Lord of the Divine Show

Haiquan Port.

There are a large number of cargo ships and fishing boats docked at the pier.

Some of them are in the style of ancient sails, and some are already covered with a layer of steel. The huge steam chimneys are constantly spewing black smoke outwards.

The sound of the whistle mixed with the whistle of the coolies on the dock and the shouts of various vendors, forming a lively and noisy scene.

Qi Laosi is a port tax preparer with a fat head and a shiny bald head. At this time, he saw another old-fashioned sailboat sailing above the sea level from a distance, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

The Haixuan slowly stopped on the shore, and a young man wearing a short shirt and a shaved head stepped out.

"Who is the owner of the ship? Come here and file your taxes!"

Qi Laosi rubbed his fingers: "There is also a parking fee. According to the tonnage of your ship, it is one yuan per ton per day. If it is less than one day, it will be calculated as one day..."

"Ship? Where is the ship?"

Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand coolly behind him.

He paid the ship owner for nothing, let the Haixuan ship him back to the mainland, and then escaped.

Now that I'm on solid ground, there's no more bumps on the ocean, which makes me feel a lot more at ease.

"With such a big ship, do you think I'm blind?"

Qi Laosi almost spit out the fragrance, pointing to the location of the Haixuan, and was suddenly dumbfounded.

The berth was empty. Where was the ship?

Cackling!

Cackling!

His teeth suddenly started to tremble, and he looked up at the sky again. He saw a sun hanging high in the sky, but the ship was really gone...

‘Ghost ship? ’

Qi Laosi suddenly remembered a Western legend in his mind, and his legs couldn't help but feel weak: "This... what should I do? That person... that person..."

Thinking of Zhong Shenxiu, he became even more frightened. He turned his head stiffly, almost like a puppet, as if he was suddenly struck by lightning.

The sailor was also missing from his original position.

Moreover, in his mind, the impression of that person had quickly blurred, and he could no longer remember what the other person looked like.

…

Zhong Shenxiu blended into the chaotic flow of people at the pier, and then walked out swaggering, looking at everything around him curiously.

The salesman carrying the wonton load...

The vendor who was shouting about the secret play of pulled slices...

A lady wearing Western clothes and makeup, riding a bicycle, and having her hair ironed and curled...

Foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes, or red hair and blue eyes...

A scholar with long hair, tied in a bun, and wearing Tsing Yi...

Everything is intertwined together into a bizarre picture.

‘Why is this sense of familiarity so similar? Could it be that different branches can really bear the same fruit? ’

Zhong Shenxiu's eyes flashed, leaving this question in his heart.

Outside the pier, there is a small market.

Foreign cargo ships unload their goods here, and some goods are sold directly on the spot. Coupled with the large number of passengers, it is prosperous.

Zhong Shenxiu found a stall and ordered a wonton noodles. While eating, he looked at the market scene and the various expressions of the world.

This wonton noodle is made very authentically. The wontons are made from whole pork that is fat and thin, then chopped, and then added with egg noodles and cooked soup. The wontons have a smooth texture and chewy noodles, because it is a seaside place. , shrimp and other seafood are also added to the soup, which is endlessly memorable.

'According to Fang Lang's memory, this is the 'Great Zhou Dynasty', the sixth year of the Earth Festival... There are many natural and man-made disasters in this world, and all kinds of monsters, weirdness, and abnormal weather emerge in endlessly... Forty years ago, an envoy from Daxi took a steamship , came across the ocean, the East and the West met, and various new trends of thought emerged one after another, but the Zhou Dynasty also became increasingly chaotic...'

'I cannot use my body now and must exist in the form of Fang Lang. The top priority is to contact the extraordinary world first... It is best to find clues to the Ouroboros of Time and the Lord of the Gate...'

After all, Fang Lang is just a sailor, and among ordinary people, he is already well-informed.

But we still know too little about the extraordinary world.

Zhong Shenxiu stopped at the dock market with related considerations.

The dock area is a mixed bag of dragons and snakes, with prosperous commerce. There is a greater chance of encountering strange people and extraordinary objects, which may provide a stepping stone into the extraordinary world.

Even though he couldn't use his true body, Fang Lang had also cultivated into the Parallel Corpse Immortal, and he still had a certain sensitivity to extraordinary power.

Zhong Shenxiu glanced at the pedestrians in the market. After waiting for a moment, his eyes suddenly fell on a rich man.

The other person looked to be in his twenties or thirties. He was wearing a decent suit and had short hair. He looked like a student who had returned from studying abroad. There was a book boy behind him.

'This person is not extraordinary, but he has some abnormal aura about him, and he may have come into contact with related items...'

He made a judgment in his mind.

In Fang Lang's field of vision, the world was as gray as white. Only people or things with extraordinary aura could exude a different kind of color.

At this time, he saw another person passing by.

The aura on the other party's body was several times stronger than that on the foreign students.

Judging from the other party's dress, he seems to be a salesman.

"That salesman!"

Zhong Shenxiu called out, telling the forty-year-old man with a shrewd look on his face to stop: "Come here... I want to buy something."

"Why!"

The salesman happily agreed and stopped in front of Zhong Shenxiu with his load: "Sir, what do you want to buy? I have everything here, including needles, threads, cigarettes and fire, all kinds of foreign exotic items... and I can also give you a sincere message." price!"

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the pile of broken pieces and suddenly took out a small black bottle from it.

The salesman's eyes suddenly lit up and he gave a thumbs up: "Sir, you are really discerning. This is the shark's powder. It has aphrodisiac properties and can make people invulnerable..."

"It's actually the scales of a mermaid ground into powder?"

At this time, the foreign student also came over with a surprised look on his face: "When I was studying in the West, I once heard a classmate from a mysterious association say that this shark, also called a mermaid, has scales that nourish yin and nourish the body." The magical effect of Yang, if you take it for a long time, you can live longer!"

He looked at Zhong Shenxiu, then cupped his hands and said, "My surname is Qi Mingyuan. I wonder if this brother can give up my love?"

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the various bright eyes of the men around him, and couldn't help but secretly sigh at the men's hardships. Before he could say anything, the book boy next to him shouted: "Young master, you can't do it. I have told you that if you dare to go to Yixiang Building again, I will look for you." Those sisters will break your legs..."

"Bah, this is an elegant thing for scholars, you don't understand."

Qi Yuan sighed and took out several banknotes.

The Great Zhou Dynasty originally used silver taels for transactions. Later, Western currencies were imported, and the court also made innovations and created the Great Zhou silver dollar, which was worth "one yuan". In addition, there were copper dimes as auxiliary coins.

For large amounts of money, paper money is used, and the anti-counterfeiting is pretty good, so circulation is quite convenient.

Zhong Shenxiu glanced at it and saw that this pile was at least more than twenty yuan.

‘This man… is such a good guy! ’