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

Chapter 517 Qingshui County

Du Yu learned some important information from Zhang Xian.

As a branch of the Zhang family, they only have the secret book for the body-building part of "Golden Wind Jue". If you want the inner strength realm, you can only go to the direct lineage of the imperial capital to find it, and you may not be able to get it.

Zhang Xian told him all the clichéd and bloody battles between concubines and concubines and all kinds of dirty things in the family without reservation.

Du Yu frowned after hearing this. He lost interest when he heard that the direct lineage of the imperial capital also required a person from the branch lineage to marry, and that the technique would only be given after making meritorious deeds.

"Golden Wind Jue" is good, but it's not so good that he has to compromise. There are so many martial arts and martial arts in the world that there is no need to hang himself from a tree.

The five realms of physical exercise and the five realms of inner strength, as their names suggest, one is for tempering the body and the other is for tempering the five internal organs.

In fact, he also had a guess about the cultivation method of the Inner Strength Realm, which was nothing more than infiltrating and stimulating the five internal organs with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the extreme world.

It's just that he currently lacks a reference manual and is unwilling to easily use his own body for experiments.

"Old man, I want to stay in the county for a while." Du Yu said.

Zhang Xian thought for a moment, nodded and said: "That's fine. There is an auction house and a black market in the county. Wenyuan, you are a very lucky person, and you might be able to find other techniques. If it had been before, I would never have allowed you to go Qingshui County, although our Zhang family has some business in the county, our influence is not great, unlike in Lingyun County, you can keep yourself safe no matter how much you do."

"Don't worry, old man, I have long since said goodbye to my past life and will no longer mess around." Du Yu said.

"Wen Yuan, you are the only one in our family. You have to think twice before doing anything... But if you really want to buy a secret book, you can take the gold and silver in the secret room." Zhang Xian said.

"Old man, you really have good intentions." Du Yu said, feeling a little touched by the other party's affection for licking the calf.

I thought to myself that since I had devoured the body of the original owner, I would fulfill my filial piety on his behalf and protect the glory of the Zhang family for the rest of my life.

Three days later, Du Yu rushed to Qingshui County with Zhang Hu and Li Bu, and he had an extra stack of banknotes in his hand, which Zhang Xian had given him before leaving.

Because they were traveling with the Zhang family's own caravan, they didn't deliberately bring any guards.

Since we were taking the official road, the road was relatively peaceful.

Ordinary thieves will know the strength of the caravan when they see the flag of the caravan, and most of them will not take action. Those who occasionally take action are probably not the opponents of the convoy.

Even when I occasionally stayed in the wilderness at night, I didn't see anyone with ill intentions.

Du Yu felt quite regretful. He had seen many strange secrets, but he had never seen one in two and a half years of time traveling.

However, seeing that Zhang Fu, the old steward who led the caravan, would light a stick of incense as thick as a finger every time he set up camp for the night, he knew that the rumors were true.

"Uncle Fu, this stick of incense is...?" Du Yu asked as he approached.

"Young master, it's normal for you to be unclear when walking outside. This is a sacred incense. I specially requested it from Qingma Temple. If you stay out at night, you are afraid of bad people and even more strange things." Zhang Fu said.

"Anything else? Let me see." Du Yu said.

Zhang Fu directly took one out of his arms and handed it to his hand, saying: "This incense was consecrated by the monks of Qingma Temple. It can dispel strange things and make people afraid to approach."

Du Yu held it in his hand and observed it carefully. There was a unique smell of sandalwood in his nostrils, but he didn't find anything strange.

Thinking of this, he activated the 'Art of Monitoring' with a thought. When his perspective changed, he suddenly saw an inexplicable aura that seemed to be lingering inside the sandalwood. It was solemn and peaceful, as if the gods and Buddhas in the temple were here.

"Well, it's really a precious incense that has been blessed." Du Yu said and returned the sandalwood to Zhang Fu.

That night the caravan stayed in a ruined temple.

Just in case, Du Yu deliberately released his spiritual consciousness to make sure there was no potential danger before falling asleep.

After a night of silence, he continued to rush towards Qingshui County on the official road the next day.

In fact, this is a daily business trip. If the protagonist of the novel encounters all kinds of things on one trip, I am afraid no one will take the risk to do business, otherwise the little money earned will not be enough to pay for the escort pension.

The five-day journey was uneventful. The Zhang family's caravan only paid a hundred taels of silver in tolls when passing through Crouching Tiger Mountain.

Du Yu looked at the city in Qingshui County and compared it secretly. It was almost the same size as Yunhe County in Tianwu Continent, but the number of people entering and leaving the city was slightly larger. He looked calm, but Zhang Hu and Li Bu looked at everything in the city with interest.

Zhang Fu quickly completed the entry procedures and led a group of people into the city. Of course, after entering the city, Uncle Fu had to go to the trading house to store the trafficked goods, so he had no time to accompany him.

Du Yu did not bother the old housekeeper and rushed home with Zhang Hu and Li Bu according to the memory of the original owner.

In fact, the original owner was the one who was messing around in the county town. It was because Zhang Xian was worried about offending someone he couldn't afford to offend that he brought him back to Lingyun County.

In Qingshui County, the Zhang family can only be considered a second-rate family or a relatively low-ranking family at best, but it is deeply rooted in Lingyun County and is their own territory.

After returning home, he followed the original owner's habit of visiting his mother first, and then returned to his own residence.

Looking at the cleanly cleaned room, I couldn't help but sigh, why are all the villain families in novels so full of family affection?

Du Yu quickly collected the messy thoughts and began to sort out the aspects of Qingshui County in the memory fragments of the original owner.

"If we go through formal channels like the auction house, I am afraid that with the Zhang family's worth and power, it will be difficult to compete with the big families in the county. Even if they have high-level skills, they can only watch. It is better to go to the black market." He complained. .

In fact, in terms of financial resources alone, he has the wealth of several small worlds in his hands, and he is not afraid to compete with anyone. He just has to consider that the Zhang family is not strong enough to take this path.

Even if he could use Qian Huan to change his identity, he didn't want to take the risk. After all, many of his methods couldn't be used in the Yakuza world.

Thinking of this, he decided to pay attention to the treasure hunt in the black market. After all, he had auxiliary spells such as the 'Sight of Monitoring' that he could use.

According to the memory of the original owner, the black market should be on the fifth day of every month. Today is only the first day of the month and there will be a few more days until the market opens.

In this case, he was not in a hurry. As usual, he walked into the study room to check the books he had not read.

Unlike the Zhang family in Lingyun County, there are basically no books on martial arts in the study room in the county. Instead, there are some travel notes, biographies, and even some fantasy novels.

Du Yu didn't choose, he simply took all the unread books back to his bedroom and began to read them carefully.

A few days passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

Du Yu stayed up until dark and put on night clothes, then quietly left Zhang's mansion with Zhang Hu and Li Bu and came to a waterway next to Xijie Fang City.

The waterway is a tributary of the Qingshui River that runs through the city, but it cannot be used by large ships, only small boats such as awning boats.

When we came to the river, there were indeed several awning boats waiting to pick up guests.

The rules of the black market are very simple. If you want to board the boat and go to the black market, you must first pay twenty taels of silver. Firstly, it sets a threshold to prevent anyone from coming. After all, twenty taels of silver is enough for a family of five to live in the county for more than three months.

Secondly, they also got an extra income, which was like borrowing the help of others to help them support the boatmen and thugs.

Du Yu came to the boat and took out six [-]-tael silver notes and handed them over.

The captain's face was covered with black veil and his expression could not be seen clearly. He just nodded and said in a low voice: "Distinguished guests, please come aboard."

Du Yu jumped up and landed gently on the boat. Zhang Hu and Li Bu followed suit and jumped onto the boat and stood quietly behind him.

One master and two servants, at first glance they are both capable people.

The boatman only glanced at it and then silently touched the river bank with his pennies, and the awning boat sailed slowly on the river.

According to the rules of the black market, Du Yu, Zhang Hu and Li Bu sat in the cabin of the ship, tasting the tea on the small table by the light of the oil lamp.

The awning boat swayed, turning left and right, seemingly making many turns, before entering the Qingshui River, and then speeding out of the city.

Du Yu was quietly in the cabin, but in fact he had already secretly made a plan to observe the route of the ship.

Perhaps it was because the night was so dark that even the boatman didn't notice a black crow in the blind corner of his sight.

(End of this chapter)