After ten years of cold window, you told me it was Zongwu?

"This thing is so fierce, I'm afraid I can't cut it off yet."

He thought that his mental strength was strong enough.

It is only now discovered that compared with some behemoths from the ancient times, his spiritual strength is still far behind.

"That's right, people have grown up for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, and I have only practiced for about a year. Even if they don't practice exercises, the accumulation of time alone will have terrifying spiritual strength."

Now that he knew the difference between the two, Su Han naturally wouldn't take the risk, closed the coffin again, and left the secret room.

Back in the other courtyard, Wang Yuyan and others had been waiting here for a long time, waiting for him to come back.

Seeing him, he immediately started talking in a hurry.

AhZi cheered: "Master, let's not rest tonight, how about playing games?"

Su Han was curious: "What do you want to play?"

Ah Zi hummed and said, "Let's play chess. I recently memorized all the chess records of our sect. It is absolutely invincible in Tianshan. After winning, master, you have to promise me one condition."

Ding Dong immediately refused: "No, how can I play chess? If you want me to say, it's better to punch."

"Don't punch!" Zhong Ling objected, "Shall we compete to catch a snake?"

Mu Wanqing was speechless immediately: "Except for you, who likes to catch snakes?"

Zhong Ling giggled and put his arms around AZi's shoulders: "Sister AZi likes it."

Ah Zi snorted: "Zhong Ling, you are a little girl, you should call me sister."

"I am older than you." Zhong Ling refused.

After talking for a while, no one convinced anyone, they could only look at Su Han.

Su Han smiled and said, "I know you guys are a bit bored in Tianshan, why don't I make some small toys."

Asking Mei Jian to fetch the silver, Su Han activated the extreme yang zhenqi to melt it, and soon made several decks of playing cards for future generations.

The Second Envoy of Knights Island can melt the bronze medal with true energy, so he can also melt metal with true energy.

Moreover, because of his superb alchemy skills, he can also change the melted metal into the form he likes.

Su Han explained how to play poker, and everyone immediately became interested.

"Let's draw a joke card, and the loser will draw a line of ink on his face." Ah Zi suggested.

Wang Yuyan refused: "No, it's too indecent to draw on the face, why not draw on the arms?"

"Okay, just paint on the arm." Ah Zi nodded.

With new toys, everyone is very happy.

In the next few days, everyone played cards, either drawing ghost cards, or fighting the landlord. In short, Su Han taught everyone many ways to play in later generations, and made the girls have a great time playing.

"Sir, I'm worried that they will lose their ambitions."

A few days later, when Su Han was about to leave, Wang Yuyan said in a low tone.

Su Han said indifferently: "It's okay, I didn't think they were doing anything serious at first."

After all, this era is ancient, and there are very few things women can do.

Moreover, many people like Wang Yuyan can only wield knives and guns, even if they don't play, it is difficult to be alone.

After all, there are only a few people like Dongfang Bai and Jiang Yuyan who can control one side alone.

Not letting them play will make them too idle.

After listening to Su Han's explanation, Wang Yuyan understood.

"I understand Xianggong's painstaking efforts. Although it seems that there is no danger in going to the Southern Song Dynasty, Xianggong still needs to be more careful. Now that you are a well-known figure in the world, you must be targeted more." Wang Yuyan warmly helped Su Han Taking care of his clothes, "Don't let us become widows at a young age."

"Relax." Su Han said with a smile, "There are so many beauties like flowers and jade, how can I come back safely."

He stretched out his hand to hold it in his arms, and held it tenderly for a moment, then jumped into the dragon and landed on the back of the vulture.

On this trip to the Southern Song Dynasty, he took no one with him, but was alone.

As Wang Yuyan said, he is stronger now, but because he is famous all over the world, there must be more people targeting him.

It's safer to go alone.

In about half a day, the vulture had already entered the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The Northern Song Dynasty was located in the north. Although it didn't emphasize military force, it was passable in terms of force.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, in the south, no matter where it is, there is a sense of gentleness in the south of the Yangtze River. Even the soldiers on the city wall leaned on the wall, giving people a lazy posture.

Sensing the state of the officers and soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty, Su Han couldn't help being speechless.

"Are these soldiers really still usable?"

The vulture landed on the outskirts of a city, and within a moment, Su Han had already arrived in the city.

In the city, the crowd was surging, and the sound of shouting and selling was constant.

There are happy smiles on the faces of hawkers and common people.

It can be seen that although the military affairs in the Southern Song Dynasty were exhausted, the economy was still good, at least the people lived well.

Of course, this so-called goodness is only relative to some troubled times.

He had only turned a few streets before he saw the characteristic of this era - selling people.

What is selling one's body to bury one's father, one's body to bury one's husband...

And so on, not many, but not few.

In the feudal dynasty, the rich were connected with each other, and the poor had no place to stand.

The Southern Song Dynasty was just an ordinary country. Some people lived well, but naturally some people couldn't even satisfy their food and clothing, so they had to sell their children and daughters to make a living.

Su Han looked at it for a while, and felt a little wave in his heart.

Although he is determined not to be a good person.

However, coming from later generations, his conscience is at least slightly more than that of the landlords and bureaucrats of this era.

After seeing this kind of human suffering too much, I felt mixed feelings in my heart.

In the end, he decided to find a restaurant to have a good meal.

As soon as he turned around, a little beggar bumped into him head-on.

Su Han stretched out his hand, grabbed the beggar's hand, and snorted coldly: "It's on me, how brave you are."

The beggar was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "The robber is going to kill someone!"

Her voice was clear and crisp, and she yelled very hard, but no one came out to uphold justice.

This is actually very normal.

Regardless of ancient times or modern times, doing good deeds has to pay a huge price.

Which of the poor people does not believe in the way of being wise and protecting oneself.

Besides, Su Han is tall and wears a long sword on his waist. He is obviously a martial artist, so he can't be provoked even more.

"Okay, no one will come to rescue you." Su Han laughed, "Little girl, since you are so short of money, how about this, I will give you ten taels of silver, and you can sell yourself to me."

The beggar froze.

Did she meet some kind of devil?

Just being a pickpocket, the other party actually wants to buy you by force?

This person looks gentle, but inside he is a villain.

Just as he was thinking, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the Dragon Scale Sword, his mouth opened wide, and he almost exclaimed, "Evil Monarch!"

"You know me?" Su Han chuckled, "It's just right, you can be my guide."

He casually threw a silver ingot weighing twelve taels over.

"Now, you are mine... 0"

The beggar took the money and wanted to cry, but said, "I won't sell myself."

"But I want to buy it." Su Han said with a smile, "After taking my money, you are now mine, follow up."

The beggar had no choice but to keep up.

The name of the evil king was also very resounding in the Southern Song Dynasty.

She was used to hearing stories about the other party's killing without blinking an eye, but she didn't dare to resist.

If the other party directly clicked her, she would be at a big loss.

Thinking of her in the Mood for Love, she hasn't lived enough!

When he came to the restaurant, Su Han ordered a table of dishes and asked, "Little beggar, has anything new happened in the Southern Song Dynasty recently?"

The beggar muttered: "I'm not a little beggar, my name is Huang Rong, and I'm from Peach Blossom Island, can you let me go?"

"You are Huang Rong?" Su Han was surprised, and looked carefully, "Then I am more interested. Wouldn't it be more honorable to have Huang Laoxie's daughter as a maid?"

"Aren't you afraid of my father?" Huang Rong was speechless.

Su Han smiled and said: "Others are afraid of Dongxie, but I am not. He can't beat me."

Huang Rong was speechless, lying on the table with her head resting on her palms.

She has confessed.

The other party is the evil king, one of the most evil characters in the world.

This person's strength is too high, her grandmaster father is not a threat to him at all.

"The chef in the Southern Song Dynasty cooks well." Su Han picked up a chopstick dish, "Rong'er, you haven't said anything about what I asked you before!"

"Don't call me Rong'er." Huang Rong was powerless to refute, her voice soft, "I just came out too, so I don't know what fun things are going on in the world."

"Just left?" Su Han asked.

Huang Rong nodded: "Yeah, I'm so unlucky, I didn't expect to meet the world-famous evil king just after I went out."

"Isn't this lucky?" Su Han smiled, "When you meet someone else, you may have changed from a girl to a woman now."

"Bah!" Huang Rong spat lightly, "Others are not as rascals as Xie Jun!"