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The unprecedented success of offline activities doubled Tong Wu's confidence. He felt that if he was not a network administrator, he might be able to do something else—of course, it is not up to him whether to be a network administrator...

What made Tong Wu the most happy were those spirits who came to act as showgirls. Many of them found co-star owners through this offline event. After the event was over, they helped clean up the Internet cafe and immediately followed The new owners both returned the house.

Tong Wu didn't dare to express the relief of being a matchmaker and marrying a daughter.

It was already the second day after the offline event when the Kunlun Internet Cafe resumed normal business. After a day of 360-degree 3D cleaning without dead ends, the Kunlun Internet Cafe returned to the cleanliness of its opening, all thanks to Tongwu—— This guy didn't know when he developed a slight obsession with cleanliness, and he actually used his spiritual consciousness to scan the entire Internet cafe. He didn't like the dirt, and he had to scrub it three or four times to get comfortable.

It's like making a fuss out of a molehill and overkill, Yan Jingchen failed to stop it, so he could only roll up his sleeves to help, and finally even took out two purple chime pills and melted them in the water, spraying the Internet cafe up and down before finishing.

This pill is very appreciated by Tong Wu. The pill can be dissolved in water and sprayed, which has the function of killing insects and bacteria. Wrap it in a kit and place it in the four corners of the room, so as to avoid snakes, insects, rats, ants, moisture and moth.

According to Yan Jingchen, this is the proud work of Ziqing, who is the only one in Kunlun elixir, and it's called Bilu.

Tong Wu: "..."

Although he appreciates the function of the pill and admits that its name is also very elegant, don't you think it's absurd that the proud work of a Kunlun alchemy manager is a mothball that sterilizes bacteria and eliminates four evils?

Yan Jingchen saw through what Tong Wu was thinking at a glance, and then explained: "This thing is only circulated in the realm of comprehension, and only a few pieces of purple chimes are rubbed out in a year, and many dead houses in the realm of comprehension are overwhelmed by people who don't like cleaning. I want to buy this pill all over the place, and now the order has been queued for ten years, do you think he can be unhappy?"

"I guess you must have set a high price for this pill..."

"That's necessary. I'm a businessman. Besides, if I want to rub a few more Ziqing stones, he won't do it. I'm too lazy to make people criticize me."

"..." Feelings, the two brothers are the originators of hunger marketing, and Yan Jingchen is shamelessly proud of his status as a businessman, always forgetting that he is still the leader of the school.

The stinky and shameless Yan Jingchen later handed a box to Tong Wu, "Here, here it is, we made a lot of money from this offline event, so it's a bonus for you."

"What?" Tong Wu took the box and opened it suspiciously, followed by surprise.

What Yan Jingchen gave him was the set of the four treasures of the Qiling Study Room. At this moment, the four good children were lying quietly in the box, with a calm and gentle aura floating around them. Tong Wu reached out and touched the inkstone. This is the biggest and most sensible As if responding to him, the child felt a sense of warmth.

With such a good thing, Tong Wu was naturally happy to get it, and thanked Yan Jingchen several times, but Yan Jingchen twisted his chin and teased: "Thank you? Come and give me a kiss." As he spoke, he turned his side face to Tong Wu .

"...someone is playing hooligans in broad daylight, come and watch the head of the Kunlun School play hooligans in broad daylight."

Yan Jingchen: "..." He really didn't expect that Tong Wu would come up with this trick. The child's voice was not loud, but it was obviously a tone of teasing him in reverse, which made people like it and hated it.

Just when Yan Jingchen was about to give Tong Wu a small punishment in broad daylight, someone came.

The two hurriedly separated, and Tong Wu pretended to be sitting upright and was about to greet him with a smile, only to realize that the person who came was not from the side, but the sloppy courier who had delivered two deliveries at Kunlun Internet Cafe.

The courier actually came downstairs to deliver the package in person this time, seeing Tong Wu's attitude was also very respectful, a little trembling, he said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Tong, there is your courier." Seeing Yan Jingchen who was sitting on the side, he asked inquiringly: "Master Yan is here too? Coincidentally, I have a copy that is also yours. Is it convenient to sign for it here? Or should I send it to Kunlun Mountain for you later?"

Yan Jingchen nodded pretending to be deep, with a very stylish and pretentious look, "Let's sign for it!"

The courier winked a little, seeing that he was too lazy to take care of him, so he stopped making fun of himself and handed Yan Jingchen's package to Tong Wu. After he signed for it a few times, he was stopped by Tong Wu when he was about to leave and asked him Has the wound on the chest healed, and has the poison from the corpse been pulled out?How dare the courier say that it is not good, even if the chest still hurts from time to time.

Tong Wu only asked that when he saw the disheveled face on his face. How could he know that this guy was frightened by himself last time, but today he insisted that the corpse poison has been cleaned up.Tong Wu didn't want to do more evil, thinking that if this little courier died, wouldn't it damage his cultivation?Immediately, he turned around and asked Yan Jingchen to find a few pills that could detoxify, wrapped up the safe talisman he had drawn, and handed it to the courier.

"Well, take it."

"This..." The courier hesitated, wondering whether he should pick it up or not.

"Take it, I see that your corpse is still poisonous, these few pills may be useful to you, produced by Kunlun Danfang, they won't kill you."

The courier hurriedly took the pills to thank him and then left quickly, for fear that Tong Wu would regret it. You must know that these casual cultivators with shallow cultivation bases and no backing background are so poor that they definitely cannot afford the high-quality alchemy produced by Kunlun Danfang Medicine, now someone gives it away for free, if you don’t hurry up and leave, don’t you wait for people to regret it?

After sending the courier away, Yan Jingchen could no longer pretend to be aggressive, he frowned in displeasure, "This kind of low-level bastard who has bullied you actually wants me to send him the elixir, what the hell are you doing!"

"Isn't it because I didn't play too well last time, and scratched his chest with a claw, and he was poisoned by the corpse."

"Huh? I haven't heard you mention this before."

"I didn't pay attention to it at the time, and thought it was a trivial matter, so I didn't mention it." Tong Wu took the courier he just received and studied it over and over again, and said, "Who knows that half a month has passed, and that guy still looks pale. You can’t let him die, can you? At that time, Tianlei won’t recognize his relatives, just chop a few more times and wait to see me carbonized and ascended to heaven!”

Yan Jingchen felt that it made sense to say so, so he stopped worrying about the pills he sent out just now, and instead noticed the things in Tongwu's hands, "Where are you flipping pancakes over and over again? What kind of broken express delivery, let me have a look." .”

In fact, the two couriers received by Tong Wu and Yan Jingchen are almost exactly the same, the only difference is that the names written on them are different.

Handing over Yan Jingchen's share, Tong Wu continued to study his own.

The express delivery is a piece of paper, not thin, but has a certain thickness. It is very comfortable to hold in the hand, and the color has the burnt yellow color of kraft paper. A strange flower, it is strange because the branches of this flower are twisted and bent, and the buds hanging from the top are all black.

"What is this? Who is fed enough to send us a piece of paper, is he sick?" Letters are not letters, postcards are not postcards...

Yan Jingchen was silent for a few seconds before saying: "I didn't expect them to send out invitations to Kunlun this year, son, it seems that you will not live peacefully in the future."

Tong Wu: "???"

"Nan Ming, the thousand-year-old 8-year-old tortoise, hehe..."

Yan Jingchen laughed disdainfully before explaining the origin of this thing to Tong Wu who knew nothing about it.

It turned out that this four-faced card was an invitation from Nanmingdian. Its purpose was to invite Yan Jingchen and Tong Wu to participate in the martial arts conference hosted by Nanmingdian. This is the official statement of Nanming Temple, and Yan Jingchen's understanding of these few words is completely on another level.

"What nonsense to strengthen communication, I have seen enough of this kind of headline party, and even dare to send me invitations, it seems that the lesson I taught them last time was not enough." Yan Jingchen said arrogantly.

"What do you mean?"

"The Fighting Competition in the Temple of the Underworld is actually a major event in the cultivation world. It is held every ten years. Usually, they will send invitations to some important figures in the cultivation world. Other small casual cultivators have to spend more effort to fight for it. It’s time to post.” As he spoke, Yan Jingchen shook the invitation and asked himself, “Do you know why so many people crowded their heads to go? Because the principle of the martial arts competition is to fight to the death with real swords and guns. From the Nanming Palace, the one who wins can take away the five magic weapons from the deceased at will, and the rest, no matter how good or bad, will belong to the Nanming Temple."

"I'll go..." After hearing this, Tong Wu's whole body was in a bad mood.

"So I despise their approach. I went to participate in it more than 100 years ago, and I directly picked that martial arts competition. After that, they will no longer send me invitations. This time, they will repeat the same mistakes. It seems to be Start with you."

"Me?" Tong Wu was puzzled, what was there to snatch from a dead body.

"You don't understand, your value is too high, and they must spend their money this time because they are bound to win you."

"Then shall we go or not?"

Hearing this, Yan Jingchen's eyes suddenly became gloomy, full of chilling aura, for a moment the fierce sword energy that Tong Wu had not seen for a long time swept out, causing his cheeks to ache.

However, Yan Jingchen has always been able to retract and release freely, and the sharp sword energy was taken back to the inner mansion by him in just a moment, without disturbing any customers of the Internet cafe.

Tong Wu touched his face, and the pain disappeared quickly. He studied the invitation card over and over again for a long time, but couldn't find a way to open it.

"This damn thing is not just a piece of paper, is it? How do I open it." Intuition told Tong Wu that this piece of paper is not simple.

Yan Jingchen: "This thing has a bit of technical content. The invitation is infused with the breath of the invitee, so each invitation can only be opened by the invitee himself. Try injecting a little breath into it. If the two sides match, the invitation The content will be revealed..." Having said this, Yan Jingchen's face suddenly turned pale.

Tong Wu had never seen his complexion as bad as it is now, so he hurriedly asked him what's wrong.

"Xiao Wu, I suddenly wondered if someone had already been watching you when you just woke up."

"How to say?"

"From the moment the Kunlun School announced your existence to the entire cultivation world, I have marked you. No one can take away anything from you, even if it is an insignificant breath, but since this invitation is sent When it reaches your hand, it means that it has your breath attached to it..."

Speaking of this, Tong Wu also understood that someone had taken away a ray of breath from him without anyone noticing it a long time ago, and kept it safe until today. I am afraid that he was aware of his existence early in the morning, but it was just kept secret.

The Nanming Temple is very patient, and has been hiding it for several months, but what are they planning?