"My name is Zhang Yun." The middle-aged man with a slightly taller figure was the first to introduce himself.
"My name is Liu Ying," said a girl from the two behind Zhang Yun with a smile.
"My name is Liuchuan, and I am Liu Ying's brother." said a short and fat little man next to Liu Ying, who looked very kind.
"My name is Han Er. Are you looking for me?"
Han Ming said politely and set his sights on Zhang Yun. It was obvious that Zhang Yun was the leader of the three.
Middle-aged Zhang Yun hurriedly came up and grabbed Han Ming's hands and said politely: "Are you the one who came to participate in the Dongling Gate's disciple recruitment ceremony?"
"Yes." Han Ming nodded.
"That's great, all three of us are. It's great to be able to meet you. Let's find a place to talk."
Without waiting for Han Ming to speak, Zhang Yun quickly pulled Han Ming enthusiastically and walked towards the street.
Han Ming could only follow the three of them laughed and cried and left. Han Ming could almost guess the purpose of these three people now.
These three people probably just saw the respectful attitude of the young disciples from the Dongling Gate toward him. They thought they had some way, so they came to make friends on purpose.
The four of them walked through the bustling crowd, and all kinds of outsiders along the way were available.
Some look like Easterners, and some look like Westerners.
Some even exaggeratedly laid a white cloth on the wide road surface and simply started a small business.
"Haha, most of these people are not here specifically to participate in the Dongling Gate assessment. The recruitment of disciples by the Dongling Gate is a very grand event. Many people come here to see it, while others are taking the attitude of coming to observe.
There are also some people, like those who set up street stalls, who simply come to Taobao to exchange their treasures.”
Zhang Yun obviously had a deep understanding of the situation at Dongling Gate. While introducing Han Ming, he pulled Han Ming toward a stone house.
This stone house has thirty floors in total, and Han Ming followed the three of them all the way to the top floor.
When I opened the door, there were four people sitting in the room chatting and drinking tea.
"Brother Han, please come in."
Zhang Yun stood at the door and said politely.
Han Ming nodded and walked into the house.
Liu Ying and Liu Chuan behind him looked at each other, and instantly took out two cold daggers from their waists and stabbed Han Ming's waist and back neck respectively.
Han Ming felt the abnormal movement behind him, narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and grabbed the wrists of the two. Zhang Yun and the other four people rushed over quickly, taking out their weapons and slashing Han Ming's back.
The strength of these seven people is probably around the third-level fifth-level battle madman, which leads Han Ming here and kills him without saying a word.
Han Ming was too lazy to ask why, so he directly poked out his hands to cut Liu Ying and Liu Chuan unconscious. He quickly dodged the attack from the rear and suppressed the other five people behind him with a very fast speed.
At this time, except for Liu Ying and Liu Chuan's brothers and sisters, the lower bodies of the other five were frozen on the ground by a thin layer of cold ice and could not move.
"Say. Why did you attack me?"
Han Ming sat on a stone bench and asked lightly.
The five people obviously did not expect Han Ming to be so powerful, so they immediately stopped the seven of them. The eyes of Han Ming were full of regret.
Zhang Yun laughed dryly: "Brother Han Er, look, what are you doing? We are just making a little joke with you. Why are you taking it seriously? Come on, please untie the brothers, and the eight brothers are heading together.
, enter the Dongling Gate together, and enjoy endless wealth and honor after ri, living and dying together!"
"Yes! The eight brothers live and die together!"
The other four people quickly agreed.
"Hao!"
Han Ming couldn't help laughing: "I don't understand. Do you really think this place is a place that specializes in nurturing idiots? Treat me as a three-year-old child? Become a brother? Still live and die together?" Han Ming's original words
The anger was completely dispelled by the idiotic performance of these five guys.
Seeing Donglin and Dongxue with two simple-minded people before, Han Ming was speechless. And the seven people in front of him were obviously not much better than Donglin Dongxue. Han Ming had already maliciously guessed that it was this one.
Is there any feng shui problem in mainland China? Can I specialize in producing idiots?
"Look, Brother Han Er, it's not good for you to say that. We are really..."
"Shut up!" Han Ming had lost patience with these guys. He gently raised his right hand, and the ice in Zhang Yun's lower body that had originally covered his feet from his waist rose again. At this time, he was about to reach Zhang Yun.
chest.
"When this ice reaches your chest, it will be your death." Han Ming said lightly.
Seeing that Han Ming was not easy to deceive, Zhang Yun could only sigh: "We saw you take out a small sign from your waist and give it to the disciple of Donglingmen. The disciple immediately respected you very much when he saw the small sign.
.so……"
"So you want to kill me and take away that token." Han Ming continued.
The few people immediately became depressed.
Han Ming sighed and lifted the ice on the five people: "Do you know... I'm too lazy to kill you."
This small episode did not affect Han Ming's mood. He left the stone house, came to the street, and began to wander around.
There are still many street stalls here, and they are curious. Han Ming did not rush to go back, but looked around and looked around to find out if there were any treasures worth buying. In this mixed place, it is difficult to protect it.
I will not encounter any good things and will be sold by some people who don’t know the goods.
But unfortunately, after nearly two hours of turning, the mountain was covered with magic lamps, and nothing was found worthy of Han Ming's attention.
The vendors here are like crazy, and they dare to bid for hundreds or even thousands of gold coins if they are a piece of ragged iron.
Just as Han Ming was about to go back to rest, a noisy sound suddenly came from the front.
Following the sound, there was a crowd of people in front of me.
Push the crowd away and squeeze in and watch.
Seeing that it was a tall and strong man who was grabbing the collar of a vendor, he roared angrily.
"You dare to accept 800 gold coins for this ragged thing! I really think I can't bully you!"
Han Ming looked carefully and saw the strong man holding the vendor's collar with one hand, lifting the vendor high into the air, and holding a fragment of some kind of metal in the other hand. There were still many strange shapes engraved on the fragments.
the pattern.
"My friend, can I tell you? Let me see if this thing is worth 800 gold coins."
A handsome young man in white clothes came out to rescue him.
The strong man nodded angrily and handed the metal fragments to the young man in white.
"Huh? This is..."
The surprise flashed in the eyes of the young man in white, and then he immediately closed his expression.
"Friend, don't make things difficult for him. Didn't he take you eight hundred gold coins? I bought it with one thousand gold coins."
The young man in white said, taking out a large pocket, stumbled it, handed it to the strong man, put the metal fragment away, and turned around to leave.
"etc!"
The strong man pushed open the bag of gold coins and quickly grabbed the metal fragments back.
"I'll look, I didn't see it clearly just now."
The strong man muttered, putting the metal fragments in front of him, and then looking at the bright lights. Looking left and right, he just couldn't tell what was famous.
Han Ming also looked over with the light and saw some words that were not understood on the metal fragments. At first glance, some words looked like ancient characters, but there was a big difference, because there was a small part of them.
Han Ming could recognize it.
"This is... Chinese!!"
Han Ming was shocked suddenly. The small fragment in front of him clearly had a few small characters written in Chinese. Because the distance was relatively far, the metal fragments were rusty, which was not very visible for a while.
For a moment, a huge wave broke out in Han Ming's heart.
Could it be that in the other world, besides me, there are other people on earth??
This idea made Han Ming very excited. And looking at the fragment, it was obviously a lot of years, at least for more than a hundred years. As for the fragment itself, Han Ming had guessed that it was actually not valuable, those similar ones
The ancient characters are just carved randomly. The owner of the metal fragments must have seen ancient characters from somewhere, so they are imitated according to the appearance of the ancient characters in their impression. However, they cannot be combined with ancient characters.
The ancient and old aura of the text was imitated. The man in white should be just a helper.
The strong man flipped through it, but he didn't say anything after a long time. He wanted to let go, but he felt that since the man in white was willing to buy it for a thousand gold coins, it was definitely not an ordinary thing. He wanted to buy it himself, but he really couldn't tell what it was.
Seeing that the strong man had not made a decision for a long time, the man in white said impatiently: "Please hurry up, if you don't want it, I'll buy it."
"Wait a little longer and let me see again." The strong man pushed the man in white away, obviously unwilling to let go easily.
After a while, the strong man finally gritted his teeth: "I want eight hundred gold coins!"
"Hey? How can that work? They obviously spend a thousand gold coins, but how can you spend eight hundred?" The vendor immediately changed his face when he saw the strong man taking the bait. He refused to give in.
"I say eight hundred and eight hundred! Don't be too long!" The strong man broke the vendor's nose with a punch, threw down a bag of gold coins and turned around and left.
"Give it a robbery!!"
The angrily shouted from the vendors from behind him.
Han Ming quietly withdrew from the crowd and chased the strong man.
"Friend, you're fooled." Han Ming followed the strong man away and patted the strong man on the shoulder.
The strong man suddenly turned around and punched him, but Han Ming easily avoided him.
"The two of you were just playing a show for you. You were cheated." Han Ming said with a smile.
"Nonsense! You want to hit my baby!" The strong man stared at Han Ming cautiously.
"Haha, do I have nonsense? Just follow me to see."
Han Ming said, turning around and leaving. The strong man hesitated for a moment and hurriedly followed.
As the weather was getting late, the crowds left on the street returned to their residences one after another. The small stalls were also put away.
"How about it?"
"It's okay, I sold eight thousand gold coins."
The man in white whispered with the vendor for a while. The two looked at each other, smiled strangely, and turned around to leave.
"Okay! I dare to join forces to deceive me!!"
A big hand pulled the man in white back on the shoulder and punched him to the ground.
"Dog, look, I won't beat you two to death today!"
The strong man said, and he fisted and beat the man in white and the hawker to the ground, wailing and rolling.dd