Slag Reconstruction System

So where did Xing Wufeng go?

Originally, he wanted to go back home after leaving Tanjulou, but on the way back, he wondered if he should bring some things to his disciples, so he stopped for a while in the lively market.

The City of Worry-Free has indeed taken on the name.

There were so many products in the market that he was dazzled and didn't know what to choose.

In the end, in order to show fairness, I bought a few masks at random.

Qiu Luochen had always looked at him coldly, and the snow lotus on the iceberg was unattainable, so he chose a mask in the shape of a daffodil flower out of thousands of choices.

The image of Xie Zi's little white flower is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, well, it's just a puppy mask.

Chi Yu has a strong and perverted personality, so the eagle will be fine.

Mu Xin is unfathomable, fox?

Xing Wufeng glanced at the cute fox mask with fat cheeks, curled his lips, how could Mu Xin be so cute. ╭(╯^╰)╮

After choosing the mask, he took out a piece of silver with a wave of his hand.

The peddler took it with trembling hands, put it in his mouth and bit it hard, and finally said to the man: "I'm afraid I won't be able to find a small business."

"You don't need to look for it." Xing Wufeng was very generous.

There is no way, my father is rich and self-willed.

The peddler was overjoyed, bent over him constantly, flattered him and said, "Master, you are really generous, and your appearance is extraordinary, you must be the young master of that school."

Xing Wufeng hummed casually, and his eyes fell on the masks in his hands.

The peddler looked at his words and said: "Grandpa, why don't you take all these masks, or I will feel uneasy if I accept such a big ingot from you."

Xing Wufeng glanced at the remaining masks, "Then I'll pick a few more." There are at least 100 masks, and he can't take them away.

"Okay, you look at the pick, take whichever you like."

The man glanced at the masks and quickly selected the rest.

For the abstract group of four, I chose four masks of men with small noses and small eyes, and for the surviving trio, I took three masks of cooks.There was only one lotus ink left, and Xing Wufeng felt troubled seeing the two differently shaped masks of the lotus flower and the monk.

The peddler said, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Which of these two masks do you think looks better?" The man pointed.

The peddler took a closer look, "The lotus is beautiful."

Xing Wufeng said: "But the person I want to send is a monk."

The peddler said, "Then choose a monk mask."

The man looked at the mask painted like Maitreya Buddha, and then thought of Lian Mo's face, well, there are still similarities between monks and Buddhas.

He asked the peddler for a bag, wrapped the mask well, looked up at the sky, thinking that they must be coming back.

So he quickened his pace and rushed back. When he stepped into a dense forest, he sensitively sensed that the atmosphere around him was not right.

The air was chilling, and it was eerily quiet.

Xing Wufeng stopped in his tracks, "Come out."

Before the words were finished, the air became quieter, and then four men in black flew down from the tree.

All four of them covered their faces, but judging from their strong stature, it is estimated that they still have some kung fu skills.

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. If you want to cross this road, you will save money for buying vegetables." The four of them said in unison.

"..." He could still encounter robbery.

Seeing that the man didn't show any sign, a relatively short man among the four stepped forward and said in a fierce tone: "Hand over the purse."

Xing Wufeng glanced at him with disdain, and waved his sleeves with lightning speed, and in an instant, the black cloth covering the faces of the four of them was blown away.

The four of them were shocked at first, and wanted to cover their faces, but then they realized that they were bandits, so they rushed towards the man with fierce eyes without doing anything.

Xing Wufeng didn't even bother to use his martial arts, he twisted the four people's weapons into powder with three swipes of his cuffs.

The four bandits: (⊙o⊙)...

Immediately, he didn't believe in evil, and rushed up with his bare hands.

Xing Wufeng had a headache, he tapped acupuncture points from the air, and fixed the four of them in place.

"Say, who sent you here?"

The man said a catchphrase in response to the occasion, looked at the other party with a blank face, his whole body was cold and stern, very bluffing,

The four bandits were so frightened that their calves trembled, but they couldn't move their bodies. They could only continue shaking as if they were getting an electric shock.

When Xing Wufeng remembered acupuncture points, he tapped their dumb points by the way, so he released their dumb points, and one of the mung bean-eyed men said tremblingly: "Hero, my brother has eyes but can't see Mount Tai, please forgive us Well, we will never dare again."

The man didn't intend to kill them either, he glanced at the four of them indifferently, and suddenly asked in a different tone: "How long have you been in this business?"

"Soon." Mung Bean Eyes said.

"How long is it soon?"

"just."

"Huh?" Xing Wufeng glanced over.

Mung Douyan was terrified, "Hero, please forgive me, we are really good citizens, but today we were unlucky and lost money at the gambling table, and just happened to see you being so generous, so...just..."

It turned out that he was the fault of his extravagance.

If Xing Wufeng realized something, the other tall man said with a bitter face: "Hero, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old daughter. Please let us go."

"... Your words are outdated."

The tall man couldn't help but burst out a few tears, "Hero, as long as you don't kill us, we can work for you."

This condition is good.

Xing Wufeng touched his chin, "Okay, are you willing to come with me?"

"Yes." The four agreed to him no matter what the conditions were.

For the sake of their obedience, Xing Wufeng opened their acupoints.As soon as they were free, the four of them knelt down on the ground with a thud, and said in unison: "Thank you, hero, for your mercy, we will definitely follow your lead in the future."

Seeing the harvest of four younger brothers, Xing Wufeng was in a good mood.

He stretched out his right hand: "Get up."

Bandit Four: "Yes, heroes."

"Don't call me a hero, call me the leader in the future."

The bandit group of four was shocked: "Master?"

"What's wrong?" Xing Wufeng looked at the astonished expressions of the four people, "Is there any problem?"

The four nodded, then shook their heads vigorously, Xing Wufeng was impatient, and lowered his brows: "What's the matter?"

The tall man hesitated and said: "Hero, you shouldn't be from Wuyou City by hearing your accent?"

Xing Wufeng raised his eyebrows, "What?"

Mung Douyan added from the side: "The only one who can be called the leader in this world is Xing Wufeng, the big devil of Lingyun Palace."

When Xing Wufeng heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and was about to reveal his identity, when the short man beside him added: "The play book of Wuyou City is selling very well. I guess the hero doesn't know the other meaning of the leader?"

Hearing these people's tricks, the man lost all patience, "Don't hide a sentence, just say what you have to say."

His tone was cold, and the four of them began to tremble again.

The one with the biggest mouth among the four stood up, "Because Xing Wufeng has committed a heinous crime, the masters in the playbook are all eunuchs who were castrated, and they are used to ridicule the big devil."

"..." He is really talented. There was the Eastern leader before, and then there was a copycat Wufeng leader.

Xing Wufeng only felt his teeth turn sore, "Do you know where to buy them? I want to see them too."

"Yes, yes." Dazui Xianbao took out a book from his chest, "This is the latest version of Youlong Xiju. The plot is ups and downs, and the sex scenes are extremely fragrant. It is definitely worth the money." Book."

Mung Douyan said, "Why do you have such obscene books?"

Dazui lowered his head shyly: "I'm just curious about how to love.love without jj."

The other three people: Wretched! ! ! (#‵′)convex

Xing Wufeng shoved the book to his chest, suddenly thought of something, and asked casually: "Do you know the reward announcement posted on the city wall?"

"I know." The four of them said in unison.

Xing Wufeng suddenly changed his mind, "Didn't you just say that you would do everything for me?"

The four hurriedly nodded their heads to show their sincerity, "I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"Very good." Xing Wufeng stuffed the package into the hands of one of them, "Is there any rope? Tie me up." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hands.

Four people: Is this hero sick? (⊙﹏⊙) b

After thinking about it, the four of them quickly took out the rope, and gestured at the man's body for a while, not knowing where to start.

"Master, do you want us to tie it lightly or heavily?" Mung Bean asked with eyes wide open.

"It's not light or heavy." If it's light, it looks too fake, but if it's heavy, it hurts. It must be the middle value.

Next, the four of them worked together to tie up the man, because they knew his martial arts were strong, even if the man appeared to be controlled by them, they would not dare to do anything wrong.

The tall man looked at Xing Wufeng hesitantly: "Master, what shall we do next?"

"Of course it's to reveal the list to get the reward." Xing Wufeng was eager to try, thinking of so much money, it would not be a problem to recruit soldiers and horses for Lingyun Palace in the future.

"Huh?" The four of them were confused.

Next, they were forced by Xing Wufeng to take off the imperial list, and then they were forced to push him all the way into the yamen.

The county magistrate with two sexy moustaches came up and circled Xing Wufeng several times. When he successfully passed out, he helped the master beside him to stabilize his body, and said in a breathless voice: "Master, Do you think he is the devil?"

The master looks gentle, with an authentic boy face. He opened his foggy eyes and looked Xing Wufeng up and down, and finally shook his head: "My lord, I think this person is very suspicious."

Xing Wufeng: "..."

"What kind of suspicious law?" The county magistrate hurriedly asked.

The master touched the shiny lock of hair on his forehead, and smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth: "Don't you think he is not afraid of us at all, he feels confident."

The county magistrate: "It makes sense." After a pause, he said: "How about I let someone beat him several hundred times?"

"I think it's feasible." The master stroked the non-existent beard again.

Xing Wufeng: "..." But he has kung fu to protect his body, so it can't hurt him.

He winked at the bandit group of four, and Mung Douyan was the brightest among the four, and asked, "My lord, when can we get the bounty?"

The county magistrate: "What's the hurry, I will report to the city lord after I confirm that this person is the big devil."

The bandit quartet silently lowered their heads.

The man didn't expect that there were so many procedures involved, so he took the initiative to say: "This seat is the person you are looking for."

There was an instant silence in the air.

The bandit group of four: The hero and the leader is not normal, not normal.

The county magistrate and the master went to one side to discuss, saying that it was a discussion, but the voices of the two were still very loud, and the words were heard by everyone.

The county magistrate said: "Master, he actually admitted that he is Xing Wufeng. This kind of situation has never happened before. Those who were arrested didn't try their best to deny it, and there was no one who voluntarily confessed."

Master said: "Don't be impatient, my lord. It is said that Xing Wufeng's martial arts is the best in the world. As long as we send a few people with high martial arts skills to try him, won't it be all right?"

The county magistrate still hesitated: "Is this feasible?"

"Of course." The master said confidently, "If you can't kill him, it means he is real. If you are killed after a while, then it must be fake."

"It makes sense." The county magistrate was completely convinced by the master, and raised his voice: "Come here."