Global Reincarnation: I have a problem with my identity.

Chapter 199 The Way to Survive in Troubled Times
As the saying goes, pretend to be struck by lightning.

Zhang Fang's personal experience is that common sayings do have their truth in many cases.

In the deserted village before, Zhang Fang originally planned to find a clean house to rest for the night, and wait until the next morning when the rain stopped and the sky cleared before continuing on his way.No matter how bad it was, he could still grab two war horses from the Qingjiang gang to use as means of transportation.

But after the battle with Hou Xibai, he suddenly changed his mind, gave up the original plan, and took the fire instead, using lightness kung fu at an appropriate time to leave.

Before leaving, he left behind a few lines of poems, which filled his eyes, as if he vividly interpreted the image of a worldly expert.

But after pretending to be coercive, it was his turn to suffer.

Running through the rain all night, even for a master like him, is by no means a pleasant thing.Later, even in order to avoid the rain, Zhang Fang had to find a cave at random and spend the night in it.

After waking up early the next day, he simply ate two dry rations, then took the fire again and continued on his way. It was around noon that he arrived at a small county town near Jingling.

Since Yang Guang was killed by Yu Wenhua and Qibing, the situation in various places has also intensified.Those who already ruled the land as kings and emperors took advantage of the situation to expand their territory. Those who were originally Sui officials or held a wait-and-see attitude rose up one after another and became local forces to defend their urban and rural homes.

The county seat is still under the jurisdiction of Dubashanzhuang. After Zhang Fang paid the city gate tax of one tael of silver, he entered the city smoothly.

Speaking of it, silver is not a common currency in the reincarnation space, and reincarnation people usually don't use precious points to exchange these things that they don't know if they can be used in the next dungeon world.Therefore, at this moment, Zhang Fang only has the twelve taels of start-up funds presented by the Reincarnation Tower at the beginning of his entry.

This money is naturally enough for a long time in a peaceful and prosperous age like Tianlong, Shooting Condor, and Xiaoao, but in a chaotic world like "The Legend of Double Dragons in the Tang Dynasty", it costs one or two to enter a city gate. It is absolutely impossible to support him to live comfortably until the end of the dungeon stay time.

While thinking about how to get more money without wasting a lot of time and destroying the character design, so as to facilitate his future plans to start a war, Zhang Fang began to look around.

But the long street is simple and unsophisticated, with row upon row of houses, people and vehicles passing by on the road, and a peaceful and lively scene, which makes people forget the danger of the beacon smoke outside.

There are hardly any traces of aged women on the street, and the occasional ones from other places just hurried away with their heads bowed.

While walking, Huo'er's voice came from my ear again: "Brother, actually, I have one more thing that I have never figured out. Since you want to pretend to be an outsider, why don't you just choose one, this dungeon An identity that already exists in the world? For example, as you said before, wouldn't it be easier for people to accept the disciple of the evil emperor Xiang Yutian?"

Hearing this, Zhang Fang shook his head slightly: "It's not that I haven't thought about the method you said. But pretending to be the successor of some inherent masters is in danger of being seen through, which will lead to the collapse of the human establishment and the failure of success. Just like The evil emperor you mentioned, Xiang Yutian, still has four major disciples alive."

"Moreover, once you get involved with those top experts, it will inevitably cause unnecessary troubles, and it may easily lead to Ning Daoqi, Shi Zhixuan, Zhu Yuyan and the like, terrifying existences that I can't match at present, the gain outweighs the loss."

Zhang Fang said a lot of blah blah blah, but the passers-by who passed by him couldn't hear a word.

This is also a manifestation of Zhang Fang's more meticulous control of zhenqi after fusing the second picture of "The Secret of Longevity".Now he can use his internal force to constrain his voice into a thread and send it directly into Huo'er's ears, without worrying about being overheard by others.

After a slight pause, he continued: "What's more, what I want to do is to take advantage of Shi Feixuan's popularity, so as to earn the maximum reputation in this mission. In this case, A special identity whose origin is unknown and everything is a mystery, on the contrary, it is easier to arouse the infinite associations of others, and the effect is even better."

"Speaking of which, it's also fortunate that the Tower of Samsara is on this floor, so players will never be randomly assigned identities. If things are really as you said, I will really have a headache!"

While speaking, the two had already arrived at the door of a restaurant.

At this moment, it was still a little early for the meal, and the business of the restaurant was not too hot.As soon as Zhang Fang stopped in front of the door, the guy in charge of welcoming the guests warmly stepped forward to greet them and welcome them in.

Zhang Fang found a seat by the window on the second floor and sat down, ordered a meat and a vegetarian side dish, and ordered two plates of fruit for Huo'er. While enjoying the scenery outside the window, he began to enjoy lunch.

Speaking of which, the cooks in this hotel are quite average.But because of the war, the villages and towns that Zhang Fang met along the way were empty, and there was no restaurant that was open.Yesterday's lunch, dinner and today's breakfast were all compressed biscuits.

Now I can finally eat a decent meal, even if it is not a delicacy, I feel quite happy.

While eating, Huo'er's small mouth couldn't help asking questions, as if he was full of curiosity about everything in this dungeon world.Zhang Fang was in a good mood, and answered patiently one by one.

Between questions and answers, other guests came upstairs one after another, and soon the lobby on the second floor was full.

At this time, there was a loud commotion downstairs, followed by a group of more than ten warriors from different races walking upstairs swaggeringly.The three people who walked in the front were two men and one woman. The leader was a man about thirty years old, dressed in white as snow, handsome and slender, with an air of looking down on the world.On his left and right sides, stood a red-clothed beauty with pink arms and a round navel, and a burly young man.

After the group went upstairs, the burly young man among the three walking in front immediately took a step forward, pointed at the three tables where Zhang Fang and Huo Er were sitting, and shouted: "We have requisitioned these three tables, hurry up!" !"

Hearing this, Zhang Fang couldn't help frowning.

Is the world of Datang, which claims to have all kinds of online IQs, full of such fools?

At this time, the guests on the other two tables saw that this group of alien warriors carrying swords was not easy to mess with, so they gave up their seats in desperation.Zhang Fang, on the other hand, continued to eat in a leisurely manner, completely ignoring the shouts of the foreign youth.

Seeing this, the young man of the foreign race was furious. Just as he was about to step forward, he was stopped by the leading man in white, and at the same time he said, "My friend, won't you sell my elder uncle to save face?"

It turned out to be a disciple taught by Tie Le Qu Ao, so it's okay.

Zhang Fang finally found a reasonable explanation for the stupid behavior of this group of people, but he said disdainfully: "What is your face?"

"court death!"

Zhang Fang's words were not polite, and the foreign youth on the other side immediately stepped forward, drew out his sword and stabbed Zhang Fang in the chest.

In troubled times, sometimes fighting is just like this for no reason.

Zhang Fang feels that this may not just be a question of whether the IQ is online or not.But in this kind of world, if you want to live well, you have to be vicious?
Thinking this way in his heart, Zhang Fang had already put down his chopsticks, and then casually took one out of the chopstick cage, and then tapped it casually.A ling air force shot out from the end of the chopsticks, and hit the foreign youth's wrist impartially.

Broken Sword!
The sound of bone shattering was immediately transmitted to the ears of everyone around.

The foreign youth, seeing that Zhang Fang was not carrying a weapon, but had a child with him, only thought that he was a young master who lived in the local area, so he acted recklessly.Unexpectedly, under underestimating the enemy, Zhang Fang knocked out his wrist, and the long sword dropped from his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Fang flicked his fingers, and the bamboo chopsticks in his hand immediately turned into a sharp sword, shooting towards the opponent's heart.

His chopsticks came too fast.The young man of the foreign race had just noticed his ultimate move when the chopsticks hit his heart precisely. With one blow, the zhenqi directly pierced through the opponent's body protection and poured into the chest cavity.

The burly young man of the foreign race only had time to groan before his eyes quickly lost their luster.

"Clang!..."

Until this moment, the opponent's long sword finally fell to the ground, making a desolate sword cry, as if mourning for the loss of its master.

[You killed Brother Geng Hu'er, the third disciple of Tie Le master "Flying Eagle" Qu Ao, and got rewards: 3000 points, "Riding" cheats × 1, "Riding" practice experience × 1! 】

Sure enough, after defeating Hou Xibai head-on, killing a little trash like Brother Geng Hu'er would have no prestige in the world at all.

Seeing that Zhang Fang was waving his hands, he took Geng Hu'er's life with a chopstick. More than a dozen Tie Le warriors drew their swords in unison, and they were ready to rush forward to avenge Geng Hu'er.

But Chang Shumou, who was the leader, saw that Zhang Fang was powerful and would not be easy to provoke, so he waved his hand to stop these people, but looked at Zhang Fang coldly, and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you, dare to stay?" Next name?"

"Leave your name so that you can inform Qu Ao and avenge his disciple yourself?" Zhang Fang sneered, and just when the other party thought he couldn't get an answer, he said proudly, "Tell Qu Ao to kill him." His apprentice is called Hua Qianshu!"

"Hua Qianshu!?" Upon hearing this name, Zhang Shumou was obviously taken aback, and then said in a deep voice, "I have written down this name."

"Write it down, just get out, don't affect my pleasure of eating."

Chang Shumou's expression changed several times when he heard the words, and finally he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!" Following Chang Shumou's order, a Tie Le warrior immediately lifted Brother Geng Hu'er up. The dead body and his saber left the restaurant in desperation.

At this time, a pretty girl in a strong suit with a sword hanging from her waist suddenly got up from the seat in the corner, came to Zhang Fang's seat, and asked with a smile: "So it's the dude in front of you, little girl?" I have admired Playboy's great reputation for a long time, I wonder if I have the honor to dine at the same table with Playboy?"

Is this a successful tease?
Zhang Fang touched his handsome face, and asked casually, "I don't know what to call the girl?"

"My name is Ma Lian." After reporting her name, the girl immediately added: "In fact, I have another identity, and I am also a member of the organization. Well, it is the organization of Fenghua Xueyue."

(End of this chapter)