The Richest Man in the Heavens Starts from Outlaws of the Marsh

Chapter 814 Reincarnation?

Du Yu followed the map given by King Yuxiong, and while heading to those mysterious places, he collected some transformed monsters to fill the population of the "Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters".

I wandered leisurely along the way for more than half a year, and did not encounter any hidden masters or powerful monsters of the "Great Sage" level.

But he didn't care. After all, the increasing number of people in the Kingdom of God was a disguised way of strengthening his own strength.

It’s just that it’s easy to get bored with the monotonous life, and even practitioners are not immune to it.

After staying in the mountains for a long time, Du Yu couldn't help but miss the city under the rule of the Tang Dynasty, the aroma of wine filling the streets and alleys, the rows of shops and the dazzling array of goods.

"I didn't expect that the more I practiced, the more I would become attached to the world." Du Yu sighed.

He immediately took action as he had thought of it, and used the soul seal to summon back Linglong, Mo'an and other generals. After sending them back to the kingdom of God, he used the "Golden Light on the Earth" method to continue his journey.

With his ability, it was not difficult to find the human city. After flying only two thousand miles, he saw a city of considerable size.

Du Yu flew to a nearby place, found a deserted place and used the "false form" technique to transform himself into a wandering knight, then walked onto the official road and entered the city on foot.

Perhaps because he had a machete slung across his waist, no one came forward to greet him or say hello.

He also deliberately put on a stern face and acted as if he wanted to keep away from strangers. He strode towards the city gate, paid a big coin as an entrance fee, and was allowed into the city.

The name of this city is Qingyang City.

Although it is far away from the Tang Dynasty in Jambu Continent, the people's clothing is not much different, and the language they speak is somewhat similar to the Chinese dialect.

The city was also bustling with tourists and people, and seemed very prosperous, but of course it was still not as prosperous as Chang'an City.

Du Yu wandered in the bustling crowd, his eyes were blurred and empty as if he had lost focus. The noise and bustle around him came like a tide, but he did not feel bored at all and was immersed in it.

He walked with light steps, sometimes brushing shoulders with passers-by, and sometimes stopping to observe everything around him.

Looking at the people hurrying on the road, they had all kinds of expressions on their faces, some anxious, some excited, and some exhausted.

He turned a blind eye to all these, as if he had found a unique kind of tranquility. He was like a bystander, silently observing the world and savoring the ups and downs of life.

Everyone who passed by him seemed to become a character in his story, and he was the narrator.

It was a long time before he came to his senses.

"Is this worldly life a way to refine one's mind?" Du Yu murmured.

He came to Qingyang City on a whim and unexpectedly had some insights. To be honest, he hadn't felt this way for a long time.

Du Yu quickly put away his distracting thoughts, smiled freely and continued to mingle among the crowd.

It was not until it was getting dark that he found an inn that looked relatively grand to stay in.

After asking the waiter, Du Yu went to a nearby restaurant for dinner. No matter where he went, he couldn't change this habit.

Wherever he went, he would try the local specialties, even though he had already been fasting for a long time and ordinary food was of no benefit to him at all.

After bidding for a silver ingot on the counter, Du Yu was arranged to a private room by the window, and a very sumptuous banquet was then served.

While enjoying the food, he listened to the diners' conversations intentionally or unintentionally, and from time to time he looked at the street scenery through the window, feeling quite leisurely.

When I was halfway through drinking, there was a sudden noise from outside the window.

Du Yu looked around and saw an extremely cliché scene: a man riding a tall horse, galloping towards them at lightning speed.

The guy waved a whip in his hand and rushed around without caring about the safety of passers-by, causing chaos on the street.

"Tsk, can you change the way you appear on stage?" Du Yu said with a sneer.

As expected, a figure suddenly stood out from the chaotic crowd. A slender female warrior holding a sword and a determined look in her eyes.

She swung the sword in her hand violently, and with a crisp "click" sound, the horse's head was chopped off!
As the horse's head fell to the ground, its huge body also fell down with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust.

At the same time, the man on horseback was thrown far away with a "swoosh" like a kite with a broken string. His body drew an arc in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

However, the man was no ordinary man. When his body was about to hit the ground, he suddenly turned over and landed on his feet.

The huge inertia caused him to retreat more than ten steps, but he did not make a fool of himself in the end.

"How dare you, a ruffian, attack this general in the street?" The man asked the female knight in a deep voice with a gloomy face.

"Are you worthy of being called a general when you ride your horse and injure people in the street?" the female knight said.

"..."

After that, there was a quarrel, and then both sides started fighting. Du Yu didn't care. Such disputes were normal in the martial arts world, but this was the world of Journey to the West. Their fighting ability was no different from that of babies fighting. He just watched it for fun.

"Ping ping pong pong!"

He could picture in his mind the moves used by both sides in the fight without even looking.

After a moment, the man shouted angrily, as deafening as thunder, and then he swung his palms violently, bringing up a gust of fierce wind and rushing straight towards the female hero.

The female hero swayed her body, trying to avoid the attack, but she was a step too slow and was hit head-on by the man's palm power.

In an instant, an extremely powerful force surged and knocked her away.

Her body was like a kite with a broken string. It drew an arc in the air, fell to the ground, and slid back several feet before stopping.

"Hmph, a villain dares to block the way of this general." The man laughed, then rushed forward and pursued him.

The female hero spat out a mouthful of blood and repeatedly used her fingers to press on her vital points to stop the injury. When she saw the man rushing towards her, she immediately took out a handkerchief from her bosom and threw it over to him.

"puff!"

The man waved his hand and slapped the handkerchief away, but at the same time a strange fragrance entered his nostrils.

"No!" he yelled, but it was too late.

The strange fragrance was absorbed immediately after entering his body. He felt his legs go soft and he fell to the ground with a plop, unable to move.

"An official who bullies others by taking advantage of his power is not a good person. Today I will enforce justice on the side of heaven." The heroine shouted sternly.

She quickly rushed to the man and chopped off his head with a swing of the sword. The blood spurted out and the head flew ten feet high before falling heavily to the ground.

"Killing!"

"Killing!"

There was silence in the crowd at first, and then someone screamed loudly.

"boom!"

When the man who claimed to be a general was killed, the people around him who were just watching the show came to their senses. Thinking that they might be killed, they immediately scattered and fled, becoming more panicked than before.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from the street. It was a team of fully armed soldiers.

What the man said was true; he was indeed a general.

The heroine frowned and thought to herself that something was wrong. She knew that she was really in trouble this time.

Seeing the group of soldiers riding towards her on horseback, she panicked and immediately jumped up, intending to escape first.

Unfortunately, before she could fly onto the roof, she was stopped by a shot.

"How dare you, a rat, to assassinate the general of my Xuanqing country?" A deputy general holding a spear appeared like a ghost.

"Hmm! Interesting." Du Yu murmured after taking a sip of wine.

There is no other reason. The man on horseback is undoubtedly a military general, but the handsome deputy general is actually a tiger spirit transformed.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The two sides started fighting without any explanation, and the battle was much more exciting than before.

Although Du Yu did not look outside, he could picture the battle scene in his mind through the sound. It was obvious that the tiger spirit was extremely restrained and probably did not use even one tenth of its abilities.

Even so, his strength was far beyond that of the female hero, and after a dozen moves, the sword in her hand was knocked away.

Just when she was about to use poison to win again, the tiger demon moved and shot out a gun like lightning, aiming at the heroine's throat.

The sharp tip of the gun was freezing cold, and just a slight looseness could take her life.

"Who are you and how dare you attack and kill the general?" asked the deputy general transformed by the tiger spirit.

"Hmph, since I have failed, I will leave it to you to deal with. I will not change my name or surname, and I, Cui Ming, will kill all those dogs who take advantage of their power to bully others." The heroine said in a loud voice.

"Cui Ming!"

Du Yu spat out the wine in his mouth. It had been a long time since he heard this name.

"Did she reincarnate into the Journey to the West world?"

(End of this chapter)