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The Daliang Kingdom has experienced six generations of emperors and four dynasties, and it is now the twenty-fifth year of Emperor Xuande's reign.

It is said that when the battle between Emperor Taizu and the remnants of the previous dynasty reached a fever pitch, fire suddenly fell from the sky, and overnight, all the remnants of the previous dynasty were wiped out.

Nowadays, the national power of Daliang is becoming stronger and stronger.

The reigning Emperor Xuande governed the Qingming Dynasty and established the Xuanwu Guard to monitor the warriors of the world.

Yangzhou.

The county town of Zhangjun.

Liancang City.

Little bits of snowflakes were mixed with the north wind, blowing on the faces of every pedestrian in a hurry.

Several miscellaneous soldiers wearing large cotton-padded jackets leaned at the city gate and shouted loudly at the people entering the city.

"The curfew is coming soon. Those who have money will stay in the inn. Those who don't have money can go over there."

Most of the people who enter the city from the east gate are poor people, and there is not much money to be squeezed out.

After collecting the entrance fee, a few lazy men drove away the people entering the city like flies.

After entering through the east city gate, heading east is what the soldiers call the slums.

Somo was wearing a shabby long coat, with twisted wrinkles on his face mixed with soot black. He looked like a poor old man at the end of his life.

After the soldiers took one look at him, they naturally recognized him as a refugee from the county and drove him towards the so-called slums.

It was already the middle of winter, and no one knew that it had been more than three months since he came to this world.

After staring at the many white papers hanging on the city gate, Somo strode into them as if nothing had happened.

When Somo's figure disappeared into the snow, a piece of white paper hanging on the city gate was blown by the cold wind and fell to the ground.

The leading soldier shouted bad luck, spit on the back of the paper, and put it on again.

After combing the front of the crumpled white paper and straightening the large characters of the title, the leader stood back.

"My lord, is this a wanted criminal? He looks a bit like the one who went in just now."

A man with a simple face and a thin body said timidly.

"Go, go, go, whoever is hanging on this is not a big thief, let's talk about the heart-destroying demon Soma on this paper. It is said that people killed by this demon have all their muscles and veins severed, and even their hearts were hit. It was broken into pieces, and the scene was so horrific.”

"From the beginning, he was offered a reward of 30 taels of silver. This person has been chased by the government and committed crimes everywhere. Now he has a reward of 500 taels of silver. He has the peak strength of Ming Jin. How can such a person with a long history of evil be among your group? Are you going to the city?"

As he spoke, the leader seemed to feel that there were more people blocking the city gate to listen to the story. He waved his hand, and several of his men kicked and beat them, scaring the crowd of assholes to roll and crawl.

Not hearing the people behind him talking about him, Sumo hurried into the city. After arriving at the inn and having a delicious meal, he asked the waiter to open the room and rested.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

The reason why Sumo, who has always been on the tip of a knife, has never been caught by the government is not only because of his peak Mingjin strength, but also because of his audacity.

The inn where we stayed today was only two hundred steps away from the government office. When we opened the window of the room, we could directly see the officials coming in and out of the government office.

No matter how much these people wanted to take advantage of them, they never expected that such a powerful thief would live next to them.

[Name: Sumo]

[Age: sixty-eight]

[Cultivation: Peak of Ming Jin (Qi and Blood Decline)]

[Dharma: One layer of Vajra Palm, one layer of Flying on Grass, and one layer of Vajra Power]

After gaining insight, Sumo nodded with satisfaction.

When he first traveled to this world, he discovered that although there were no immortal cultivators in this world, they were further ahead in martial arts than the world he was in.

There are even rumors that the warrior Zhen reached the peak of the Transformation Realm and almost shattered the void and soared into the sky.

Although there was a time difference of 800, he never dared to forget in his heart that the crisis in the world where his true body was located was imminent.

If there is no progress within a year, going back will be a dead end.

The world is different, and the language is of course different, but fortunately, Insight can help him understand the meaning of the fonts. In a world with low literacy levels, the language is also not complicated.

In just one month, basic communication was no longer a problem.

In the remaining two months, he visited several martial arts gyms in various places, hoping to acquire martial arts skills for the purpose of asking for advice.

In addition to his physical cultivation being at the pinnacle of Ming Jin, his martial arts skills in his previous life were extremely poor, so it's no wonder that he doesn't have a discerning eye.

It's a pity that no martial arts school is willing to accept an old man who is up to sixty-eight years old to be a disciple and teach the skills.

In desperation, Sumo had no choice but to attack at night and seize the skills, regardless of the moral principles of the world.

In this world, time is getting shorter and shorter. With Sumo's methods and strength that have been in the world for decades, it is not impossible to save the country and obtain the secret book.

For example, the warriors of the ancestral Vajra Palm can be completely suppressed and subdued, and there are also two subsequent museum owners. There are at least hundreds of ways to beat them to get the secret book.

"But, I don't want to do this..." Su Mo sighed leisurely in his heart.

Time waits for no one, and a minute's delay is a crisis. He is not a newcomer to the world, and he knows how to choose.

His martial arts is improving, and now he can fight with his former self in full swing, but right now, what's more important is how to escape from a near-death situation.

After a night of silence, the next morning, after smearing the coal black from his pocket on his face again, Somo raised his body and jumped out from the back wall of the inn.

Three months had allowed him to learn a lot about Daliang.

The place he was in was Liancang City, the county town where the founding emperor of Daliang started his army.

From Liancang City, 800 kilometers north was the capital of Daliang.

Close to the capital, the economy of Liancang City was much richer than where Su Mo first came, and peddlers could be seen everywhere on the road.

Walking in the streets.

Pedestrians talked and heard a lot of information, most of which were just casual listening. Su Mo was also looking for information that would help him.

God will not let down those who work hard.

When two young men with beaming eyebrows walked towards him, Su Mo finally heard it.

"The Xuanwu Guard updated the wanted list today. Although we can't do anything to the Heart-Destroying Demon Su Mo, this Jade-Faced Young Master has just entered the Ming Jin. With our strength, if we find him, the five hundred taels of silver will belong to us."

"Jade-Faced Young Master? This man is not easy to find! The Xuanwu Guard has been looking for him for several years, but in the end, they didn't even find his shadow?"

"That's right. It is said that this Jade-Faced Young Master is a master of shape-changing. Over the years, I don't know how many government officials and Xuanwu Guards have passed by him without noticing him. But, I have a piece of news that can help us catch him." As he spoke, the young man on the left grasped the long sword on his waist, looking like he had everything under control.

"Hurry up, hurry up, at worst, you get 70% and I get 30%, we'll split the money equally"

"It is said that when this jade-faced young man goes to a certain place, he likes to hunt for beauties the most. I got the news that the only family in Liancang City that he can be interested in is..."

As he spoke, the young man stopped talking, looked around cautiously, and when he found that no one was listening, he whispered a name into the ear of another young man.

...

"Mrs. Chen?"

Sitting by the roadside, Su Mo, who had heard every word of the two people's conversation, suddenly frowned, his eyes flashed, and he performed the insight technique, which made the two people's whispers clear at a glance.

Shape-changing technique? It sounds amazing!

His primary purpose in coming to this world was not to learn martial arts or to find the way to immortality. The problem before him now was how to survive.

Whether it was the Vajra Palm or flying on the grass, these things could not help him.

He had to use tricks to escape the blockade of the three major sects, otherwise a dying man would not be able to fight back with martial arts.

After watching the two young men leave, Su Mo thought for a moment, stood up and asked for directions, and then left quickly.

Half an hour later, under a high wall, under the gate wall that was quiet in the past, there was an old beggar.

The beggar's legs seemed to have some problems, and he limped. Passers-by and acquaintances near this place just took a look and stopped paying attention.

Everyone knew that this poor old man was just another poor man harmed by the world!

No one would associate threats with such an old man who could fall down with a gust of wind!

The Jade-faced Young Man was no exception!

"Good... good man, can you let me go?"

Seeing the old man sitting at the table with murderous intent, deep thought, and smile again, Zhang Chong, who was tied to the bed, became more cautious.

Before his death, the master had told the Thief Sect that there were two types of people that should not be provoked:

First, people with great strength.

Second, people with mental problems.

Now, in Zhang Chong's eyes, Su Mo was naturally classified as the second type of people.

"Don't worry, wait until I get started with this shape-changing technique, and I will let you go."

Sitting on the ground, looking at the experience of the first level, Su Mo did not reveal the conditions.

The first level, shape-changing, those with outstanding talents only need one hour to get started, and can change the skeleton body.

Those with average talents, such as the former head of the Thief Sect, need two and a half hours to get started.

Hearing this, Zhang Chong also nodded, indicating that he had no objection.

The night in Daliang was not long. At the beginning of the Mao hour, the sky was already white.

In the ground room of the Liancang City Inn.

After a series of teeth-grinding creaking sounds, the figure sitting cross-legged in the room stood up.

The big man was eight feet tall. When he walked in the room, he walked like a dragon and a tiger, quite like a general on the battlefield.

The figure stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at himself, seeming to be extremely satisfied with his current figure.

After sitting cross-legged on the ground again, there was another sound, and the original big man turned into a slightly hunched old man.

"The hero is really gifted. He easily got started in just five and a half hours. He is really a genius of no time."

Listening to Zhang Chong's words that went against his heart, even if Su Mo had lived two lives, his old face couldn't help but blush.

This method, even if the talent is poor, only needs three hours to get started.

But he took a full five and a half hours.

However, with a time difference of 800 to 1, time is not a precious thing for him.

He glanced at Zhang Chong, the jade-faced man who was tied up on the bed and begging for mercy, and then looked at the window. A dagger was inserted into Zhang Chong's trachea accurately.

This is the most painful way to die. The deceased has to slowly taste the passing of life and feel the blood gradually seeping out.

But at the same time, this is the method of killing that is least likely to leave evidence.

There was no nonsense, the murderer was unusually calm.

"Woo... Woo..."

As the blood gushed out, the person tied to the bed was extremely frightened, and his vision became blurred.

Without looking at Zhang Chong's miserable appearance, he took out the notes he had prepared and put them on the table. He picked up two secret books, and calmly opened the door and walked out.

At the end of Mao Shi, the city gate of Liancang City opened. With Somo's old man's foot power, he rushed to the city gate. In terms of time, it was just right.

...

Chenshi.

When the waiter at the inn came up to clean up on time, he suddenly smelled an unusual smell.

He hurriedly pushed open the door of the ground-sized room. The Shura scene inside made the young boy who had never seen the world fall to the ground on the spot.

When the shopkeeper downstairs followed the sound and came up, he was also shocked and speechless on the spot.

The inn is dead! And he’s a distinguished guest!

The numb shopkeeper's mind instantly thought of countless plots of killing people and seizing treasures, but a white note on the table caught the shopkeeper's attention:

Deceased: Zhang Chong, nicknamed Yu-faced Langjun, a wanted criminal by Xuanwu Guard!

The Daliang Kingdom has experienced six generations of emperors and four dynasties, and it is now the twenty-fifth year of Emperor Xuande's reign.

It is said that when the fight between Emperor Taizu and the remnants of the previous dynasty reached a fever pitch, fire suddenly fell from the sky, and overnight, all the remnants of the previous dynasty were wiped out.

Nowadays, Daliang's national power is getting stronger and stronger.

The reigning Emperor Xuande governed the Qingming Dynasty and established the Xuanwu Guard to monitor the warriors of the world.

Yangzhou.

The county town of Zhangjun.

Liancang City.

Little bits of snowflakes were mixed with the north wind, blowing on the faces of every pedestrian in a hurry.

A few miscellaneous soldiers wearing large cotton-padded jackets leaned at the city gate and shouted loudly at the people entering the city.

"The curfew is coming soon. Those who have money will stay in the inn. Those who don't have money can go over there."

Most of the people who enter the city from the east gate are poor people, and there is not much money to be squeezed out.

After collecting the entrance fee, a few lazy men drove away the people entering the city like flies.

After entering through the east city gate, heading east is what the soldiers call the slums.

Somo was wearing a shabby long coat, with twisted wrinkles on his face mixed with soot black. He looked like a poor old man at the end of his life.

After the soldiers took one look at him, they naturally recognized him as a refugee from the county and drove him towards the so-called slums.

It was already the middle of winter, and no one knew that it had been more than three months since he came to this world.

After staring at the many white papers hanging on the city gate, Somo strode into them as if nothing had happened.

When Somo's figure disappeared into the snow, a piece of white paper hanging on the city gate was blown by the cold wind and fell to the ground.

The leading soldier shouted bad luck, spit on the back of the paper, and put it on again.

After combing the front of the crumpled white paper and straightening the large characters of the title, the leader stood back.

"My lord, is this a wanted criminal? He looks a bit like the one who went in just now."

A man with a simple face and a thin body said timidly.

"Go, go, go, whoever is hanging on this is not a big thief, let's talk about the heart-destroying demon Soma on this paper. It is said that people killed by this demon have all their muscles and veins severed, and even their hearts were hit. It was broken into pieces, and the scene was so horrific.”

"From the beginning, he was chased by the government with a reward of 30 taels of silver, committing crimes everywhere. Now he has a reward of 500 taels of silver, and has the strength of Ming Jin's peak. How can such a person with a long history of evil be among your group? Are you going to the city?"

As he spoke, the leader seemed to feel that there were more people blocking the city gate to listen to the story. He waved his hand, and several of his men kicked and beat them, scaring the crowd of bastards to roll and crawl.

Not hearing the people behind him talking about him, Sumo hurried into the city. After arriving at the inn and having a delicious meal, he asked the waiter to open the room and rested.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.