The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

After the shopkeeper returned to his residence, he also looked solemn.

This time, he just made an appointment with Shen Lang on time and place. He couldn't be sure whether there was someone behind Shen Lang.

Looking at the bustling casino and the gamblers coming and going, the shopkeeper stood with his hands behind his back, silently looking at the plaque that had been hanging there for more than ten years.

Time seemed to speed up at this moment. People passed by him quickly, but no one disturbed him, as if he was a statue at the entrance of the casino.

In the shopkeeper's eyes, he is the only one in color, while everyone else seems to be in black and white.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

No one has ever caused any trouble, and I thought all my enemies were dead...

Unexpectedly, the next generation came to take revenge.

It doesn't matter, just kill him. I'll be more efficient in the future and won't leave any more worries behind...

The shadow of She San flashed through the shopkeeper's mind, and he couldn't help but sigh.

He slowly walked through the casino and into the backyard.

This battle is a crisis, but also an opportunity to re-establish authority.

As long as he wins, it means he is telling everyone that Scar is still not old and is still the Scar who could chop down a street with two knives.

"The shopkeeper..."

The shopkeeper was looking at his Zhongyi Hall, still in deep thought, when suddenly the voice of a gangster was heard behind him.

"What's wrong?" The shopkeeper turned around indifferently, as if nothing had happened in the east of the city before.

If a son dies and he sees his enemies and starts shouting and screaming in a disgraceful manner, it will be difficult to shock these people.

"A notice has been posted in the city, looking for someone. The person they're looking for is..." The gangster handed the shopkeeper a notice.

I saw that the notice was looking for Mo Yi, but the shopkeeper knew that this person was not called Mo Yi, but Zhang Zihan.

Shen Lang was looking for this person and even made up a random name...

"This Shen Lang is quite capable. He actually found Miss Zhang." The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes: "Hehe, he just wants to disturb our sight."

"Do you want to say that we were harboring monks from Muyun City? If this little thing can shake my foundation, then all these years of my life have been in vain."

"If we lose our composure because of Miss Zhang, I'm afraid that will be what he wants."

"I'll go to the county government office. It's just a missing person notice. If he can put it out to test me, I can tear it down."

"Could it be that they know each other?" the gangster asked doubtfully.

"Idiot, Miss Zhang is on our side. If we suspect one of our own, I'm afraid he will interfere!" The shopkeeper glared at the gangster.

Obviously, he had no doubt about Mo Yi's identity...

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Shen Lang brought Wei Qianluo and the distraught Lu Fengxian back to the military camp.

After listening to Lu Fengxian's story, Shen Lang also knew what was going on.

Snake Three suddenly attacked, probably because he didn't earn the twenty spirit stones.

To him, stepping on a beggar to death is like stepping on an ant to death.

Snake Three never expected that he would kick on the steel plate and be killed by an ordinary person.

This incident was completely a coincidence, a complete misunderstanding, and could even be said to be inexplicable.

After listening to what Lu Fengxian said, Shen Lang even felt a sense of absurdity.

It's like... a BMW collided with a taxi, and the person who got out of the BMW was aggressive, and ended up getting ripped off by the driver, a big boss.

A man who had a successful life died at the hands of a driver because of his bad temper.

There were quite a few news stories like this in my previous life.

Really, a lot of it happens over little people and an insignificant conflict.

Listening to Lu Fengxian's plain words, Wei Qianluo's little face was full of shock.

In her eyes, monks are all superior.

She herself had practiced cultivation and knew how big the gap was between cultivators and ordinary people.

This Lu Fengxian, can actually kill the monks with the ability of an ordinary person?

If Shen Lang knew what she was thinking, he would definitely complain: You just don’t know yourself well. In fact, you were able to kill a cultivator in the Transcendent Realm alone before...

"Got it. You take a rest first. I'll help you figure out how to practice." Shen Lang said to Lu Fengxian.

Lu Fengxian kowtowed to Shen Lang silently and left.

Shen Lang didn't know what this taciturn child was thinking.

It was getting dark now. Shen Lang looked at the starry sky outside and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

Teach Lu Fengxian to practice?

How to teach this...

Lu Fengxian's background is different from Wei Qianluo's.

He had countless wounds, big and small, and looked like a torn sack.

Wei Qianluo at least had sufficient Qi and blood at the beginning, but Lu Fengxian did not have as much Qi and blood as Wei Qianluo...

Ask Shen Lang to treat the disease, but he doesn’t know how to do it!

So far, the only person Shen Lang had seen who could fight, heal, refine weapons, and tell fortunes was Mo Yi, a versatile person who seemed to know a little bit about everything...

"Puff, puff, puff..."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came to Shen Lang's ears.

Shen Lang looked in the direction of the sound and was completely shocked!

I saw that there was a cut at the back of his tent, and a face was in the cut. Although it looked good, it was a little creepy.

"ah!"

Wei Qianluo was also shocked.

"You two, are you serious?" Mo Yi rolled his eyes at them and said, "You've never seen it before?"

"Master..." Shen Lang rushed in front of Mo Yi and looked at Mo Yi's face.

Well, it looked scary from a distance, but when you got closer, Mo Yi only showed his face, and he looked pretty cute.

Especially when I think of the washing machine and the story of it being stuck in the cracks of the wall, it's a bit erotic...

Chapter 104 Shura Body

"Master, how did you get here?" Shen Lang asked excitedly.

How many days have passed since we last met in Muyun City? I finally see Mo Yi again!

I don’t know why, but whenever Shen Lang sees Mo Yi, he feels particularly at ease, as if many problems can be easily solved.

Well... the premise is that you have money.

"You little bastard, you've posted a notice, how could I not find it?" Mo Yi rolled his eyes at Shen Lang.

"This is a military camp." Shen Lang whispered, "How did you get in?"

"What the hell is this crappy camp? I doubt whether the commander of this camp can use the troops. The arrangement is so messy that even I can sneak in easily." Mo Yi complained: "The new recruits are trained separately, and the old soldiers are lazy and undisciplined. They are not even on the same level as the soldiers of the King of Zhenbei."

"In order to unleash the power of the camp's defensive formation, the new recruits and veterans must be distributed in a staggered manner. The blood energy in some places should be weaker, while in others it should be stronger. The monk camp should be placed at the center of the formation. The general does not understand these things at all."

"It's a good formation. It's good enough if we can exert 20% of its power."

"Also, this version of the formation seems a bit outdated. The formation of the Zhenbei King's military camp is at least three generations stronger than this one. It's a bit difficult for me to sneak into the Zhenbei King's military camp. Don't be too easy to enter here."

Shen Lang suddenly realized.

He remembered that he had asked Mo Yi to take him and Wei Qianluo to escape from the Zhenbei Palace, and that Mo Yi had found a route for Shen Lang to meet Wei Qianluo, both of which showed that Mo Yi's understanding of the formation had reached the pinnacle.

In this world, no matter whether it is a formation or a martial arts bloodline, the older it is, the more powerful it is.

Like in many works, if you want to become stronger you basically have to rely on archaeology, but the martial arts in this world are advancing with the times.

Backward things cannot stop a formation master like Mo Yi.

As for this military camp...

Shen Lang was too tired to complain. It was indeed much worse than that of the King of Zhenbei.

If the soldiers of King Zhenbei are elite soldiers who have fought in hundreds of battles, then the soldiers here are just ruffians who guard the city all day long, watching for any young lady who is easy to bully and search her body.

"Master, how have you been lately? Are you okay?" Shen Lang asked with concern.

"Master." Wei Qianluo also came over and bowed to Mo Yi.

Looking at the two lumps that blocked his view when Wei Qianluo bent down, Mo Yi silently withdrew his gaze.

Mo Yi was not at all surprised that Wei Qianluo had reached the Divine Sea Realm.

If Shen Lang hadn't been seeking safety, Wei Qianluo would have reached the Divine Sea long ago.

"It's okay, but what happened to you? What happened after you left Muyun City?" Mo Yi said.

Soon, both sides compared their experiences after arriving in Muyun City.

"Master...was it you who came up with the idea that it would cost so much money to go into the city?" Shen Lang felt a little toothache.

"So, it wasn't you who killed Snake Three. You want to adopt an adopted son and take the blame?" Mo Yi's expression also looked a little strange.

"That child, um... is very important to me." Shen Lang suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Master, isn't it uncomfortable for you to chat with your butt sticking out? Come in and talk!"

"Okay, I was so busy chatting that I forgot about it."

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Soon, the three of them got together again.

Shen Lang couldn't help but sigh. Who would have thought that after Mu Yuncheng and Mo Yi had separated, it had been so many days since they met again.

"You are in this military camp because of that child, right?" Mo Yi said to Shen Lang.

"That's right." Shen Lang nodded.

"When do you plan to run away?" Mo Yi continued.

"Let's deal with Snake Three's issue first." Shen Lang hesitated.

Since arriving in this world, apart from becoming a disciple, Shen Lang has led a very comfortable life, working as a blacksmith.

Even if I want to run, I will know where to go only by following Mo Yi.

Let him decide for himself, he himself doesn't know where to go.

He is now a little hesitant to accept the reward from the court and the promise from Zhao Huaibei.

Besides, there is still something big to be done here.

"Well, after things here are dealt with, I will take you to the west. There is wine, beauties with slender waists and long legs, and countless secret treasures from the Western Regions. We can make a lot of money there." Mo Yi said with emotion.

"Actually... I don't want to leave yet." Shen Lang looked at the ground and said softly, "I want to get something from the grassland people."

"Oh?" Mo Yi looked at Shen Lang in surprise: "Now the entire Muyun City and Leiyun Pass are in the hands of the grassland people. Whatever you want to take, can you buy it?"

"Zhao Huaibei's head." Shen Lang looked at Mo Yi silently.

Mo Yi was silent.

The thundercloud closed, and hung the head of the eldest son Zhao Huaian.

Outside Muyun City, the head of the second son Zhao Huaibei was hanging.

Although Zhao Huaibei had taken advantage of Shen Lang before, Shen Lang couldn't hate Zhao Huaibei at all.

Zhao Huaibei, apart from being a little proud and cocky, is just a child, and a very loyal one.

No matter what his reason was for saving Shen Lang in the end, at least he saved him.

Moreover, he gave Shen Lang everything he promised.