"You have lit up the Dragon City map branch."

"You have come to Longcheng. As early as the era of the old dynasty, this was the central town under the jurisdiction of Gyeonggi Province. It is only more than two hundred miles away from Beiping City. It controls the North-South Canal and the docks of flood and drought. It is the world's Beiyang.

A great place for first-class Qian Liang."

"Nowadays, Longcheng is more prosperous and lively than in the past. There are three religions and nine streams, eight rivers and lakes, and all walks of life gather together. The capable ones eat meat, the incompetent ones drink porridge, and Hu Huangxian's family often appears."

"But no matter what, this is not a peaceful place."

"You are here for the first time. You are listening to the gossips of the people coming and going. You plan to take a stroll in Longcheng and get a feel for the local customs."

"But the market here is extremely prosperous, coupled with the convenient water transportation, hundreds of businesses from the north and south gather together, extending in all directions, and there are many places to go. Where do you plan to go first?"

"Dragon City Museum, Wong Tai Sin Temple, patrol house, funeral street, Baishui River, Wuguan Street, teahouse, pawnshop, Wanghai Lane..."

A lot of options popped up on the screen. Jiang Xinghuo counted them and found that there were twenty or thirty of them. This time he was really a country bumpkin who came to the city. He opened his eyes and gained a lot of knowledge.

Based on his past game experience, there are many plots that can be triggered on such a large map. If you want to explore them all, you can't do it in a short time. If you die a few more times, it will take even longer, so just go one by one.

Come on.

"You choose to go shopping on Wuguan Street."

"You have come to the bustling martial arts street. There are many martial arts schools here, including southern fists and northern kicks, swords, guns, swords and sticks. All the major sects in the traditional martial arts lineage are gathered here."

"As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. In order to compete for the reputation of the first martial arts school in Longcheng, the major martial arts schools are fighting with each other endlessly, and there is a fight almost every day."

"You knocked on the door of a martial arts gym."

"The martial arts disciples come out to see you and ask you whether you want to become a disciple or join the gym."

Two options, apprenticeship or joining the club.

Jiang Xinghuo thought about it for a while, and finally chose to become a disciple. If he chose to quit the gym, there would be a high probability that he would not end well, so it was better to be cautious.

"You said you were here to become a disciple. The martial arts disciples took you inside and found the master of the martial arts gym."

"But you forgot one thing, that is, you are penniless and do not have the money to become a disciple. The owner of the hall thought that you were amusing him, and he was furious, so he swung his eyebrow stick and hit you.

Use combos."

"You were beaten so hard that your bones were broken and your muscles were broken, and you were thrown out of the martial arts gym."

"You struggled to stand up from the ground and didn't notice the looks in the eyes of several strangers on the street."

Seeing this line of text, Jiang Xinghuo felt bad and wanted to leave immediately, but he couldn't control the game character at all. This is the disadvantage of word games, he can only follow the text.

"Not long after you left the martial arts school, you were slapped in the alley. In your daze, you had your eyes gouged out, your heart removed, and your stomach disemboweled."

"You are dead..."

Damn! Jiang Xinghuo was so stupid. It was so disgusting that his mother opened the door for Nausea. It was so disgusting that he was beaten for nothing, and he died so miserably in the end.

"You came to the world of the dead again, and the ferryman of the River Styx rejected you again. He said that you bear the curse of exile, which is an unknown power, and you will never be accepted by the world of death."
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Jiang Xinghuo sighed helplessly. Well, it's another eight hours of death penalty. This is the game's mechanism, and players cannot violate it at all.

But just when he was about to put down his phone, an unexpected surprise suddenly occurred.

"You found a dead soul by the River Styx. He is waving to you. He seems to have something to ask for. Do you want to go there?"

Two options, go and leave.

Jiang Xinghuo thought for a while, and finally chose to go there. They were all dead anyway, so it was okay to be idle. What if some mission event could be triggered?

"You choose to go over and have a chat with him."

"He was very happy and introduced his identity to you. It turned out that he was the head of the Yan Family Martial Arts School in Longcheng Martial Arts Street. After being drunk, he broke the statue of Wong Tai Sin and offended Wong Tai Sin, so he became ill.

He suffered from evil sores and had no cure for them, so he suffered from torture and died. Because he died too hastily, he did not pass on the family kung fu in time, so he was unwilling to do so and kept wandering on the bank of the River Styx."

"He hopes that you can bring a message for him and tell his son where the secret book is hidden. In return, he is willing to teach him all his secret knowledge."

"Are you willing to help him?"

There are two options again, refuse and agree.

Jiang Xinghuo thought for a moment and directly agreed.

"You learned about the hiding place of the "Yan Family Secrets"."

"You have obtained the Iron Shirt."

As the character in the game obtained the iron cloth shirt, Jiang Xinghuo himself also felt a change. A wave of heat poured into his body, and the fatigue on his body was swept away. He walked to the bathroom and took off his shirt. His originally thin body appeared.

It has clear muscle lines and is full of a sense of strength.

"Iron cloth shirt, you can practice one breath on the inside and muscles, bones and skin on the outside. In the traditional Chinese martial arts, the external martial arts practice can greatly improve the physical quality after using it, and the muscles and membranes can be trained to be extremely tough, just like wearing an iron shirt, hence the name

, can offset most of the damage caused by blunt objects."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the description of the iron cloth shirt and briefly summarized it. This is a very powerful skill that can be beaten. As for whether he can hit people, he has to wait until he goes online to find a monster to try.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo raised his head and looked at the time. There was nothing left to do tonight, so he had to quit the game first, then tidied up and went to the commercial street to find a small shop for a midnight snack.

The shop owner quickly brought the food to the table. I never thought that the meal would be unsatisfactory.

"A portion of tofu that is about to go bad."

"A bowl of leftover rice from last night."

"A plate of stinky ribs."

"A rotten cabbage."

"..."

Looking at the various messages that appeared in his small pupils, Jiang Xinghuo lost his appetite in an instant. What kind of unscrupulous businessman would just sell the last night's dinner, and give others spoiled food without fear of retribution.

Just at this time, there were noisy shouts and piercing sirens outside.

Many people ran out to watch the excitement, and some people took out their mobile phones from their pockets to shoot videos. While filming, they said something like: It's on fire. The fire is so big. Call the police quickly.

Jiang Xinghuo also walked out and was immediately startled. Good guy, it's already night now, but the department store not far away is completely bathed in the glow of red fire, as if it were at dusk, with thick smoke billowing into the sky.

Starting.

Standing a hundred meters away, he could feel the heat coming from him, making his face feel hot.

Under the department store, several fire trucks have been parked.

Bang!

At this time, the tempered glass of the department store exploded during the burning, making a huge noise, and glass shards flew everywhere, causing another burst of exclamations from the surrounding people.

"The fire burned too quickly..."

Jiang Xinghuo stood in the distance, looking up at the department store.

In just a short time, the flames had already reached the top floor. The entire building was surrounded by flames, and the fire brigade from outside was unable to rush in for rescue.

You know, it's only after eight o'clock now, which is when the nightlife begins. Many people have gathered in the commercial street. In addition, the fire is too fierce and there is no time for people to react. Many people are trapped in the building.
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Chapter completed!