Shifang Wusheng

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The burly man took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket, counted out five coins from it, handed it back, and took a sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus soup.

It is at least five thousand miles away from the Dayue Royal Mausoleum.

Five thousand miles, for ordinary people, there is no doubt that it will take dozens of days to arrive if everything goes well.

But for Wei He, it was only two hours away.

This speed is faster than the plane in the previous life, at least the plane needs to count the security check time, he does not need security check.

Wei He held the sweet-scented osmanthus soup and looked around the city he had just arrived while drinking.

The name Ningzhou City did not seem to be called this before, but after the war between the warlords, this ancient city was looted 20 years ago.

After that, the remnants of the people and the newcomers from other places mixed together and rebuilt their homes, and then the whole city was renamed Ningzhou.

It means to wish for peace.

"Only those who have experienced war will know the value of peace."

Wei He sighed softly.

"You are so...educated!" The peddler smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Although the other party's accent was a bit weird, he still understood the basic meaning.

After 30 years of evolution, the Wei family has not cut off contact with the outside world, and naturally has been affected by changes outside.

Since Wei He decided to come out to find clues, he had already made various preparations.

Accents, money, maps, it's all part of it.

And the reason why he came here, this Ningzhou city, was naturally because of the legend about the giant bird that he had heard about.

Reining in his thoughts, Wei He's eyes wandered, scanning the street, the gradually increasing number of pedestrians.

These people are all yellow and emaciated, skinny and malnourished.

Most of the people who come out at this time are coolies and buddies.

Occasionally, a rickshaw and a car slowly drive by, and rich people in long gowns and mandarin jackets can be vaguely seen inside, with a plump complexion.They are completely different races from the passers-by outside.

Wei He couldn't help but think of the great famine in previous years.

After the collapse of the Great Moon, a large number of meat fields were necrotic, and there were no large numbers of meat fields cultivated with plants and zhenqi to supply meat.

Most of the food supply system of the entire Great Moon collapsed in an instant.

In that famine, tens of thousands of people starved to death.

Then there were floods, many crops rotted in the water, and the national grain production plummeted.

At that time, it was really not just talk.

"Brother, inquire about something." Wei He said out loud. "I used to be out of town. I heard that there was a huge black bird flying by in Ningzhou city. I even stopped here to rest. I wonder if this legend is true?"

"Huge black bird? Oh, you're talking about the legend of the Crow King, right?" The peddler had some complaints about being called a little brother. After all, Wei He didn't seem to be as old as him.

But now that the other party asked a question, his eyes lit up, and he saw a few copper coins suddenly appearing in the other party's hand.

He smiled.He took the copper coin calmly and hurriedly replied.

"The Crow King is said to have stayed on the nearby Yuewu Mountain. But it didn't stay long, and soon it took off again and left towards the distance."

"Now on Yuewu Mountain, there is also a place where the Crow King called Dengxiantai used to stop. You can go there and have a look."

"Climbing to Xiantai?" Wei He was thoughtful.

After drinking the sweet-scented osmanthus soup, Wei He returned the wooden bowl to the other party.

"By the way, one more question, is there any place suitable for practicing martial arts in Ningzhou City?"

"Xiwu?" The peddler was taken aback.

Then he noticed that the reason why the strong man in front of him was so strong was probably related to martial arts.

"The place where martial arts is practiced is in the northern suburbs of the city. There is a gymnasium. But last year, I heard that there was a fire there, and the house was also burned. I don't know where it is now." The peddler shook his head.

What's the use of practicing martial arts these days?When he was on the street before, he saw a man practicing martial arts, and he couldn't understand that the patrolling soldiers didn't pay for the fruit, so he took action to fight the injustice.

Unfortunately, he was shot and killed on the spot.

"Forget it." Wei He said lightly, although he had guessed in his heart before coming.

With the severance of true qi, he couldn't adapt to martial arts, and most of the secret martial arts books became waste paper.

Only the most basic bits and pieces work.

But with such a little foundation, at most there is only one blood level, it is impossible to beat the current firearms.

Saying goodbye to the hawker, Wei He looked at the gradually bustling street, feeling like returning to the ancient city of his previous life in a daze.

But soon he cleared up his mood and strode towards the direction of leaving the city.

Chapter 574 Investigation

At the foot of Yuewu Mountain.

A few cars stopped slowly at the uphill point at the foot of the mountain with a lot of noise.

With a click, the door opens.

A black-haired young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a strong figure came down from above.

Young people in their teens and 20s got off the rest of the cars one after another.

The black-haired young man looked up at the path up the mountain, and then glanced at the fruit vendors squatting on both sides of the stall.

His name is Zhong Ling, and he is the son of one of the wealthy families in Ningzhou City.The parents of the family are wealthy businessmen, who started their careers in a gray way, and insisted on breaking out a road in the complicated and fierce Ningzhou, and laying down a huge foundation.

Just because the parents are strong, it doesn't mean that the children will definitely inherit their skills and spirit.

Zhong Ling, the eldest son of the younger generation of the Zhong family, has been obsessed with all kinds of strange people and strange things, and martial arts practice all year round.

In the city, he has been looking for martial arts masters to teach him since he was a child.His body is in a mess, and he has really practiced some routines.

The second daughter, Zhong Yinxue, is obsessed with foreign studies, painting, and attending various receptions and banquets all day long, yearning for those so-called ladies and noble ladies.

It is close to the metropolis Minshan.The drive is just over an hour.

Zhong Yinxue was not satisfied with the small place in Ningzhou, but often went to the cousin of Minshan for activities.

"A powerful Lianjiazi came here a while ago? Are you sure you got the right information?"

Zhong Ling is obsessed with martial arts, and he looks everywhere for real masters to learn from them.

It's just that it costs a lot of money, and what you encounter is either charlatans or tricksters.

So over the years, he has mastered a lot of martial arts, such as mantis boxing, three emperors hand, and chasing wind kick.

The liar also learned a lot of routines, such as Shaoyang Palm, Throat Sealing Gun, Yiqi Hunyuan Finger, Huishan Fist...

But if you really want to take it out and beat him, even a battlefield veteran who has seen blood can knock him down.

Therefore, after so many years of hard searching, Zhong Ling himself gradually developed doubts about martial arts.

After all these years of hard work, is it worth it?

This time, he got the news from his attendant again, knowing that there was another Lianjiazi with extraordinary skills on Yue Wushan's side.

A strong foreign boxer who can beat the challenge on stage with a few strokes.

With half-belief and suspicion, Zhong Ling rekindled his enthusiasm for martial arts again and brought people here.

"Brother Ling, it's true. I've already inquired clearly this time. I'm sure it's the real record, that's right."

A young man with curly hair came forward.

"The man's name is Xue Hanwu, and he said that he passed by here from another place, making money by performing arts, and he was going to Minshan.

If we don't hurry up, we will really miss it. "

"Okay, okay!" Zhong Ling nodded, "Go up and have a look first. But learning martial arts requires sincerity, and there is no way to express my desire to practice martial arts without a greeting! He Xiaoguang, you go to the third car , get some good stuff out!"

"Okay Brother Ling." A short-haired young man replied, turned around and went to the last third car.

The old-fashioned toad-eye car lacks power and is not fast. He Xiaoguang with a flat head walked to the trunk of the car and was about to open the door.

Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a figure on the right who had just passed by.

"Huh? So tall and strong?" He Xiaoguang was a little surprised.

The person who just passed by was about two meters tall, with a thick waist and round shoulders. It could be described as a standard hulking back, and one could tell at a glance that he was not a vain and fat person.

In addition, this person was wearing a close-fitting black short jacket and trousers.Although he was wearing a cloak outside, it still couldn't block the man's burly figure.

It is rare to see a man of this stature in Ningzhou City.

It's not that there are people who are two meters tall, but those who are so strong are really rare.

He Xiaoguang had been following Zhong Ling for a long time, and he also had some insight into Lian Jiazi. When he saw the person passing by, he instinctively felt that the other party had definitely practiced.

As for whether he was a martial artist or a soldier, that's not clear.

Taking out the gift box from the trunk, He Xiaoguang hurried towards Brother Ling in front.

He carefully mentioned the man he saw just now to Zhong Ling.

"Is he really so strong?" Zhong Ling's eyes lit up slightly, "Where is the man?"

"Over there." He Xiaoguang hurriedly looked in the direction where the man left just now.

"Huh? What about people?"

At this time, on a mountain road going up the mountain, one can clearly see who is among those individual travelers.

At this moment, the two of them saw that there were all thin and ordinary people there, and there were no burly men like the one he just mentioned.

"This... going up the mountain here, can't you see it so soon?" He Xiaoguang wondered if he was dazzled.

Zhong Ling didn't blame him, but thought that his eyes were wrong, so he patted him on the shoulder without saying anything.

"Let's go up the mountain to see that master."

He looked up at the road up the mountain, took the lead, and walked forward.

If he still can't do it this time, he will really give up.

Maybe it's time to wake up from the dream of martial arts.

Parents are old, after all, it is impossible to shelter them from wind and rain for the rest of their lives.There are some things that he has to carry by himself.

"Wait, Brother Ling!" Behind him, He Xiaoguang stopped him again.

"What?" Zhong Ling was a little impatient, and if he continued to dawdle, his master would run away.

"There is one more thing I have to tell you in advance.

Do you still remember the missing persons case on Yuewu Mountain? "He Xiaoguang lowered his voice.

"What? Could it be related to the master I met now?" Zhong Ling was taken aback.

"I just remembered that the missing people, like the master, all passed by from other places..." He Xiaoguang looked around and lowered his voice.

"Isn't it?" Zhong Ling's expression turned serious.

"I've heard of this too." Xiaoqiao, another follower beside him, hurriedly interjected, "I heard that the mountain is haunted."

He deliberately said in a mysterious and gloomy voice.

"Haunted!?" Zhong Ling felt a little nervous.

Unlike ordinary people, he knows that there are many rumors in this world, not just rumors.

the other side.

Wei He walked like the wind, but almost no one noticed along the way, his speed was different from ordinary people.

Obviously his pace is not fast, but every step he takes can cover a distance of several meters.

This is because he forcibly suppressed his own speed in order not to shock the world.

Even so, it only took a few minutes for Wei He to climb Yuewu Mountain, and he arrived at the wide platform square on the top of the mountain.

Dengxiantai, this is the name of the square.

There are several mountain crossings on the stage, and there are big stones painted with words carved with cinnabar.