Fan Yu was awakened by the noisy sound, and turned over and jumped down. Seeing that it was dawn, he smiled bitterly: "It seems that the consequences of integrating the power of vows into the Fantian Seal are quite great."

Last night, in order to avoid the night tour god, I came back and turned over and entered the family, entered the uninhabited room, and leaped onto the beams to rest. Unexpectedly, I waited all night without any movement.

I looked at the room and it must be a utility room with thick dust and no one cleaned it. The items were messy and piled up at will, and even saw some worn clothes.

He quietly opened the door, slipped out of the yard and jumped into an alley, dusted the dust off his clothes, and stepped into the main street.

The clear air, the ground is wet, the unique smell of mud and moisture after the rain, the water accumulated in the potholes is muddy, and the traces are squeezed out by passing vehicles.

The streets are not big and there are not many people. They are not as prosperous as the capital, but they also have the style of a small town. The scattered hawkers on both sides usually eat and steam. When they are hawkers, they give people a sense of tranquility.

I walked to a small stall: "Give me five steamed buns and a bowl of corn porridge."

I touched the sleeves, and there was a bag inside, and I was so scared that I quickly took it out and saw that there were tens of thousands of yuan in cash in it, but it disappeared, and I was sweating.

This is his capital, he has always been with him, for fear that he will be stolen, but now he is gone.

"Things are wrong. Since I came last night, no one has come close to me. So I will excrete the possibility of being stolen, leaving only... Is this body really not the original one?"

Fan Yu carefully pondered and came to a shocking conclusion. It was incredible. No wonder his blood was so weak, and it turned out that he was still a divine body.

He had heard wild news that some city gods and judges with higher thrones were often greedy for the beauty of the world, turned into civilians, experienced fireworks, went to the wine shop to eat wine, or went to the theater to listen to operas. Ordinary people could not see the difference.

Could it be that this is the case now?

To calm your emotions a little, as the saying goes, water comes and soil covers it, and soldiers come and generals block it. Take one step at a time.

My stomach rumbling, and the sound was quite loud and I felt a little embarrassed. I turned my head and didn't look at the vendor's strange eyes, and walked away in a mess.

He didn't think about being a gentleman on the sidelines and stealing. For practitioners, this is a matter of face and a fear of being plagued by cause and effect.

Daxia coins are minted, gold is circle, silver is horn, and copper is divided. They are all made by Baoyuan Bureau. Each one has the glorious atmosphere of Daxia and cannot be imitated as counterfeit coins.

This is why there are often folk legends that dream at night that you dream of golden light shining under the roots of the tree. The next day, digging out the soil, and there is really a jar of coins.

If a monk goes to steal and rob, as long as the victim reports to the official, or is discovered by the government, he will be infected with the cause and effect of the Great Xia. Therefore, according to clues, he will be wanted by the yamen and the inspection department. Because you have illegal income, you will naturally have a way to wash away those with high cultivation, but those with low cultivation will not dare to touch them.

You can only use normal transaction income and use it with peace of mind. Otherwise, how can so many monks, whether they are qi practitioners or immortal practitioners, do they honestly do business?

If there is no such powerful relationship, many high-ranking players will probably be able to defend against thieves all day long, and they will not be able to defend against mysterious practitioners.

Fan Yu doesn't want to be wanted, so he will not do those shameful things, but he also has his own way.

Walking aimlessly on the street, stopping and stopping, after a moment, I sensed that there were several people following me, one of them approaching quietly.

The money for the meal has been settled.

It seemed that he was walking towards the deserted alley inadvertently, as if he was in a hurry to go back, his steps were slightly faster, and the people behind him were caught off guard and followed him with a sense of indifference.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Fan Yu standing in the alley and asked strangely: "What are you doing with me?"

Those people were stunned, yes, why are we following him? By the way, stealing something, I looked at Fan Yu and saw that he was thin and weak, pale, and didn't look like someone with any force.

Several people looked at each other, and their eyes were full of cruelty. The leader's slutty face smiled fiercely, and showed a row of yellow teeth: "I heard that you are not a local person, right? It sounds like a northern accent, I'm afraid I don't know that our place has always been poor. A few days ago, there was a major case. A group of merchants were stabbed to death on the street. The yamen has not solved the case yet."

"How many of you did it?"

Fan Yu looked curious, and those people were stunned. The script seemed a little wrong. Why isn't this guy afraid?

"Not bad, it's what our brothers did."

The man looked fierce and said viciously: "I don't make things difficult for you. I'm aware of it and take out all the valuables on my body. Otherwise, don't blame me for taking any serious measures. If you hurt you, you will have no place to complain."

"That's good, so I'm not afraid."

"What?"

Fan Yu grinned and smiled, "It's nothing, your accent is really heavy. If you didn't listen carefully, you almost didn't understand."

The man was furious and grabbed his hands forward: "Dare you dare to fool me?"

"Bang bang bang..."

A few screams, and the rest of the ground was wailing. Fan Yu clapped his hands and kicked the savage face: "You really killed someone? It doesn't look like it. Although the breath is mixed, it has no evil spirits. It doesn't seem like anyone who has had a murder."

Laizi looked frightened and stepped back: "The little ones don't know Mount Tai, please have a lot of them..."

"Noisy!"

Fan Yu's face faded: "Take out all the money you have on you."

The man didn't hear it clearly and thought he was going to kill him. He was so scared that he knelt down and begged for mercy: "I, we didn't kill people. What we just said was just to scare you. We usually secretly do not dare to kill people."

"Nonsense, if you kill someone, can I still talk to you like this? It would have cost you a life."

Fan Yu scolded impatiently: "I heard it clearly, take out the money I have on you, and now I'll rob you."

"What?"

"money……"

The man was stunned and kicked. He hurriedly took out the money from several people and handed it over carefully: "I respect you..."

Fan Yu held a few silver rounds and a dozen copper coins, his face full of disgust, not even a circle, and he was really poor.

He glanced at several people: "Remember, we are called robbing the rich and helping the poor... robbing the rich and helping the poor, have you heard it clearly?"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Ordinary people steal and become strong people, but they naturally cannot feel the cause and effect, but there is a saying that the cause and effect are not the time for retribution, but it is widely circulated among the people.

I don’t know which unlucky guy was stolen by these people, so the cause and effect on it has nothing to do with him, so there is no need to be afraid.

As for whether these people will report the case? Unless they want to go to prison, they can only pinch their noses and recognize them.

After eating a few steamed buns, drinking a bowl of corn porridge, filling my stomach, I wandered around the county town aimlessly.

Suddenly, my ears moved, and I heard a movement. I turned to look and saw a woman talking to her man in front of a house.

"Official, you said we have donated so much money to incense, why didn't my stomach move?"

The woman complained and complained, holding a basket in her hand, and was about to lock the door, the man next to her was hunched, with a dark and oily face, and Fengshuang was bitter and whispered: "Maybe Immortal Jiang Shen is not satisfied. Let's go with it a little more, maybe I'll get pregnant next time."

The two of them were mumbled and heading out of the city, but they did not notice a person next to them listening to them.

Empress Jiang Shen?

Fan Yu touched his chin and felt inexplicably that he came here this time, and the cause and effect lies with it.

Following quietly, the two of them out of the city. They were cautious, but when they arrived outside the city, they found that more and more people gathered, and soon hundreds of people, and even some people carrying tributes.

This Empress Jiang Shen, so many believers? She doesn't care about the local government and the city god. Could it be that she is really a righteous god?

With such doubts, I followed the crowd for dozens of miles and heard the sound of "crying" water from afar, and the air became more and more wet.

At this time, there were more than a thousand people in the gathering place, from the gentry to the poor, most of them carried baskets and tribute, heading in one direction.

After walking for another mile or two, crossing a small slope, my vision suddenly became clear. There was a big river a hundred feet away, and the water surface was filled with water vapor, and it was endless.
Chapter completed!