You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 195 Xianyang Conference
The ship needs three days at sea.

Compared to the wilderness mountain roads, the sea route in Daliang is actually safer.

When traveling in the wilderness and in troubled times, there may be bandits on the road. If you cannot shout a slogan when you meet them, you will have to hand over your money and food obediently. If you behave well, not only will your life not be harmed, but some bandits will even exchange their axes for food, which is called "trading."

If they can match the number, the thieves will naturally not rob. Instead, they will inquire more and if they find it difficult, they will just shout "see you again" and not bother those who can fight.

Of course, you will also encounter those ruthless people who are new to the business and don’t know a penny about the rules of the underworld.

If you meet this group of people, it's easy to see blood.

It’s different at sea.

The cost of robbing at sea is high, and it requires a sturdy large ship and an island that can provide constant supplies.

Large, sturdy ships might exist, but islands with supplies were hard to imagine.

For this reason, Zuo Chen also consulted the captain and asked him about the precautions at sea:

"There is no deep sea here nowadays! The entire navigable sea is only four or five hundred miles. Beyond that, there are continuous thunderstorms and dark clouds, full of huge waves. Large ships will be smashed to pieces, not to mention smaller ships. And there are no small islands in the other four or five hundred miles, so it is not easy to travel. Whether you are a fisherman or a businessman, you usually just go back and forth along the east coast."

After listening to the old captain's words, Zuo Chen understood why the route was so peaceful.

It is impossible for pirates to appear on this kind of route, and they simply cannot survive.

There are no demons or fairies on the main channel that can summon wind and rain to destroy merchant ships.

The entire sea route depends on whether God is willing to provide this meal. If there is strong wind or heavy rain, it won't work. Otherwise, it is peaceful.

It’s good to be safe and sound, and Zuo Chen will be even happier if there are no accidents on the road.

On the first day, I watched the sea view; on the second day, I called Caiyi, Donkey and Zhu Laoba and talked to them about cultivation; on the third day, I meditated and spent the days on the boat.

Finally, we sailed downstream to Yuzhou and disembarked at the coastal port of Dexing Town. This town is close to the West Gate of Yuzhou's big city. It is a town that developed based on the port and is prosperous and peaceful.

Before this, Li Ji had contacted Li Yu, the Prince of Jing of Yuzhou, through the Thousand Mile Message Incense. Due to the long distance between them, the two did not talk much. They just said a few words of happiness, and Li Ji told Li Yu everything.

Li Yu knew that Zuo Chen was coming, so he specially prepared people in Dexing to pick him up.

However, when Zuo Chen got off the boat and arrived at the port, he was confused by the scene in front of him.

He didn't find anyone to contact him.

It’s not that no one came.

But there are too many people from Dexing!

No one knew what was going on in Dexing Town. At a glance, it was crowded with people, all wearing clothes that were convenient for traveling, as if a large group of gangsters had gathered there.

It is definitely not the lively place a town should be.

If it were just a port, it would be like Baichuan, with the most people in the morning and evening.

It's nothing like it is now, with people piled up like bees on a beehive, looking scary.

Zuo Chen felt a little pain in his head.

In my previous life, if I had a sudden impulse to pack my bags and go out for a trip during holidays and visited some famous tourist attraction, the situation would probably be something like this.

But how many people were there in the previous life? How many people are there in Daliang? Crowded situations were common in the previous life, but it was really a novelty to see them in Daliang.

Caiyi also took a breath of cold air:

"When I led the refugees away from Xuzhou, the number of people was about the same as here, but they were all starving at the time and were attracted by the wheat. What kind of wheat is there in this place that can attract them here?"

Zhu Lao Ba was the most direct. He pulled over a young man who was there to join in the fun and asked:
"Hey, kid, what happened? Why are there so many people gathered here?"

The young man who was pulled over wore a traveler's hat and was relatively strong, looking like a young warrior. He was still a little unhappy after being caught, and when he turned his head and saw Zhu Laoba's figure, which was taller and stronger than him, he suppressed the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth.

He squeezed for a long time and finally managed a smile:
"Hero, I haven't seen you before. Are you here for the Xianyang Conference as well?"

"Xianyang Conference? What is this?"

"Ah? Then what are you doing here?"

The young man scratched his head, seemingly not knowing what a reckless man like Zhu Laoba could be doing here.

Seeing Zhu Laoba's unfriendly look, the young man explained:

"This Xianyang Conference is a water and land conference for the Jianghu, inviting friends from the nearby Jianghu to come here to meet friends through martial arts and exchange ideas. It is also one of the more famous water and land conferences in recent years.

"It only happens once every eight years, but it's getting worse every year." The young man said, "I heard from my elders that thirty-two years ago, all the famous and upright sects in the martial arts world would gather in Yuzhou, dance with swords and have a great time.

"Twenty-four years ago, Kyoto was in a bit of chaos, and the Xianyang Conference also suffered setbacks, with more than half the number of participants. Sixteen years ago, the conference was simply stopped, and no one came at all. It was not until eight years ago that the Yanxun Gang reorganized the Xianyang Conference and it was reopened, but the people who came were just casual visitors from the martial arts world."

"Then why are there so many people here today?" asked Zhu Laoba.

It doesn't look like there are only idle wanderers here.

"Hey, this Xianyang Conference is indeed a little different." The young man is a sincere man and said directly:
"A month ago, someone found a small courtyard in the woods near Dexing City, and found a fragment of a scroll in the courtyard. It was so wonderful that it must be a treasure. But there were many people at the time, and a group of people wanted to occupy it privately, so they fought and several people died. They were arrested by the government." After checking, I found out that the small courtyard belonged to the capital. I don't know why no one had discovered it for so many years. The people in the government also wanted to take away the things in the capital, but how could the people in the underworld who found out about this allow it?
"They didn't dare to fight the government, so they just told everyone about everything. As a result, word spread quickly. Those who were capable wanted to come and sort out the remaining files in the capital, and those who were not so capable also wanted to come and see the excitement. So they all gathered here under the pretext of the Xianyang Conference."

“So many people gathered in the end?”

"Yeah. Everyone who heard the news came here."

"Well, are there enough for you guys?"

"Well, it's good enough to see the heritage of the capital. If we really go, there won't be so many capable people who can snatch the fragments. Besides, I think once it's in the hands of the government, don't expect them to spit it out. Even though there are so many gangsters gathered here, they won't dare to charge the government if they are really asked to."

After the young man explained the reason why people gathered here, he looked at Zhu Laoba cautiously.

Zhu Laoba no longer held the young man and let him move freely.

The other party breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists and said goodbye, then merged into the crowd and disappeared with the flow.

"Master, that's probably what happened."

Zuo Chen frowned slightly.

Fragments of the capital.

Zuo Chen was indeed interested in the methods left behind by the capital. Rather than learning, he wanted to know what was left behind in the capital and whether there was any trace of the bitter sea qi above.

The fragment that Tang Qi got at that time was contaminated with a lot of bitter sea qi, which caused the contents of the entire fragment to be altered.

If this fragment has similar problems...

Whoever gets it will be in trouble.

Looking at these martial artists from afar, Zuo Chen could see that the atmosphere among them was somewhat tense. Some indeed came here to make friends through martial arts, but most of them came here for the legendary treasure.

It is impossible that all of these people are from the declining famous families in the martial arts world. The majority of them are people from all walks of life.

Zuo Chen looked around twice more, but unfortunately there were too many people and he didn't see the messenger sent by Li Yu. So he decided to go to the county government office and take a look at the incomplete scroll from the capital directly.

Pat the Donkey and let it use the Shrinking the Earth into an Inch technique.

It does not reduce the distance traveled, but increases the distance between others and the donkey cart.

In this bustling crowd, Donkey Master pulled his cart as if he were walking on flat ground, yet he did not attract any attention at all.

Occasionally, a few people with better abilities would look at the donkey cart with a slightly strange look, but they would quickly retract their gazes and not take this strange group of people seriously.

……

The noisy crowd startled the seabirds that had landed at the harbor. When the seabirds were startled and flew away, they flew into the city and landed on the city wall, staring with a pair of eyes that did not understand the world, reflecting the bustling crowd of wanderers on the street.

The number of people here is actually smaller than that at the port. Although there are still wanderers everywhere, most of them give the county government some face and don't gather at the door.

However, all kinds of restaurants nearby were already full of people, and some gangsters often stuck their heads out to look in the direction of the county government, as if they were following someone.

The restaurant closest to the county government office is already filled with people from all walks of life, from beggars and weirdos to scholars and young masters. At a glance, there is everything.

There was a table near the window, where an old beggar and an old woman in luxurious clothes were sitting together. The old beggar stretched his hand towards the fruit plate on the table, but the old woman hit the back of his hand with a small bamboo stick.

And glared a few times:
"I asked you to keep an eye on me, so why did you eat it?"

The old beggar smiled dryly and withdrew his hand:

"It would be so uncomfortable if you didn't eat fruits and vegetables."

"Eat, eat, eat, all you know is eat!" The old woman said angrily, "You old fool, you know how dangerous that fragment is. If that thing really gets into the world, many people will die! God knows what kind of demon will be born!"

"What can I do? If I go out on the street and shout that the Beijing Fragments are in danger, who would believe me?"

Hearing this, the old woman also fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed helplessly:
"Human hearts are like this. We can't expect a god who can move mountains and fill the sea to break the evil curse on the fragments. We can only slowly collect it ourselves."

"You are just too obsessed. You are still doing this at your age." The old beggar wanted to reach out to touch the fruits again, "Just come with me and watch the fun."

"If I just watch the fun, who else can get rid of the book disaster?"

The old woman slapped the old beggar's hand again:
"Don't eat it."

The old beggar laughed dryly.

Helplessly, he could only turn his head and look out the window at the scenery.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, I don’t know if the old beggar was mistaken.

He seemed to see...

Is there a donkey cart coming this way?
(End of this chapter)