This set of trouser legs had fat legs and the front placket was filled with the weird body odor unique to foreigners. Shen Zhimo pinched his nose before putting it on, thinking to himself: "When I become emperor in the future, my first order will be to kill these unhygienic ghosts."

Take a shower three times a day.”

There are wells everywhere in the port, and there is no shortage of water for daily life. I don’t think it’s a problem, but residents in inland areas are not so particular, especially farmers who work all day.

For Shen Zhimo, who had good habits, it was simply a form of torture.

He hated it, but he didn't dare to neglect it after all. He also asked Simon to correct a few clothing problems. After a lot of hard work, he held his breath, tightened his cuffs and belt, put on his leather boots with holes and ordered: "In order not to

To attract attention, we entered the city in batches. Did you see the clock tower in the town? We will gather there in an hour. If anyone finds a better way out, you don’t have to go. Old Hamar, Tang En, and Tyree Hill, you all follow me.

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Seeing that several of their "own people" were together, Simon was afraid that they would abandon the mercenary group members and leave privately. In that case, no one would help them remove the demonic aura from their bodies, and the Holy Knight might appear at any time, so he wanted to follow them, but in the end he remembered

He finally held back, supported his wife, and said to Aubrey, "You go get some fruits and vegetables, and we'll pretend to be farmers nearby."

The latest notice has been posted on the notice board in front of the Hammerfell Town Council, stating that "Kuzeskar Port is infected with a major plague and must be purified with holy light", and residents are asked to report any suspicious person coming from Kuzeskar Port.

, the maximum reward is ten silver coins.

Hammerfell is a typical Elida-style building, with red tiles and white walls, solid walls, and a large chimney coming out of the roof. A dazed boy often pokes out of the small attic on the second floor and looks around, and some are even standing in front of the door.

Raising poultry on fences.

Most of the gravel alleys are lined with family-style handicraft workshops. Some weave cloth, some spin yarn, some grind monocle glass glasses, and some make ironware. It's a busy scene, with the sound of mechanical collisions coming one after another.

Shen Zhimo led the others ahead and rushed onto the road, following behind the farmers who came to the market to exchange goods.

Although he was unusually calm, brothers Hamal and Tang En, who always looked nervous, attracted the attention of the patrol. A formidable-looking soldier came up and asked, "Where are you from?"

Hamar only knew that his whereabouts had been exposed, and was frightened. He muttered: "I...I..." He did not say a word for a long time. The soldier became impatient: "Old guy, what are you doing here?"

Shen Zhimo said calmly: "Sir, we are fishermen from the nearby Shiyu Lake. He is my uncle. A few days ago, we caught a yellow catfish weighing at least two hundred kilograms. I was frightened. I brought it to the priest in the town to see it.

Look, these two kids also want to buy some novel gadgets together."

The soldier laughed and said: "How can there be a yellow catfish as big as two hundred pounds in Shiyu Lake? Are you bragging? I guess your uncle must be deceived."

Hamar came to his senses and pointed to the sky in a very cooperative manner and shouted: "I swear, that fish must weigh two hundred catties."

"Huh, do you think I'm a fool?" The soldier noticed Tyrisil behind him, and his expression immediately changed: "I didn't expect that there are noble elves. May the Holy Light be with you."

Teresil said: "Elune, the moon god, gives you a blessing."

Elves worship the moon god, are close to nature, and have wonderful magical powers. They have always been respected by humans who are also in the alliance. The soldiers no longer doubted it and walked away, muttering: "Two idiots actually said that there is something in Stone Fish Lake."

I wouldn’t believe you could kill a two-hundred-jin fish.”

"Damn, I'm starving! I didn't bring a single silver coin with me when I came out. Are you going to rob me?" Shen Zhimo cursed, and his stomach made a growling sound. He didn't have enough to eat at Shiyu Lake in the morning, so he marched down quickly.

Even more hungry.

When he walked into the town, he saw pedestrians coming and going, it was bustling, and it was quite lively. He saw a fat man with a red face coming towards him, grabbed him, and said with a smile: "Sir, can you give me a few silver coins and pay him back tenfold another day?"

"

The fat man's eyes widened, he pushed him away fiercely, and cursed: "Go away! Poor man, I am not a philanthropist, and I have no obligation to help the poor." What kind of world is this? Even a fisherman and farmer dares to block the road and reach out for something.

Money is really worse than a robber!

Suddenly, he felt a slight sting in his belly. Shen Zhimo reached out with his wrist-breaking knife and said coldly: "I am a robber. I will take out all the money you have."

The fat man never expected that someone would block the road and rob him. He turned pale with fright. He hurriedly looked back and saw Tyrixil and Hamar surrounding him.

Pedestrians around could not see the knife, but they only knew that they had reunited as old friends and kept chatting. The relationship was a bit too warm. Hamal was still scared to death, his body shivering in the breeze, and he did not run away after all.

Shen Zhimo is not a hero who considers himself to be righteous. Although he has an open mind, in times of crisis, one should not stick to trivial matters. Even if it is a bad thing, he must do something.

Just when the fat man was about to call out, Shen Zhimo's extremely nimble Shaolin fingers stretched out and gently grasped the Quepen point on his neck like appreciating flowers. He penetrated hard and the fat man's throat was suddenly paralyzed and his tongue was tied. He couldn't say anything more.

Speechless.

"I only want money, and if you don't give it, I will kill you." Shen Zhimo's wrist-knife quickly spun a few times in the palm of his hand with his fingers, and the silver light shone, cutting the fat man's clothes and abdomen into strips of cloth, but it did not hurt.

To his point.

"Uh, uh..." The fat man didn't dare to argue. He obediently took out the money bag and was snatched away by Shen Zhimo. He was also warned: "Don't try to tell the guards, otherwise you will die ugly."

The fat man naturally held a grudge. After Shen Zhimo and his party walked away, he hurriedly found the local guard. After hesitating and hesitating for a long time, he found that he could not speak at all and was so panicked that the guard did not understand what he was going to say. In the end, he gave up.

It was not until twelve hours later that the human body's meridians cycled through to unblock the sealed acupuncture points. The fat man's throat had been swollen bigger than a carrot after countless drugs had been used.

Shen Zhimo picked up the heavy purse and said with a smile: "Guys, lunch is settled. Hero Linghu can snatch the white skin, but I, Hero Shen, can't find a good person to beg for help?"

Hamar was confused: "What about Linghu Daxia, Shen Daxia?"
Chapter completed!