"The people from Jinyiwei said that they didn't come back to Tongfu Inn in the evening. Linghu Chong didn't come to me for a drink after saying that he had finished his work. It seems that the two sides are fighting. According to the time, tonight is the day when the Lin family will be exterminated, and then there will be
Linghu Chong escaped, met Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, and obtained the song "Swordsman of the Swordsman". He met Feng Qingyang of the Huashan Sword Sect again, and obtained the inheritance of the Dugu Nine Swords."
Looking at the setting sun in the west, Wang Xu silently counted the time and thought about how he should act.
Among them, Wang Xu had no intention of getting involved in the massacre of the Lin family. All he cared about was the Zixia magic power and Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords.
According to Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun should arrive tomorrow night, which coincides with Linghu Chong's plot.
Wang Xu thought that he could first try to seize the Zixia magic power, and then fight with Linghu Chong to inherit the Dugu Nine Swords. Finally, if he had time, he could also figure out how to get the second volume of the Yi Jin Jing from the Shaolin Temple.
Of course, this is all about tomorrow and the future. The top priority is to fill our stomachs first.
Pushing open the door, Wang Xu came downstairs, planning to have something to eat first.
When I got downstairs, I saw Lao Bai and others surrounding Tong Xiangyu. Everyone was talking about something.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Lao Bai and others gathered together, Wang Xu asked a little strangely.
Lu Xiucai took the initiative to come closer and said in a low voice: "Something big happened. You gave Li Dazui the iron sand palm secret book, and Li Dazui showed off to the world, talking about what he did after learning martial arts. The shopkeeper listened.
, kept it in mind, thinking that since everyone knows martial arts, she wouldn’t be so embarrassed.
So, the shopkeeper rummaged through the box and found the martial arts secret book left by the Hengshan sect to Mo Xiaobei, and planned to learn two moves from it. But something happened. The shopkeeper took the martial arts secret book and looked at the candle. Whoever thought of it burned the secret book.
Yes, if Xiaobei knows this, he won’t cry to death. Now everyone is trying to figure it out.”
Mo Xiaobei is the granddaughter of Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan Sect, and Tong Xiangyu is the granddaughter-in-law of Mr. Mo Da.
However, before getting married, Mr. Mo Da's grandson Mo Xiaobao died. Tong Xiangyu became a widow without even entering the wedding room, so she took Mo Xiaobei to live in Qixia Town.
Therefore, Mo Xiaobei has the Hengshan sect's martial arts secret book, which is a few Hengshan sword techniques for Mo Xiaobei to practice.
On weekdays, Mo Xiaobei goes to a girls' school, and the secret book is left with Tong Xiangyu. As a result, Tong Xiangyu was stimulated by Li Dazui, and she also had the idea of practicing martial arts. Unexpectedly, the secret book was burned before the martial arts was completed.
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"Shopkeeper, I think this is it. Let's send a letter to Hengshan and ask them to send another secret book. As long as Xiaobei doesn't know about it, she won't make trouble." Lao Bai was the first to speak and spoke out his own
method.
Tong Xiangyu nodded for a while after hearing the sound, and then became discouraged and said: "The Hengshan sect is thousands of miles away from here. The letter is being sent and the secret book is being sent. It will take at least ten days and a half. In these ten days and a half, if Xiaobei asks
What should I do if she gets up? This secret book is a relic left to her by her brother. If she knows that the secret book is burned, she will cry to death?"
"What should we do? The secret book has been burned, so we can't conjure it up for her, right?" Guo Furong interrupted, causing everyone to nod.
Tong Xiangyu covered her face and cried, hitting her thighs again and again, crying: "Why was I so careless, Xiaobei, sister-in-law, I'm sorry for you!"
"Don't cry, let's do this. While we send a letter to the Hengshan sect, we will find a painter to draw a sword manual. Xiaobei usually doesn't take martial arts seriously at all. When she asked, she would first use the fake sword manual to fool her, and then wait until ten
Half a month later, the real sword manual was sent from the Hengshan Sect. If you didn't tell me, I didn't tell you, and everyone didn't tell me, how could Mo Xiaobei know about it!" Lao Bai's title was Thief Saint, and he soon became
Came up with a weird idea.
When the people around heard this, they thought this method could be tried. As long as they deceived the sword for ten days and a half, the real sword manual would be sent from the Hengshan sect. Who would know if it could be replaced at that time?
"This is a good idea, Lao Bai. Go and ask a painter to come over. We have to draw a sword manual as quickly as possible, otherwise Xiaobei will be late when he comes back from school tomorrow." Tong Xiangyu was radiant and encouraged Bai Zhantang to find a painter.
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Wang Xu stood aside and was secretly shocked. The scene in front of him was clearly the plot of "The Painter", the thirty-fifth episode of Wulin Gaiden.
If the plot is correct, the painter Lao Bai will find soon will be the number one master in Wulin Gaiden, a divine painter who disappears at a sudden glance.
The Divine Painter only appeared once in the entire plot, and was later crowned the number one master. Even Guo Juxia, the chief arrester of the Six Sects, and Gongsun Wulong, the leader of the Sunflower Sect, were slightly inferior in everyone's minds.
But Wang Xu had inquired about it. Guo Juxia was in charge of the six gates, checking and balancing the entire world. He was like a magic needle that fixed the sea in the world. He was a 100% master-level expert.
However, in the words of the divine painter, Guo Juxia's martial arts are just okay. From this sentence, it is revealed that the painter's martial arts are much higher than Guo Juxia's.
"The painter that Lao Bai hired later, if I knew this great painter, he would have won the jackpot today!" Wang Xu had a calm expression on his face, but he was secretly looking forward to it in his heart.
Half an hour later, Lao Bai ran back from outside, holding a fat old man in his hand.
The fat old man looked to be sixty or seventy years old, with gray hair and a wooden stick in his hand as a crutch. He looked around like a curious baby.
Seeing this man, Wang Xu felt relieved. This painter was indeed a great painter, and Lao Bai really found him.
"Sir, the painter is here!" Lao Bai shouted and helped the painter walk through the door.
Tong Xiangyu was overjoyed, and then looked at the painter, whose clothes were white from washing and had a look of dementia, and asked: "Old man, are you noble?"
"It's not expensive. A painting costs five cents. Just paint it, not frame it. No counter-offers." The painter smiled amiably, and his appearance of Alzheimer's disease became even stronger.
When Bai Zhantang saw this, he quickly came up and explained in a low voice: "The old man is a little hard of hearing, but there is absolutely no problem in painting."
After saying this, Bai Zhantang approached the painter again and said loudly: "Old man, she is asking how old you are!"
"I can only draw, but I can't count. If you want to draw a few pictures, you can just bring some pieces of paper." The painter smiled innocently and nodded to everyone.
Bai Zhantang finally found a solution this time. He patted his forehead lightly and said, "Old man, let's not chat anymore. Let's start painting. After the painting is finished, we will settle the bill."
"I can't draw. I haven't eaten for more than ten days. My stomach is so empty that my hands are trembling with hunger. Let's eat first." The painter was not deaf this time and rubbed his stomach with a flattering expression.
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Tong Xiangyu pulled Bai Zhantang hard, with an unhappy look on his face, and whispered: "Where did you find this old man? He said that he hadn't eaten in more than ten days. Is he confused?"
"It's okay. He looks quite pitiful. Give him something to eat first and let him paint again later." Lao Bai comforted him for a while, then turned to the painter and asked, "What do you always want to eat?"
"I want to eat Dongpo pork elbows, fried red pork, Sixi meatballs, hot kidneys, and fat sausages!" The painter was drooling as he talked, and he didn't even realize it even wet his beard.
Hearing that the request was quite high, Bai Zhantang was not happy and joked: "You haven't eaten for more than ten days. If you eat so greasy, are you not worried about indigestion?"
"Why can't you just warm it up when it's cold? You're young and young, why are you so stingy?" The painter became confused again and looked at Lao Bai with a look of disgust.
Bai Zhantang's face turned bitter. He didn't know whether the painter was really confused or pretending to be confused. He asked, "Shopkeeper, what should I do?"
"Scallions mixed with tofu, radish pickles, and a bowl of bone soup will make you worthy of him." Tong Xiangyu also felt that the painter was looking for trouble, and dismissed him with a few words.
"Wait, just do as he says!"
Before Tong Xiangyu could tell him to go down, Wang Xu came up from behind, smiled at the painter and said, "Old man, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."