Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 58
Yi Shuyuan walked through the city gate and entered the inner city, only to feel that the inside and outside are full of prosperity, he puts his mind on his heart and puts his affection on his body, just like a river and lake visitor who just came to Yuezhou City, walking around like others in the city.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan felt that his own transformation had been completed, he had withstood the pressure and test, and turned into an instinct to integrate with himself, and he could chat with the people around him without much scruple.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yi Shuyuan finally got close to the tower, which alone occupied a raised high ground, and below it was a magnificent temple.

No one was guarding the outside of the tower, and no outsiders were allowed to enter. Yi Shuyuan looked up from a distance, and there were officials and warriors on almost every floor on the upper floors, and he could observe some movements in the city.

Yi Shuyuan smiled, and went around the road to the back of the tower. After a simple obliteration, he bent his legs slightly and took off into the air. He stretched out his hand to grab a protruding horn and pressed it with his strength, and his figure climbed up again silently, passing behind the two warriors on the highest floor, and landed firmly on the tip of the tower.

From this position, you can have a panoramic view of everything in the city.

Yi Shuyuan first searched the inner city area, and found several building complexes. Those places were guarded by a large number of officers and soldiers. One of them was where the Yuezhou Yamen Office was located.

Normally, the picture of the Mountains and Rivers Immortal Furnace should be in the Yuezhou Yamen, but the protection measures for this priceless treasure cannot be overstated, so it is very likely that it is not there.

At the same time, Yi Shuyuan also deeply felt that it was a place where martial arts heroes from all over the world gathered. Just looking around at random, there are many people in the city who are extraordinary.

When Yi Shuyuan turned his gaze to the south of the city, a smile appeared on his face.

At a corner of a certain street in the south of the city, more than a dozen people were walking on the street leading their horses, and all of them looked at everything around them in shock.

"Is Yuezhou City so prosperous?" "Yeah, it's almost midnight, and it's as lively as daytime?"

"Brother, didn't you pass through Yuezhou last time? Has it always been like this here?"

Holding the two horses in one hand, Ah Fei stared blankly at everything around him. In his sight, a shop clerk picked up an extinguished lantern with a bamboo pole, checked the candle inside and replaced it with a new one. Obviously, it would not be extinguished overnight.

"Naturally it couldn't be like this last time"

He Chaoju, the leader, said with emotion.

"As expected, it is the place where the biggest festival of martial arts will be held. This time it is really the right time, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life, and the picture of the mountain and river fairy stove, I can also see the true face!"

In fact, this area is close to the residential area. Compared with other places in Yuezhou City, it is relatively quiet, and the flow of people is not as dense as that of several main roads.

"Master, how much is the Mountain and River Immortal Furnace Picture worth?"

Hearing the question from the disciple beside him, He Chaoju patted him on the head.

"Vulgar! This picture of mountains, rivers and fairy stoves is a priceless treasure. It can at least enter the top three among the famous paintings of ancient and modern times. Who would use money to measure this treasure? I have to say that the current emperor is so courageous. I am reluctant to change places. .”

"Hey, brother, have you ever dreamed of being an emperor?"

"Hey, Yuezhou City is full of people from the government, this kind of joke can't be said!"

A group of people were laughing and laughing, but they still had some scruples, and the disciple who had just been beaten touched his head and asked again.

"Could it be a fake painting?"

"Brother, you are just talking nonsense. I don't know how many martial arts heroes and literati have come to Yuezhou. If they dare to fake it, wouldn't they be ridiculed by the heroes of the world? Or do you think so many people don't know the goods?"

A group of people walked like this, but Ah Fei's eyes stayed on a person on the street.

It was a small shop with no tables and chairs. The owner was busy making cakes inside the door. At the moment, there was only one customer. He was wearing a red tasseled felt hat and a worn old cloak. He sat on the steps of the shop and ate a large pie with great relish, a large gun with a cloth hood on its head across his knees.

"Brother, what are you looking at? Is there anything special about him?"

Mai Ake approached A Fei, followed his brother's line of sight, and asked curiously, while A Fei led the horse forward without taking his eyes off the man, and replied with a slight nod.

"A feeling, is a master!"

Mai Ake was not the only one who heard A Fei's words, and many of the companions looked in that direction.

As if sensing the sight of everyone, the man eating pancake raised his head and looked over, just holding the pancake and cupped his fists at the crowd, Ah Fei and others also cupped their fists in return.

The two sides passed by each other without saying anything.

The man eating cakes watched the group of people pass by, and he took a while to look away, but he was still paying attention to A Fei who was going away from the corner of his eyes, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help grinning.

"It's really right this time, a lot of masters!"

But at this moment, the man suddenly frowned, and looked towards the side alley. There was a man in white standing in the shadows. Although he was no longer visible, his gaze seemed to be directed towards the group of people who had just left, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. , secretly thinking about things.

The government has already announced that the martial arts competition in this tournament is only for those under the age of 40, so this boy who was not pleasing to the eye before might still be able to match.

"Hide your head and show your tail."

A disdainful voice came, and the man in white immediately looked at the door of the bakery over there, with a pair of unfriendly eyes showing coldness.

"My friend, everything comes from your mouth!"

The man eating the cake over there just looked up at the man in white with no fear on his face. He was also a master, so he didn't want to look directly at this one.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed from the sleeves of the man in white. There was no warning at this moment, and a warning sign of crisis rose in the heart of the man who was eating cakes. He raised his thigh almost instinctively, and the big gun on his leg turned instantly.

"Ding~"

The steel needle that flew towards the tip of the gun in the cloth cover made the man feel angry, and at the same moment he jumped up with the gun, threw the pancake with one hand, held the handle of the gun with his right hand, and rushed towards the gun like a tiger fighting a rabbit. Opposite the alley.

"The villain will die—"

This shot struck with such momentum that the man in white who had just made an attack was startled, jumped up almost immediately, and jumped into the alley with somersaults. This kind of place is not conducive to the use of long spears.

Unexpectedly, the man with the gun was not afraid at all. When the spear point pierced through the air, he directly pushed into the stone wall of the alley, rubbing the point of the gun with sparks all the way, and went straight to the opponent. The next moment, the spear swung upward.

"drink!"

The straight barrel of the gun threw out an arc, and because the gun body was extremely tough, the speed was so fast that the arc was blurred, and it made a sound like the howling of black wind.

"Bang~"

A shot hit one side of the wall, and the stones on the wall were shattered. The man in white saw the opportunity to attack, but saw the man with the gun jumping back and throwing the gun in his right hand. , the gun turned vertically, drawing a sharp wind howling blade circle, forcing the man in white to dodge.

But the gunman let go of his hand, and kicked the handle of the gun with one foot, making the spear double as if in an instant, and poked at the dodging man in white with a howl, but the latter's feet were so fast that he actually dodged After passing the spear's momentum, he kept retreating, and kicked the tip and tail of the spear hard, kicking the spear back.

The man with the gun refused to let go, and chased after the gun, holding the turned-back handle of the gun with both hands, and in an instant, the tip of the gun leading the way seemed to split into seven or eight afterimages, and the barrel of the gun in his hand was like a long blurred whip , to attack at a faster speed.

The gun is not easy to play, and it is not easy to hide!

When one's own side accumulates strength and moves, the opponent's internal energy has bottomed out in a breath of dodging. It is the moment when old strength is exhausted and new strength is not born. The spear reaches the distance of life and death in this instant.

"die--"

"Dangdangdang" "Hiss~"

The man in white took a few shots with a short knife, but he still couldn't dodge completely, and was directly stabbed in the chest. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and turned sideways, but his clothes were torn by the big gun, and he was maimed by the long gun. The shadow shook, and the gun barrel slapped on the chest.

"bang"

"puff"

A mouthful of blood was spat out, and the man in white also used his strength to toss over more than ten feet. He was forced to this point from the beginning to the end after underestimating the enemy for a while.

"What are you doing over there?" "Who dares to make trouble in the city—"

There were shouts and questions from officials and warriors, and the gun-wielding man turned his head to look at the alley he had entered before, but when he turned his head again, the man in white had disappeared, so he spit on the ground.

"Bah! Dog, you're lucky!"

This scene was all seen by Yi Shuyuan, who had already arrived on the roof not far away, and he thought it was extremely exciting, so he couldn't help applauding secretly!
When the official came, the man with the gun ran away immediately, and he also knew that it was not appropriate to cause trouble here.

When the people from the government arrived together with some martial artists, there were naturally no one to be seen.

What made Yi Shuyuan even more interesting was that the man with the gun came back after a while, picked up the pancakes he had just thrown away at the door of the bakery, and sat back in his old seat.

The owner of the cake shop was obviously dazed, but after hesitating, he didn't say anything more. The guy next to him didn't look like a bad guy, and one more thing was better than one less thing.

The man ate all the pancakes in his hand in three or two bites, and then picked out the pickles sticking to the oil paper and stuffed them into his mouth. He looked at the shop behind him, smiled, and planned to stand up.

Just as soon as he stretched his legs, the man's body stiffened slightly, because there was a shadow on the street two steps away in front of him.

The man raised his head abruptly, and there was a man in a long-sleeved long shirt looking at him with a smile in front of him.

How could this person suddenly appear?heard nothing!Feel nothing!

The man's eyes widened, his face showed disbelief and a bit of excitement, this is no ordinary master!
Yi Shuyuan also felt that the man in front of him was a little bit interesting, seeing him eating cakes and vegetable dregs, he seemed to be out of pocket, so he asked the shop over there who was making pancakes.

"Shopkeeper, how much is your pancake?"

The shopkeeper looked outside and answered.

"Three pennies a piece, pickled vegetable pancakes, they are delicious, do you want some from the guest officer, are there any ready-made pancakes?"

Yi Shuyuan took out nine Wen coins from his pocket, piled them up and placed them on the edge of the wooden cake making table of the store.

"I want three cakes, I will eat one for myself, and give two to this friend. I wonder if you will show me your face?"

"Hahaha, I'm hungry, I don't care that much!"

The shopkeeper smiled and handed the cake to Yi Shuyuan and the man who was sitting at the door just now.

"Two slow use!"

After saying this, the shopkeeper has already shouted.

"The freshly baked Yuezhou pickle cakes—three Wenqian each—"

Yi Shuyuan picked up the pancake and nodded to the man before getting up to leave, but he couldn't let the man in white run away, he wanted to follow up to have a look.

It's a good feeling to meet each other by accident and have a moment of friendship with each other. Yi Shuyuan has already taken over his role as a warrior.

The man grabbed the cake and was not in a hurry to eat it. He immediately shook his knees and brought the big gun to his side, stood up and saluted with fists in his hands.

"Junior Duan Silie, may I ask the senior's name?"

Yi Shuyuan paused and looked at the man. Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly said 'Oops' in his heart, because he hadn't thought of a name yet, so he could only think deeply.

"Names are not worth mentioning."

After saying this, Yi Shuyuan walked a considerable distance in a few steps, and walked away directly in front of Duan Silie.

Duan Silie stared blankly, his heart was agitated, it was indeed a martial arts conference where heroes from all over the world gathered, such masters showed up, and I don't know how powerful the rumored innate master is!

Excited, the cake in his hand was squeezed until the filling was squeezed out, and he regained his senses when it was hot, and quickly started to eat it.

(End of this chapter)