"excuse me!"
After finishing speaking, he moved a little bit, and led the two disciples away from the 0...
All the Jianghu people present saw this scene, with weird expressions on their faces, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, for fear of being hated by Shaolin Temple.
As for Shen Feiyun, his brows were tightly frowned, it was certain that someone had tampered with it.
"Come here, replace the Shaolin eminent monk's dishes and check carefully, arrest the person who prepared these meals and investigate clearly."
Shen Feiyun waved to the side, and gave a few instructions in a low voice.
After hearing the order, several servants hurriedly replaced the dishes, and at the same time went to the back kitchen to search.
Seeing this scene, Lin Wuyou looked normal.
In front of his eyes, a light blue light curtain jumped out.
[Special long-term mission: 'Follower's wish: take revenge on Shaolin. ']
[Through the host's planning or action, the Shaolin face is lost, and the follower will be randomly rewarded according to the size of the lost face. 】
[Intermediate revenge, reward: follower Dong Tianbao's pulse breaks open'. 】
Seeing that the task was completed, Lin Wuyou didn't rush to receive the reward. After all, breaking through here would be too noisy and inappropriate.
Murong Zi who was beside him was stunned. This Shaolin eminent monk pays most attention to his appearance and all kinds of manners, but this kind of thing happened today?
She glanced at Shen Feiyun, then quickly took out a pen and paper to record.
"All factions of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League's night banquet, Shaolin people had unbearable diarrhea in public after eating and drinking. It is suspected that someone deliberately retaliated. The management of Shenjiazhuang is not strict, and we cannot escape the blame."
She was just talking in her heart, 3.0 didn't say it out.
After all, if this is said, things will be troublesome.
But Shen Feiyun seemed to feel something, and with a glance, he saw Murong Zi writing furiously, and felt very headache.
But she couldn't say anything at this time.
After the incident of Shaolin, everyone didn't have much thought about eating.
After all, there is something wrong with Shaolin's food, who knows if there is something wrong with theirs, and no one dares to eat more.
Lin Wuyou ate a few mouthfuls casually, and then led Dong Tianbao away.
Seeing someone leave, the others followed suit.
"go to bed early!"
Back in the courtyard, Lin Wuyou said something to Dong.
"Thank you sir!"
Dong Tianbao thanked him and went back to his room.
Lin Wuyou also returned to the room. He turned on his system light curtain and received the reward. .
Chapter 128 "A Martial Arts Tournament Is Coming" Lin Wuyou Asking Someone to Borrow a Sword
personal panel.
Lin Wuyou called out in his heart.
Name: Lin Wuyou
Occupation: Deputy Qianhu of Jinyiwei
Age: 22
Realm: Innate Middle Stage
Internal strength: 21 years
.........
Swordsmanship: second-rate martial arts: Liuyun swordsmanship "Dacheng" first-rate martial arts: Kuangfeng swordsmanship "Dacheng" superior martial arts: magic sword cuts Xiaocheng"
.........
[Achievement task: become famous in the world. 】
[Participating in the Jiangnan Martial Arts League competition, every time you defeat an opponent, you will be rewarded with more than 5 points of qualification +[-]! 】
The sword drawing technique has become a magic knife cut, and the proficiency has changed from Dacheng to Xiaocheng.
There are many more system tasks.
The ones that can be cleaned up are the Deer Knife for Delivery, and the Famous Rivers and Lakes. The others are basically long-term tasks.
After glancing at it, Lin Wuyou received the reward given to Dong Tianbao.
In the next room, just as Dong Tianbao lay down, he suddenly felt the internal force in his meridians swell.
He hastily sat up cross-legged, using his internal force to attack the meridians.
Fu Lin Xin Zhizhi, but he just had an impact with his internal force, and his Chong 04 pulse was instantly opened up.
Only after the pulse is opened, he will be able to enter the mid-innate stage.
........................
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and today is the day when the Shen family village and Wugou Villa got engaged.
Regarding Shaolin's unbearable diarrhea in public, there is no reason, but the cook was punished.
But this matter spread throughout the entire Shenjiazhuang, causing the Shaolin people to not go out much for the past three days.
Early in the morning, the whole Shenjiazhuang was decorated with lanterns and festoons, gongs and drums were beating, and there was a commotion.
Lin Wuyou was practicing knives in the yard when a maid in a green skirt walked in.
"Master Lin, half an hour later, the engagement banquet will begin on the martial arts arena in front of the front hall!"
"Got it, I'll pack up and go."
After hearing this, Lin Wuyou stopped swinging the saber, and opened his mouth in response.
After a blessing, the maid went to call the others.
And Lin Wuyou stopped practicing the saber, turned around and went back to the room, wiped his body, then changed into a robe with a white background and gold pattern, and looked at it with the full moon scimitar in his hand.
"It's useless to compete with others, you have to borrow a knife from someone."
Lin Wuyou looked at the divine weapon in his hand, with a troubled expression on his face.
He has been in the room for the past few days and hasn't gone out much.
One is to heal the wound, and the other is to waste the three days of cutting the deer knife.
Now he has an extra ten points of weapon affinity.
There is a more familiar feeling about the round moon scimitar.
In the past, holding this knife was like holding a handy weapon, there was no difference.
But it's different now. Holding the knife, he seems to be able to feel the rhythm of the knife.
Just like holding a person's hand, you can grasp some of his heartbeat and pulse.
Although it is not as good as the arms, it is much better than before.
This made him more aware and flexible about the use of weapons.
"Preferably a dagger or a machete."
Lin Wuyou thought for a while, put the round moon scimitar on the beam, and prepared to go to the venue first.
At that time, just find someone to borrow one.
With his current weapon affinity of ten points, he can quickly adapt to any weapon.
At the door, Dong Tianbao was already waiting.
He was dressed more vigorously today, wearing a black brocade armed bunt, a pure black robe, and a square hat on his head.
"Son!"
"Ok!"
Lin Wuyou responded.
Murong Zi and the others also came out, four girls of four colors.
"Brother Lin, you have to play better today, otherwise I won't be able to write well!"
"Also, why don't you dress up like yesterday?"
Murong Zi came up and looked at Lin Wuyou's outfit today, very surprised.
"Today is a fight, not a banquet."
Lin Wuyou explained, and looked at Ji Yuhua, Die Die, and Haitang, all three of them used swords.
When Murong Zi saw Lin Wuyou's gaze on the three girls beside him, he couldn't help but smirked and said:
"Brother Lin, you won't fall in love with Ji Tuotou and the others! They have high standards, but you are not bad, you can give it a try."
Ji Yuhua was listening, and angrily pushed Murong Zi's shoulder.
"Damn girl, believe it or not, I tore your mouth off!"
Butterfly also giggled, looking at Murong Zi:
"Sister Murong's sweetheart, we don't dare to snatch it, if you write us as that kind of messy woman, wouldn't it be a big loss."
Haitang also nodded repeatedly.
In the past two days, she looked at Murong Zi's manuscript, and it was outrageous.
It's no wonder that Lin Wuyou wants to warn, if this manuscript is exposed, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to leave Shenjiazhuang alive, and they will definitely be assassinated...
"Okay, don't be joking, I was just thinking that there is no weapon in hand, and it will not be convenient to fight later."
"I wanted to see if the three girls used knives, but you all used swords."
More men tease women, and more women tease men.
Lin Wuyou also had no choice but to explain.
Hearing this, Ji Yanhua was stunned.
Handy weapon?
"Uh, Brother Lin, where's your scimitar?"
Murong Zi was also a little surprised.
"That saber won't work, maybe after a few fights, it will be cut off by the sharp weapon in other people's hands. You also know that the other party is a disciple of a big sect, and the weapons must be better than those of ordinary warriors."
Lin Wuyou shook his head.
In the face of lack of absolute strength, if people know that he has a magic weapon, it is estimated that these people do not want to chase Xiao Shishilang, but come to him.
"Um, yes, so what should I do?"
After hearing this, Murong Zi also frowned.
"Look for someone to borrow one, and see if President Shen has that kind of short knife or machete."
Lin Wuyou said nonchalantly.
He was in no hurry.
It is impossible for a martial arts 657 family to have no knives. If he asks to borrow them, the other party will definitely borrow them for the sake of face.
"Short knife?"
Hearing the size of the weapon needed, Murong Zi's eyes lit up.
"This matter is on me, let's go, otherwise it will be too late to record."
Glancing at Murong Zi, Lin Wuyou was a little surprised, but he didn't refuse.
Everyone left together, and went to the martial arts arena outside the front hall under the leadership of the maid.
After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, I arrived at the Martial Arts Arena, and the front could also be said to be crowded with people.
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