Qingyuan Immortal Palace

The next day, Old Man Qi got up early, changed Fang Yang into cleaner clothes, and led Fang Yang to the city.

Fengcheng has two grand main streets running across the city.

The shops on both sides of the street are owned by wealthy families, and many of them have white doors. Restaurants, teahouses, inns, and martial arts schools are all very lively.

As long as it is a property with a white door, there will be a small white fan logo under the sign.

To the south of Fengcheng is the city lord's palace. Some squires, local tyrants, and big businessmen also like to live in this area.

The east side of the city is the entrance to Baimen and some other powerful and gangster gangs.

Other urban areas are dominated by workshops and ordinary residents.

And low-status laborers like Old Man Qi can only live in shantytowns outside the city.

However, although it was outside the city, it was next to the military camp, so it was not disturbed by the bandits.

Early in the morning, the sky turned white, and residents came out of their homes.

The shouts of doing business gradually sounded, and Dafeng City began to become lively.

Fang Yang followed Old Man Qi all the way to the east of the city.

The white door looked like a giant official residence, which was even more luxurious than the facade of the City Lord's Mansion.

Standing at the vermilion gate is a young swordsman in a green shirt.

These people folded their hands on their chests and looked at the people coming and going on the street with a proud look on their faces.

Because Baimen is the most powerful and powerful family in Dafeng City, and because the Qinglong Gang has a respected status in the entire Fanzhou area, the arrogance on their faces as gatekeepers is much higher than that of gatekeepers from other small gangs.

Many carriages have gathered here.

There were some eleven or twelve year old children in the car.

Many of them are officials, businessmen and other children from wealthy families.

It seems that many people come here just for the name of the White Sect, hoping that through their own children to enter the White Sect, they can stand out and shine.

Just when he was about to reach Baimen, Fang Yang suddenly saw a group of people surrounding Baimen's gate.

Fang Yang felt nervous, as if someone had stabbed him with a needle.

Suddenly, he sweated out involuntarily, soon making his back wet.

Fang Yang's performance shocked Old Uncle Qi, and he couldn't figure out the reason for a while.

At this moment, I saw a sturdy military officer walking towards me, and the most conspicuous thing about him was the long scar on his face.

Needless to say, he was the cavalry leader who robbed Fang Yang and his party outside Dafeng City and exchanged their heads for silver.

Although Fang Yang's mind was far beyond that of children of the same age, he was still young after all. When he saw this murderous demon again, the fear in his heart came back.

Seeing that the child had a strange reaction, the officer was attracted and slowly walked over.

"Where did the kid come from? Did he commit something?" The officer rushed over in a domineering manner.

"I~~I~~" Fang Yang was speechless by this sudden turn of events. Faced with this murderous demon, Fang Yang would also feel fear in his heart.

"Master Zhou Jun, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding... I kowtow to you in greeting, little old man."

Seeing this, Old Qi, who was beside Fang Yang, could not guess that this military master must be the mastermind of the massacre that day.

Fortunately, although Old Man Qi is from the mountains, he has stayed in the city for several years and is used to seeing the faces of city people. At the same time, he has become a lot smoother, far from being comparable to ordinary mountain people.

Old Man Qi immediately pulled Fang Yang to his knees.

This scar is called Zhou Jiao, and he was originally a gangster in the city. After learning some kung fu, he became more cruel and domineering.

Later, he joined the city defense army and became the leader of the cavalry. He became so murderous that civilians were afraid of him.

"Haha, it turns out it's Old Man Qi who dumps the excrement. Haha, why did you come to the east of the city today? You must know that this is a place where noble people live. I'm afraid your stench will infect others."

As soon as Dao Scar, named Zhou, said this, the people who had gathered around to watch the excitement pinched their noses and backed away.

"Master Zhou Jun, today I brought my nephew here to try his luck to see if he could work as a boy in Baimen, so as to supplement the family income. I didn't expect to see the military master's official power so powerful, and he was immediately frightened. ”

Old man Qi said haha ​​smoothly.

Although Old Man Qi's words were a bit abrupt, they also gave Scar a high hat and at the same time made Zhou Jiao dispel his doubts.

"Hahaha, the turd kid still wants to work as a servant in Baimen. It's so laughable."

Zhou Jiao grinned hoarsely and pulled the scars on his face even more wildly, just like the ditch that suddenly appeared on the field ridge, making people feel disgusting.

"It's just...a turd picker who wants to come to the White Sect and become a disciple..."

"Get away from me, you bitch!"

There are many rich kids at the door of the White Gate, all of whom want to enter the White Gate.

Of course they looked down on Fang Yang, who came from a bad family, and they all started yelling and scolding.

At this time, another large carriage rushed over. It was the father and son named Qian who almost hit Fang Yang at the city gate a few days ago.

"Haha, dad, it's the old dung beetle and the little dung beetle from last time!"

Fat Qian Bao laughed loudly and said, "Last time I made people want to dig out his eyes, but it was so smelly that I forgot about it. I can't let this little beetle go today. Dad, this time I will I want to dig out his eyes~~~"

Qian Bao's face showed a fierce and playful expression.