I pick up trash in the heavens and worlds

The main street of Tuohuang City is about ten people walking together, and there are densely packed shops and vendors on both sides of the road.

Inns, pawnshops, teahouses, restaurants, boats, incense and candle shops... everything.

And the pedestrians on the street are also different. Su Ping's casual clothes in the modern world are really not outstanding among them.

"Senior Su, let's find a restaurant to live in first."

Yuchi Mubai said, tiredness flashed in his eyes, he hasn't had a good sleep for a long time.

Su Ping naturally did not refuse, but soon, the three of them discovered a serious problem, they had no money!

After all, in the wilderness, there is no order, and money is not only useless but also takes up space.

So...Su Ping fell into deep thought, looked around for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, pawn shop!

Su Ping approached quickly, and the Yuchi brothers and sisters quickly followed.

The pawnshop is not big, the counter is just outside the door, and an old man behind the counter is looking at the picture book.

Seeing Su Ping coming in, the old man hurriedly smiled and stood up to greet him.

"Young master, do you want to pawn something?"

Su Ping glanced at him, and took out a saber about the length of his forearm in his arms, an American Kabbah saber.

"Boss, how much silver do you think this is worth?"

With that said, Su Ping handed the general knife to the old man.

The old man tried his best to widen his narrowed eyes, and the moment he took the saber, his eyes flashed away.

Cold, precise, hard, and...sharp, the old man sucked his cut finger, his heart skipped a beat.

Treasure knife!

From the point of view that he has been in the pawn business for most of his life, this knife is probably more precious than those so-called magical weapons in the Treasure Pavilion!

The old man looked at Su Ping with a smile for a while, but couldn't help asking: "Where did you get this knife?"

Su Ping frowned and didn't answer, but asked instead: "Do you accept this?"

"No, we are small people in the market, afraid of getting into trouble."

The old man was still smiling, but handed the saber back to Su Ping.

At this time, Yuchi Mubai hurried forward, took the saber to look at it for a while, and said a little excitedly: "Senior Su, how can such a magical weapon be sold!"

As he spoke, Yuchi Mubai lifted his long sword and slapped it on the table.

This time the old man did not refuse, he bargained with Yuchi Mubai for a while, and finally settled on a price of 30 taels of silver.

Taking the silver, the three of them walked out of the pawnshop, Su Ping casually threw the general knife to Yuchi Mubai, "I'll send you off."

Yuchi Mubai subconsciously wanted to shirk, but when he remembered that Senior Su even gave magic weapons like compound crossbows at will, he happily accepted them.

Yu Chixue looked enviously, and looked at Su Ping with a bit of resentment. Brother Su gave Da Lang a lot of things, but I didn't have any.

But at the next moment, she suddenly remembered the chocolate in the package, so she looked at Su Ping with liking again.

Baihua Building.

"Mubai, is this pioneering city controlled by the dynasty?"

Su Ping ate the meat of an unknown animal, looked at Yuchi Mubai and asked.

Yuchi Mubai wiped his mouth, and replied: "No, the three dynasties are all in the north, Tongzhou in the south is the most chaotic state, and the Pioneer City above it is the city closest to the Great Wilderness."

"That's why Pioneer City is also called Liberty City. Most of the people here are desperadoes, or people who want to enter the wilderness and make a fortune."

"In general, the Pioneer City is very chaotic with dragons and snakes mixed in, so let alone the Dynasty, even some sects would not choose to establish themselves here."

As Yuchi Mubai said, he glanced at Yuchixue and sighed, "My brothers and sisters are considered to be on the run now."

After finishing speaking, he changed the topic again: "Fortunately, I met senior, otherwise..."

Su Ping interrupted him, and continued to ask: "Then why do I think it's quite peaceful here?"

The voice just fell.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a muffled sound downstairs, and the expressions of the three of them changed, and they hurriedly looked out the window.

On the street, a young servant fell to the ground on his back, holding his legs and screaming.

Just at the window of Su Ping's compartment, a burly man jumped straight down, holding a sledgehammer with a fierce look on his face.

Su Ping was stunned for a moment. The second floor was six or seven meters away from the ground, so he jumped down?

Warrior?

The burly man kicked the boy a few meters away, until he coughed up blood and didn't want to stop.

At this time, a few men with swords rushed out of Baihua Building and stared at the big man coldly.

The burly man didn't care, he pulled down the money bag on his chest, poured out a piece of silver and threw it to a few people, he said with a grin: "I understand the rules, this guy spilled wine on me, I'm going to beat him up!"

One of the men with swords stepped out, picked up the silver and shook it, then said coldly: "Not enough."

The big man stared at each other, while several men took a step forward.

A trace of fear flashed in the big man's eyes, he snorted coldly, and threw another ingot of silver. After several men picked up the silver, they went straight back to the restaurant.

Su Ping looked dumbfounded, this shit?

It's just two ingots of silver...Ten taels or 20 taels?

Not even a sword is worth much, and human life is worthless! ?

Thinking about it, Su Ping stared closely at the burly man, "He won't kill that boy?"

But at this moment, a thin black figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd of onlookers. It was extremely fast, and before the burly man could react, he had already brushed past him and grabbed his purse.

The burly man was furious and turned around abruptly.

But the next moment, the cold light lit up, blood sprayed, and the black shadow re-entered the crowd.

The burly man's figure suddenly stopped. He looked terrified, staggered and knelt down on the ground, covering his neck with both hands, but he couldn't hold back the blood gushing out.

In just a moment, the big man fell to the ground without a sound.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed instantly, and no one cared about the corpse on the ground, leaving only a boy who couldn't get up, lying next to the corpse and screaming continuously.

Su Ping, who had been watching from the window on the second floor, was dumbfounded.

Yuchi Mubai on the side had a serious expression on his face, and murmured: "The saber is so fast that the second-rank martial artist can't react..."

"Third grade? Or fourth grade?"

Chapter 38 Isn't It Money

"How old are you?"

Su Ping stared at Yuchi Mubai.

Yuchi Mubai coughed lightly twice, and said embarrassingly, "Third Grade."

Su Ping's face was a little ugly. Originally, in his conception, the Wufu group were just ordinary people who had exercised their bodies better.

But looking at it now, it is simply inhuman!

Just talking about the black shadow before, if his target is me, then do I...have a chance to draw a gun?

The answer is no!

Unless the gun is pointed at the opponent all the time, otherwise, with the speed of the opponent's sudden attack, the time it takes to draw the gun and aim, his head may already fall to the ground!

"Let's go." Su Ping was in no mood to eat at this time, and he suddenly realized that he was in danger now.

A chaotic city, a ferocious warrior, and a weak self.

......

Fengyin Inn.

The largest inn in Pioneer City is also the most expensive inn.

But the upside is that it's also one of the safest places in town.

The small courtyard rented by the three of Su Ping requires five taels of silver for one night. This price is not low. With the purchasing power of gold and silver in this world, five taels of silver is equivalent to 5000 yuan in modern society.

In a wing room in the small courtyard, Su Ping and Yuchi Mubai sat facing each other on the floor.

Su Ping looked serious, while Yuchi Mubai looked weird.

"Senior Su, do you want to practice martial arts?"

Yuchi Mubai looked puzzled and said: "Senior Su, you have the Taoism of the immortal family, why do you want to learn the crude martial arts?"

Yes, vulgar, even Yuchi Mubai, a warrior himself, admits that the Wufu system is vulgar.

Taoist masters exorcise spirits and ghosts.

The Buddhadharma can enlighten all living beings.

Only warriors are vulgar, refined muscles and bones, and can only chop and chop with a big knife.

Su Ping rolled his eyes and reprimanded: "There is a reason for existence. The Buddha in the prosperous age, the Dao in the chaotic world, and the only martial artist are through the past and the present. How can we talk about vulgarity?"

Yuchi Mubai's heart trembled, and he murmured unconsciously in his heart, "The Buddha in the prosperous age, the way in the chaotic world, only a martial artist can penetrate the past and the present..."

After a while, his eyes brightened! "That's right! Why are we martial arts vulgar!? Before Taoism and Buddhism, there were martial arts! Until now, martial arts are still prosperous!"

The more Yuchi Mubai thought about it, the more excited he became, and a look of pride appeared on his face unconsciously.

Seeing him like this, the corners of Su Ping's mouth twitched, and he quickly interrupted his imagination, urging: "Okay, tell me about martial arts cultivation."

Yuchi Mubai waited for a long time before suppressing the excitement in his heart, and said seriously: "The lower third rank of martial arts is for training tendons, bones, and skin, the middle third rank is for refining qi, blood, and five internal organs, and the upper third rank is for cultivating essence, energy, and spirit."

As if to explain that his third-rank martial arts are not considered weak, he said emphatically: "Most of the martial arts in the Jianghu are lower third-rank, and middle-rank third-rank is rare. Most of them belong to sects, and even start their own sects. .”

Su Ping was a little confused about the concept, and interjected in doubt: "Today, what grade is the murderer on the street?"

"It should be the fourth grade."

As Yuchi Mubai said, he frowned again and said: "That person is much stronger than me, but he can't rule out being the pinnacle of the third rank, after all, I'm only a beginner at the third rank."

Su Ping nodded, and Yuchi Mubai continued: "The cultivation of the lower third rank is just a process of tempering the body, so there are no strict rules."

"There is no such thing as talent, as long as you keep practicing, you can reach the third grade by yourself."

After finishing speaking, Yuchi Mubai added another sentence: "Of course, martial arts training consumes a lot of money, not every household can afford it."

Su Ping understood that, looking at it this way, the martial arts of the lower third rank have not yet reached the point of being inhuman.

In terms of physical strength, those top special forces or athletes in the modern world should be equivalent to the world's third-rank martial arts.

It's just that this world fights and kills with the body, and the modern world has been replaced by hot weapons, so they can only go to the Olympics to earn a living.

After all, even a mid-level third-rank martial artist like the black shadow before would be shot like a sieve in front of hot weapons.

One person is too late to shoot, what about a team?

How about putting a machine gun on you in advance?

You can outrun the neurological reactions of ordinary people, but not faster than a bullet.

Of course, if you equip a powerful warrior with a hot weapon!That......

Thinking of this, Su Ping hurriedly asked: "Is there any way to quickly improve your strength?"

"Have!"

Su Ping's heart skipped a beat, bright colors appeared in his eyes, it really did!

"Lots of expensive drugs combined with relentless exercise."

As Yuchi Mubai said, he hesitated for a while and then said: "Or use the spirit stone directly!"

Su Ping was taken aback for a moment, before he could ask any questions, Yuchi Mubai said again: "But this is simply a waste of money."

"It takes about five years for an ordinary person to become a third-rank martial artist, and the money consumed during this period is about 300 taels."

"This is cultivation with drugs, and most of the time is wasted on eliminating the toxins left by the drugs."

"And if you use spirit stones, you don't need it at all. Continuously absorbing the spirit energy contained in the spirit stones to refine your body can even make warriors enter the third rank in one day!"