Zhang Ming and Lao Zhou followed Zhen Lin out and turned around the surrounding urban areas.

In a private room in a large restaurant, Serizawa Yu and several fellow disciples from the sect he had just arrived and his subordinates were chatting at the dinner table.

Qin Zeyu: "Dear brothers, why haven't Senior Brother Cao come yet?"

A young monk in brocade clothes had patterns on his sect's clothes. The young monk smiled and said, "It's almost here, why did you find out about that kid?"

"Well, I've found out."

Another monk in purple clothes said unhappily: Why, are you still afraid that our senior brothers can’t solve a small mortal?”

Quinzeyu quickly explained: "No, no... This boy named Zhang is not an ordinary person. Not only is he strong in physique, but he seems to have some secrets. The news we found out this morning that the Zhang family’s son hired a few masters, and there was also a well-known master in the world, all of which were easily solved by Zhang Ming alone."

The monks took the wine glass and looked at each other a few times, saying, "Oh, it seems that it's not simple. Humph, no wonder you insisted on Senior Brother Cao to help you solve it, but you are too underestimating our Senior Brother."

Qin Zeyu laughed dryly for a few times, and they continued, "I'm just being conservative, I'm afraid he will run away. Senior Brother Cao is a master of Lingquan cultivation. Needless to mention these little ants, even if he is a little bit stronger, he can't jump around on our senior brother's hands for a few times."

Qin Zeyu's subordinates stood behind and saw this and said, "The boy named Zhang and his team lived at the junction of the main gate and Nancheng District, Guiyi Street Xingxin Inn."

"Well, it's just a mortal, what are you afraid of?"

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Zhang Ming came to Yingke Building. The entire restaurant was ancient and elegant, with five floors in total. Its sign was hung outside. From a distance, you can see the names of the three gilded characters in Yingke Building and the signature dishes such as gold-infused cakes on the side.

The building was filled with people, white smoke floated around outside the building, and the scent of smoke from cooking smoke made people around them want to go in and take a look.

"Is it very expensive?"

Zhou Jianming looked at the restaurant and came to this kind of restaurant for the first time in this world's city. It looked quite tall and generous. He asked Zhen Lin.

Zhen Lin said as he walked, "It's okay, it's not expensive. Haven't you seen so many people inside? They earn money from the guests coming and going, and it is a famous restaurant in the city. There are more people coming to eat, and more money."

After passing through the white smoke, he came to the door. A doorman in front of the door smiled and asked them the lobbyist inside.

Zhang Ming and the others nodded and followed Zhen Lin to the counter. There were plenty of lights inside. The shopkeeper at the counter saw that he quickly asked the waiter to find a seat for them.

The busy waiter came over to lead them up and said, "Customer, how many people are there? There are free seats on the second floor and a compartment on the fourth floor. Please give me a seat."

Zhen Lin said: "Just three, let's go on the second floor."

Zhang Ming sighed that there are so many low-quality imitations of spirit stones in this world, and there are all fields.

After sitting down, Zhen Lin asked them if they wanted to order food. Zhang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Just order it."

"Okay, I'll order some wine, meat and vegetables."

......

"Come on, Brother Zhou, drink!" Zhen Lin said in a grand manner.

"Come on!" Old Zhou raised the jar boldly. The wine in this world is generally not high, but it is very fragrant and Zhou Jianming likes it very much.

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "Brother Zhen, why don't you ask me to drink?"

Zhen Lin acted as a despise: "Don't you not drink alcohol?"

"Hahaha!"

Zhou Jianming laughed, it seems that you are deliberately pretending not to drink, but you are being joked now.

Zhang Ming was speechless... Zhen Lin raised his glass and clinked him, and the two of them raised their heads and drank them all, it was great!

Lao Zhou took a sip with the jar, so they started eating vegetables and bragging... talking about life.

After eating for a while, I also drank some wine. Only then did Brother Zhen take off his signature snack and the cover of the golden fragrant cake.

Yes—it smells good!

"This fragrant cake is a bit edible in the meal. The wine is slightly drunk and tastes good. Just eat it, and it tastes good. Tsk tsk tsk!" Zhen Lin said.

He lifted the lid and Zhang Ming smelled the aroma of fried cakes, as well as unknown ingredients, and there was a filling inside. It smelled a little light and it felt fried without greasy.

Old Zhou was saliva coming out on the side, but he was almost the same, so he couldn't help but wait for Zhen Lin's instructions.

Zhen Lin pointed with his chin, and the two of them quickly started.

Zhen Lin also picked up the cake. Zhang Ming and the others imitated Brother Zhen, ate the cake, and quickly drank a few sips of wine. It was so delicious.

Zhen Lin explained: "This golden fragrant cake, paired with this soft osmanthus wine, is really a perfect match. It is a second folk delicacy that is hard to find in a hundred miles. How about it, what about the signature here?"

Zhang Ming and Lao Zhou held vegetables in their hands, and their mouths had the smell of wine and nodded quickly. Zhen Lin laughed and started to eat. Now they don’t talk about life anymore, but they talk about feelings at the table, and their feelings are much deeper than ordinary people talking about life.

After they finished eating with a smile, touched their stomachs with a smile, and digested for a while, Zhen Lin sat in the seat and said suddenly: "Come on, I'll take you to visit the city, get familiar with the surrounding environment, and tell you some examples of walking in the world, so as not to suffer losses in the future."

Zhang Ming smiled bitterly: "We are really two young masters who are not born."

Lao Zhou curled his lips, of course.

They went out first and saw the rings on the rivers and lakes in a square block. There were no matter how many government officials were there.

As long as the letter of war is signed, the death and injury are caused by the intestine... so it is very lively.

The platform is a square empty platform with flagpoles on all sides and a roving character in the middle, without a rope like a rope.

Many people gathered around there, shouting slogans, and some people were playing gambling below. There were several heroes on the stage, there were knights and martial artists lined up in line, and some were rescued by the doctor while lying down.

Of course, as long as this kind of ring is not a life-and-death battle, it will be merciless, seriously injured or beaten, or click until it is time to stop.

Many people shouted there, which was very lively. Zhang Ming and Zhou Jianming and others also went there. After watching for a while, Zhang Ming learned some moves and the three of them left.

They turned around the area over the East City and saw a group of people from the moat chasing a fugitive in the street near the city wall.

They were all wearing armor and long spears and daggers, and they were all masters.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way... The patrol guards will catch prisoners, get out of the way!"

"Stop, don't run!!!"

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There were soldiers on the city wall looking at the area with a square item, raising a flag to command. Seeing by Zhang Ming's keen vision, his standard equipment seemed to be a telescope, which was really amazing.

The fugitive had good martial arts skills and rushed around the walls and streets, but was still surrounded by more than a dozen city guards.

Several guards surrounded the periphery with long spears in their hands, and then several other masters surrounded the second circle. They took out a short, thick, short stick from behind their waists, and then swung it, and folded the short stick a few sections, and instantly turned into a stick nearly one meter long.

Several people holding two daggers and small shields in their hands, forming an encirclement circle.

The fugitive in gray cloth knew that he could not escape, so he wanted to resist. He was scratched by a long spear and short sword and could only resist in a hurry.

Although his martial arts are very good, he can't resist their cooperation at all.

Unexpectedly, the fugitive had teammates, two masked gray men jumped into the battle from the side.

But it was obvious that these guards were well-trained. They took a few steps in an instant and expanded the encirclement. The two men only relieved the pressure of the first fugitive and were also trapped in the encirclement.

At this time, a soldier wearing armor was at the front, holding a short sword in his right hand and pulling the armor on his side of his legs with his left hand, then squatted down and rolled over the prisoners, pulling a rope at their feet.

At the same time, several other guards with short swords pulled from their legs and rolled past their feet. Several prisoners wanted to resist, but the rope bound their space for movement.

It is easy to trip the rope, and the city guards cooperate very quickly. A few prisoners were about to cut off the rope by swinging their knives, but the gunman behind them stabbed him with one shot, one was stabbed, and two barely resisted.

Fearing that they were tied up by ropes, they jumped up.

At the same time, several guards stood up from the roofs on several sides, and they had just arrived...

The guards on the roof threw out a few box-shaped objects, spread out in the air and turned into a big net, putting three people in it.

The three of them fell down and were knocked by the guards in the second circle with thick sticks. After a blow, they subdued the three criminals.

A precisely coordinated pursuit ended like this.

Zhou Jianming looked at it and sighed: "So amazing!"

With tacit cooperation and complete equipment, ordinary martial arts masters really can't make any trouble here. Even a group of martial arts masters just made the city turmoil, and they were suppressed in the end.

"Yes, the city guards usually have martial arts skills and cooperate well. How can any bandits dare to make trouble in the city?" Zhen Lin said.

Zhang Ming thought for a while and said, "What about monks? If monks commit crimes, they can't do anything, right?"

Zhen Lin said: "There are monks in Bali City, and there are monks in other cities. Each city has different levels of protection. However, they generally do not need to manage security and control. They are all land for resisting foreign enemies or outside monks. Generally, monks cannot control the land when committing crimes in the city, but monks also have to see the face of the guards. Behind the guards in the city is Cheng'an, and there are monks in Cheng'an. If they are too furious, they will be attacked by monks, so they are considered to be mutual restraints, but monks are still considered higher-level figures. Unlike us mortals, martial arts masters, merchants, and magistrates."

Zhang Ming clenched his fists. In the future, he would be a monk, and he would be a famous monk with Lao Zhou. Zhou Jianming also thought so, his eyes flashed.

The battle ended without long before it was affected, and the people around him also did their own things, without any influence. Zhang Ming's eyes flashed and looked at the surrounding walls and the various instruments on the walls. Zhang Ming not only couldn't understand them or did not know their use, but also had power.

Every few hundred meters on the wall, there is a square giant box, like a box-firing machine for launching rocket launchers, and a formation carved on the wall and the edge of the city. I guess no one monk can't catch the ground, and I couldn't imagine how well the defense facilities of a small city are doing here.

Zhang Ming even felt that there was a spiritual power fluctuation of Qi Dou's cultivation in the room on each city gate. After fighting with several robber cultivators and practicing Qi Sutra, he could sense the spiritual power fluctuation of ordinary Qi Dou cultivators.

Even in the surrounding blocks, there was a cultivator who Zhang Ming felt that he could not find his strength. He was probably a master in the Lingquan or Maihe period.

Maihe is unlikely. According to the stall owner, Maihe is already the strongest person in the city and it is basically impossible to meet.

According to Zhang Ming's current strength, looking at this city, it is simply solid. There are various formations, wall defense weapons, and several cultivators of various cultivation levels in the city... It's simply, Zhang Ming can't even think about how mortals can attack it.

Therefore, he cannot observe the sky by landing on the well. In the past few days, he has easily solved several masters in the martial arts world, but this is nothing to the world of cultivators.

Those monks who were in the Tribulation were just ants among the monks. Zhang Ming secretly made up his mind to pass them quickly and become the most dazzling new star among the monks.

Zhen Lin continued to take them to other places and said while walking.
Chapter completed!