"Hey... this is..." The guard holding a musket in his hand came to his senses for a while. "What does it mean?"

This is a young man, who simply judges his appearance and is just as close as Zhang Cheng, and he looks like a newcomer.

"What do you mean!" The companion next to him came over. "Do you still need to ask? I've given you a musket."

This is the middle-aged man in his thirties, with a gangster smile on his face.

"Ah? Give it to me?" The young man was shocked. "I just..."

"Ha, it seems that he is a rich man. This musket may be sold for a lot of money." The companion's eyes were full of envy. According to the usual practice, the gun belonged to the companion in this case. "Rich man..." He looked at Zhang Cheng's backwards getting farther and farther away. "Good opportunity to say it! Hello, please help me see!"

"Where are you going? This is our duty time!"

"Follow, there will be no surprises in small places like Lulian City, as there will be no problem. You will be enough! Within ten minutes, the person who comes to the substitute will come over. It's nothing I left now!" The guard with a slutty look on his face tightened the belt around his waist while walking, bringing the sword closer.

"Interesting... Big fat sheep... How long has it been since I met a big fat sheep!" He said softly, and speeded up his pace.

After Zhang Cheng entered the city, he finally saw the commercial store he had been waiting for for a long time.

When Zhang Cheng came to Normdan Castle before, he encountered a messy countryside that had been destroyed by the war. So he didn't have the chance to play to his professional advantages as a "plane merchant". Now he has got this opportunity.

Now he already knows that there is no household registration system in this place, which means that his initial concerns are a bit redundant.

Various shops in the city were operating normally at this time. Zhang Cheng spent some time observing and soon became convinced that the world was also using gold and silver. However, people in this world did not use it directly, but used precious metal currencies minted.

This point is also mentioned in the Book of Records. Although Zhang Cheng's predecessor has experienced many worlds and visited countless countries, gold and silver can still occupy the position of general equivalents in most places.

It can only be speculated that there are not many such things in every world - if you consider the periodic table of elements, it seems that this is normal. After all, when the plane master created the creature, he would not like to create too many heavy metals such as gold.

A city with such technological level... has already appeared relatively primitive financial institutions, such as pawnshops. Zhang Cheng quickly found a pawn shop and used a very cheap disposable metal shell lighter on the earth to pretend to be a magic item, and exchanged them for twenty gold coins.

As for business, it is simply a scam, but for plane merchants, this is a very common thing. If something ordinary in a world or even thrown into a trash can, it will likely become an unparalleled treasure in the world.

By the way, both parties to the deal were very satisfied with the business. The witty buyer did not mention a half-annoying question.

Then he bought a clean and beautiful set of local clothes from the clothes store not far from the pawn shop.

His original clothes have been seriously worn out during the past few days of use. After all, they were taken off the dead. Zhang Cheng is not a very clean person, but he also knows that wearing this kind of clothes is not suitable for people to appear in the city. You have no choice but to mix in the refugee team. You have entered the city at this time, but there is no need to keep them.

Now he knows that there is no troublesome thing like checking household registration in this world.

The following thing is to find a well-behaved hotel. The first time I went in was to ask for a bucket of bath water to wash myself. This magical world did not have a large-scale Black Death like the Earth, and there would be no stupid beliefs such as "dirt will protect the body". Taking a bath is normal.

This plan was almost achieved without illness or disaster - if he hadn't entered an alley because he was not familiar with the road.

By the way, this kind of thing is inevitable for newcomers. Because under this social productivity, urban construction planning is definitely a mess - in this era, let alone any professional planning department, even the concept of "planning" may not necessarily be found in the minds of officials. So this phenomenon occurs: all the way forward, all the way to the front is spacious roads, streets on both sides, and many pedestrians. Then as he walks, he finds that the front has become an increasingly narrow alley. Both sides of the alley are full of garbage, the walls are covered with stains, and the air is filled with the smell of vomit.

Even Xiao Huihui around him showed a trend of trying to speed up.

However, seeing the narrower and narrower in front of him, Zhang Cheng no longer planned to move forward. He wanted to find a hotel with a higher level bath, eat, and sleep, and to take a good energy first. He also knew that there would be no such high-end hotel in such an alley.

However, when he turned around, Zhang Chengcai realized that someone was blocking his way.

A familiar outfit - after a few seconds, Zhang Cheng realized that this man was dressed exactly the same as the guards on duty at the city gate. However, Zhang Cheng didn't pay attention to the appearance of the two guards at that time, but he just remembered that the one who came up to stop him was a young man, and the one with a malicious face was a middle-aged man.

Wearing simple leather armor, holding a long sword in his waist.

Zhang Cheng also had a long sword on his body, which was the sword given to him by Captain Alexei. It was not very handy... In fact, it was just hanging from his body, so Zhang Cheng didn't plan to use it.

Apart from the sword, he has a lot of things to defend himself. Not to mention anything else, although there is no tiger minister around him at this moment, there is also Xiao Huihui.

However, Xiao Huihui was very inconspicuous. Although she was blocking Zhang Cheng's face, she was actually ignored by the other party. The other party's eyes were not on this gray-black fat dog at all, but staring at Zhang Cheng behind Xiao Huihui.

"It's true that a rich man..." The other party looked at the clothes Zhang Cheng had just bought... Under such productivity conditions, clothes are actually quite expensive property. Being able to buy a set of clothes in such a short time after entering the city is the best proof of financial resources.

Of course, this kind of rich but lacks self-defense ability is the best prey.

"Hey, hand over the money!" While Zhang Cheng was still looking up and down, the other party had already drawn his sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Zhang Cheng from afar. His arms were shaking slightly, and the long sword brought a brilliant sword light in the air, and the sword body was making a clear roar.

Even the ignorant layman understands that this sword technique is extremely exquisite. He himself has this confidence: unless he is a strong man entering the hero field, he is not his opponent. As for this layman holding a musket, this is even more so. Oh, if this guy holds a musket, his hand is nothing. But didn't he stuff the musket to someone else? Now this guy is a fat sheep without self-defense.

Somewhat surprisingly, the part-time robber found that he could not see fear in the eyes of the other party. Not only was there no fear, but it was also mixed with a strong sense of impatience.

Generally speaking, this is the reaction of the strong being attacked by the weak - perhaps not called attack, but "harassment". Of course, this strength is only unilaterally considered.

"Why are you?" Zhang Cheng asked. He was a little impatient just now, but now he found that there was only one person on the other side.

Are robbers so unemployed in this world? I come here to rob alone? I don’t say anything else, at least I have a sword on my body. Is it really appropriate to rob so carelessly without fighting and not knowing the other party’s background?

You can find some helpers at least.

"Don't pretend!" The part-time robber laughed. "Do you know my Uncle Kuruk's name?"

"I haven't heard of it." Zhang Cheng said. He had just changed his clothes now, and the new clothes made his whole body feel uncomfortable - this situation is very common. In addition, Zhang Cheng has not taken a shower for a long time and has slept so much in the wild. In short, he really wants to find a place to take a shower first and eat something, rest for a night before thinking about other things. At this time, he really can't get excited to figure out this problem. Anyway, he is just a robber who wants to make money.

"I haven't heard it? Then I'll teach you..." said the man who claimed to be Kuruk, but it was too late no matter what he wanted to say. Because Zhang Cheng flipped his hand, a pistol had appeared in his hand. The pistol was also equipped with a muffler.

Now Zhang Cheng has no hesitation after pulling the trigger.

The gunshots were not very loud after several consecutive sounds. Everything calmed down.

Zhang Cheng took Xiao Huihui away from the alley, and his figure quickly disappeared among the crowds in the streets.

After about half an hour, several listless and ragged tramps came to the alley. A few minutes later, they came out of the alley with a surprise expression. They held various things in their hands, including clothes, long swords, scabbards and some other messy miscellaneous items. Several tramps divided the things they had grabbed and went their separate ways.

When it was dark, several people dressed in city defense soldiers came here under the leadership of a man wearing a dark red cloak.

There is no concept of street lights in this era. Soldiers held up the torches in their hands to illuminate. When they were on the street, you were also assisted by the light flowing out of the building windows on the roadside, so the torches were enough. For this alley, the light of the torches was a little too small. The man in a cloak was very dissatisfied with the brightness of the light and pointed at the air. A light ball emitting white light, which was roughly equal to the incandescent light bulb on the earth, appeared on their heads and illuminated the surroundings.

Needless to ask, this person is obviously a magician.

Under the light ball, everyone saw the naked corpse on the ground without any difficulty. Of course, at this moment, they had been stripped away so much that they had not even left their underwear. Not only the clothes, but also the flesh and blood of their bodies were bitten off by mice. The rats in this ghost place were so brave.

"Is it him?" asked the magician.

A soldier came forward and looked through it carefully for a few minutes. "It was him, Kuruk, a member of the Fourth Battalion of the City Defense Force, nicknamed "Swordsman", who claimed to be the number one master of swordsmanship in Lulian City."

"The No. 1 Master?" Even the magician sneered.

"Of course, it's under the hero rank." The soldier explained. "A person at the hero rank cannot be a soldier no matter what." At least the identity of a captain and deputy captain cannot escape.

"Has he been killed? There are steps around him, but I think he should be killed easily."

"Some kind of...weapon, like a musket?" said the soldier. "There is a blood hole that penetrates the body, it should be a projectile or magic, not a sword. This Kuruk's sword technique is very high and he is one of the few people who have the hope of entering the hero's realm."

"Okay, since we have found the missing person, the matter will be over." The magician was not very interested in this matter.

"Earl Gellert," said the soldier. "It is to ask you to solve this problem."

"I have solved this problem." The magician pointed to the corpse in front of him. "It has been found. The Count lost a soldier, so he needs to find him. And you see, he is now in front of me. He met a robber, was killed and stripped."

"But I'm afraid the Count wouldn't think so." The soldier replied.

"Are you threatening me?" The magician waved his hand, and the invisible force pinched the soldier's throat. The power was not very large, not enough to crush the throat, but it still made the soldier unable to breathe and his face turned blue.

The spell ended a few seconds later, and the soldier lay on the ground, ignoring the stench around him, and began to breathe violently.

"Sir," but he remained true to his duties. "I want to find out the murderer."

"..." The magician was silent, but his face clearly showed impatience. This kind of mess is exhausting and hard, and he doesn't want to continue wasting time.

"Count Gellert has always been tolerant of your series of actions in the city. It includes you opening a black market, including your involvement in the brothels and gambling halls that should not have been involved... He did this in the hope that at critical moments, especially when he had something to ask for you, he would get a quick answer." The soldier said. "Mr. Worm, you won't let him down, right?"

"What a good dog!" said the magician known as Worm for a long time.

He stretched out his hand, and the light ball was extinguished before, and a flame rose in his hand, reflecting the shadows of all people on the walls of the alley. However, the shadows suddenly twisted and began to move. The shadows of the people on the wall had become shadows of unknown others, and they could tell what they were doing at a glance.

They were taking off clothes and equipment from the corpses on the ground.

Several soldiers looked at the magician beside them with shocked expressions. They knew that this was the effect of the magician using magic. But this was only brief, and they quickly focused on the shadow puppet scene on the wall.
Chapter completed!