Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"How can this be done?"

When Old Liu heard this, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to stop the beggars rushing in, but how could he stop them.

After being pushed lightly, he staggered back and sat down on the ground.

"Why not?"

Huo Laosan frowned and looked unhappy:

"In order to protect you and others, our brothers are constantly patrolling the surrounding area day and night. How about borrowing a room that you don't need?"

"Is it possible..."

"You don't want to be protected by us, but do you know what happened to the Zhang family last night?"

Old Liu struggled to get up from the ground. He saw a group of dirty beggars rushing into the yard but could do nothing. His lips trembled with anger.

Especially when I see some beggars rummaging through the clothes to be dried with their dirty hands and pushing open the doors unscrupulously.

"stop!"

He yelled urgently:

"Stop it!"

"Duh!"

A long arrow was shot from the second courtyard, nailed to the window sash, and stopped in front of a beggar. Its tail feathers trembled, making him freeze in place as he pushed the door open.

"For what?"

Wu Hai rushed out with his men holding swords and bows, shouting angrily:

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing to do." Huo Laosan raised his eyebrows, walked up to the beggar, tapped the green bamboo stick in his hand on the arrow, and said slowly:

"Come and stay for a few days."

He moved slowly, and the green bamboo stick showed no sign of exerting any force, but the arrow broke into several pieces and fell to the ground like a rotten wood with just a slight touch.

Wu Hai's eyes shrank, his eyes wide with shock.

What a wonderful way to bring luck.

You must know that the arrows Fangzheng prepared for them were all high-quality, and the arrow shafts were made of high-quality wax wood, which was hard and elastic.

Ordinary people may not be able to break it even if they try their best.

The opponent was at least a second-blood warrior with proficient martial arts and a strong inheritance, which was incomparable to soldiers like them who had come down from the battlefield.

"You are not welcome here." Taking a deep breath, Wu Hai said in a muffled voice:

"Everyone, please leave."

"Where is your boss?" Huo Laosan said slowly:

"I have heard for a long time that Mr. Fang has a bold personality and likes to give away wealth and charity. If he sees so many of us without a place to live, he will definitely not be able to stand it."

"My boss is not here." Wu Hai said:

"But before my boss left, he specifically told me that outsiders are not allowed to enter the house during this period. Everything will be discussed after he comes back."

"It doesn't matter." Huo Laosan waved his hands indifferently:

"Then let's stay here first and wait until Mr. Fang comes back before it's too late. I think with Mr. Fang's mind, he won't take trivial matters to heart."

"No..." Wu Hai took a step forward to argue, but was separated by a light wave of his stick.

"Bros!"

Huo Laosan raised one hand high and shouted:

"Let's take a stroll first, get familiar with the environment, and find a few unoccupied rooms to stay in. This will be our place to stay from now on."

"good!"

"The head is mighty!"

"..."

All the beggars responded one after another, and some even rushed into each room impatiently. Some even rushed directly to the second and third courtyards.

"No!"

Old Liu's expression changed drastically and he said anxiously:

"There are women in the backyard."

Women?

Several of the beggars' eyes lit up and they ran towards the backyard even faster, with expressions of excitement and a hint of eagerness on their faces.

They are pretending to be beggars, but they are not real beggars.

More like a bandit!

"stop!"

Li San's face turned cold, and he bent his bow and drew an arrow.

"Woo..."

A gust of wind swept from the side, leaving him too late to shoot an arrow, so he could only dodge in a hurry.

"I've given you face, haven't I?" A beggar holding a stick approached with a cold expression, swung the stick in his hand and struck it down with a ferocious look on his face:

"shoot!"

"You fucking cum again!"

"Crack!"

The stick in the beggar's hand was so fierce that Li San had no time to dodge and could only raise his bow to intercept. The bowstring was broken by the stick on the spot.

Wu Hai and others subconsciously drew their swords, and the beggars also tensed their bodies.

"what are you doing?"

"Don't do it!"

"Teach them a lesson..."

"..."

In an instant, the place was in chaos, and the situation was about to break out.

"What's going on here?"

At this moment, a slow voice came from outside the door. Wu Hai and others who were originally tense couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard the sound.

"Master!"

"you are back!"

Unknowingly, Fang Zheng's position in their minds has become unshakable, as if the problem will be solved once the other party comes.

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded and walked into the arena. His eyes swept over the beggars with unruly expressions one by one, and he frowned slightly:

"what happened?"

He was originally in a good mood. After all, he had made great progress in martial arts recently and gained a lot of money. He never expected to encounter such a thing when he just came back.

What bad luck!

"My boss."

Old Liu hurriedly said:

"They forced their way into Fang Mansion and wanted to stay in the courtyard. We tried to stop them but couldn't. Fortunately, my boss, you came back in time."

"Really?" Fang Zheng shook his head, looked at Huo Laosan, and said patiently:

"Outsiders are not welcome here, take them away!"

"Don't mention it." Huo Laosan smiled playfully:

"Mr. Fang's house is so big, and there are only so many people living in it. The empty rooms are free, so it won't be a problem for us brothers to live there."

"Besides..."

“There are more people and it’s safer.”

"What?" Fang Zheng's eyes darkened slightly:

"Are you unable to understand people or do you have something wrong with your ears?"

"I said……"

He said slowly:

"Take your people and get out of here!"

The smile on Huo Laosan's face froze, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, his triangular eyes already had a cold light, and he tightened the green bamboo stick in his hand.

How long had it been since he joined the Beggar Clan and became successful in martial arts? How long had it been since he had seen such contempt, disgust, and cold eyes?

but……

Those who did this to me in the past had their faces torn apart. Their expressions when they knelt down and begged for mercy were so funny!

"Ah……"

Huo Laosan drank softly, and when he was about to say something, a beggar came running from the second courtyard, holding several jade carvings in his arms.

"head!"

The beggar's face was filled with ecstasy and he said:

"This family is really rich, look at this jade..."

"Uh-huh!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly blurred, and a figure appeared in front of him. Then the severe pain from his hands made him scream loudly.

"ah!"

Amid the screams, the things in his hands were taken away by Fang Zheng, and his arms drooped limply.

"Taking without asking is called stealing."

Fang Zheng glanced at the beggar who was screaming loudly, and spoke slowly:

"For the sake of Hall Master Jiao, I will destroy both of your arms today. If you dare to have dirty hands again, Fang won't mind getting blood."

"Fangzheng!" Huo Laosan shouted:

"You are so brave, dare to take action against the Beggar Clan?"

"oh!"

Founder tilted his head:

"Your Excellency is not convinced?"

Although the other party's expression remained the same as before, Huo Laosan's heart skipped a beat, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, and his movements were stiff.

How is this going?

His eyes were horrified and his breathing was rapid.

There is a god in the boxing!

The will of martial arts can intimidate others through every move. He has obviously never heard of this level.

"ah!"

At this time, shrill screams sounded from the backyard.

"Um?"

"Huh!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then rushed to Sanjinyuan.

In the courtyard.

The two beggars fell to the ground and screamed loudly. They covered their faces with their hands, and blood gushed out through their fingers, soaking the dust on the ground red.

Several other beggars formed a circle with sticks in their hands. Liu Qinghuan waved a dagger back and forth while protecting Jin Shu and Lao Liu's daughter and kept retreating.

"do not come!"

"Don't come here!"

Liu Qinghuan shouted, flashing the dagger in his hand. If you look closely, there is actually some tricks.

This is also normal.

The two women traveled thousands of miles from Kyoto, and it would be impossible for them to be calm along the way. It would be strange not to have any ability to protect themselves.

The beggar on the ground was obviously made by her hands and feet.

The beggar roared:

"You blinded Ergou and Fanzi!"

"Who let him peek!"

"They just looked at the woman's face under the gauze and saw nothing else."

"That's not OK!"

"Bitch, go ahead and kill her!"

"..."

"She is so beautiful. It would be a pity to kill her. We have enough fun first. There is also a woman behind her. I want to see what she looks like."

"Go to hell!"

He said he didn't care, but Liu Qinghuan didn't allow others to talk about Jin Shu. He gritted his teeth and rushed over with a dagger in hand.

When she danced, her posture was graceful and admirable. Then she rushed forward with all her strength and was surrounded by sticks.

The dagger in his hand was gently moved and stabbed straight into the throat.

Although the strength is insufficient and the speed is a little slow, the moves are fierce and decisive, and the dagger is sharp, more than enough to kill people.

Seeing that the beggar was about to die on the spot, a green bamboo stick suddenly appeared in the scene. Huo Lao's eyes flashed with coldness and he shouted in a low voice:

"Let go!"

"when……"

"ah!"

Liu Qing cheered and screamed in pain, her hands trembled slightly, her palms cracked, the dagger in her hand clattered to the ground, and she stumbled backwards involuntarily.

"What a vicious woman."

Huo Laosan looked solemn and stabbed quickly with his stick:

"Deserves to be killed!"

He was merciless in his attacks. He didn't make any fancy movements with the green bamboo stick in his hand. He just used the stick as a gun and handed it out violently by retracting and extending it.

It stabbed Liu Qinghuan in the heart.

This attack may seem ordinary, but it is extremely powerful as it carries a gun.

Even if it is an earthen wall, a hole can be made, let alone a person, and the speed is so fast that the clear light will be in front of him in a flash.

Liu Qinghuan's face turned pale and she wanted to hide but it was too late.

"don't want!"

Jin Shu even screamed.

"clatter……"

A slightly thick palm appeared in front of the green bamboo stick, and with a gentle squeeze of the five fingers, the huge force was frozen in place.

"Why is this so?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and shook his wrist slightly, causing Huo Laosan to stagger back:

"Friend, calm down, there is no need to kill a woman like this."

"Fart!" Huo Laosan was furious:

"She cut my eyes blind, and she wanted to kill someone just now. Brothers, let me do it. I want to see who dares to stop her today?"

"Um?"

Fang Fang's expression darkened:

"This is Fang Mansion. When did the owner of Fang Mansion change?"

"call……"

Before he finished speaking, the beggar in the scene who had long been filled with anger had already taken action. The sticks were either slashing or sweeping in unison.

Fang Zheng tilted his head, his perception spread.

All of a sudden.

Time seems to be slowing down, many attacks are reflected in the perception one by one, and the path of each incoming attack is clear in my mind.

This feeling……

It's amazing!

It's like everything is under control.

No wonder "The Little Notes of Shiwu" says that the third level of martial arts generates magical powers by itself.

Obviously his cultivation level has not improved much, and his physique is still three levels of Qi and blood, but his response to the outside world is completely different.

More than just the outside,

The inner strength is like looking at the lines on the palm of your hand, which is essential for slenderness.

sideways,

Avoiding the club that hit his head, Fang Zheng raised one hand in vain and struck out with the power of Shaolin Vajra Palm. The beggar in front of him screamed and flew up from the ground.

When he stepped back, his flesh trembled, and the force of the incoming stick was released, and a stronger force rebounded, causing the beggar's stick to fly out.

He made a fist with five fingers and smashed it to the side.

Tai Chi moves, blocks and beats!

The fist collided with the stick. The solid wood stick soaked in tung oil shattered like rotten wood, and the opponent staggered backwards with blood on his hands.

Turn around,

He gently grasped several incoming hidden weapons with his five fingers. With a flick of his wrist, the hidden weapons shot towards the distance at a faster speed than when they came.

"ah!"

"Peng!"

"puff……"

Screams, collisions, and roars sounded one after another.

In just a few breaths, Fang Zheng moved within three feet. His movement was obviously not very fast, but it made the beggars rushing around him flip over.

Seven or eight people,

In the blink of an eye, all of them fell to the ground without exception.

Including the two first-blood warriors, they had no resistance when facing Fang Zheng. They were lightly slapped and fell to the ground.

Well……

Huo Laosan held the Green Bamboo Gang and froze in place as he prepared to take action:

"Three bloods?"

Didn't it mean that the boss of Fang Mansion was a second-blood warrior?

When did you break through?

and……

It's not like he has never seen Sanxue himself. Although he is very strong, he doesn't seem to be as scary as the other party shows. How did he do it?

Fang Zheng stopped his hand and stood still.

happy!

In the past, when fighting against others, no matter how high or low his opponent's cultivation level was, he had to tense up and pay attention at all times, lest anything go wrong.

Although he was very vigilant, his body was too tight and he lost coordination.

now,

Use your mind fist to meet the enemy, and your movements will be like flowing clouds and flowing water, relaxed and comfortable.

This kind of mental comfort and the feeling that everything is under control makes every move he makes when facing the enemy seem to be done with ease.

"how?"

Looking sideways at Huo Laosan, Fang Zheng spoke slowly:

"You want to take action too?"

"..." Huo Laosan's mouth twitched slightly, and he hesitated before saying:

"Master Fang is very capable, Huo Laosan admires it, but we in the Beggar Clan are not to be bullied by others. That woman blinded my human eyes."

"Everything happens for a reason, no one person is to blame." Fang Zheng waved his hand:

"Wu Hai, give them ten taels of silver and consider it as a loss to your eyes."

"yes."

Wu Hai should be.

Ten taels of silver?

Look at the eyes?

My eyes are already blind!

Huo Laosan gritted his teeth, but knew that the situation was not as good as others, so he could only remain silent.

"Everyone."

Fang Zheng stood with his hands behind his back and said:

"Fang likes to be quiet, and outsiders are not welcome in Fang's house. Please leave quickly, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be happy if there is a dispute."

"yes."

Huo Laosan narrowed his eyes and waved his hand:

"let's go!"

"Master Fang, see you later!"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

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"Feel sorry."

Jin Shu bowed and said:

"If it weren't for us sisters, Mr. Fang wouldn't have hated the Beggar Clan."

"No problem." Fang Zheng waved his hand:

"With the way those people behave, it will only be a matter of time before they find Fang Mansion. You two meet just in time, so don't worry too much."

"It's our fault after all." Jin Shu sighed softly:

"If Qing Huan hadn't acted carelessly and blinded those two people, things wouldn't have reached that level."

"You blame me..." Liu Qinghuan pouted:

"They will use their hands and feet as soon as they come over. Just blinding their eyes is already an advantage for them."

"You!" Jin Shu shook his head:

"It's better to exercise some restraint."

"snort!"

Liu Qinghuan hummed softly, turned her beautiful eyes and asked:

"Master Fang, will there be any trouble?"

"Probably not." Fang Zheng said:

"I have a good relationship with the neighbors nearby. The guards patrolling the neighborhood are all my own, and the Beggar Clan disciples are just assistants."

"That's good." Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"One more thing, last night someone tried to climb the wall into the yard. Fortunately, I found it, but everything on the wall was damaged."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed towards the outer wall not far away.

In order to prevent people from climbing over the wall, spikes were inserted into the wall, and cactus and some plants with spikes were planted on the wall. Nowadays, a section of the wall is bare and conspicuous.

"Old Liu."

Fang Zheng said:

"Go get some twin vines to cover it with."

"yes."

Old Liu should be.

"Twin vines." Liu Qinghuan blinked:

"What a strange name."

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded and explained:

"This kind of vine is a specialty of the area. It is said that a long time ago, a man and a woman loved each other, but the family did not allow it."

"In the end, the man died of depression and illness, and the woman committed suicide in love when she was getting married."

"After the two died, the man's family paid for them to be buried together. Soon after, this kind of vine grew on their tombs."

Fang Zheng picked up a piece of vine and said:

"This vine is mostly double-stranded. The surface is covered with sharp thorns that are not allowed to be touched by outsiders. They are entangled with each other and are inseparable. Watering by a caring person can make it bloom."

"Blooming?" Jin Shu asked curiously:

"Can it bloom?"

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Master Yuanxing of Ci'en Temple once made the twin vines bloom. I have seen them. They are white flowers. They are not big, but they are very beautiful."

"There is also a story about roundness..."

"Master Fang." Liu Qinghuan said anxiously:

"tell me the story."

"It's a long story." Fang Zheng smiled and put down the vine in his hand and said:

"This matter is also related to Fang Mansion."

"However, at that time it was not called Fang Mansion, it was called Sun Mansion..."

The story of Wan Xing is quite legendary. Although Fang Zheng himself is not good at eloquence, he has witnessed the beginning and end of the story with his own eyes.

This eloquent talk made the two women immersed in it.

"The reason why Wan Xing remained loyal until death and never doubted his feelings was because he discovered that he had made the twin vines blossom."

Fang Zheng sighed:

"When he did something wrong, he beat himself with twin vines, watered them with blood, and made the vines blossom without thinking..."

"Hmph!" Liu Qinghuan snorted coldly:

"This woman must not steal someone even though she has a husband. Even if the husband did something wrong, she can divorce her and then remarry."

"Having an affair within marriage is just a bitch!"

"Qing Huan." Jin Shu shook his head:

"Don't be so harsh."

"Not necessarily." Fang Zheng said:

"I think what Miss Liu said makes sense."

"Well..." Under the veil, Jin Shu's beautiful eyes flickered:

"Mr. Fang also disagrees with what Miss Sun did. She cheated on her during marriage and violated ethics. Such relationships should be condemned."

Liu Qinghuan's face turned pale and she subconsciously held Jin Shu's hand.

"I don't know." Fang Zheng shrugged:

"But I am not a party involved. I can only see it from the perspective of a bystander. I have no way of understanding how other people feel when they are involved."

"Anyway,"

"Just listen to it as a story."

"Yes." Jin Shu lowered his head:

"Just listen to it as a story."

…………

night.

Fang Zheng's figure appeared again in the underground dark room.

After being renovated here, the power generation equipment is more advanced and stable, and a several square meters of space is freed up for him to practice cross-legged.

Pieces of iron plates and steel bars were pieced together.

The iron piece in the middle looks like a futon.

"call……"

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, walked to the center of the dark room, sat cross-legged on the futon, and popped out a copper coin with his fingers.

"Click!"

The copper coin struck the switch, turning on the current.

"Crack!"

"Buzz..."

The electric light flashed, and Fangzheng's body straightened up. The vowel thunder method and the hidden thunder heart technique were running at the same time. The energy and blood in the body rushed towards the thunder pouring into the body in sequence.

The qi and blood gradually become condensed under the chopping of the power of thunder, and the skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs also become stronger during the operation of the method.

This feeling of becoming stronger that can be seen with the naked eye is very similar to when I just practiced the Hundred Days Foundation Building Technique.

every breath,

They all seem to be getting stronger.

Fang Zheng didn't know how the ancients in this world practiced the vowel thunder method, but he was certain that it would not be as effective as his own practice.

Only he can adjust the appropriate voltage and current according to the physical condition.

The three bloods are perfect,

Just around the corner!

In addition, he has realized the third level of martial arts in the fist, and theoretically there is no obstacle for him to advance to the true energy level at this time.

Time passes slowly.

"Didi..."

The piercing scream made Fang Zheng frown and slowly opened his eyes.

He popped out a stone with his finger, turned off the generator, and then stood up and picked up the tablet beside him.

There were six small screens on the tablet, each screen represented the hidden cameras he had arranged in Fang Mansion, and the warning came from one of them.

back door.

From time to time a figure passed by.

On the screen, a bright red '9' appeared.

This shows that this person has passed by the "back door" of Fang Mansion for the ninth time. It is just an alley, not the only way.

It happened nine times in a short period of time, which is obviously a problem.

"The professional procedure is different. It can also mark the appearance and frequency, so the money spent is not lost." Fang Zheng muttered in a low voice, stood up and jumped out of the darkroom.

After a while.

His figure appeared at the back door, his eyes turned, and he appeared like a ghost in the corner of the alley.

A few refugees huddled in the corner.

"Well……"

One of the 'refugees' was about to stretch his muscles when his mouth and nose were suddenly covered by a hand reaching out from behind, pulling him closer into the darkness.