Suzhou City, a good place!

There is paradise above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below, which is a chewy sentence, but it is precisely because of its realistic facts that it is chewed. It is understandable that the core government officials of the Southern Song Dynasty were mixed in such a happy place, immersed in the palace of art since childhood, and were only interested in technology and culture, and neglecting violent soldiers.

In any case, Suzhou is a place worth looking forward to. Just by looking at the name, you will know that this place is very cultural and has pleasant scenery.

Don't get me wrong, the above is just nonsense, not a description of the situation.

Fang Xian widened his eyes. He stood at the south gate of Suzhou City, and seemed to be able to see the north gate at just one glance. It was estimated that Suzhou City was larger than Yuhang County and smaller than Xianling Island. The number of pedestrians was definitely not more than Yuhang County. Pharmaceutical shops and weapons shops could basically be displayed in one shot.

Fang Xian felt that he hadn't been to blame for his old man for a long time, and he could not bear such a big complaint.

"Can you be serious?"

[What do you want? I really try my best. Do you think this historical text? It's a badass.]

“…Taiwanese accent? Did you learn it new?”

[It's not good for you to do this. New things will be revealed before the previous complaint has passed.]

"Okay, this is Suzhou City after all. If you don't make a garden or something, let me go in and recite poems and write a couple, how can you be worthy of the audience if you have a drink with a talented man?"

[Those who are not within the game scope, I am a hardcore player, loyal to the original work.]

"The same is true in "The Legend of Jin Yong's Heroes"?"

【The big map is very rough, and the small map is very detailed.】

"Okay, I'll endure it."

After several rounds of confrontation with the old man, Fang Xian felt relaxed all over. This is the meaning of not vomiting and being unhappy.

Suzhou City is the first large city to pass in the game. Generally speaking, when you arrive at a new place, you always need to make some supplies, including going out and entering, updating equipment, etc.

So, Fang Xian pulled Zhao Ling'er toward the pawnshop with the "官" sign hanging.

As soon as he took two steps, a Taoist priest came up to talk to him.

"Brother, let's count it?" The Taoist priest has the most standard appearance, and he also has a beard. He is just middle-aged and elderly, and is relatively kind.

"I'm in a hurry." Fang Xian was naturally too lazy to pay attention to him. This kind of nonsense is worthless. It's better not to listen to it.

Whenever this happens, Ling'er must appear.

Zuo Shake, then shook: "Brother Xian, listen, maybe something good is happening."

"Oh..." Fang Xian smiled bitterly, stopped and looked at the Taoist priest, "Say it, I'll give you money."

The Taoist priest looked at it briefly, frowned, and calculated with his fingers.

"Brother, you need to have a disaster."

"...You're getting your lines wrong?" Fang Xian was stunned for a moment. There was indeed a Taoist priest in the original game, but he said all the good things about fate that were like peach blossoms. Why did it become a disaster when it was his turn?

To defeat feudal superstition, good materialist youth must not believe this.

"No, I'll leave." Fang Xian pulled Ling'er and was about to leave.

"Brother, wait, listen to me." The Taoist priest had to follow him in order to earn some money that was stuffed between his teeth. "Brother, think carefully, have some strange things happening one after another in recent days."

"...Isn't this nonsense? It's one of the strange things that I'm talking nonsense to you here."

"Hey... brother, I heard from me that I have studied your face. Although your eyebrows are full of pride, if you look deeper, you will always have a trace of doubt, or an ominous premonition. Your subconscious mind has already felt it, but you have not realized it yet."

"Uncle, are you physiognomy? Is this modern psychology?"

“Keep up with the times.”

"Come on, I'll give you 10 cents." Fang Xian was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and took out a few pieces of money and threw it to him. "Even if I want to think about it, I can't start. There is basically nothing normal recently."

The Taoist priest was filled with tears when he got the money. He didn't know how long he had been in it. This was the first time he opened it.

"Brother, since you are so generous, I will give you another word - the devil is by your side."

"...It must be because the old man has watched too many Taiwanese dramas, and these spoof lines have no highlights." Fang Xian completely lost interest in the old Taoist and pulled Ling'er down and walked away violently, "Oh my God, I have actually wasted so long with this guy."

When he arrived at the pawnshop, Fang Xian sold all the things in his pocket and the [Fishing Set]. There was a bottle of queen bee honey, a fishing net, and a sky-breaking hammer in his bag.

Then he took Ling'er to visit the weapons shop and armor shop, and updated his equipment a little. The attributes of [Martial Arts] and [Defense] have been improved to a certain extent. The money has been basically spent. It doesn't matter. It will be a lot of people who fight casually. The only thing that gives him a headache is that there is no axe in the weapon shop. It seems that finding this thing can only depend on luck.

The chores have been done and you can go.

Fang Xian had already made a plan: "Ling'er, that's right. I was going to participate in Lin Yueru's martial arts competition to recruit brides. I'd better forget it, but the exit of this map is in the backyard of Lin Mansion, so we have to find a way to sneak into Lin Mansion and find the exit. Do you understand?"

But when Ling'er's expression was even more regretful than Fang Xian: "...Brother Xian, do you really want to leave Sister Yueru behind?"

Fang Xian sighed: "There is no way, the outside world is monogamous, and it is useless to bring her over. If you are forced to send her to a girl, it is time for readers to spray Mushrooms."

Ling'er has little understanding of the external world. Fang Xian said that she could not, and she could not find any basis for refutation, so she could only follow it.

The two of them sneaked to the Lin Mansion and saw a guard guard at the door, obviously acting as the door god and not letting people pass by.

"We can't get in here anymore. Let's find out if there is any chance next to us." Fang Xian began to wander around the Lin Mansion.

【No chance.】

"...Thank you, you saved me time again."

"Brother Xian, what's the sound? It's so magnetic."

"You're hallucinating."

Although the old man plays, he never lies. He says that if he doesn't have a chance, he will definitely not have a chance.

"It seems that I can only plan B." Fang Xian was not disappointed. In fact, he had no confidence in plan A, but just wanted to save time.

"What is it?" Ling'er asked.

Fang Xian pointed to the inn not far away—

“Go to sleep.”

"Not good...you..."

"This time I really went to bed."

Sleeping is naturally a flash of the screen - early the next morning.

The Lin family’s martial arts competition will not start the next day, and you can get in after the chaos.

Therefore, going to the inn to spend time in a formality has become the only choice. The plot of traditional RPG such as Xianjian is relatively rigid, so I can only endure it.

Fang Xian was not interested in most things in this world, except for food. At this time, he was curious and didn't know if the old man had rendered Suzhou cuisine.
Chapter completed!