The sky is clear and the weather is clear,

The rolling green mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and their ups and downs vaguely resemble rolling clouds and dragons, which is quite artistic.

On the mountain path, a carriage drove slowly.

"Brother Fang, if I remember correctly, we seemed to have walked this road just half an hour ago?"

"Old Li, you can actually remove two words."

"Then what should we do, Brother Fang?"

"Let's go slowly."

"Oh, if I had known, I should have looked carefully before lighting the fish to grill last night. This map is too easy to set on fire!"

The weather is bad and there is no sun.

With Fang Ru's ability to survive in the wild, he basically can't tell the difference between east, west and north. As for Li Mochou, haha!

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but Fang Ru could only rely on the feeling of hunger in his stomach to judge that it was almost noon.

"It smells so good, Lao Li, can you smell it?"

After sniffing twice more, Fang Ru continued: "It's a master roasting chicken!"

Li Mochou asked curiously: "Brother Fang, how do you know you are a master?"

"Because ordinary people don't have time to go to the mountains to roast chicken."

Search for the fragrance,

He has tattered clothes and tattered shoes, but unfortunately he doesn’t have a tattered fan.

The old man's clothes were fully patched, his beard and hair were all white, and he was holding a roast chicken ready to feast.

When I noticed a carriage coming, I couldn't help but turn around and look.

Fang Ru looked at the green bamboo stick stuck beside him and walked straight towards the old man.

“It’s time to eat chicken!”

"..."

"What kind of chicken?"

"..."

"Does your chicken stay cooked?"

"..."

After sizing up Fang Rui, the old man reached out and tore off a chicken leg and handed it over.

Fang Ru took it and became furious: "Who are you looking down on? We are two people!"

Li Mochou, who wanted to come out to say hello, immediately retreated into the carriage. Although she was a little naive, she still had to keep her face, so she didn't get involved.

The old man laughed and said, "Boy, you are quite interesting!"

"My surname is Fang, and that silly girl in the car is surnamed Li."

"The old beggar's surname is Hong, and he is the seventh oldest."

The introduction is simple and the dialogue is crisp.

Without those clichéd diplomatic phrases, the old man and the young man were able to continue their conversation.

Li Mochou said she didn't want it, but her body honestly came out to share the roast chicken.

It's not a big amount, just make do with it.

Facts have proved that people with sufficient experience can do things safely.

Under the leadership of Hong Qigong, the three of them walked for only half an hour before they saw the town.

The scale is not large, but it is enough to have a good meal and take a rest. Along the way, he has deliberately robbed the rich and given to the poor. Fang Ru now has more than 700 taels of silver.

Not short of money!

An inn lobby,

Fang Ru and Hong Qigong were sitting in the north and south corners. There were a few side dishes and a pot of wine on the table, which tasted pretty good.

The only thing that Hong Qigong dislikes about Fang Ru is that he doesn't drink.

According to him, if a man doesn't drink, he will live in this world in vain.

But Fang Ru doesn't like it, and Feizhai Happy Water is more suitable for him. Unfortunately, he hasn't drank it for a long time.

"Da da."

The sound of footsteps sounded from the stairs. Fang Rui raised his eyes and only the word "amazing" came to his mind.

Having lived in tombs for many years, the already fair skin has been moisturized by warm water, giving it a delicate red color.

No makeup, still bright and attractive.

Her exquisite and graceful figure is wrapped in a long goose-yellow skirt. She moves lightly in lotus steps, swaying like a willow in the breeze.

Hibiscus comes out of clear water, and the carvings are naturally removed.

That's probably true.

Fang Ruo, who has seen it many times, still finds this scene too alluring.

The rest of the people in the inn were even more unbearable, and even worse, they didn't even realize it when their bowls and chopsticks fell to the ground.

Even Hong Qigong praised Fang Ji: "Young man Fang, you are very lucky."

Fang Ru just smiled and shook his head without answering.

It is true that Li Mochou is beautiful.

The most rare thing is her current innocence, which makes people unconsciously want to protect her all the time.

But Fang Ru needed the sense of security brought by strong power, and he didn't know how far it would be enough to protect himself.

But with the current situation in the martial arts world where there is a possibility of overturning, it is definitely not enough.

If he can come to this world, naturally other people may come to visit him.

What's more, in his original world of Wulin Gaiden, there was even a time travel tour group.

This makes him feel very insecure as a person who has traveled through time inexplicably. It is a trivial matter to send him back to his place of origin. If there is any obliteration of the regulations, he will just cry to death.

"Wait a minute, why have I heard this logic somewhere? Hey~ Why am I thinking the same way as Wang Chongyang's funny one!"

It’s broken! I’m so funny!

I was surprised to find that there was a huge problem with my thinking. There was no option to ask for everything. Fang Ru attributed all this to the fatigue of traveling.

As long as you have a good sleep tonight, when you wake up tomorrow, your smart IQ will definitely occupy the high ground again!

Fang Ru was worried, but Li Mochou felt refreshed and asked with a smile: "Qi Gong, you said you had something to do on the way, what is it?"

Eyes cannot deceive, at least with Hong Qigong's eyesight, few people can deceive him.

There was no trace of temptation or sneakiness in Li Mochou's eyes, only sincerity.

Although Fang Ru's eyes were a little erratic, they didn't mean anything sinister. At best, he was just a young man who liked to be clever.

Hong Qigong laughed and said, "It's okay to tell you. I'm here to catch two scum."

"Half a month ago, my disciples from the Beggar Clan sent a message saying that two evil thieves had appeared here, and a group of gangsters had gathered to rob homes and do all kinds of evil. That's why I came here specially to kill the thieves in Wudang Mountain!"

It fits Hong Qigong's temperament very well. He has always been chivalrous and upright, and he often punishes evil and promotes good.

After all, not everyone can say that all the people he killed in his life were all traitors with conclusive evidence, and there was absolutely no innocent good person.

Based on this alone, the old man in front of him is worthy of the title of chivalrous man.

Wait, Wudang Mountain!

There are thighs!

Oh, the one who cultivated immortality is still in Shaolin Temple, so that’s okay.

As we all know, no matter how skilled a thief is, as long as he is not caught within a day or two, he will definitely be rich.

Fang Rui felt that it was time for him to take action as the number one killer. He was already familiar with the business process.

There are many disciples of the Beggar Clan, so it is not difficult for Hong Qigong to find the den of thieves.

Then what Fang Ji had to do was very simple. While Hong Qigong was dealing with the leader of the thieves, he went around and stole the house. The work distribution was very reasonable and perfect.

People who build nests in mountains like this usually don't go to other places to hide treasures. It's very risky and extremely inconvenient.

This is his experience over the years and there is nothing wrong with it.

That night,

Alone, Hong Qigong headed towards the target location with his dog beating stick, Fang Ru hanging far behind him.

Admiration is admiration, making money is making money.

Fang Ru makes a clear distinction between life and work.

Under the cover of night, Fang Ru is just a ruthless money-making machine.

The disciples of the Beggar Clan have already made it clear that the crimes committed by the two evil thieves have been inexhaustible.

There was no need to say much when they met, the two sides started taking action directly.

Hong Qigong's martial arts is at the top of the world, and he can easily defeat many with a small number.

A dog-beating stick in the hand is used to chop, sweep, point or tease, dancing in an airtight manner.

Not long after, this rabble was lying on the ground.
Chapter completed!