When people saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing.
Wen Ping ignored him and continued: "the martial arts association will start the day after tomorrow. You all need to prepare. Lele, Zhao Yi, you have been working hard these days. Don't practice in the daytime. Go to the foot of Yunlan mountain to maintain the order of the scene. Elder Qin, although you are new here, you should also take part in it. "
"The martial arts association?" Asked Qin Shan.
Wen Ping replied, "yes, the target groups are ordinary people in Cangwu city and practitioners who can't join the sect. Help them choose a path of cultivation and point out some people who have gone astray. These instructions are not available to those who do not enter the clan or worship the strong. "
"To waste time on these people?"
Qin is a little confused.
To put it mildly, it's none of his business whether they live or die.
Wen Ping didn't answer this question directly. He changed the subject and said, "I'll cook another dumpling to reward you after the martial arts meeting."
"It's time to cook dumplings again!"
Long live
Qin, including a few people immediately cheered up, especially Qin, that called an excited ah.
However, Qin Shan and Miaoyin are confused and don't understand what they are happy about cooking dumplings.
……
At night, everyone began to move the things needed by the martial arts association to the qiancengjie level according to Wen Ping's instructions, and only to take them tomorrow morning.
It was at this time that Luo Yi went up the mountain in the dark.
When Wen Ping went to meet him, he was carrying a lantern, wriggling his fat body and walking hard up the mountain. He looked like he was lame. I can't bear to see him so tired climbing stairs. Wen Ping directly used his square inch of heaven and earth to condense the road with hundreds of steps into the last ten.
People close, heavy breathing also came.
Without waiting for Luo Yi to speak first, Wen Ping said with a smile, "boss Luo, you still come to the mountain so late to talk about the martial arts association the day after tomorrow?"
"Yes, yes."
Because I didn't breathe enough, I just nodded and answered two words.
Wen Ping leads Luo Yi to the stone table beside the square. As he walks, he says, "sit there and talk."
Luo Yi looked at the square chair and table in his eyes, then followed. After a few breaths, he asked, "master Wen, are those all the things that will be used in the martial arts association the day after tomorrow?"
"Yes."
Luo Yi was silent for a while, and said, "Lord Wen, this meeting may not be held."
Wen Ping looked up at Luo Yi's eyes and asked suspiciously, "what's the matter?"
"Every street sign has been torn today."
"It's OK. Tear it up. As many people can come the day after tomorrow."
"No, they not only tore it up, but also told everyone in the street that any shop or firm was forbidden to trade with immortal sect. At the same time, they also banned the martial arts club and no one was allowed to participate in it. Otherwise, they would be punished for disobedience."
"Who?"
"Hundred alliance."
"Evil tigers are easy to kill, but wolves are hard to deal with." Wen Ping had no choice but to smile in his heart. He expected that the baizong League would not give up, but he didn't expect that the means of revenge would start so soon.
Luo Yi asked, "master Wen, what do you mean by that?"
"It's OK. You go on with your talk."
"Well This time, this time, the hundred clan alliance and the backer clan have been linked, and many people have been sent to block the streets and lanes of Qingshui street. Xiangzi, who posted the notice for you, was caught in the street this evening by the people of baizong League. He was directly hanged in the street for the reason of false propaganda and demagogy. Now people in Qingshui Street are in a panic. No one dares to talk about the wuhui. "
"Shop boy?"
"Yes, his name is Xiangzi."
"What's the point of demagogues?"
"To add to the crime."
After hearing this, Wen Ping laughed and did not continue to ask this question.
Wen Ping stood up and walked towards the thousand layer steps.
When Luo Yi came to the shop boy's home, he could hear a needle falling down quietly in the night, and the angry voice from the room was even more harsh.
"Look at you. What notice do you put up for the immortal sect? They are body refining monks. We are just ordinary people. Can't they do such a small thing themselves?"
"Look at me? What am I doing? Now you're lying here. Has the immortal ever been in charge of you? This medicine, and you this wound, who gave you the money, who helped you put on the ulcer medicine? "
The flickering light of the candle just showed a slender woman's shadow pasted on the window paper. She was pointing to a place, with her other hand in her waist, looking furious.
When Luo Yi heard that the people inside were so fierce and their faces were not good-looking, he immediately said, "master Wen, it's just the angry words of the old lady. I'm not talking about you.""I know."
Wen Ping takes out a hundred gold ticket from his arms and hands it to Luo Yi. Luo Yi's face changes when he sees such a large amount of gold ticket.
Wen Ping said, "go and give the hundred gold to Xiangzi for me, and I won't go in."
"I see."
Luo Yi is surprised to receive the golden ticket.
Wen Ping took out a hundred gold compensation to an ordinary person, which he never expected.
I can only say that this fight is not in vain. It will take their family half their life to get the 100 gold?
Just as he was going to thank Wen Ping for Xiangzi, there was another call of abuse in the room. Luo Yi immediately glanced at the people in the room, but the fire did not come. This incident would have affected him, but he carried it alone. How could a good man like Xiangzi have such a daughter-in-law?
Push open the gate and walk to the door.
"Is that enough?"
Luo Yi scolded angrily and pushed the door.
The door suddenly opens, driving a wind to the oil lamp. The light of the fire flickers. Instead, people in the room can see the backlit face of Luo Yi.
"Boss, why are you here?"
"This is the gold ticket that Lord Wen asked me to send. Use this money to eat something good and support yourself. I don't have much here. I'll give you ten more gold coins. "
After passing the gold ticket, Luo Yi took out ten golden coins from his arms.
At this moment, the shopkeeper burst into tears. He didn't expect that master Wen would remember him and wanted to turn over to thank him. However, because his butt was blooming, he couldn't move, so he had to nod his head on the couch.
Maybe, this is the way he can do it now.
"Thank you, master Wen. Thank you, boss."
Luo Yi nodded, then patted him on the shoulder, glanced at the silent woman next to him, and then said, "take good care of your injury. You can take the money by yourself, and ask your neighbor to buy you what you want."
……
Oh!
The wooden fence closed slowly.
Luo Yi came out of the meeting and asked, "Lord Wen, tomorrow's Martial Arts Conference should be cancelled. No one can afford to be offended by the hundred alliance. "
"Why cancel?"
"But..."
Luo Yi's words were interrupted by Wen Ping, "the day after tomorrow."
After that, Wen Ping turned and left.
When Wen Ping left, a voice came from behind, "see? You think everyone is the kind of person you think. It's a hundred gold coins. You can't get so much money from selling me. "
"I don't want to lose face with you."
When he heard what Xiangzi said, he laughed.
But when I got home, I couldn't sleep. When I got home, I lay in bed, feeling very sad.
I'm afraid I'll do whatever I'm afraid.
The martial arts association is a matter for the benefit of all. How can it not be allowed to be carried out and become a kengmeng assembly in the mouth of baizong alliance and others?
He didn't understand what they were doing for. It was obviously a matter of harming others and not benefiting themselves.
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