In the extraordinary world, I can only travel to the world of female videos

Chapter 443 It’s such a mess

The atmosphere in the county is a bit strange.

Although the war had already begun in the north, and many forces had even blatantly sent advance guards here, the ordinary people on the street were not panicked.

I even felt quite happy.

Fang Xing could understand this situation. If he could see so many sights every day, he would be very happy.

Ignoring the propaganda team in front of him that was carrying a one-eyed stone man and parading through the streets, Fang Xing turned and went to the cloth shop, which was bustling with activity.

The shopkeeper saw a customer coming in and hurried over to apologize:

"Sir, I'm really sorry, but our shop is really too busy today, so I won't be doing any more business."

"If there's anything you want, please leave a message and we'll deliver it to you after we finish the work at hand."

Fang Xing expressed his understanding.

Then he directly bid for a silver ingot.

"Pick a few pieces of good cloth and send them to Moyun Villa. I don't care about the color, but it's best if it doesn't fade."

"If you don't know the location, just ask the owner of the coffin shop over there. He knows."

The shopkeeper thanked Fang Xing profusely and saw him off, saying that he was ignorant and had delayed this important customer, and that he would select the best cloth and send it to him in the next two days.

There is a two-story teahouse not far from the cloth shop.

In addition to selling tea, there are also storytellers and singers here.

If you want to eat vegetables, you can order them. There is a restaurant next to it, so it is convenient to have them delivered.

Fang Xing was in a good mood, so he ordered some tea and a few dishes and went upstairs to listen to what the storyteller had to say.

It's just in time, too.

The storyteller told a story about a general.

It starts from the moment you are born, meaning that as soon as you are born, a miracle will appear from the sky, the morning star will move, and the birds will sing.

He was gifted with wisdom before he was even a month old. He could speak at one month old, compose poetry at three months old, and write plum blossom seal characters with both hands at five months old. He could lift a 100-jin stone lock at one year old, ride a horse across the river at two years old, and learned magic at three years old.

He can fly to the sky, grab the moon, and change the weather; he can shrink the distance into an inch, and turn beans into soldiers; he can see and hear from afar, know the past and the future, and guide the king and the country.

It can be said that there is no such talent in the world.

It's like a new shining sun among the crowd!

Speaking of which.

The person who was listening to the book replied:

"If you are so awesome, why don't you just suppress the rebellion in the north?"

This immediately caused a burst of laughter!

Fang Xing was drinking seaweed egg drop soup and almost laughed out loud.

It's obvious that the storyteller has taken money from others and is doing publicity here.

But this is exaggerating too much!

Who made up this story? If it were turned into a book and sold, readers would demand their money back!

"too messy."

Fang Xing took a bite of the food and sighed.

Ever since those raiders started changing to the current version, all kinds of tricks have emerged.

I stay in the villa every day, and although I do receive some information, most of it is about where there are strategists, or where I need to take supplies away. I know very little about social news like this.

Now come out and take a look.

It seems like I can't keep up with this changing world.

These attackers can really think of any method.

A few days later, someone said that they heard a fox talking in the mountains, and no one would think it was strange.

As for the red book in the fish's belly.

Fang Xing has already eaten it.

I picked up the white cloth strip with chopsticks and saw the words "Da Chu Xing" written on it.

"This raider didn't memorize the textbook well enough!"

"The fish's belly is filled with Chen Sheng, and the fox is shouting that Chen Sheng will rise as the king of Chu. This is all wrong."

He shook his head with emotion.

He casually pushed the white cloth aside and continued eating his food.

Seeing this, the guest sitting at the table next to Fang Xing stretched his neck and said:

"You ate it too?"

"Um!?"

"If you eat this, you can tell them and ask them to change the dish."

"Oh, thank you!"

Neither of them mentioned the words on the cloth.

It may also be that the customer has seen too much recently and has become a little numb.

Finished the meal.

Fang Xing dropped by the library for a stroll.

There is no impact here.

Among the books I sell, there are many autobiographies of people I didn’t know before.

From the fields to the military camp, my life was a life of military service.

The dandy boy's road to becoming king.

He grew from an ignored child to commanding an army of 100,000.

And how to rise from a commoner to the throne.

Fang Xing pointed directly at the last book and called to the shopkeeper:

"Shopkeeper, you put this book on the shelf too early!"

“This hasn’t been changed yet!”

The shopkeeper came over and his face changed drastically!

He took the book away and threw it into the brazier and set it on fire on the spot.

"This isn't a book from our store. Someone is f**king setting me up!"

Fang Xing expressed his understanding.

Whether it was put on the shelves ahead of schedule or someone was deliberately doing something bad, he could understand it.

It's such a mess, nothing is impossible.

After visiting the county town.

Fang Xing returned to the villa and prepared to ask the housekeeper to find another place to live in the county.

The villa is quiet, comfortable and rarely disturbed.

But it is still too troublesome to receive information.

With the old ghosts around, there will be basically no problems in the Demon-Slaying Path.

And I also need to be exposed to more social information to facilitate adjusting my next activities.

However, we still have to keep some people in the villa.

The old ghosts also need some things, and the statues of gods also need to be made here. It would be very inconvenient without some manpower.

"That's great, you can stay."

The maid pointed at herself, a little surprised, and then her eyes began to fill with tears.

"Wuwuwuwu, I don't want to leave my master—"

"To shut up"

"Hey~"

Silent all night.

Fang Xing got up and told his housekeeper to ask someone to inquire about houses at the county government office, and then prepare to move depending on the situation.

who ever thought.

The butler had just left when he ran back.

"Master, I was just about to go out when I ran into someone looking for you."

"Who?"

"I don't know him, but he's a gangster..."

Jianghu people?

So many days had passed, Fang Xing almost forgot that he was still a master in this world.

Although he is an expert at cheating to gain fame.

But, he still has some status in the world.

"Please come in."

After a while.

Two people came in side by side, bowed and announced their names.

"I am Han Biao, the Five Thunder Hand, and this is Yu Zheng, the White Jade Pole. Please join us in the martial arts conference in a month."

"The leader of the martial arts world will be selected then."

"Please accept the letter, which will give you the right to run for the election."

After saying that, he took out an iron lump and threw it directly to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing picked it up casually and saw several finger marks on the iron lump. There was also a crack in the middle, which seemed to have been twisted together by someone.

to be honest.

This lump of iron is just to test your kung fu.

If you can't even unscrew this, don't even think about running for election.

This is not a problem for the other bank.

Fang Xing did not choose to unscrew it, but instead pinched a corner and, like tearing clay, forcibly pulled the iron lump open bit by bit!

When Fang Xing rolled the iron he had pulled off into a ball and threw it on the ground.

The two people who came to deliver the letter were so frightened that they could hardly stand.

Kneading iron like mud!

What level of finger strength is this? Is this still a human?!

This gentleman can’t be a god!