Traverser Management System

Zheng Yu didn't bother them, just turned his mental power into an airtight net that enveloped these people.

At this moment, the time here seemed to freeze, the inner alchemy in Dasha Yang's body did not react, all the mana on his body condensed, and even his thoughts were fixed.

Zheng Yu's mental power turned into a thread, which pierced Yang Dasha's head straight, and then all of Yang Dasha's memories were like tides, and Zheng Yu was absorbed.

Zheng Yu's approach will not harm his own memory, just like turning a book, he has read all the contents of the book, and the book is still intact.

It seemed that a second had passed, and it seemed that a whole day had passed.

In an instant, all the mental energy retreated, and Zheng Yu disappeared in place, except for Yang Dasha. He seemed to sense something, he paused the movement in his hand, raised his head and looked around, then scratched his head, somewhat unclear.

Except for him, the rest of the ordinary people did not have any reaction at all. They still happily ate their food with their bowls, and continued the topic just now, as if nothing had happened.

Zheng Yu finally understood that it was not that these humans can get along with the fairies happily, but that they never knew the taciturn, dumb, dumb, who had never said a word, was not a person at all.

Yang Dasha was domesticated by humans since he was a child. It has lived with humans for a long, long time. When it was old, its owner could not bear to kill him and eat meat, and then put it in the forest. At that time, it had no memory, only the grass in the mountains. Is its food.

When he was ignorant of eating in the mountains, he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance one day, and he followed the strange fragrance to the edge of a collapsed mountain cliff.

There was a small hole under the cliff, which was consistent with his body shape. He went in following the smell of the strange fragrance, and saw a glowing plant at the bottom of the cave, and the fragrance came from this plant. He was ignorant and didn't know what it was, but the smell was so tempting, he opened his mouth and swallowed the plant from start to finish, without even letting go of the roots. .

Since then, his body has changed. The body that was already about to be old and unable to walk has gradually regained strength, and his wisdom has slowly increased, and he can feel a breath of heaven and earth blending into him. Whenever the moon shines on his body, he feels unusually comfortable. After hundreds of years of cultivation, he can finally transform into a human form.

And the first time it transformed into a human form, it was not to continue cultivating in the mountains, but into the world, into the world, it seems that he still has not forgotten the time when he was living with humans, he was not used to it. I am alone in the mountains.

His bones are not refined, he can't talk, his wisdom is only equivalent to that of a ten-year-old child, and he doesn't have a particularly strong mind.

But he has a strong physique and has more power than ordinary people. Because there is no systematic cultivation method, so many years of waking up Yuehua still has not allowed him to have a lot of mana, and his mana has nothing to do with it. Usefulness, to survive in the human world, these mana is only used to maintain the human body.

Going around, he doesn't know how many years he has been in the world. A Taoist once expelled him, but he did not hurt him. There was no hostility in him, and there was no way of hurting others. He was just an ignorant little demon. Even if it was captured back, it was of no use, so let it go.

I wore the torn clothes I picked up on the road, and went all the way to Qiantang County.

Speaking of which, the overseer was a kind person. When the overseer met him, he was hungry and cold, looking at the grass on the side of the road. The supervisor saw him pitifully, but he was strong, so he brought him back, and he became a coolie ever since.

The supervisor’s kindness, but Yang Dasha found the feeling he once felt. It was nothing more than hard work. What's wrong with eating and drinking here? Although there are countless Taoists in the world, you can never meet them every day.

He was just a little demon with low mana. The Taoist priest didn't bother to accept him, and the monk didn't bother to take care of him, so he let him live leisurely in this world for so many years.

Such a little fairy, I am afraid that a single hair can kill him. It just feels strange. After understanding all this, Zheng Yu put this matter aside.

And now another person entered his eyes, and this person was still dressed as a Taoist.

This man is a looker, he is about 50 years old, has a goatee, and holds a two-meter yellow pole in his hand. A piece of white cloth hangs on the pole, and it says: Fortune telling, measuring characters, looking at bad luck, To avoid disasters, hang five articles in one book.

Speaking of which, there are really a lot of fortune-telling people in Qiantang County, just seven or eight under the detection of mental power.

Each of these fortune-tellers has a yellow pole, and has such a canvas, and all of them are wandering around, speaking auspicious words and pleasing some good words, and then they can get money for tea and rice.

Most of the fortune tellers who lie to people are deceiving. After they deceive people, they will change places and then deceive, wherever they go and where they deceive. It is the liveliness of Qiantang County today that all these fortunetellers come .

And this fortuneteller is different from the others, there is no aura induction in the others, nor any mana fluctuations.

Pure Pure Pure is an ordinary person, perhaps the family learning origins have allowed them to understand a little bit of Zhouyi, but whether they are allowed or not, most of these people are liars.

The man Zheng Yu saw on the street did not fluctuate in a small amount of mana. He was dressed as a Taoist priest, holding Huang Fanzi in his hand, and did not sway or talk, and walked the streets.

He would only say a few words to the other party unless someone took the initiative to stop him. If no one took the initiative to speak, he would not go up and talk to others.

Look at the others.

"This prince please stay, I watch your hall become dark, there may be a **** disaster in the near future!"

Zheng Yu has put away all the aura in his body. He is now an ordinary person without any abnormalities. The clothes are not very gorgeous, and they look clean and tidy, but they are also silk products. It can be seen that it is of extraordinary value.

A brother like this, from a well-off family, if there are a few good words on the picture, he might be able to cheat that little money.

These fortune tellers pay attention to the first to speak out, tell you more seriously, and then use rhetoric to tell you how to crack, and finally, aim at your pocket.

But this fortuneteller obviously found the wrong person.

Zheng Yu frowned, looked at this fortune teller who was in his 40s with slanted eyes, and said, "Blood and light disaster?"