Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

Wang Ding had no idea that his scandal had become a trend of gossip in the entire church, and was talked about by so many people after dinner.

After the meal, he walked shoulder to shoulder with Bian Jiangling as if nothing had happened and went to his place for a drink.

On the way to his yard, Bian Jiangling looked around and said with doubts, "Why do you feel that their eyes are strange?"

Wang Ding glanced in the direction of his eyes, and saw that two hall masters were looking at them and whispering, their eyes flashed with gossiping joy, seeing Wang Ding coming, he immediately looked up at the sky.

Hall Master A: "The weather is really nice today."

Hall Master B: "Yes, yes, the sunset is so beautiful, tsk tsk."

Wang Ding looked at the sky that had already started to turn black, and deeply felt Bian Jiangling's mood when he was talking nonsense about the Shadow Gate.

——I just quietly watched you make up.

They can guess what they are gossiping after careful consideration, and he doesn't bother to explain. If the gossip is explained one by one, will he still make friends?

"They are watching the sunset." Wang Ding turned his head and patted Jiang Ling, "Leave them alone, let's go buddy, go drink."

"I have a question." Bian Jiangling asked seriously.

"what is the problem?"

"Why do you always go to my place to drink?" Bian Jiangling was annoyed, "My daughter Hong is almost finished by you!"

Wang Ding spread his hands innocently, "I don't have good wine there, why don't I buy a hundred catties for you next time I go down the mountain?"

"Grind your lips..."

As the protagonist of the gossip floated away, the onlookers whispered: "One hundred catties of daughter red, what a special gift, and the guardians are really interesting!"

Hall Master Jin suddenly appeared: "Are you all free to do? Be careful not to be overheard by the left and right guardians, and you two won't be killed."

"Old Jin, don't you think they are getting better?" Hall Master A asked.

Hall Master Jin: "I don't think so."

Hall Master A and B: "..."

Hall Master Jin rolled his eyes and left after finishing speaking. Zuo Protector and Right Protector are obviously good friends. These people don't know what kind of eyes they look in. If Zuo Protector is better, it must be better with a romantic person like the leader or the alliance leader.

Thinking of this, he suppressed the bitterness in his heart, shook his head, and left quickly.

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"Well, is there something wrong?"

After drinking for three rounds, Wang Ding put down his glass, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at Bian Jiangling.

Bian Jiangling was a little surprised, with an unnatural expression on his face, "No, it's nothing."

"I stuttered and said I'm fine." Wang Ding rolled his eyes at him, "Usually the stuttering is related to your sister Lian, right?"

"Yes..." Bian Jiangling realized that he had slipped his tongue, and admitted with some embarrassment, "How did you know that I had something to do with you? I obviously didn't say anything."

Besides, Wang Ding often came to him for a drink, why did he find out that he was busy today?Isn't this guy's eyes too good?

Wang Ding glanced at him, "You used to talk and laugh when you came to drink with me, but tonight you're obviously absent-minded and preoccupied. Something must have happened."

Although Bian Jiangling was older than him, he had a straightforward personality, a straight-hearted personality, and his expressions of happiness and anger were easy to understand.

"Hey..." Bian Jiangling sighed deeply, and put down his glass, "I received a letter from Lianmei today."

Sure enough, it was related to this green tea again, and she was upset to hear that.

Wang Ding remained calm, "What's wrong?"

"Next month, the Emei faction will hold a martial arts conference..." Bian Jiangling sighed several times before finishing speaking.

"Don't sigh, just tell me what you have to say." Wang Ding became irritable after being made by him, "Sighing and sighing can't solve any problems."

Facing his good brother, Bian Jiangling finally revealed the truth: "Mei Lian said that the main purpose of this martial arts conference is to choose a husband for her."

Wang Ding: "Huh?"

Bian Jiangling explained it to Wang Ding with a bitter face, and finally understood.

Master Nian Ci, head of the Emei School, is planning to hold a martial arts conference at the beginning of next month. This martial arts conference is not the type where martial arts heroes compete to improve together, but to recruit a son-in-law for her little apprentice Wu Binglian.

Recently, Master Nian Ci is posting heroic posts to young talents from various sects, hoping that they will participate in this martial arts grand meeting. At that time, if young people who plan to compete in martial arts can recruit relatives, they can compete in the ring, and if they have no intention, they can compete in martial arts.

In Wang Ding's view, the main content of Wu Binglian's letter is to sell cabbage and pretend to be innocent, to the effect that "my parents and elders are the masters of marriage, and I have nothing to do." The General Assembly and so on".

——It's so ridiculous, she clearly knew that her master would not send invitations to Bian Jiangling, so she deliberately sells the blame, and can make her white lotus person not fall, it can be said to be very green tea.

But Bian Jiangling believed her evil, he would not question Wu Binglian, but blamed himself for not being good enough in martial arts, not handsome enough, he was sorry for his sister Lian.

Wang Ding's eyes were about to roll, and if he couldn't speak directly, Bian Jiangling would definitely not listen.

"Isn't Wu Binglian the teacher's favorite apprentice?" Wang Ding wondered, "Are you willing to marry her?"

The head of the Emei School is not allowed to marry for life, and the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng stays with him all his life.If Master Nian Ci was too willing to let Wu Binglian marry, then the head of the sect would obviously not be reserved for her.

——But you can find a husband with strong martial arts for the little apprentice, and make a strong alliance. Even if she is gone in the future, the little apprentice's uncle will not ignore the Emei faction.

This abacus is making a lot of noise, anyway, she will not suffer from the Emei faction.

Bian Jiangling said: "According to Sister Lian, Master Nian Ci is going to pass on the headship to her elder sister.

The elder sister of the Emei School is called Hu Min. She is plain-looking, meticulous, extremely self-disciplined and hard-working. Thinking about it, she is indeed more suitable for the position of head than the lively and beautiful girl in Huaichun.

"Old Wang, what do you think I should do?" Bian Jiangling had a bitter face, quite sad.

Wang Ding: "There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, give up."

Bian Jiangling was angry: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, if you like someone for so long, can you just give up?!"

Wang Ding: "I can, haven't you seen it all?"

Master Nie, who was reading in his room, suddenly sneezed.

Bian Jiangling: "..." He was speechless.

"Okay..." Seeing that Bian Jiangling was about to cry, Wang Ding couldn't bear to hit him again, so he had to change his words, "I'm just kidding, don't be angry. Since you like her so much, then find a way to participate In the martial arts conference, defeat those people."

If there were no Nie Haoyang and Su Yuqing, Bian Jiangling would still have a good chance of winning—it's just that Master Nian Ci is probably playing with their ideas, whether it is the leader of the Demon Sect or the leader of the martial arts alliance, they are all excellent candidates for son-in-law.

Thinking of this, Wang Ding wanted to light a candle for his good brother.

Bian Jiangling looked depressed, "But I don't have a hero card, so I can't participate."

"Stupid." Wang Ding poked Bian Jiangling on the forehead, "You don't have it, but there is one person who has it."

"Who?"

Wang Ding raised the corner of his mouth, "Master."