For the next ten days or so, Yang Bo went to the teahouse to tell stories every night, and when he came back, he took medicinal baths, and his figure quickly expanded.

Because Yang Bo's body had been tempered with spiritual power, his body's strength increased quickly. In just ten days, his body's strength reached the state of a bronze warrior.

At this time, the money Yang Bo earned every day in the teahouse was no longer enough to buy medicine.

In the early bronze period, warriors spent more than four taels of silver on medicinal baths every day. Although Yang Bo's daily income is increasing, his daily income is only about three taels of silver recently!

Since then, there has been a loss every day. Although he had saved a few taels of silver before, his time to make money was too short and he could not last more than a few days.

Yang Bo regretted a little. If he knew that the common currency here was gold and silver, he should have brought more in!

However, now that things have come to this, he can only think of other ways to make money.

"Journey to the West" has been told for more than ten days, and it is basically coming to an end. Yang Bo can next talk about Water Margin of the Three Kingdoms or The Romance of the Gods, but he has not yet completely decided.

On this day, Yang Bo finished his lecture, received money from the boss, left the teahouse and was about to leave, but was stopped by someone.

The person who stopped Yang Bo was a middle-aged man. The man had a strong build, short hair and a long beard. He was wearing a short shirt and looked like he worked as a coolie.

Yang Bo had some impression of this man, because when he was telling the story just now, the man was sitting in the corner. There was no cheering or making any noise in the middle. It was very quiet.

"Mr. Yang, I would like to ask you a few questions." The middle-aged man seemed not used to being so kind, and his words were a bit stiff.

Yang Bo frowned, but still said: "Okay."

The middle-aged man asked: "Do gods really exist in the world? Is there a kind of power that can be stronger than a strong man?"

Yang Bo was stunned. He thought for a while and said, "I don't know if this kind of power exists, but the power of a strong man should not be invincible. After all, everything in the world is mutually reinforcing and invincible!"

"What kind of power can defeat a strong man?" The middle-aged man stared at Yang Bo and asked.

Yang Bo shook his head, "That's not clear. After all, the world is too big and no one knows what will happen?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, "Is this world big? This world is not big. There are only more than ten countries here, surrounded by sea."

"I traveled to every corner of the world to find out this secret, but I couldn't figure it out after all!"

"A strongman can be possessed by a god and can instantly explode with power far beyond his own. Where does all this come from?"

"Is there a true God in this world?"

"If there are true gods, where are they?"

"We are all warriors, so why should warriors be superior to others? Is this all innate?"

The middle-aged man asked such a large number of questions almost in one breath, trying to find the answer, but Yang Bo was unable to give the answer.

"Didn't you say that you need to make offerings to the gods to possess them?" Yang Bo asked curiously.

The middle-aged man chuckled, turned and left.

Yang Bo looked at the back of the middle-aged man and was speechless for a moment. This man is really strange!

Since I came here to ask questions, I didn’t even tell me where I am. After asking, I seemed to have gone crazy again!

Yang Bo frowned. He had carefully investigated the person just now and found that the other person seemed to be just an ordinary person, not a highly skilled warrior.

Could this be his illusion?

Yang Bo went to the drug store and bought some medicine. He rummaged around in the drug store and found a lot of elixirs in the corner.

"Jiang Zizi, next time you encounter this kind of medicinal herb, keep it for me!" Yang Bo said, pointing to the elixir in the corner.

Yang Bo bought medicine from Jiang Zizi every day, and the two became familiar with each other. Jiang Zizi had two legs of different lengths and walked with a limp, so he started a drug store business.

Yang Bo didn't know the other person's real name, but everyone in the local area called him Jiang Zizi.

Jiang Laizi came over, glanced at the ground, frowned and said: "Boy, there is no use for you to buy these!"

"I know, you must have thought these spiritual herbs were extraordinary, so you bought them. Do you want to go back and give them a try?"

"I'm telling you, don't do this. It's a waste of time. These are just ordinary elixirs!"

Yang Bo quickly said: "It's okay. You can help me collect it first. It's not worth anything anyway. Let's talk about it after you collect it! By the way, help me pay attention to two kinds of elixirs."

Yang Bo carefully described the shapes of Jiulicao and Yueshanghua to the other party.

Jiang Zizi was very curious, but didn't say much.

After chatting for a while, Yang Bo waved his hand and left.

Jiang Zizi looked at Yang Bo's leaving figure and couldn't help but shake his head.

Yang Bo was carrying a bag of elixir, mentally calculating the remaining money and thinking about the next way to make money.

Before, Yang Bo didn't understand the prices here. He thought that two taels of silver was not much, and he was a little confused that the warriors here were not very advanced!

But he soon understood that here, a family of three could only spend three taels of silver a year!

This means that the medicine he buys once is enough for his family for a year, which is a bit amazing!

During this period of time, Yang Bo bought medicine at the drug store every day. Only then did Yang Bo realize that few people here could take medicinal baths and exercise every day because they simply couldn’t afford it!

When he walked outside the door, Yang Bo paused because he saw Sha Zhenggang, the Sheriff of Misty City, standing outside his door.

"Commander Sha, good evening!" Yang Bo was slightly startled, but still stepped forward to say hello.

Sha Zhenggang ignored it. He stared at Yang Bo and frowned: "Do you know why I came to find you?"

Yang Bo was stunned. You came to me and you asked me why? How do I know?

Sha Zhenggang didn't wait for Yang Bo to speak, then said: "You shouldn't have contact with him, this is a violation of the rules!"

Yang Bo frowned, "Who are you in contact with?"

Sha Zhenggang shook his head, "It doesn't matter anymore. Anyone who comes into contact with him cannot stay. This is the rule!"

While talking, Sha Zhenggang walked forward.

Yang Bo was puzzled, wondering where he had broken the rules and which one he had contacted?

However, Sha Zhenggang no longer allowed Yang Bo to think too much and hit him directly with his fist.

Sha Zhenggang is a bronze warrior with great strength.

But these days, Yang Bo has been taking medicinal baths every day and has made rapid progress. His body training has also reached the bronze stage. In addition, he has already gone through body tempering during the Qi refining stage, so his strength is much stronger than Sha Zhenggang!

"boom!"

The two fists touched each other, and Yang Bo took a step back slightly.

Sha Zhenggang took more than ten steps back and hit the wall with a muffled sound.

Yang Bo stared at the other person, vaguely thinking of the middle-aged man he met before. Could it be because of this lunatic?

Sha Zhenggang stared at Yang Bo and snorted coldly, "It seems that you are making rapid progress!"

"You're just a storyteller. You shouldn't be able to make enough money to buy medicine every day. There must be someone behind you, right?"

"Tell me honestly, how much money did that person give you, and what did he want you to do?"

"As long as you explain clearly, I can let you go!"

Yang Bo looked at Sha Zhenggang, feeling a little annoyed at the trouble, but he didn't hesitate at all.
Chapter completed!