A quarter of an hour later, Lin Dong appeared at the gate of Prince Rong's mansion.

The guards are communicating.

A moment later, an old man in a black brocade robe appeared at the door and shouted softly, "Young Master Lin."

Lin Dong bowed, "Three Butlers."

The Rongwang Mansion has a great family and a large business, with a total of eight housekeepers. This old man ranks third and has a very high status in the Rongwang Mansion.

And he is responsible for the food and daily life of the prince Liang Dong.

Nodding at Lin Dong, the third butler smiled a little and said, "Mr. Lin, please follow me!"

Lin Dong followed him into Prince Rong's Mansion.

Until a yard.

This yard covers an aurora, which is several times larger than the royal mansion. Even if it is just a courtyard wall, it is unique and magnificent.

Compared with Liang Siqi's quiet yard, this yard is countless times more luxurious.

"Jinxiuyuan."

Such a plaque is hung at the gate of the courtyard.

Outside the wall, there are martial artists wearing black robes every ten meters. I think there are many secret whistles in the dark.

The place of King Rong’s Mansion is really considered a dragon’s and tiger’s den.

Once you enter the yard, you can see pavilions, towers, countless rockery, water pavilions, and the vastness of the earth and wood.

If Lu Fang came here by himself, he would probably get lost in minutes.

Lin Dong always followed the third housekeeper, lowering his head slightly, and looking straight.

"Your Highness, Mr. Lin is here."

When I arrived at a certain place in the yard, in front of a room, the three butlers bowed slightly to the inside.

Liang Dong's voice came from inside, "Come in!"

The third butler gently pushed open the door, and the light was transmitted, "Please, Mr. Lin."

"Thank you."

Lin Dong walked into the house.

Prince Liang Dong was sitting in front of the desk, with his legs resting on the desk. His body slowly swayed with the rocking chair, looking careless.

Lin Dong actually knelt down and said, "Lin Dong has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Um."

Liang Dong waved his hand, his expression was far less frivolous than when he was in front of Lu, and he seemed a little deeper, "Get up, how did you do what you told you?"

Lin Dong said: "Your Highness, you have already done it. Then Lu Fang... only bought the marrow washing pill."

Liang Dong raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, "I understand, go down!"

"yes."

Lin Dong agreed obediently, got up and walked outside.

When I went out, I felt relieved quietly.

Liang Dong was inside the house, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up, muttering: "Is this guy really accepted as an apprentice by that master..."

Gradually, he returned to his careless appearance.

...

The next day.

Lu Fang left Dengke Bookstore.

He was not idle this night when he was in the bookstore. In addition to rubbing his tendons and veins, and meditating and practicing, he also wrote "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio Four" overnight.

When I handed it to Xu Zhen in the morning, Xu Zhen's eyes shone brightly, and he kept telling Lu Fang that he could just wait for the name of Shilang Jushi to become famous in Dayu.

Lead the horse out of the city.

Lu Fang did not forget to bring some food to Zhu'er, Fu'er, Chen Youxi and the others on the street. Although it was found in the Liangpin shop, this was a dedication.

"drive!"

After leaving the city, he rode his horse and galloped.

Not long after, it was more than ten miles away from Tanzhou City. Even with the prosperity of Tanzhou City, the official roads more than ten miles away were quite secluded.

There are mountains on both sides, and the official road is only more than three meters long. It winds along the foot of the mountain.

Two martial artists were squatting on the road, with their weapons placed aside at will.

Seeing Lu Fang riding his horse, the two looked at each other. Then they picked up their weapons, stood up and walked to the middle of the official road.

"Well!"

Lu Fang didn't know what tricks these two people were making. He rode his horse closer. Seeing that these two guys had no intention of avoiding them, he hurriedly stopped the horse.

He frowned slightly and asked, "What do you mean by both?"

Looks like it looks familiar.

Then I suddenly remembered where I had seen these two people.

It was at last night's auction.

Treasure hunt?

This world is so chaotic!

Lu Fang's eyes gradually became gloomy.

He thought of the world so beautifully before.

Only then did I realize that this was a much crueler world than my previous life. Because the technological level here was destined to have many loopholes in the jurisdiction of the government.

Take this at this time, if these two guys killed themselves here, the government would probably not have found their traces.

The actions of the two martial artists also confirmed Lu Fang's speculation.

The two of them pulled out their weapons at the same time. The middle-aged man with a slight scar on his face on his left said, "Leave the marrow-cleaning pill, you go."

Are the lower-class martial artists in this era doing so poorly?

In order to kill someone to seize treasure for the marrow cleaning pill.

Lu just didn't believe that they would really let him go, and frowned and said, "I don't believe that you would let me go. Are you... not afraid of the government's investigation?"

"Oh."

The scar man said, "There is no one here. If you kill you, what can the government find?"

He really didn't plan to let Lu Fang leave alive.

The dark man who looked younger on the right said, "Stop talking nonsense, kill him!"

This guy is not a qualified villain!

Shouldn't the villain die from talking too much?

Lu Fang was actually a little nervous.

I'm not afraid of these two martial artists.

He could tell without thinking that these two guys were not so powerful.

If it is powerful, it would not be necessary to kill people for those nobles or guard the marrow cleaning pill.

I was just a little confused about how to solve the current situation.

Did you kill these two people?

In his previous life, he even killed few chickens.

At this time, the two martial artists did not give Lu Fang time to hesitate. Seeing that Lu Fang did not move, the two of them rushed towards Lu Fang together.

His feet stomped on the ground, making a dull sound.

The sword light was refracted in Lu Fang's eyes.

He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

"Hold!"

"Extract the Type 64 Pistol!"

No choice.

Lu Fang knew that he would not be the opponent of these two guys. Faced with this crisis of death, he was extremely nervous and had a strong sense of anger.

Why do anyone want to kill himself?

He even forgot how many times he had faced life threats after traveling to this world.
To be continued...