During the first time travel, Song Mingjing was in a dream and was confused from the real world to the world of Fang Miu Detective, and he didn't have time to have any extra thoughts.

Strictly speaking, it was his first time traveling from the world of Detective Fang Mi to the world of Adventure King.

But even after having experienced it once and traveling through time again, Song Mingjing still felt a shock from the depths of his soul. This magnificent beauty that transcends time and space and takes infinite steps from finite steps is by no means described in any language in the world.

Song Mingjing felt as if he was in the mezzanine of time and space, and there seemed to be a long river of time and space flowing in his ears, spreading throughout the past and future.

The mysterious small box appeared again, and the words on the box were jumping rapidly. Song Mingjing only saw the young Bao Qingtian, the best in the world, the mysterious secret technique, the transformation of the sky silkworm... The names flashed away quickly, and finally suddenly became the young hero Fang Shiyu.

Then the small box swayed slightly, turning into a small video, playing back one by one, and there was a song in Song Mingjing's ear: "Young people should cherish the sunny days..."

"So that's it, is it this version of Fang Shiyu?"

Song Mingjing nodded secretly.

If he only talks about Fang Shiyu's words, he cannot determine the world he is about to arrive. After all, Fang Shiyu has many versions.

He then frowned, because no matter which version of Fang Shiyu was, there was no doubt that his background was in the Qing Dynasty.

Leave your hair without your head, keep your head without your hair. In the Qing Dynasty, except in the late Qing Dynasty, the implementation of the hair shaving order was strictly supervised. Once Song Mingjing was discovered, he would be immediately wanted and encircled by the government.

Without thinking too much, the cloth was torn apart with a "swish" sound, and Song Mingjing pulled off a piece of clothes and wrapped his head.

Two or three minutes later, the singing suddenly stopped, the short video disappeared instantly, with a dull "bang", Song Mingjing felt down to earth, and then his eyes were bright, and bursts of noisy and lively sounds came into his ears.

Song Mingjing looked around at the first time. Fortunately, his place was a remote alley. At this time, there were shouts "rumbling" outside, and it seemed that a very exciting drama was being staged. Hundreds and thousands of people cheered together, and no one would pay attention to him.

Song Mingjing did not stop, jumped up onto the wall, swept around, and saw a courtyard not far ahead, and rushed away.

There was a relatively wealthy middle-aged man in the stone pavilion in the courtyard, which was so comfortable. There were two maids standing on the left and right.

Song Mingjing fell into the yard, turned around and rushed into the stone pavilion, with two light "puff" sounds, and knocked the two maids out with waves. Then he reached out and pressed them on the shoulders of the rich middle-aged man, and immediately made a crisp "click" sound.

The rich middle-aged man felt a huge force on his shoulder, and his bones were broken in pain. He couldn't help but scream, but he heard a cold voice behind him: "Don't shout, if you dare to speak, you will die!"

The middle-aged man was full of souls, but at least he had seen some worlds. He held back the sound from his throat, trembling, and said tremblingly: "Okay... good man, good man, good man! How much gold and silver do you want, just ask the hero not to hurt his life..."

"Shut up, I'll ask you a few questions, and you'll just answer!"

"Yes, yes, yes, a good man!" said the rich middle-aged man quickly.

Song Mingjing asked: "What year and month is this? Where is this?"

After a while, Song Mingjing slapped the rich middle-aged man on the back of his head with a back hand, slapped him into a fainting state.

He has already got the answer he wants.

Now is the 25th year of Qianlong's reign, which is the period when the Qing Dynasty was at its peak, but this time he traveled directly to Hangzhou City.

Then Song Mingjing stole a piece of clothes from the mansion and put them on, rubbed the previous clothes casually, and broke them into countless pieces. Soon, he was already wearing a hat and walking in the Hangzhou market.

Soon, he knew what was going on in the alley before, but saw dense crowds of people gathering together in an open area dozens of feet away, making it very noisy and lively.

In the middle of the crowd, a ring nearly two meters high stood, a big man with a tiger back and a bear waist standing on the platform with his arms raised, looking down at everyone under the stage arrogantly, hanging a couplet on his left and right, with the letter: punch a province in Guangdong, kicking two provinces in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

There were also many martial arts practitioners in the crowd under the arena. When they saw such a arrogant couplet, they were angry, but they seemed to be afraid of the strong man on the stage and did not dare to take a try.

The strong man's eyes turned and he burst into laughter: "A group of rats only dare to gossip below. Those who have the ability will come to the stage to fight Lei."

The crowd below was silent, and then a man in red came out and said sternly: "Lei Laohu, don't be too arrogant. Whether in Guangdong or Suzhou or Hangzhou, there are hidden dragons and creeping tigers. There are experts like clouds. You, Lei Laohu, are so arrogant, you, have been so arrogant that you have been careful to anger those martial arts celebrities, and your life is not guaranteed!"

"Hahaha!" Lei Laohu laughed again and said disdainfully: "Hidden dragon and burrowing tiger? I see that they are all a group of soft little loaches. If they dare to come forward, they will sign a life-and-death case. When they come on stage to compete with Lei, they will get out if they don't dare!"

"Okay!" The man in red was furious, pointed his thumb at himself, and shouted: "Lei Laohu, let me, Li Fengxian, Guangdong, teach you a lesson."

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a loud roar in his throat, clenched his fists with both hands, took several steps and climbed up the stairs, jumped onto the ring, and pounded Lei Laohu.

However, although he had courage, his skills were far from Lei Laohu. After only a few rounds of fight, Lei Laohu made a heavy handprint in his heart. He fell out of the ring on the spot, coughed up a mouthful of blood, stared at Lei Laohu, and his neck tilted and his breath broke.

"It's dead again!"

"Oh! Li Fengxian is still too impulsive! Is Lei Laohu easy to deal with?"

"It has been three days since Lei Laohu put the ring down, and Li Fengxian has already suffered five lives in his hands. Could it be that we just watched him show off his power?"

The crowd watching the battle below was in a stir, and screams rang out from all directions.

"They were asking for the dead!" Lei Laohu snorted coldly, a white breath spurted out of his nostrils, and he said, "I, Lei Laohu, set up a ring here to challenge that boy Fang Shiyu. Unexpectedly, that boy became a turtle with his head. Instead, you voluntarily come up to die. If you want to blame him, blame Fang Shiyu!"

As he said that, Lei Laohu let out another burst of unscrupulous laughter, and at this moment, a loud voice came: "Who said that Fang Shiyu dared not come?"

Hearing this sound, the crowd burst into a "boom". Looking back, three young men in their twenties were stalking with their heads raised, one of them was wearing white clothes, with a handsome face, and carrying a coffin in one hand.

"The tiger's bad bones are punched, and the sick cat's smelly butts are kicked!" The young man in white said loudly, strode forward, and the crowd retreated one after another for them to pass.

"Lei Laohu, this coffin is the gift we Fang Shiyu gave you, let's take it!"

When he walked to the ring, the young man in white suddenly threw up the coffin and flew onto the ring. Then he jumped up. The two young men on both sides held and pushed each under his feet. Fang Shiyu did not take the stairs and rushed to the ring nearly two meters high.

The crowd below suddenly burst into applause and cheers!
Chapter completed!