcher laughed quickly, and then stretched out his hand, "Let the fire thing, lend me a favor."

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