My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 189 Copy Wu begging to buy luck again, all beasts scream together! (2)

Wang Lin looked up and let out a long roar.

This long roar is like a dragon's chant, long and simple, as if it came from ancient times.

The invisible sound wave rushed out of the wooden house and swept across the night sky of Shangjing.

Canopy.

The stars suddenly shine at this moment.

Dots of starlight from Youlan sprinkled all over the sky, falling into the streets and alleys of Shangjing, and at the same time falling into the towering mountains and jungles around Shangjing.

In a few moments, the moon is covered by birds in the mountains and forests, and all beasts sing together!
Earthquakes.

Such an unprecedented vision directly alarmed everyone in Shangjing.

The golden man rushed out of the tent of the residence, and the old and the young looked up to the depths of the bulging mountains and forests, where there were the gods they believed in and the holy things created by the gods!

The chorus of all beasts lasted only a few breaths, and the splendor of the stars in the sky gradually dimmed, as usual.

The dome of the temple in the center of Shangjing shook, and dust fell down.

Dozens of bells on the tall bronze statue enshrined in the temple rang crisply.

The great shaman, Oguna, rose up with a change of color, rushed out of the temple with an iron staff in hand, paused, and followed her heart to the residence where Chong Wu was begging to buy.

Wang Lin couldn't help putting his hands on his forehead, sweating for a while.

For some reason, the system's father made a big commotion this time, making it difficult for him to end it.

[Wang Lin—Life 10, Qi and Blood 17, Luck 7, Intelligence 11, Martial Strength 73, Reputation 95, Skill: Thunderbolt Hand...Yang Family Spear + Desert Dust, Long River Sunset/Talk about Soldiers/Piercing Yang with a Hundred Steps/Mandarin Duck Legs/ Left and right bow/Danqing/Liangmou/Shenxing level 2/Tiangang/Tianshu. 】

There is no change in the force value, and it has been standing still for a long time.

Reputation points also seem to be entering a bottleneck period.

Only the blood value is slowly rising. In terms of luck value, the luck value of Aguda and Wu Qimai has been copied repeatedly, and it has been directly increased by 4. Wang Lin judges that this range is still very large.

Wu Qimai's expression was astonished to a certain extreme.

Yesterday's celestial changes in Wangwangzhai were unimaginable enough, but today Wang Lin was even more outrageous. With a long howl, he actually seduced all the beasts in the mountains and forests. Does this mean that the beasts are worshiping and submitting?

Wu Qimai recalled the vision of the rainbow piercing the sun when Aguda ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, and then looked at Wang Lin in front of him, and his heart suddenly became excited: Could this person also have the appearance of the founding emperor?
Wu Qimai's thoughts flashed, even he had the idea of ​​getting rid of Wang Lin this time.

On the second floor of the wooden building that Wu begged to buy, Aguda clenched his fists, his face shocked.

Wanyan Shili who was sitting next to him was even more beautiful and stunned.

The city of Shangjing was turbulent, and this night was destined to be a sleepless night.

Wanyan Shili said lightly: "Father, he...why is that?"

A Guda got up slowly, and said solemnly: "This person has repeatedly moved the visions of the heaven and the earth, which shows that he is a person with great luck, who has received the fate of heaven, favored by the heavens, and surrendered by all beasts. What a surprise, you have a good vision!"

"But the more this is the case, the more people want to kill him. But if you go against the sky, how can you do it? Shili, this person's future is limitless. If he treats you sincerely, you don't care about your status."

"Shili, I'm old, I can't protect you forever. But he... can!"

Wanyan Shili's pretty face was full of joy and radiance.

Such a vision can only show that her vision is unparalleled, and the man she fancy is as upright as the god she worships.

Wanyan Shili bowed to the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against Aguda's shoe: "Thank you, Father, for fulfilling your mission!"

A Guda sighed suddenly: "Shili, after I return to heaven, Da Jin will definitely attack Song. If one day, he confronts my Jin people, what will you do?"

Wanyan Shili was silent for a while, got up and said: "But ask my father, my Dajin used to surrender to Khitan, and there were more than ten sisters from my Wanyan tribe and my family who went to Liao, now my Dajin is attacking Liao, or What should they do if they destroy the Liao Kingdom?"

"Shili knows that the elder brothers will definitely attack Song in the future. Song and Jin are allied today, and the feud will be unstoppable in the future. If that day really comes, the two countries will fight, and my daughter will have to be impartial, whether it is Wang Lin or me. Brothers, each depends on his own abilities, each has his destiny, and the victor will be king!"

"If Wang Lin loses, my daughter can only accept her fate and follow her through life or death. But if Wang Lin wins, my daughter should do her best to persuade him to leave a line of incense for my Dajin people."

"Very good!" A Guda nodded slowly, "This is the reason why I agree with you to marry Wang Lin. From now on, the Song Kingdom will definitely be dominated by Wang Lin, I have no doubts. Of course it’s good to win, to fight for a piece of rich land for the people of Dajin to live in. But if you lose, it’s destiny, so don’t blame others.”

"Of course, I still hope that Song and Jin can live in harmony. The world is big enough to accommodate a great Jin and a great Song."

A Guda said with emotion: "I attacked Liao in accordance with the sky, resisting the tyranny of the Liao people, and fighting for a piece of land for my people. If Liao wins and divides the north and south from the Song Dynasty, it will be safe and peaceful, that is the best. "

"Let's go, Shili, follow me to the city."

……

The great shaman Oguna came in a hurry. She was revered in the Kingdom of Jin and claimed to be the representative of God in the world.

Wu Qimai had no choice but to go out to meet him in person.

Oguna leaned on her iron staff and looked deeply at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's expression was calm and he remained motionless.

He knew that this was the great shaman of the Golden State Shamanism, equivalent to the leader of the witches.

Apparently it was the father of the system who made a noise that also alarmed this reclusive great shaman who worshiped the god.

In fact, she is not very old, and she looks about [-] years old by visual inspection. She has a handsome face and fair complexion. Orchid and deep.

Oguna walked slowly around Wang Lin twice, muttering something.

Suddenly two strings of copper bells appeared in Oguna's hands, jingling.

Wang Lin secretly laughed in his heart, is this the Jin Kingdom's version of the Great Dancer?
Oguna suddenly dropped the iron staff in her hand, crawled down, and gave Wang Lin a face-to-face salute.

Wu Qimai who was next to him was taken aback, but he didn't dare to stop him. He could only watch Oguna put her face on Wang Lin's feet and shouted, "An envoy!"

Wang Lin was also surprised.

He took two steps back subconsciously, leaning over to support the mysterious big shaman.

His hand touched Oguna's cold hand, and the air in his body was once again crazily stirred and boiled. Wang Lin took a deep breath and quickly let go.

Oguna persisted and bowed twice more.

Afterwards, she personally tied a crescent-shaped stone pendant around her waist for Wang Lin, and said softly, "God envoy Wanan!"

Immediately, Oguna sighed faintly, and that sigh was like ripples in the eternal deep pool.

So she turned around and walked behind Wang Lin, her eyes slightly closed and she remained motionless.

Wang Lin was a little embarrassed.

What do these mean?

I am an envoy of the Song Dynasty, but I have become an envoy of God?

……

Originally, many dignitaries of the Kingdom of Jin came to Wu to beg for the residence, but with the presence of the great shaman Oguna, no one dared to offend easily.

Whether it is Wang Lin or Wu begging to buy, they have no choice but to acquiesce in the existence of Oguna.

If she doesn't leave, who dares to drive her away?

Wang Lin knew very well that in the current Kingdom of Jin, apart from Aguda, only Wu Qimai had the qualifications to delay the war between Song and Jin, and also had the will and strength to delay the war.

So he will definitely not let go of the opportunity to lobby Wu Qimai.

"Dadu rate, in the current situation, destroying the Liao Dynasty is the general trend and irreversible. But the so-called killing one thousand enemies will destroy eight hundred. After the Liao Dynasty is destroyed, your country also needs to recuperate and slowly restore its national strength."

"It's natural."

Wu Qimai cupped his hands lightly and said: "Of course, this is just my wishful thinking. My nephews definitely don't think so. What they want is to take down Song State in one go and then divide it."

Wang Lin shrugged and said: "From the standpoint of your country, this is not wrong. However, Song Dynasty is not a soft persimmon as you imagined. You can squeeze it as you want. If the whole country resists Jin, your country will be in the quagmire of war for a long time, and you have not established a country for a long time, I am afraid that this is not a good thing."

Wu Qimai thinks so.

This is what he is speechless at the moment.

Wang Lin continued: "More importantly, if the nephews or the Nianhan father and son of Da Du led them to attack our Great Song Dynasty, each occupying a fief, they would feel disobedient. "

Wu Qimai's complexion changed.

He couldn't help sighing again, he didn't expect that even Wang Lin, a Song native, could see his current situation clearly.

Wang Lin observed the change in Wu Qimai's expression.

He didn't expect Wu Qimai to make any decision after a few conversations, he just wanted to plant a spark in Wu Qimai's heart, which would be useful in the future.

With this in mind, Wang Lin took out a pack of snowflake salt that he had prepared a long time ago from his bosom.

Wu Qimai was stunned: "Emissary Song, what is this?"

"Salt, snowflake salt." Wang Lin said lightly.

Wu Qimai was shocked, twisted a little bit of the mouth, tasted it, and said in surprise: "Snowflake salt that has no bitterness and color like snow? Song envoy, is this the kind of salt that you people in Song Dynasty eat?"

Wang Lin smiled lightly: "Yes, not all of them. This item is something refined and operated by a firm under my command, and now I'm taking it out to make a deal with Dadu and others."

What kind of person is Wu Qibui? He is the prime minister of the Dajin Kingdom, and he immediately guessed Wang Lin's intentions: "The Song envoy means to trade this thing with me? What you want is my Dajin's good horse." Bar?"

Wu Qimai was vigilant.

But Wang Lin's conspiracy is overt, so there's no need to cover it up.

He didn't believe that the golden man would be able to withstand the temptation of snowflake salt.

In particular, Wu Qimai will compete with the Aguda princes in the future, and he will also need a lot of financial resources to support and expand the power of the headquarters, so Wang Lin said that he wants to do business with him personally.

"Mostly, this thing is more expensive than gold. But I won't take advantage of it. How about ten catties of salt for a fine horse?"

Wu Qimai was actually moved.

The various tribes of the Jin Kingdom raised numerous herd horses, and even more war horses were taken from the Liao people, and there were as many horse smugglers among the nobles of the Jin Kingdom.
It's just that Wu Qimai subconsciously glanced at Oguna who stood behind Wang Lin like a statue, agreeing willingly but afraid of leaking the news.

Oguna suddenly said softly: "I don't know how the Dadu rate is compared to the envoy."

(End of this chapter)