Conquer the World

Chapter 231 Three Strange Men and a Handsome Chick

Fang Xie is the most special person in Yanwuyuan. He rarely appears in the classroom where he should appear. For this matter, Professor Mo Wanwu has become accustomed to it. He knew that Fang Xie didn't forgive himself, after all, it really happened to him because of it.

So when he saw Fang Xie heading directly to the library instead of the classroom, what else could he do besides shaking his head and smiling? He is a professor at Yanwu Academy, and he cannot let him chase an endless confession behind a student's ass. Mo Wanwu hated that incident on the Half Moon Mountain but did not regret it. If the students of Yanwuyuan couldn't bear this setback, how could they lead the army in the future?

Early contact with death is not necessarily a bad thing for students.

Of course, this is extremely unfair to the dead.

After Fang Xie entered the library, he sat down in a customary place, and by the window, he could see the scenery and people coming and going. And this is a corner, remote and quiet. He can read a book calmly and relax with closed eyes and meditation. Since Ma Lilian saw him spit out dozens of bugs last time, Fang Jie has never met her in the library.

Fang Xie didn't care about this change of Ma Lilian. He and the girl had no intersection at all, and she never walked into Fang Jie's heart.

Wan Jiantang Jian Lu has finished reading, and the things recorded in this book are incomplete and incomplete. However, Fang Xie summed up several techniques based on the sharp sword moves inside. When practicing privately, I felt that it should be very effective. Fang Xie came from the frontier and was used to killing from a young age. So his request for moves is extremely simple, that is, direct and rapid. Simple and clear, killing the enemy with one shot.

Xie Fuyao showed him the Liangyi swordsmanship of Wudang Mountain, but he didn't like this elegant routine. If there is a duel between the rivers and lakes, this kind of magical sword tricks really work. Can be placed in front of the two armies, this sword is meaningless. Even everyone in the current swordsmanship can't dance among the armies.

The books Fang Xie read in the past few days are all about how to practice, which can be found in the collections of the basics of the practice of several major gates. Basically the same thing, everything can not be separated. Fang Xie tried to use the vitality of the heavens and earth that he could perceive. Although there had been some progress in the past few days, it could not be used for actual combat. Closed my eyes and pondered for a while, Fang Jie suddenly thought that he was thinking in the wrong direction at first.

Since he could sense the vitality of the heavens and the earth, he thought of being able to kill the enemy as far as a practitioner. But the pitiful energy he could perceive was thin, and it was useless at all. He couldn't think hard about meditation. He suddenly thought of the current state. If he could mobilize the vitality of the world, it would be a great success. After all, he is still best at close combat, which is the most important thing to consider now.

Knowing this, Fang Xie began to try to let the sense of heaven and earth vitality enter his fist. He has no Qihai and cannot store his vitality in Dantian Qihai. But you can focus your energy on one point. Although weak, it should help the offensive.

Originally, his physical body was extremely powerful. If he could mobilize the vitality of the world again, his attack power would definitely increase. This was a bold attempt. He did not incorporate the vitality of the heavens and the earth into the sea of ​​body energy, and then transformed it into inner strength and melted into the limbs. Instead, the vital energy is agglomerated outside the body, just like adding a layer of iron cover outside the fist.

The solution came to mind, and Fang Jie tried to do it. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, he felt the vitality of the world walking outside and tried to gather the vitality around his fist, but this attempt was a bit outrageous. So after more than an hour, Fang Jie still made little progress.

He looked at the sun outside and knew that it was noon. So he got up and left. After greeting the old man, he went directly to the horse farm and fed the red horse fodder. I was leaving to eat in the cafeteria, and suddenly I saw a groom holding a bucket blinking at himself. This was by no means an blink of an eye because of his uncomfortable eyes, but an obvious idea to get a solution.

Fang Xie looked around and found that he really blinked at himself and then said to the horseman, "Should I, the crimson horse, pull out and run? It looks like the fat man can't run anymore."

The horseman smiled and said loudly, "It doesn't matter. This is a famous species in northern Liaoning. No matter how fat it is, it can fly like a fly. You just need to pull out and run around to recover."

He went to Fang Xie and added water to the red horse: "You can't go to the yard in the 26th east, there is an ambush. The father-in-law already knows the place, and sent someone to look in secret. Now there are many masters in that place. After you go back, you go to the market to buy two people, and there is a teenager who looks very conspicuous. He will sell it as a label. You also buy him back as a book boy. As for who to buy, you will know that it is the father-in-law. You're a good hand. "

The groom said this lowly, and then laughed out loud: "Master, you are very blessed, it is extremely difficult for the generals of the court to get a good horse in northern Liaoning."

Fang Xie also laughed: "Yeah, my luck has always been good."

"What will your Majesty do?"

He asked in a low voice.

The horseman shook his head slightly and whispered: "Your Majesty has no intention, but my father-in-law told me to tell the little one, don't be greedy, don't be impatient."

Fang Jie froze and smiled, "Since the father-in-law cares so much, can I make another request."

"Sir, please, Lord."

"Buyers and bookboys don't need money? If my father-in-law is willing to give me tens of thousands of silver flowers, I would be more grateful."

The groom stunned, looking at Fangjie's eyes as if looking at a monster.

"This ... I must convey it."

He said something, and then carried away with a bucket.

After the man disappeared, Fang Jie couldn't help frowning. It ’s so mysterious to meet in Yanwuyuan. Is there anyone in Yanwuyuan who the emperor does not believe?

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The sun was only slightly west-bound, and left Yanwuyuan to find the place where Namafu said. This is a huge market, which is the exact opposite of Fang Xie's going to Chungu Butcher. It's run by the government, and it's all big businessmen. At the innermost corner of the market is the place for population-trading.

The slaves sold here, part of them are the family members of the offended officials, degraded to slaves and sent to the market for sale. Part of the problem is that the family can't cope and can only sell themselves. Another part of the people captured by the border troops of the Da Sui from all frontiers were barbarians who looked very different from the Central Plains.

In this population market, the highest selling prices are the families of those officials. Those subordinates were implicated because their masters and sons had committed sins, but they didn't worry that they couldn't find work. Ordinary wealthy households buy people, like to pick these people. Because they understand the rules, it's better than buying a barbarian. And the offender's sister-in-law and daughter will sell for extremely high prices. The businessmen are rich but have low status. If they want to sleep in a woman's house, they can only find it from here. If you buy an offender's daughter or a concubine to go back and fill the house, it is also very face-saving.

The barbarian is usually bought by a businessman for labor, and does not need to issue money. These barbarians are generally rude but powerful. Commercial banks like to buy such people and can save a lot of money for hire.

But there have been no wars in Da Sui these years, and the number of barbarian slaves is not much, but it is worthless. As long as a batch comes, it will generally be robbed and shot out, as good as the family members of those criminals.

In contrast, those who have to sell themselves because of their own difficulties are rarely asked. Because the Sui people are proud, and it ’s not that Kan Er, who can't get through, can't be a mean one. These people are not easy to buy back, often with a little pride.

It took Fang Jie half an hour to find this place. He deliberately walked slowly but no one took the initiative to talk to him. This made him a little surprised. The groom said that he could recognize the person whom Su Buwei had arranged as long as he came. I was looking for Fang Jie to sell a bunch of sugar gourds. A bunch of food to eat, a bunch of buns intended to be brought back to Shen Qingfan.

Just then he saw the person he was looking for.

Three, standing next to each other.

One was a man with a large waist and a round waist. A sign was placed in front of him, which said that there were one hundred and twenty grains of silver. The other was a scholar, and the robe on his body didn't know how many days he hadn't washed it. The weather was still cold, but he was holding a shabby folding fan in his hand. Five words were written on the fan, but he wanted someone. Standing next to the scholar was what the groom called the teenager, but when he saw the teenager, Fang Jie couldn't help but want to scold the street.

This is a black and thin young man who made Fang Jie think of the African continent in an instant. It seems that at the age of fourteen or fifteen years old, a boy wearing a ragged skin is blinking at each other. There are two silkworm-like snot hanging under his nose, which have obviously flowed to his mouth, but he can always **** it back with great magic.

That withered hair, like a hen's nest with wild grass. Moreover, this young man is so thin that he doesn't want to look at it for a second glance. He has a small head and a big head, and is clearly the descendant of aliens and African indigenous people.

Where did Su Buwei recruit these three guys?

That brave man is priced at one hundred and two silver, even if it is a good body for labor, who will buy one hundred and two silver? Buying ten barbarian slaves is also the price, much more work than he does. The scholar, at first glance, is a model of the power of a chicken. Obviously dirty, but his face was muddy. That black boy, it should be useless to buy it back, except that it can play the role of nausea to achieve weight loss. UU Reading at www.uukanshu.com

Although Fang Jie was not willing to do so, he still had to walk over.

He first looked at the strong man, frowning and asked, "Why do you think you are worth a hundred or two silver?"

The brawny man with a beard and an open chest revealing a bunch of black chest hair turned awkwardly, as if shy. He looked down at his toes and whispered, "I have strength, and I have a good hand ... I Bet, all the big girls and daughters-in-law in Chang'an City are not as pretty as my daughter-in-law. "

To prove it, he also pulled a cloth bag out of his clothes and opened it. Fang Jie found that there were all kinds of embroidery needles, the shortest was about three or four centimeters, and the longest was nearly one foot.

Fang Jie was disgusted and nauseated by the strong man's contortion, and then he saw the black boy pleasing a lot.

He asked the scholar again, "What is a destined person?"

The scholar said with his lower jaw and accentuated, "I am a scholar. Although I have fallen into self-selling, I can also find a scholarly door. I have a lot of ditches in my chest. Natural people ca n’t see it. See you I am also a reader, so I naturally understand the integrity of the reader. "

"Speak directly"

Fang Jie waved to interrupt the scholar's pantothenic acid.

"Must have meat!"

The scholar said categorically.

Fang Jie sighed and looked at the black boy who was about to open his mouth to ask. The kid raised his fists and twitched his chest like a gorilla. He said arrogantly, "I have a lot of strength! You can't believe it!"

He sipped his mouth as he spoke, and Fang Jie nodded vigorously, "I believe you ..."

On a long evening in the afterglow of the setting sun, Fang Jie led three weirds to flee in the eyes of everyone in the population market like an idiot. When he returned to the shop, he found that he had more headaches because a young girl standing at the door was Zhuang Die.