I Became an Anonymous Boss

Little Avalokitesvara lived in Dugu City for two months, so she actually knew several of Dugushou's disciples, including Fengli, but she was not very familiar with them, and naturally she was quite impressed with Liu Ziling.

According to what she said, she herself didn't suffer any cruel treatment, but she didn't want to stay in Dugu City for a long time, so she said goodbye soon and left alone. Keep her under house arrest.

However, it seems that the little Guanyin has not been abused, but she probably lost the most here.

According to her own statement, Liu Ziling took away more than 30 years of her life.

This is the most intuitive reason why the little Guanyin is weak and is about to die.

This was also the reason Shirataki didn't want to wait any longer.

Now this person dares to write and send it directly.

"He's brave?" Shirataki sneered, then opened the envelope, took a look, the sneer became even colder, and the temperature of the air began to drop sharply.

He slapped the letter on the table with a slap.

... I don't understand, shit!

He is a husband, but not quite.

At first, Shirataki also had the idea of ​​finding someone to make up lessons to learn characters, after all, no one is willing to be a teacher.

The most suitable match he found was Qin Buhui, who was third on the rouge list, forget about Nan Xinmo, and Beiming Qingqiu. In terms of talent and learning, they are not enough to hit Qin Buhui, a high mountain in the literary world, with one finger.

Miss Qin is a good teacher, she knows everything, can speak and teach, but unfortunately, she lacks some incentives and cannot teach with fun. Although it is an excellent incentive for a beauty like her to teach, she was still single at the time. Shirataki, who was criticized by the old dog, regretted not being able to see her in a professional and decent suit with an indispensable pointer... This regret once hit his enthusiasm for learning, but it directly hit his enthusiasm for learning Yes, it's another thing.

He can read and write a large part of the characters of the Southern Tang Dynasty. A certain level of reading and writing is no problem. It is no problem to write a letter from home and a rap, but words have a history of evolution, just like the sentence Like the famous "There are several ways to write fen characters", many scholars took the writing methods of some rare characters or ancient characters to show off as knowledgeable, which also led to the different writing methods of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

In other words, since ancient times, in order to establish class differences, human beings have required absolute differences from the inferiors in terms of speaking, behavior, dressing and writing... As the feudal system of the Southern Tang Dynasty, of course These pretentious scholar-bureaucrats are indispensable, which is different from the Great Qin, which was only 300 years old when the country was founded. The Great Qin used the same set of characters for politics and folk, which are highly similar to Chinese characters. However, the Southern Tang had multiple different characters and different ways of writing. Already belong to another language system completely.

After Shirataki knew this, he left the desk with both hands and 'learned a fart'.

Self-study has been hard for a short time, and the son has never studied since then.

Qin Bugui was not angry at all, but instead sincerely praised, "Anyone can write and learn, but the son is so talented and knowledgeable enough, why bother to learn the writing methods of those pedantic scholar-bureaucrats?"There are tens of thousands of people who know how to write, but how can they compare with a single hair of the young master? '

No matter Miss Qin's compliments were sincere or in favor of her, it made Bai Taki feel very dark at that time.

But when the book is used, he hates less. It has to be said that now that he can't understand the responsibility of this letter, Qin Buhui has to bear at least half of the blame.

Bai Taki had no choice but to call Lan Xiangxue.

Xiangxue tilted her head: "My lord, why do you think that I, a native of Daqin and an assassin who has been busy learning how to kill people for more than ten years, can understand this kind of complicated writing?"

...You are quite proud?

Bai Taki was speechless, don't do to others what you don't want to do to others, indeed, one should not overestimate Lan Xiangxue's cultural level, she is good at killing people, give her a comprehensive test paper, and she can use her big toe to pick out three rooms and one living room.

But you have to find someone to read it, and it's not suitable for outsiders, so you can't trust it.

Shirataki suddenly realized that there was no one around him who could understand letters, so he had to start looking for someone, because ordinary people couldn't believe it.

Just froze for half an hour.

Meng Chuxue woke up, she woke up in a daze, her body was still a little tired, but her spirit still had a sense of excitement.

If it wasn't almost dawn, if Xiaoqing wasn't so drunk that she couldn't fly, she could be high in the sky all day.

The girl's dream was overfulfilled last night. She flew into the sky with a dragon, the wind was blowing, and she heard a wonderful song.

She now knows that everything is true, there are no so-called rumors, there is no so-called exaggeration, and the legends about Mo Wen, the gods and demons, are true.

There is no doubt about his strength, and his talent is also genuine. It turns out that he wrote all the poems circulating in the market.

From his back, Meng Chuxue saw the most romantic in Jianghu, and since then, it is difficult to tolerate other white horse heroes and green shirts.

She is still floating in the clouds in her dreams, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, and she hopes that she will not wake up after being drunk.

But she still woke up, opened her eyes, there was no scenery of yesterday, no dragon, no white clothes, she felt a sense of loss in her heart, wondering if what happened last night was just a dream.

The girl washed up and went out of the room, and then bumped head-on with someone Bai who was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

Meng Chuxue's eyes dodged several times, it was difficult for her to look at the young man in front of her with a normal heart, and her tone became unconsciously gentle.Reminiscent of what happened last night, her expression is not natural now, and her thinking is always erratic.

"Morning, good morning, Mr. Bai..."

"Ah, good morning." Shirataki greeted casually.

He also glanced at the past from the corner of his eye, for fear that the black history would start to happen again, and secretly wondered what he did not go crazy with alcohol. If Meng Chuxue laughed at him and said, "Oh, kawaii mouth is too much", his image of brilliance and martial arts would be terrible. It completely collapsed.

The moods of the two parties are far from mixed, but they must be misplaced.

Shirataki does not yet have a high EQ to understand the reason why Meng Chuxue is coddling her little daughter's behavior at this time, and it is even more difficult to realize that the drunken behavior he regarded as black history yesterday is simply different in the eyes of this 15-year-old girl. Such a handsome man in white clothes full of buffs.

This may prove the importance of having a good mount when it comes to dating.

Fortunately, during the probing process of both parties' eyes, there was one person who was not to be outdone.

"Tsk..."

Lan Xiangxue's boss let out a groan of displeasure, pulling the two of them back on track.

Meng Chuxue noticed that the ice-blooded beauty who carried a sword to kill someone was looking at her and her breasts that had just entered puberty with not-so-kind eyes.

Scared, she immediately lowered her head.

Bai Taki transmitted the sound to Lan Xiangxue, don't stare at her like that, it scares the child, what if the tongue cramps?

He asked: "Can you read and write the characters of the Southern Tang Dynasty?"

Meng Chuxue nodded: "Know three."

"Tsk..." Lan Xiangxue gasped again.

Meng Chuxue took the envelope and glanced at it. She could indeed understand it, so she was arrested as a tool for reading letters.

In fact, there was not much to say in the letter, just the first half of the pleasantries.

"He's swearing." Shirataki said expressionlessly.

"It's credibly just a retelling of what you did."

"Isn't this just swearing?" Bai Taki sneered, "Damn it, I'm going to talk to him with a missile in my hands if I think so? Good guy, when I go to the Southwest Military Region to find the chief of staff to pick up a couple of blows, I'll let him know what's going on." It's called "Dongfeng Ye Fang Hua Qian Shu..."

It's just talk, don't take it seriously.

Lan Xiangxue said, "Keep reading."

Meng Chuxue took out the next piece of letter paper and began to read. Apart from the greetings on the first page, the content on the second page can be summed up in four words.

——To be continued.

There is too much to say, and I can't finish it on letter paper, so I have to talk face to face.

Give the time and place, and invite Shirataki to have a good chat.

"Xianquelou, noon." Bai Taki pondered slightly.

"Hongmen Banquet?" Lan Xiangxue was suspicious.

"The Hongmen Banquet was lost to Zhang Mazi by Huang Silang. He may be Huang Silang, but I'm not a bandit." Bai Taki picked up the letter paper and crumpled it into a ball, Xiaoqing spit out a mouthful of blue dragon flames, cremated the paper and sent it away: "Of course, if he wants to reason with me, I'll reason with him. If he wants to talk to me, I'll talk to him. At worst, if he calls out that the enemy is in the Benneng Temple, he will send him a vision of Panlong when he turns around. Help the fun."

"The battle of heavenly kings is no small matter." Lan Xiangxue said softly, "Dugu's reward is the top ten in the land list."

"That's why we're going." Bai Taki said slowly, "If it doesn't make sense, then just push him to the ground and beat him up. If this can make him spit out what he shouldn't have taken, it also saves me from having to collect it all." Five SSRs, and another battle against Dugufu at Tianwangshan... But I'm a little elusive about the old guy's attitude, why hasn't Xiaolizi come forward so far?"

Lan Xiangxue was also surprised, it had been more than two days since she fought Fengli, and she was not injured, why didn't she come?Holding it on purpose?It's not like... a woman who is obviously of the same genealogy as me.

Can't figure it out, sitting still is not an option, Bai Taki tidied up and went out, there were still three people in his party, but he didn't say goodbye.

It's not clear how long she will stay here, so she plans to stay here temporarily. Meng Chuxue felt relieved after hearing this.

She didn't follow, but sat in the courtyard, snickering alone at the sky from time to time, Meng Chuxue, who was full of girlish heart, didn't notice at all that a famous maid was slowly walking in behind her, her eyes had a strange red light , the facial features changed, and the footsteps dragged like snakes.

Your beauty is good, but the next moment is mine.

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Inviting guests, entertaining souls, and entertaining guests are all masters.

What Liu Ziling presented was not a Hongmen banquet, and he didn't have the guts to do so.

It is said that it is difficult for a strong dragon to overwhelm a local snake, but this sentence is not necessarily correct. After all, whoever overwhelms who is on top, and in the end it depends on strength to speak.

If this wrestling process is compared to fencing, it is nothing more than to see whose sword is sharper, more deadly, and more terrifying.

Liu Ziling, as the great apprentice of Dugu City Lord, and Dugu Fu has no son, even if he is said to be Dugu Young City Master, it is justifiable. His sword is definitely sharp enough, and it can be said that he can say what he says.

However, his long sword with the sharpness of a land-headed snake is no match for the opponent's powerful dragon sword. The one who comes is a legend and myth in the world. Don't ask the gods and demons. What he uses is an epee without a front. It is so sharp that it can be broken with only one move.

You call this fencing?

At this time, Liu Ziling's psychological pressure was not insignificant, after all, Mo Wen, the god and demon Mo Wen, was pointing at him with the epee without front.

In the Jianghu of the Southern Tang Dynasty, none of the people who have been targeted by the god Mo Wen so far has come to a good end. His small vengeance notebook is like a death note. Whoever writes his name on it will cause the other party to panic.

The Heavenly King masters of the Promise Demon Sect were almost killed to the point of genocide, and those who were still alive also got pstd. From Southern Tang to Daqin, they were beaten on the ground if they dared to show their faces. It can be said that they were cut from Baicaoyuan to Sanwei Bookstore The shark is crazy, now the whole family is hiding in the outdoor scene of the mountain gate, and they dare not let a fart go. Honestly, it will take a hundred years to develop. At this time, we can only compete who has the longest standby time.

Liu Ziling has the courage but absolutely does not want to become an enemy with such a person, which means that he will have to pay a huge price several times.

Therefore, he sincerely wanted to have a talk. This was definitely not a grand banquet. He believed in this truth, and the other party must also understand, so he came here alone without bringing anyone with him.

This counts as sincerity.

However, the other party was not sincere.

Liu Ziling waited patiently for half an hour, but the person did not come, and the other party was late.

Just when his patience was about to run out and he thought that the other party might not come, he suddenly heard a heavy sound.

The wall on the top floor of Xianque Tower was smashed by something, a huge flying object whipped up a gust of wind, passed Liu Ziling's line of sight, and slammed into the mountain of Xianque Tower.

This pavilion was built on Bangshan Mountain. In fact, most of the entire Dugu City is wrapped with a part of the mountain range inside the city, and carved along the mountain wall. There is a genuine mountain pillar in the center of the Xianque Tower.

Three plaques with gold letters on a red background are inserted into the rock, like three darts nailed to a compass. From top to bottom, they are...

"Dinghu Sect... Guanshan Sect... North Pole Sect..."

The remaining three plaques of the five sects were just inserted on the mountain, neatly arranged one above the other.

The cup in Liu Ziling's hand was manually covered with ice cracks.

In the gap position of the broken Xianque Tower, he went straight to the top floor in white clothes.

The maids of Xianquelou are all stupid. Those who invested in the industry of Xianquelou are the Dugu city lords from generation to generation. Whoever has the guts to sabotage here is simply scolding Chuanbao in front of the White House. Angry or what to do.