After leaving Shaolin Temple, Li Jie continued to go north, and he planned to visit Bianjing.
A few days later.
Li Jie came to this giant city located in the hinterland of the Central Plains.
The morning sun is rising, and the warm yellow sunlight shines on the streets. This ancient city is slowly becoming lively, and the shops on both sides of the streets are opening their doors to welcome customers.
Around the shop, early-rising vendors also set up stalls.
"Baozi, a big bun with thin skin and lots of stuffing!"
“Wontons, freshly made wontons!”
"Hot pork, the same hot pork from Dali Temple!"
When he came to the snack street, Li Jie couldn't help but bring back some memories when he saw the customs and customs that were similar to those of the Song Dynasty.
The Song Dynasty in front of him was different from the Song Dynasty when he was Zhao Zhen.
Compared with the historical Bianjing, this city is more prosperous and the types of goods are more diverse.
Walking on the streets, you can see warriors with swords everywhere.
Bianjing is not only about swords, guns, swords and halberds.
But bows and crossbows are prohibited.
Walking to the stall of flaming pork, looking at the sizzling and oily pork belly, Li Jie's greed was aroused.
"Here are two pieces of flaming pork, a big one."
"Good!"
"Two pieces of hot pork, please give me a hundred cents."
One hundred articles?
This price is really expensive.
However, the hot pork served at this stall is really good, no worse than the one at Daxiangguo Temple in the world of "Qing Ping Le".
The taste is very similar.
Keep the change, please.
Li Jie popped out a broken piece of silver with his finger. It was rare to find a similar taste, so he regarded the remaining money as a reward.
"Young master is grand!"
"I wish you blessings like the East China Sea, and I wish you a roll call outside Donghua Gate in the future."
The hawker said a lot of pleasant words in one breath, but what he said was what some scholars would like to hear.
Something like going out and about to enter.
Obviously.
He regarded Li Jie as a scholar who went to Beijing to study.
It is normal for the other party to think so. After all, Li Jie is different from ordinary people in the world. He has neither a knife nor a sword on him.
What he was wearing was not the kind of fancy attire more suitable for warriors, but the robes often worn by scholars.
"stop!"
"Little thief!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from behind Li Jie. He saw an unkempt boy of twelve or thirteen years old with a big steamed bun in each hand, running and munching at the same time.
That scene was quite funny.
The man chasing behind him was also a boy in his teens, wearing coarse linen clothes.
"Stop! Don't run!"
The two of them walked one behind the other, like a gust of wind, passing through the bustling crowd.
Suddenly, the young man running in front fell to the ground with a plop.
The passers-by around saw this scene and took a few steps back.
The young man in Mai who was chasing the murderer rushed forward panting.
"Haha, run, are you still running?"
However, after saying a few words, there was no movement from the boy lying on the ground.
There was dead silence.
Seeing this scene, the young man in Mai panicked and quickly leaned over to check.
"Hey, are you okay?"
After shaking for a few times, the unkempt boy still had no reaction.
"Hey, don't pretend. Don't think you're pretending to be pitiful. I won't care about you stealing steamed buns. At most, at most I won't send you to prison."
At this time, a man from the world with a sword on his waist reminded him.
"Boy, check your hand quickly to see if he is still angry. He may be choking."
boom!
Upon hearing this, the young man in Mai immediately froze on the spot.
Out of breath?
died?
No way?
He never thought about forcing people to death!
He just wanted to ask for an explanation. This was not the first time that the young man lying on the ground had stolen his steamed buns. Before, his father saw him as pitiful and didn't care.
Who would have thought that this would be a good time, this kid would stare at their house every day and steal it every now and then.
Each time I stole not much, just two steamed buns.
But after too many times, his father didn't think anything of it, and the boy in Mai couldn't bear it anymore, so there was this street chase.
"Let me take a look."
Hearing the voice coming from his ears, the boy in Mai turned his head blankly, and then he saw an extremely good-looking young man.
It's just that the piece of flaming pork on my hand somewhat affects the look and feel.
How could such a handsome young man eat pork?
Immediately afterwards, the boy in Mai just watched Li Jie leaning over to inspect.
Li Jie suddenly took action, not because he felt pity for the unkempt boy. There were too many poor people in the world, and he couldn't control them all.
Besides, stealing is wrong in the first place.
What caught his attention was the sudden fainting of the unkempt boy.
The sudden loss of consciousness was exactly the same as when Lu Qingzhou and Lin Fan logged out of the game.
First there was a moment of very slight stiffness, and then he lost consciousness.
This phenomenon immediately caught his attention.
The boy who fell to the ground seems to be the [Player]?
After checking the condition of the unkempt boy, Li Jie confirmed a fact.
This person is indeed a player.
That kind of body that looks like brand new from the factory is carved from the same mold as Lu Qingzhou and Lin Fan.
Finally, what surprised him even more was that this player was very talented.
Especially in terms of the sea of consciousness.
Although the unkempt boy was in a coma, the size of the sea of consciousness was much larger than that of ordinary people.
Even if it doesn't meet Li Jie's requirements.
However, as long as you train patiently for a year or two and specialize in a technique that is more warming and nourishing the sea of consciousness, you can probably barely meet the requirements.
certainly.
Li Jie is not a devil. He has never thought about seizing the body.
Not guilty.
He just stored a trace of his spiritual consciousness and followed the [player] back to [reality] to see what the world over there is like.
More importantly, can the person behind [the game] be found out?
[Dajianghu] cannot appear out of thin air. According to Lu Qingzhou’s confession, the operator of this game seems to have received official endorsement.
Although it has not been made public, the fact that [Dajianghu] has been able to operate to this day speaks volumes.
It is said that a certain player also exposed it on the forum and that someone from the official party has entered the game.
But those places are not included in the list of closed beta players.
They are extra spots.
pity.
Not long after the post was posted, it was immediately deleted by the game officials, and the player who broke the news never broke the news again.
The players guessed that the person was either inviting tea, or someone opened the door to check the water meter.
Anyway, something is wrong.
Lu Qingzhou is also one of the [anti-invasion] personnel trained by Li Jie. Otherwise, why would Li Jie specially customize a set of exercises for him?
Lu Qingzhou can also practice that set of exercises in reality.
If it weren't for the fact that he was too poor, according to the medicinal supplement plan given by Li Jie, his cultivation progress would be even faster.
On the contrary, it was Lin Fan. Li Jie didn't trust him very much.
This man is very ambitious.
Not as easy to control as Lu Qingzhou.
Lin Fan was never included in Li Jie's "anti-invasion plan".
About half an hour later, Lin Xiaoxiao woke up in a daze. Before she opened her eyes, she heard a nice voice.
"Little girl, is this the secret book you dropped?"
