Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Ding Busan was startled and jumped back, his heel hitting an iron post on the side of the road.

He hopped twice on one leg, clutching his heel, and when he looked up, he saw the glowing glass dome at the top of the iron pillar, and his eyes widened immediately.

He circled the iron pillar several times, then stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch the glass dome, but his fingertips were still far from the dome.

Just as he was about to jump up, he suddenly received a heavy blow to the back of his head.

"Ouch!"

"What are you doing!"

An elderly woman wearing a red armband suddenly appeared out of nowhere, holding a ticket in one hand and a bamboo stick in the other.

She pointed to the notice board posted under the streetlight.

Didn't you see what was written on the notice?

Climbing on public facilities is prohibited!

Damaging a street light will result in a fine of ten cents!

"Are you new here? Show me your pass!"

Ding Busan covered the back of his head, looking aggrieved, and pointed to several martial arts practitioners who were also watching the streetlights nearby, saying:

"I was just looking, I didn't break anything..."

Besides, they were watching, why didn't you hit them?

The older woman wasn't buying it at all.

"They only looked, they didn't touch it!"

You touched it!

Give me the money!

Ten coins!

Ding Busan rummaged in his pocket for a while, then pulled out ten coins, handed them to the old woman, and slunk away.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

Ding Busan rubbed the back of his head, looking aggrieved, and muttered something.

"I've never been hit like this by a woman in my entire life."

The other cultivators around him laughed so hard they almost fell over when they saw his aggrieved expression.

A rogue cultivator patted him on the shoulder and laughed:

"Brother Ding, your lightness skill is unparalleled, how come you couldn't even dodge an old lady?"

Ding Busan stubbornly argued:

"Everyone in the underworld knows that the last person you should mess with is a woman, especially a fierce one!"

The crowd laughed even harder.

Before the laughter had even subsided, another incident occurred across the street.

A burly man with a fierce face was stopped by an old man wearing a red armband, who said he was spitting on the ground and fined him five coins.

The burly man shoved the old man's hand away, cursing under his breath:

"I've been spitting in the capital for over a decade, and nobody has ever dared to do anything to me!"

What kind of place is this?!

The old man didn't argue with him and turned to leave.

In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, a team of Flying Tigers members emerged from the street corner and pinned the burly man to the ground.

The burly man's companions squeezed into the crowd to watch the spectacle, one of them muttering to himself:

"How about we go up and talk to them?"

The leader immediately slapped him:

"Theory my ass!"

Didn't you see the notice at the city gate?

"Sir, I'm innocent! I'll pay the fine right away!"

The burly man was dragged up from the ground, his hands handcuffed behind his back, and his voice trembled with fear.

Zhou Ping waved his hand expressionlessly:

It's too late.

Endangering public safety is an even more serious crime.

He was taken to the county detention center, detained for three days, and fined fifty taels of silver.

After the burly man was taken away, Zhou Ping turned around, glanced at the crowd of onlookers, and raised his voice, saying:

"Listen up, everyone. The rules of Lianhai County are not just for show."

The ways you operate in the martial arts world won't work here.

If you want to stay here, you have to follow the rules.

Before the burly man's companions could say anything, Zhou Ping drew his pistol and fired a shot into the ground, sending up a cloud of cement debris.

When his companions saw the fist-sized crater on the ground, they immediately raised their hands, quickly took out their silver coins, and obediently paid the fine.

After crossing the main street, the group arrived at the newly built inn in Lianhai County.

The innkeeper greeted us with a broad smile and expertly introduced the place:

"Welcome to Lianhai Inn, esteemed guests!"

A standard room costs ten taels of silver per night, and a suite costs twenty taels of silver per night. Payment is required in advance, and no credit is accepted.

The guesthouse is equipped with electric lights, running water, a private bathroom, and 24-hour hot water, ensuring your comfort!

"Ten taels of silver a night?"

This would be enough to stay in the best inn in the capital!

Xiong Kaishan shouted loudly from behind.

The waiter responded with a smile, neither humble nor arrogant:

"Sir, do the inns in the capital have electric lights?"

Is there running water? Is there a flush toilet?

Our Lianhai Inn boasts facilities that are unparalleled in the world; ten taels of silver is an absolute bargain.

As soon as he finished speaking, people in the crowd scrambled to slap their silver coins onto the counter:

"I want a standard room!"

"I want two!"

"Are there any suites left? I'd like one!"

Seeing this, Xiong Kaishan immediately started cursing and took out his money, afraid that there wouldn't be any rooms available later.

Ding Busan snatched a standard room on the second floor, grabbed the key, and dashed upstairs. Halfway there, he turned back like a whirlwind, leaned against the counter, and stared wide-eyed.

"Hey buddy, what's that round plate on the wall in the room?"

The waiter put down his ledger and patiently explained:

"Sir, that's an electric light."

Do you see that rope over there? Pull it once and it lights up; pull it again and it goes out.

Ding Busan's eyes widened even more, and he leaned forward:

"No fire needed?"

No oil needed?

Where did the light come from?

The waiter scratched his head and sincerely said that he really couldn't explain it, but anyway, it was good stuff, and the customer would know once he tried it.

Xiong Kaishan entered the room and was first drawn to the round plate on the wall.

He reached out and pulled the rope beside him. With a click, the light came on, illuminating the entire room.

Pull it again, and the light goes out.

He pulled the lever several times, squinting and peering into the bulb each time it lit up, trying to find where the flame was hiding. But he found nothing, only a soft white light shining through the glass dome.

He struggled for a while before giving up, then turned to examine the bed, slamming his butt down heavily on the mattress, which bounced him off.

He jumped up in fright, his hands turning into claws as he scratched the mattress repeatedly, revealing the white cotton and sections of iron rings inside.

He flicked the iron ring, which bounced back with a clatter. He scratched his head and muttered:

"Could it be a trap?"

After muttering to himself and observing for a while, seeing that there was no danger, he lightly jumped up, bounced a couple of times, and finding it somewhat interesting, he then carefully lay down on it.

Ding Busan went straight into the bathroom after entering the room.

There was a wooden lid on the white porcelain object in the corner. He lifted the lid, and underneath was a pool of clear water.

He tried pressing the button on the wall next to him, and water rushed down with a whoosh, startling him so much that he jumped back a step. He then leaned back, lifted the lid, and looked inside, only to find that after the water disappeared, a pool of clear water had appeared.

He rinsed it three times in a row, squatting down to study how the water flowed out of the pipe, muttering to himself as he studied it:

"This place is cleaner than the best bathhouse in the capital."

Where does this water come from? Where does this pipe lead?

Even the wells in Lianhai County are so particular about their drinking water!