Han Mu stood in front of a street in a certain city on a certain planet in the Three Thousand Worlds.

This place is like those ancient towns. On both sides of the street are teahouses, taverns, pawn shops, and workshops. There are also many small vendors with large umbrellas on the open spaces on both sides of the street. The street extends to the east and west sides, and extends to the quieter suburbs outside the city. With the tall city tower as the center, the houses on both sides are lined up, including teahouses, wine shops, butchers, temples, public houses, etc.

Strolling casually on the busy streets, the lightness under your feet. The gorgeous sunshine spreads among the green tiles and red walls all over your eyes. The sudden eaves and high-flying shop signs and flags are bustling, hustle and sleepless.

The center is the street of a rainbow-shaped bridge and Qiaotou Street. When you look rough, you will be crowded and messy. When you look closely, these people are people from different industries and are engaged in various activities. There are some vendors and many tourists on the west side of the bridge. There are knives, cuts, and groceries on the stalls. Some sell tea, some fortune tellers. Many tourists are pointing and pointing at the railings on the side of the bridge, or watching the ships passing through the river. On the sidewalk in the middle of the bridge, there is a bustling stream of people; some are sitting in sedan chairs, some are riding horses, some are carrying loads, some are driving Gundam, some are sitting in iron armor, and some are flying swords...

You look nothing different, just like an ancient town, but you will find something wrong with it after a closer look...

That's right, let's not talk about the Gundam that looks like it's coming to the nearby renovation. Although you can see that thing at a glance, it's too inconsistent with Han Mu so much that he doesn't feel anything. Just look at the group of people walking around and you can know that this is not an ancient town.

Not to mention the large group of people wearing windbreakers, casual clothes, half-sleeved cotton jackets, sweaters, thread-knitted sweaters, etc., who looked nothing ancient at all, even the surrounding tea shops, wine shops, butchers, temples and governments looked inconsistent.

"Please, please!"

The waiter wearing a green hat and short shirt raised his hand and brought the customer into the store. Then the man took out the tablet and lit it twice, and asked with a smile on his face, "Do you two want Longjing or coffee?"

Look at the butcher shop there. The big and thick man cut the pork ribs on his body with one knife. He wiped Chen Bu next to him and smiled and said to the guest: "Are you paying Lingshi or transferring money?"

Seeing that the person who bought meat there was wearing a mat of steel armor, he glanced at the shop in front of him and said, "The transfer has passed."

Han Mu's face twitched slightly.

This is what he saw.

Han Mu saw many people wearing modern clothes on this street. In other words, he didn't need to change his clothes at all. He could come here just by wearing his own clothes, and it would not attract attention at all.

"Okay, I'll install it for you."

The strong man who bought the meat took the meat bag and handed it to the steel guy. The guy weighed it and left with satisfaction.

Han Mu looked at everything in front of him and was completely stunned - although he guessed the architectural style and indigenous style of the Three Thousand Worlds correctly, he did not guess the current situation here.

What about the promised "the bridge of smoke and willows, the wind curtains and green curtains, and the difference between 100,000 families"? What about the promised "When you fly out of the sixth, watch the green bamboo turn into the branches of the jade"? What about the promised "When you go out to fly, watch the green bamboo turn into the jade branches"? What about the script of yours? Director! I'm quit!

Han Mu felt like he was going crazy.

Because of the willingness to connect with Yaoxing in the Three Thousand World, most places already have some shadows of interstellar civilizations. The indigenous people here are not stupid, so why do you have to waste more energy if you have useful things and have nothing to do?

The merchants even smelled something called business opportunities here, and they suddenly joined the explosive business and made wave after wave of money.

As for those who stick to the rules, they have disappeared in the process of forty years. Although the three thousand civilizations are immortal civilizations and forty years are nothing, under the stimulation of the stars, these forty years will indeed wash away some things.

Although it is a pity that many things disappear, the world cannot be changed by thinking about it.

"Well, Han Dangjia," Yan Chixia coughed there and said, "If you don't mind, can you sit in the humble house?"

"Let's go..."

Han Mu sighed. The scenery here was indeed a little over-exciting for him.

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Han Mu soon arrived at Yan Chixia's "humble house".

Yan Chixia's immortal residence was knocked out from the mountain wall. It was something like a cave, but it was not shabby at all.

Half of the wall is hollowed out, and the rising sun will shine into this residence every day. The immortal formation protects the room from wind and rain. Although the whole house looks quite shabby on the outside, everything inside is warm and comfortable.

Fairy bed, dining table, candlestick, bamboo slips, TV, game console...

etc……

"Cough... just a little hobby..."

Yan Chixia looked a little embarrassed.

"...It's okay...I can understand...I occasionally spend a lot of time on gaming consoles and enjoy it..."

Han Mu also has some game consoles... although those are the old Little Bawang game consoles...

"...Yaoxing's group of people is not good at doing anything, but he is quite good at leisure..."

Yan Chixia looked a little cramped.

Han Mu looked at the things around him and probably knew that these entertainment products were distributed by the Black and White Parliament. Seeing that this big brother who was a little disdainful of interstellar civilization had such a game console, it can be seen how much money the Black and White Parliament made from it.

This is definitely not a small number.

The cultural reflux is really terrible.

However, Han Mu came to Sanqian Civilization this time to experience this different cultivation civilization. His purpose was to rescue Yan Chixia's Xiaoqing from the place called the Underworld, and then leave with his immortal weapon.

"Mr. Yan, can you tell me carefully about the underworld? And the matter between you and that girl Xiaoqing. I need to analyze it through these."

Han Mu was not polite, so he took a chair and sat on it. Yan Chixia sat opposite Han Mu. He was not idle either, so he brought some fruits and put them in front of Han Mu.

"Han Dean, listen to me and tell you slowly."

Yan Chixia's face showed a hint of bitterness. He shook his head helplessly, wanting to tell Han Mu about his mortal enemy.

But at this moment, a fairy sword with cold light, "biu" shot in through the crack of the window, and then pierced into Han Mu's head.
Chapter completed!