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Chapter 63 This is the Jianghu

Jiang Yu left the stream with a lot of questions.

Back from the woods, he turned into a small path. As far as he knew, the road led to a village closest to Haixi Town. He wanted to see if there were any clues.

He had already found out that the matter had been investigated almost by now, and basically he knew a lot of what he shouldn't have known. Now he is not a bad idea to go back to work.

But he didn't want to go back so early. Jiang Yu wanted to take advantage of this period of time to practice hard and improve his cultivation level. Only in this way can he have a more comfortable life after returning to the state capital.

Compared to many talented but no chance, he is undoubtedly much luckier. Having a system to follow him, this is equivalent to taking a master who will never have anything to teach, and you can get the most complete teaching wherever you go. Although you don’t know how long it will last, he doesn’t have to worry about not being able to touch the direction he will move forward within at least a few years.

What he lacks the most now is time, so he is buying himself time now - don't look at his appearance of traveling and outings, in fact, he is really working hard to practice... Well, let's relax.

After walking along the road for more than a day, Jiang Yu saw a very lively village. Perhaps because it is close to commercial towns such as Haixi Town, it has also developed. Not only are the villages crowded, but there are also many facilities that are only available in towns. You can even see some simple inns, tea shops, etc. You must know that ordinary villages will not have these things. After all, neighbors can’t make any money from anyone, and it will be useless if you open them.

Only when the village often has a large number of migrant populations can these shops make money. Just look at this point and you will know the situation in this village.

But when Jiang Yu looked into his eyes, the villagers' faces were not very good-looking. Following the vigilant eyes of some villagers, he immediately saw a group of martial artists carrying swords and swords. These people gathered together in groups of three or five, and a conversation was made with no one around. Jiang Yu, who had just entered the village, could hear it.

He was secretly scolding these guys for being unqualified, and then he found that he had a lot of strange gazes on his body. When he noticed these gazes, he remembered that he was actually one of these unqualified people.

"Damn, I'm definitely different from them!"

It was said in my heart that it was another matter whether others believed it or not. Anyway, Jiang Yu worked hard for a long time, and those ordinary people were still unfair to him, and some even looked at him coldly - although they were respectful on the surface, Jiang Yu still saw the eyes of these people... hatred.

After noticing this, Jiang Yu understood that it was impossible for him to stand together with this group of ordinary people. If you want to ask about things, you might have to sneak into the group of people in the martial arts world.

Unfortunately, those martial artists in the martial arts world also had a lukewarm attitude towards Jiang Yu. These people themselves sneered at each other and even drew their swords to each other. They also sarcastically sarcastically at Jiang Yu, a latecomer, from time to time. Moreover, in the eyes of most people, Jiang Yu is just an unknown man, so they don’t care even more.

"What's this..."

After working for most of the day, it was not until nightfall that Jiang Yu had to find out some news through dinner.

It is said that there were several fights in the village a while ago. The worst time was that more than 20 people died and many things in the village were smashed. In the end, they relied on the bodies cleaned up by the people in the village.

After hearing these news, Jiang Yu was not surprised that the villagers would look at him with that kind of gaze.

At the same time, he also found out that in the previous battles, three young people were mainly engaged in the fights, and these three people had good martial arts. Basically, they fought several times by one person. After several consecutive games, the three young people did not lose a single hair, but they died. I wonder how many people in the world were killed.

Jiang Yu sat aside, eating a very simple meal, then pricked up his ears and listened to the people around him. At this time, someone happened to say: "It seems that we have nothing to do with us this time, and we don't know where the young masters came out, and there are several of them coming out at once!"

The other person at the same table with that man also sighed: "I guess that this time, that thing will probably fall into the hands of one of those young people."

"Oh, do you think those people will know each other? Otherwise, why didn't the three of them fight?"

As soon as this person said this, someone at the table next to him spoke: "Those people know each other, but the relationship may not be very good."

As soon as these words were said, almost everyone around looked at it. It turned out that a middle-aged man was drinking the wine brewed by the villagers in small sips with boiled beans.

Judging from the old man's appearance, it was too ordinary. It was an existence that would never be noticed in the crowd, but at this time it became the focus of everyone.

The old man slapped the drink and glanced at everyone, as if he was very helpful to this kind of attention-oriented feeling. Then he slowly threw a bean into his mouth, which made everyone impatient. Then he spoke: "When the young people got together a few days ago, they happened to be there, so I heard a little of what they said!"

"cough!"

Perhaps because he was too proud, Douzi was still talking about Balabala in his mouth, but after choking, he quickly drank a little wine to moisten his throat, and smiled awkwardly, and continued to talk.

"Those people were full of murderous intent when they spoke to each other. I could not help but kill the other person immediately!"

As soon as he said this, someone next to him couldn't help but say, "Why don't they do it? Looking at the temperament of those people a few days ago, they probably aren't people with good tempers, right?"

The old man glared at this person, but this question happened to be something that many people were curious about. In addition, he was not a very famous master, so it was not scary, so he kept telling it honestly.

"What do you know? The three of them were trying to clean up the people around them first. They were looking for a quiet place to slowly solve the problems between them!"

The old man sniffed a big mouthful of wine and sighed: "I treat us as a clown. I want to clean us up first and then resolve the dispute between them."

Everyone was in unison when they heard this, and a few shouted, "I look down on others!" But none of them dared to come to the door to find those people, "talk the truth." That's because the people who stayed here are not fools, and they are not confused. They know that if they deliver them to the door with their strength, they would be seeking death.

Although they want to gain benefits, they have to have the life to enjoy the benefits. If they want to live well, then it is the best choice not to continue to engage in this matter.

In fact, those who stay in this village basically gave up on continuing to participate in the competition for that thing, but they felt depressed when they left directly, so they stayed here and wanted to wait for the result of things. At least they would leave satisfied after "participating" the whole process.

However, the villagers in recent villages have to continue to endure the "scourge" of these people in the world.

Everyone shouted for a while, but in the end they all remained silent. They were already gathering together to chat and continued talking, while the old man who told the "story" continued to smack the little drink left in front of him, as if nothing had happened just now.

Jiang Yu looked at everything in front of him and understood that this is the world and this is the martial arts world!

It's very ordinary and there is nothing worth praising. He can't understand now. Why was he so obsessed with these things when he was young?

Just as I was wondering, a group of people suddenly walked in. These people were busy and seemed to have been traveling for a long time. This could be verified from their words.

"After rushing for a long time, my legs were weak. I finally saw a shop I passed by... Where is the boss? I serve me some food, pick up the full ones, and then have a large jar of good wine!"

As soon as the man entered the store, he shouted without even seeing the situation. When he finished calling, he looked around and found that the store was already full of people, and each of them was obviously a fellow man with his sword and sword. At this time, he looked at him with a joke expression.

"Even an empty table is gone?"

The man looked around and back several times and found that they were all full. He finally curled his lips and stopped his eyes on Jiang Yu.

When he winked at the brothers behind him, a group of people rushed to Jiang Yu's table. Without saying a word, the man raised his hand and slapped Jiang Yu's table hard.

"Boy, please give up the table to me!"

Jiang Yu was feeling this, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't cause trouble, and the matter would come to him. He still had time to sigh: "This is the world of the world!"

The man saw that Jiang Yu was not even a bird. He was so angry that his nose was not a nose or an eye. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Yu's collar, wanting to pull Jiang Yu up... Maybe he wanted to throw Jiang Yu aside.

In the eyes of this man, Jiang Yu was obviously thin and so young, and she was sitting here alone for dinner. This man was also an experienced person. The food in front of Jiang Yu was obviously the weight of a person, so he definitely had no companions. No matter how you look at it, they were all soft persimmons, so they chose him to bully him.

But he never expected that he picked it up and picked the hedgehog that was the most thrust. As soon as his hand reached in front of Jiang Yu, the man felt a flash of sight, and then his hand hurt a sharp pain, as if he was whipped by a whip.

“Ah~”

Lieutenant General pulled his hand back with a scream, and looked down and there was a purple-green mark on his wrist. Looking at the young man, he only had a pair of wooden chopsticks on his hand.

"This... has happened to a tough guy!"

This man is not a fool. He knew that he had taken a look at him just now. This young man is not only not a soft persimmon, but also a master.

"This... brother is so sad... I'm upset..."

While talking, he stepped back. Seeing that Jiang Yu didn't say much, he let out a long sigh, then turned to look at the person who smiled the most fiercely. It happened to be the old man who told the "story" just now. The man slapped him directly.
Chapter completed!
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