Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 113 Riot
"Kill!"

"Those who don't want to starve to death, rush in with me and grab food!"

"The left and right are but one life..."

"Come on!"

Under the night, it was pitch black.

Leaving the range illuminated by the candle, you can't see your fingers.

There were only chaotic and roaring sounds one after another, and the sounds were getting closer and closer, and the unwilling roar among them made people turn pale.

It is clear.

The refugees in the city rioted.

And listening to the sound, it seems that the riot did not occur in one place, but spread to the whole city.

"Master."

Wu Hai clenched the long knife in his hand, and said in a low voice:

"Go back and hide."

He knew that Fangzheng was stronger than himself.

But the other party is the master, and he is a servant. Since he is the king's salary, he must do his best to protect him at critical times.

Fangzheng shook his head lightly:

"Don't worry, the people living in this street are either rich or expensive. They are not ordinary people. Almost every family has a nursing home. There should be no problem."

The persimmons are soft first.

Refugees are not fools, and they should be able to see what people order when they grab something.

"Peng!"

The loud noise was deafening, and Fang's face changed slightly.

This voice is nearby...

What happened?
"Master!"

Wu Hai turned his head to look, and asked for instructions.

"Ah."

Fangzheng nodded, Wu Hai was overjoyed immediately, and hurried to the house.

Scan the field.

There are not many servants in Fangfu.

Old Liu, who is watching the gate, has no strength to restrain a chicken and is useless.

Both Li San and Li Hu, the coachmen, were introduced by Wu Hai. Among them, Li Hu has a first-blood cultivation, and Li San is only physically strong.

except them,

There are also four helpers from the kiln entrance. They also work part-time as nurses in normal times, and there are no outsiders other than that.

Even if Fang Zheng is added, there are less than ten people in total.

The rest are all female relatives.

In the past, when this was the Sun Mansion, there were no less than 50 or [-] people in the courtyard, and nearly half of them could take up weapons for emergency rescue.

Fortunately, although they are few in number, their strength is not bad.

Brothers Li San and Li Hu are all elites who retired from the Huben Army. They are good at attacking on the battlefield, and they can block the second-blood warriors together.

In the past two years, Wu Hai has eaten and drank a lot, and he has never neglected martial arts, so his strength has improved a lot.

also……

And Fang Zheng!
"Boom!"

The door trembled suddenly, dust fell down, the huge impact even made the gate building shake, and made several people's bodies tense.

how come?
Fang showed surprise.

He knows exactly how strong his own gate is, it is made of solid wood up to one foot thick, opening the gate every day exhausts Lao Liu's physical strength.

right now,

With just one blow, it was knocked to the point of collapse?

"It's a ram!"

Li San's eyes narrowed:

"This is something used for siege. Even if it is a simple version, it cannot be made by refugees. There must be something weird in it!"

Needless to say?
Fangzheng rolled his eyes.

How could ordinary turmoil spread to the whole city in such a short period of time, it was obvious that someone secretly instigated it, and the situation was even worse.

"Someone climbed the wall." Li Hu roared:
"careful!"

Amidst the roar, he had already bent his bow and set his arrows.

"collapse!"

The arrow pierced into the wall and penetrated several inches into the soil, and the tail feathers trembled rapidly, which also shocked the refugee who had just climbed up the wall and fell down.

The courtyard walls of different worlds, especially the courtyard walls of rich and noble families, are high and steep, and they are filled with sharp objects and plants full of thorns.

climb the wall,

First of all, you will bruise yourself all over.

Li Hu was also merciful and did not aim at the refugees, otherwise such a short distance would not fail.

"Everyone."

Fangzheng took a step forward and shouted loudly:

"We don't have much food here, even if we distribute it to you, it will definitely not be enough to eat, but there are swords to entertain you, do you really want to try?"

"You liar?" Someone yelled outside the door:

"You rich and noble families like to hoard things the most. No one can go hungry if you are hungry. There must be a lot of food hidden in such a big yard."

"Sword?"

"Scare us!"

"Boom..."

The crash sounded again.

The two gates were clearly distorted and deformed, cracks appeared in the gate bar, and figures appeared on the wall.

"rush!"

"Rush in and distribute the food!"

"If you don't give food, you will kill people. The reason why we have fallen to this point is all because of these rich people. They deserve to die!"

"Peng!"

"Everyone." Fangzheng shouted:
"How do you want to leave?"

"I really don't have any extra food here, but I have money, so I'm willing to pay 100 taels of silver for you to leave?"

There was a sudden silence outside.

Immediately afterwards, whispers sounded.

"Ten taels?"

"That's 100 taels!"

"According to the current market price, it is enough to buy [-] acres of good farmland."

"..."

"What are you doing?" A loud roar interrupted everyone's discussion:
"Rush in, everything inside is yours, don't say 100 taels, even if we want 1000 taels, they will give it to you."

"A mere 100 taels of silver is enough?"

"You don't know the price of food now? 100 taels of silver is not even enough for us to eat for a few days!"

"Rush me!"

"rush!"

The anger and desire in the refugees' hearts were once again aroused by words, everyone roared loudly, and the ram hit the gate again.

"Peng!"

There was a huge tremor outside, already crumbling.

Fangzheng narrowed his eyes, turned around and went back to the room to take out a strangely shaped crossbow, took out three crossbow bolts and placed them on it one by one.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, the gate weighing several thousand catties broke away from the latch, flew off the ground, and hit the ground heavily, setting off a large cloud of smoke and dust.

Before the smoke and dust dissipated, several figures rushed over.

"kill!"

The person who came had red eyes, a sharp knife in his hand, and a murderous look on his face. He didn't come to grab food at all, but to kill and loot.

refugee?

Do not!
Absolutely not!

How can there be such a sturdy body?
"collapse!"

"collapse!"

"..."

Li Hu skillfully pulled the bowstring, and the arrows were shot one after another. The powerful arrow shot down the two of them in an instant, while the others had already rushed forward.

"kill!"

Li Sanhu roared, and charged forward with a knife.

Sancai knife!

hack!
sweep!
tease!
The Huben Army was once known as the number one army of the Wei Dynasty. Even ordinary soldiers have been battle-tested and are not afraid of a large number of opponents.

The two joined forces, but the refugees who broke into the door were slightly blocked.

"drink!"

The morale of the four kiln helpers was shocked, they shouted in unison, and took a step forward with a long gun in their hands, and the sharp blade of the gun stabbed forward.

This strike is powerful and heavy, but the speed is not slow.

"Ok?"

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows, showing surprise.

This momentum...

But it doesn't look like a helper from the kiln at all, more like an elite who has been in the battlefield, of course, he is much younger than Li Hu and the others.

"Master."

Wu Hai stepped forward, saw the puzzlement in his eyes, and said with a smile:

"Idle is also idle. I saw them doing nothing, so I handed over the things we used in the war at that time. I didn't expect it to be useful."

"Amazing." Fangzheng gave a thumbs up:
"The pace is consistent, the gun is powerful, and you are more fearless in the face of danger. It doesn't look like you are still a general!"

"My boss is too famous." Wu Hai shook his head:
"I'm just following the gourd and drawing a ladle, just blindly. We were trained by the general for a month, and we were much better than them."

"The Huben Army is worthy of the name." Fangzheng nodded:
"Speaking of which, apart from the old Liu mother and daughter, almost everyone in my Fangfu belongs to you now. My boss is really negligent."

"Master!"

Wu Hai's complexion changed drastically, and he suddenly knelt down on one knee:
"The little one was able to become today because of your help. Everything he did was to repay his boss, and he never had the heart of a second minister."

"Get up, get up." Fangzheng waved his hands again and again:
"We've been together for so long, how could I not know what you mean? It's because I can't speak. It was just a joke. Don't take it to heart."

He was really just joking.

The different world is different from the modern society. The strong are always strong. With his three-blood cultivation, even Wu Hai and the others are no match.

it's here,
Weili belonged to himself, and it was extremely difficult to rebel.

otherwise.

Given the situation of the Wei Dynasty, how could it last for five or six hundred years?
It is because once there is a rebellion, the imperial army suppresses the territory, and a group of masters swarm out, any dissatisfaction will collapse.

However, Fang Zheng's joke was kept in Wu Hai's heart.

I have good intentions, but I do it on my behalf, and even train elite soldiers in private. No matter where I put it, it is a crime of disobedience.

Fortunately, the boss didn't mind, but we must keep it in mind in the future.

"Come on!"

While speaking, more and more people rushed into the courtyard.

There was even a personal figure on the wall, facing the luxuriously furnished Fangfu, everyone's eyes burst out with greed.

Li Hu and others who were standing in the front could no longer hold on.

"Employee?"

"Go ahead."

Fang Zheng waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Wu Hai bowed his head in response, then stood up boldly and looked at the crowd, reached out his hand and pulled out the saber from his waist, and rushed towards the crowd with a tiger roar.

At this time, he was wearing armor.

The armor was tailor-made for him half a year ago. The material is just like his armor stomach. It is light and strong, and even protects the face.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like an iron man.

"Go away!"

Amidst the roar, Wu Hai abruptly rushed into the crowd.

Wearing a full body of armor, he doesn't have to block incoming attacks at all. He only needs to swing his knife back and forth, and he can make people fall back crazily.

the courage of one man,
It can stop an army!
"Secret armor, how courageous!"

There was an angry roar from the crowd, apparently they didn't expect that this family had hidden armor, and it was such high-grade armor.

Wei Law.

One Jia was expelled from the army, three Jia were beheaded, and ten Jia were from the barbarians.

This is talking about an ordinary armored stomach, an armored stomach worth less than ten pennies, the armor stomach in Wu Hai's body, the cost alone may cost hundreds of pennies.

More than enough to destroy the whole family.

"Ah……"

Regarding this, Fangzheng just sighed lightly.

Today is different from the past, hiding a stomach is not a big deal, and he has a good relationship in the yamen, so having a set of armor in his hand is nothing.

Besides,

The other side instigates refugee riots, how can it be qualified to speak of itself?

"Go away!"

Relying on the armor on his body, Wu Hai went on a rampage, brandished a long knife to disperse a group of refugees, stood in the field and shouted loudly:

"Leave quickly, or don't worry about Wu being rude!"

"Shh!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a long spear suddenly pierced out of the crowd, like a swift poisonous snake spitting out a message, and rushed straight to the face with fierce murderous intent.

Master!

Wu Hai's heart beat wildly, and he swung his knife subconsciously to sweep across.

"Humph!"

The other party hummed softly in his nose, shook his spear, and while avoiding the slashing with the blade, he slammed the armor on Wu Hai's head fiercely, bursting out with tremendous force.

"Boom..."

Wu Hai's body swayed, his eyes were dull, and he staggered backwards with a slanted body.

"The armor is good." The man with the gun rushed out of the crowd, stepping on his feet, the soundtrack disdainful:

"Unfortunately, the entrustment is not human."

"Fall for me!"

While speaking, the long spear danced, directly attacking Wu Hai's face.

He is confident in his cultivation, even if the opponent wears a armored stomach and suffers a heavy blow to the head, the concussion force can make people lose their minds for a short time.

"when……"

The long knife blocked the long gun.

Under the armor, Wu Hai's eyes were piercing, and he roared furiously and slashed wildly with his knife:

"kill!"

"how come?"

The man with the gun was stunned, maybe the other party was not first blood but second blood like himself, otherwise how could he bear it.

Although he was puzzled in his heart, his movements were not slow at all. He dodged to avoid the attacking long knife, and gave him another shot.

No matter what.

No matter how good his marksmanship was, it was useless against an iron man. On the contrary, Wu Hai's casual stabbing forced him to retreat again and again.

Behind, Fangzheng narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Don't hold back."

He could tell that Wu Hai and the others were merciful in their attacks, their moves seemed ferocious but they avoided their vital points, and they still showed mercy to the refugees after all.

"Some are not refugees."

Fangzheng moved the crossbow and lightly pulled the trigger.

"collapse!"

"puff!"

A palm-sized arrow pierced through a person's skull, directly lifted the skull, and instantly, red and white arrows shot out from it.

Fang's face remained unchanged, and he pulled the trigger again.

"collapse!"

"puff!"

He has amazing eyesight and quick reflexes, and he only targets the sturdy people in the crowd.

In the blink of an eye, several people fell in a pool of blood.

a time.

Even the refugees who poured in were stunned, with horror in their eyes.

"Catch the thief first, capture the king first, and take down the owner of this place!"

In the crowd, two figures rushed out with lightning flashes, one of them was shaking his hands in mid-air, and cold lights came straight towards Fang Zheng.

hidden weapon!

Fangzheng tilted his head to avoid the incoming hidden weapon, but it was too late to use the crossbow again, and the two second-blood warriors had already approached.

One holds a water-splitting thorn about a foot long, and the other wields a machete in his hand.

Fen Shui stab moves sharply, and the cold light appears and disappears, directly attacking the vital points of the human body; the machete is majestic, and the power of the knife is astonishing.

"refugee?"

Fangzheng snorted coldly:

"There are so many fighters for refugees?"

Second-blood fighters can be elite disciples in the martial arts school.

"Who are you?"

While speaking, he threw down his crossbow and jumped forward, his hands were like millstones, his strength was like Tai Chi, his seemingly light movements contained great strength.

Tosser!
Tai Chi!
Today's Fangzheng, it is no exaggeration to say that he has mastered a hundred schools of thought, and his every move is the essence of martial arts that others have studied hard for many years in modern society.

It is also able to integrate strength and moves.

For example, Xingyi Bengjin is integrated into Twelve Tan Legs, Taiji Softness is integrated into Bajiquan, all these have long been beyond the scope of Xingyiquan.

Once a connoisseur is born, he will know whether there is one.

"Master!"

The expressions of the two changed, and the attack became more and more fierce.

"it is good!"

Fangzheng sneered, his muscles and bones trembled, his strength penetrated into his bones and out through his body, and the collision of fists, feet and weapons could make the opponent vomit blood uncomfortably.

In just a few strokes, there is already a clear decline.

Three bloods!

The man holding the water stinger narrowed his eyes, his pupils suddenly turned scarlet and strange, he opened his mouth wide, and spit out a strange syllable.

"Certainly!"

"Ok!"

Fangzheng groaned and tilted his head back. It was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer on his forehead, and his consciousness suddenly sank.

But the next moment.

Yan Junguan, who has practiced for a long time, thought spontaneously, and the phantom of Yan Jun appeared in his mind, instantly suppressing the turmoil in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The secret method of attacking the mind?
If it wasn't for being a three-blood martial artist, if he hadn't practiced the concept of a warlock, and suddenly changed, I'm afraid it might really be possible.

Fang's face was gloomy, his heart was full of murderous intent, and the ground under his feet shattered.

Look carefully.

The shattered ground suddenly took the shape of a lotus flower, and the soil bloomed outwards, but it was the footwork of the Buddhists in modern society to grow lotuses step by step.

With five fingers clenched into a fist, he slammed it down on one of them.

Diamond Hammer!
"Peng!"

The machete broke from it, and the shattered blade penetrated into the opponent's body, and one of the fragments even tore his fragile throat.

Seeing this, the man holding the water thorn changed his face and turned his head to run away.

"escape?"

Fangzheng's eyes were cold, and a body flashed behind the opponent. He bent his arm and hit it with an elbow, breaking his spine with a click.

Octopus collapse!
Under the burst of full strength, the power of the three bloods was fully displayed, and the two masters of the two bloods were killed and the other was seriously injured.

At this moment, a series of shouts came from the long street outside.

"Dangdangdang..."

"Kill the thief!"

"Mr. Fang, don't let the thief go!"

The torches joined together to form a fire dragon, and dozens of people rushed out with weapons in their hands, killing a bloody path among the refugees.

Seeing this, the 'refugees' who rushed into Fang's mansion couldn't help showing panic in their eyes. The person who fought with Wu Hai let out a roar, and a group of people quickly retreated towards the outside.

They came and went quickly, leaving only corpses on the ground.

"Master Fang."

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes rushed into the courtyard with a sword. The blade of the sword had already been stained with blood, and his face was slightly loose when he saw this:
"Are you OK?"

"Brother Shen." Fangzheng cupped his hands towards the visitor, and said politely:

"Thank you, Brother Shen, for coming to the rescue. There is no serious problem here for Fang."

Shen Ji is the patriarch of the Shen family on this street. He himself has practiced martial arts, and the cultivation level of the second blood is not bad in Gu'an County.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Seeing that Fangzheng was safe, Shen Ji couldn't help laughing and said:

"It seems that I was worrying too much. The refugees rioted tonight. I discussed with several owners on the street to integrate the various nursing homes."

"This barely killed the refugees."

"Oh!" Fangzheng's eyes lit up:
"Brother Shen is so decisive!"

Integrating so many people in such a short period of time and convincing each family to hand over their nursing homes shows that the other party's methods are amazing.

He asked himself that he could never do it.

"It's nothing, it's mainly the credit of others." Shen Ji waved his hands again and again:

"correct."

"Depending on the situation, the turmoil in the county will be difficult to calm down for a while. I don't know what Mr. Fang's plans are. Do you want to join forces with us?"

"Oh……"

"This matter is not urgent, Mr. Fang will clean up first."

"It's very inconvenient today, and Fang is visiting tomorrow." Fangzheng cupped his hands, bent down and picked up the dying 'refugee' on the ground, and casually knocked off the water thorn in the opponent's hand.

Carried the person to the side room, still on the ground.

Immediately, the curtain on the side was pulled open, revealing the altar behind.

"Altar?"

The 'refugee' struggled and curled up, his eyes went dark when he saw the altar, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"It's no wonder you can withstand my shocking sound. It turns out that you are still a warlock. We won't complain about our loss today."

"but……"

"You can't even think about escaping!"

"No birth mother, a vacuum hometown..."

"White Lotus Sect!" Hearing the sound, Fang Zheng was about to cast a spell, frowning and looking down:

"Are you a demon from the White Lotus Sect?"

"Hey..." the 'refugee' grinned, with blood gushing out of his mouth, his eyes getting darker and darker, obviously he couldn't last long:
"That's right, I'm Feng Shuo, a disciple of Master Xiang. Although I die today, I'm just returning to my hometown of vacuum. After you die, your soul will be scattered, and you will never be reborn forever."

"Feng Shuo? Fragrant Lord?" Fangzheng ignored the temptation of the other party's words, picked up a magic talisman, and said:
"Tell me everything you know, and how to use the frightening sound. If you are honest, I might be able to spare your life."

"Haha..." Feng Shuo laughed wildly:
"So you want to learn my fright sound?"

"Pooh!"

"Go dream!"

"That's not necessarily the case." Fang's expression froze, he pinched the formula with his hands, and recited the mantra, and the magic talisman in his palm ignited and turned into a wisp of green smoke into Feng Shuo's face.

Fantastic runes!
The spells of the Lushan Aconitum Sect can enchant the mind and are most suitable for torture.

"Feng Shuo?"

He drank in a low voice:
"Feng Shuo, let me ask you, what is the purpose of your White Lotus Sect to incite refugees?"

Feng Shuo struggled with his eyes, his eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes sober. He wanted to open his mouth to answer, but he stopped abruptly, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Fang Zheng frowned.

It seems that warriors from other worlds are very resistant to spells, at least far stronger than people in modern society, and magic charms are not very easy to use.

of course.

For one thing, the rank of the talisman is not high.

Secondly, his practice as a warlock is not enough.

If it were performed by a mage, maybe he could find out something.

If you can't ask about trivial matters, the frightening sound will naturally be even less rewarding, but it's not a waste of time to try.

(End of this chapter)