No cheat code, right? I'll make one myself.

"What crime did you commit? It doesn't make sense. Generally, tattoos are placed on the face, but yours was on the arm. Are you trying to look cool?"

In Yunlin, while watching the tattooed man talking, another man stood up and was about to attack him from behind. However, Yunlin bent down, picked up the knife that had fallen on the ground, and then with a little force of his fingers, he curled up the knife.

Then he turned around a little.

"Are you sure you want to talk to me about the sneak attack? It won't do anything to me, but it will anger me and it will have some effect on your height."

"I'm talking about breaking those legs."

As Yunlin spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly, and an indescribable aura emanated from him, which immediately froze him in place.

When Yunlin turned around to speak, he heard a whistling sound of wind. He stepped back a little and a green brick brushed past his nose.

"Blue bricks?"

Looking at the brick in the tattooed man's hand, Yunlin showed a hint of nostalgia.

Unlike the red bricks that modern people understand, the green bricks are slightly black, but the whole body feels extremely solid.

"If this brick can survive until 2000 years later, it can barely be considered a cultural relic, but the prerequisite is that it can survive until then."

Yunlin moved lightly, and even though he was carrying Mu Geng on his back, he still didn't feel very light. He came in front of the tattooed man at an extremely fast speed, stretched out his hand to hold the brick in his hand, and then exerted slight force.

I just felt that the stone I was holding was about to be crushed. I couldn't help but feel pain and let go of the brick in my hand. After Yunlin got the brick, he placed it in front of him and took a look. It was slightly different from the blue brick he saw in his memory. This was easy for me to understand. After all, although it was left over from ancient times, the composition of the world should not be the same, and the level of science and technology and culture should also be different.

"But people haven't changed at all. From ancient times, people used to throw stones to survive. As they developed, even after the level of technology improved, they still liked to use blunt instruments to attack."

Yunlin looked at the green brick in his hand and put it into his Qiankun bag. Although this thing was of no value, it would be inappropriate to just throw it anywhere. He also didn't know where this person got it from.

"What moves do you have now?"

Yunlin ignored the tattooed man who was standing there in a daze, blowing air with his hands folded, and turned to look at the scarred man who was retreating.

"Here's a piece of advice for you. It's best not to move anymore. Otherwise, what happens to you is not something I can decide. It's determined by the hardness of your body."

Yunlin looked at the scarred man who was retreating, patted the wooden root behind him lightly, adjusted the position of the wooden root on his back, and said in a calm tone. As soon as he spoke this very calm tone, the scarred man stopped instantly.

The fighting power that Yunlin had shown before had already frightened him. He could clearly see his speed with his eyes, but he had no chance to react.

When Yunlin took action, he also tried to take on the perspective of his two younger brothers, but found that if it was him facing Yunlin, there would still be no change. The person lying on the ground or holding his hands and blowing would become him.

"That's right. Don't worry. I'm not a bloodthirsty person. Although I have the strength, I won't kill anyone unless you provoke me. This time you took the initiative to provoke me. But I don't intend to take your lives. First, it's too conspicuous to do it in the city. The city lord of this world may not care about you, but if you appear in the city, as a murderer, it will definitely cause panic among others. For the sake of their own rule, they will inevitably expand the search range. Although I'm not afraid, it will cause me some trouble after all."

"Secondly, if I really am a murderer, you would have lost your lives the moment you attacked me. But I am not indifferent to life to that extent. I called you here because I want to ask you something. If you can satisfy me, there may be some rewards. If you don't cooperate, you may have to suffer."

The tattooed man and the scarred man looked at each other, then hesitantly walked towards Yunlin, but looking at their expressions, they seemed still a little worried.

Yunlin didn't care and started talking to himself:

"Let me ask first, what are your two names?"

The scarred man and the tattooed man looked at each other again. The tattooed man took a step forward and bowed to Yunlin:

"Brother, my name is Liu San, and his name is Chen Liu."

The tattooed man looked at Yunlin and spoke stiffly.

After hearing this, Yunlin frowned slightly, then waved his hand and said to the tattooed man Liu San:

"Do you two have any cultural names? If it's inconvenient, forget it."

Hearing Yunlin's words, Liu San's eyes flickered slightly, and then he looked at Yunlin cautiously and said:

"Brother, my name is Liu San and his name is Chen Liu. These are the names given by our parents."

"So you guys are still brothers, what about him?"

When he heard the two names, Yunlin didn't care and pointed to his younger brother behind him.

"His name is Lin Er. We are not brothers. The things I usually do are what you saw earlier."

"02? This name reminds me of someone."

Well, although Yunlin knew which two words it represented, the pronunciation reminded him of the heroine of a certain anime. Then he shook his head, temporarily putting aside the memory that popped up from nowhere, and asked.

"First question, what are the prices in Daxia? What is the currency conversion rate?"

After hearing Yun's first question, the two looked at each other, not understanding why Yun Lin asked these questions. While they were stunned, Lin Er behind them had already spoken:

"The prices in Daxia are getting higher and higher. Now, for ordinary people in Yancheng, it takes about one tael of silver to live for a year. If it were more than 30 years ago, that would be a year's living, and the prices would only be within half a tael of silver."

"The exchange rate between currencies is 1000 copper coins for one tael of silver, and taels of silver for one tael of gold."

"1000 to 1? It's slightly different from what I remembered. However, the price increase cannot be judged based on these two sentences. After all, the price of commodities in the capital of a dynasty should be 1 to 2 times higher than other places. If there is a disaster year, the price will rise even more sharply. However, according to the information Mingyue said, there should be no disaster years in recent years, but it is not ruled out that there has been a disaster. But she is a wealthy family and does not care."

Yunlin analyzed to himself, then turned around, looked at Lin Xin and continued to ask: "Then let me ask you, what is the national situation of Daxia in recent years? Has there been any disaster or war?"

"I don't know about the disaster, but the war started a year ago, and it was a war against Yanhua."

"do not know?"

The first piece of news he heard from Lin Er made him even more confused. Generally speaking, even if Wang Chao tried his best to cover it up, he still couldn't hide the news. After all, when the victims were facing a life-and-death situation, they would gather in various places or the capital. When the victims appeared, it meant that the famine had arrived.

Afterwards, Yunlin remembered the strange place outside Yancheng and instantly understood.

Unlike the ancient scenes he knew, there were strange climate disturbances around Yancheng.

There would be obvious body reversal when riding in a carriage, not to mention the victims walking on foot. They might have died on the way before they even passed through that strange area.

"As for the war, it is hard to tell whether what we saw was the battlefield itself. It could be a self-directed and self-acted war, or a change of dynasty, which was used by the rulers as an excuse to cover up the uprising."

Yunlin roughly figured out something from these two pieces of news, but it also led to more unknown things. But then he asked his third question.

"Is there any big family with the surname Ming in Yancheng?"