i have a sword fairy

Chapter 71 Why the bet
Taking advantage of Lin Wenruo's absence, Lan Yuqing looked at Lin Qingxuan who was standing in the opposite crowd.

After waiting for a while, the man turned his head to look at her when the people around him were not paying attention, looked at her for a second, nodded slightly, and then looked away.

The corner of Lan Yuqing's mouth twitched, and she looked up at a red sandalwood incense burner placed on the table in the center of the high platform. At this time, there was no one on the stage, but a few twisted and ethereal blue smoke was slowly wafting from the incense burner.

This incense was used to soothe the nerves of those who came to the stage to make clear arguments. However, she added some other things to the incense that was equivalent to the mid-grade spirit stone.

This incense still has a calming effect on other people, but for those who have taken another medicine, it has the opposite effect. In the incense, you will gradually feel restless and restless, and then you will be terrified. Palpitations, lethargy.

The purple-clothed woman glanced at the man in a simple Confucian shirt a hundred feet away.

She always felt that this Zhao Ziyu looked familiar and wondered where she had seen it, but she dismissed the idea immediately.

How could Lin Wenruo let her see this kind of trump card that he finally invited. It should be because he had heard Li Shiqian and Chen Hongyuan describe his appearance before, and he felt familiar.

Oh, dare to call Pindao a stinky nun that no one wants?You'd better pray that after you lose today, you can run away, otherwise, what about the disciples of the academy's mountain chief?If you can't die, you'll be left half-crippled.

Finally, the sound of a bell came from not far away, and it was already four o'clock.

After the bell stopped, the audience was silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the monarch and the two beside him.

It's just that the monarch, Lin Wenruo, and Qing Jingzi all stood there, not moving, waiting for something.

Suddenly, a drunken-eyed old man with a wine gourd stood up somewhere in the crowd, supported a trekking pole, walked out slowly, and came to the monarch.

"I'm sorry to bother Liuyi Layman."

I saw the three kings respectfully saluting the old man.

The drunk old man waved his hand, then shook the wine gourd and took a sip of wine.

Lan Yuqing watched this scene calmly.

This old man is the judge of the debate between Confucianism and Taoism invited this time.

He is one of the most famous hermits in Zhongnan Mountain. He is a half-step Nascent Soul monk, but his real name is unknown.

It is rumored that he was once the prince of a certain mortal dynasty. After the collapse of his family, he escaped into the mountains, asked Xun Xian, and now lives in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain.

The so-called origin of the name is his own words: "I have a collection of 100 million volumes, [-] volumes of inscriptions on gold and stone, a sword handle, a game of chess, and a pot of wine. As an old man, I am older than this Among the five things, isn't it six ones?"

Previously, he was the No. 1 Qing debate recognized by the Zhongnan Kingdom. After the debate on Confucianism and Taoism was settled, she and Lin Wenruo both came to ask him to come out of the mountain with great gifts, but he declined both of them.

Later, the monarch personally went to the door and asked him to do a clear defense. He heard that he owed the royal family a favor, so he made a promise.

"Is everyone ready?"

The Six-One layman asked.

"House, everyone is here, we can start."

Lin Wenruo and Qing Jingzi both respectfully said.

After hearing the words, Layman Liuyi glanced at the two people in front of him, and seeing their resolute expressions, he did not persuade them.

He took a sip of wine, muttered a few words in his mouth, turned his head and said loudly:
"The rules of today's debate between Confucianism and Taoism have already been announced, and the old man will not repeat them, just ask the two of you, what are the bets on the outcome? You know, once this matter is settled, everyone at the scene will be hundreds of thousands of people in the south. Under the witness of the old man, it must not be violated."

The voice of the old man spread throughout the audience, and together with the picture, it reached the people of the city through the white glass bowl with mirror flowers, water and moon.

After this remark, the audience was solemn and silent.

Qingjingzi and Lin Wenruo looked at each other, took a step forward, and said loudly: "Chongxuguan bet on the position of Zhongnan Guojiao, if you lose, from today onwards, the Taoist priest Benguan will never set foot in the Zhongnan Guochaotang and will never participate. Zhongnan's state affairs, in addition, all the Taoist land under Taibai Mountain is willing to give it to the Lanxi Lin family."

After all, the whole place was silent.

Some people secretly sighed that this Lin Wenruo was able to push the Chongxu Guan to such a degree. This is the Chongxu Guan that has been rooted in Zhongnan Mountain for thousands of years. The Zhongnan Kingdom has not yet established a country, and it exists here.

Lin Wenruo took a step forward, bowed to all the spectators at the moment, and said loudly, "Lin Xi Lin is willing to bet all the property and land in Zhongnan Kingdom, all the foundations of the ancestors for the past seven hundred years are in it, if I lose, I Lanxi The Lin family took the word 'Lanxi' and moved out of Zhongnan Kingdom, and Lin's children never set foot in Zhongnan Kingdom again! And..."

At this moment, the tall Confucian scholar, who was watched by the audience, had a calm expression.

"And Qing Chi hanged herself at the foot of Taibai Mountain."

His voice reverberated from the preaching platform, and the audience became more solemn.

A certain purple-clothed Taoist nun raised her chin, pursed her lips tightly, and stared at the Confucian scholar with a calm expression and a name of Qing Chi.

The corner of Qing Jingzi's mouth twitched.Like your over-the-top dad?
Not far away, Zhao Rong frowned, his eyes quickly moved away from something on Qingjingzi's body, and suddenly looked at Lin Wenruo.

Since just now, he has been focusing all his attention on his good friend. Following his eyes, he looked curiously at Qingjingzi's little fox demon. At this time, he raised his head and looked at the locked brow of the man who was holding the corner of her clothes. The crescent eyebrows also gradually frowned.

Layman Liuyi was silent for a while, and looked carefully at the Confucian scholar who had been standing quietly in front of his hut for three days, begging him to come out, but he refused, nodded, and said in a voice that could be heard in the audience: "Are the two sides? Confirmation is correct, these bets just heard by everyone, this is the last chance, and now it is urgent to discuss changes."

Qingjingzi said directly: "Lay, the poor way is confirmed."

After speaking, he glanced at the Confucian scholar beside him.

Lin Wenruo nodded and said, "Lay, Qing Chi also..."

"Wait!"

Someone spoke out loud.

Lin Wenruo was interrupted.

At this time, it was like a lake with flat water being thrown into a boulder, and there was a loud noise on the originally silent field.

Who is speaking?
The 2000 people on the field could only search in the direction where the sound came from, but there were too many targets in that direction, so they couldn't be sure for a while.

Lin Wenruo was stunned, he recognized the owner of the blocking sound, and tilted his head to the left.

"Silence!"

Layman Liuyi's clear voice instantly reached the ears of everyone present.

The scripture platform was suddenly silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Seeing this, Layman Liuyi raised his head and took a sip of wine, and looked at the ordinary Confucian scholar who suddenly made a noise with his drunken eyes.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Rong said, "Zhao Ziyu, who is Lin Wenruo's friend, please wait a moment."

After saying that, Zhao Rong walked towards Lin Wenruo, but Su Xiaoxiao, who had been holding him by the corner of his shirt behind him, had widened his eyes since he made a sound. At this time, she was so anxious to see that he seemed to be going out for an adventure. Pulling Zhao Rong to death.

It's just that Zhao Rong is different from the little fox demon, who is afraid of even a little more people. He has a ruthless spirit in his bones. He is bold and does not have stage fright.

At this time, seeing that his friend had clearly arranged a retreat for everyone, but he didn't prepare it for himself. He had to come to an unsuccessful attempt and become a benevolent person. Zhao Rong was so anxious, where did the little fox demon pull live.

So, there was a strange scene on the field.

A handsome pink-clothed boy who looks like a goddess, holding on to the robe of an ordinary Confucian scholar who insists on walking forward, the two of them are pulling and pulling, you come and I, two people, four hands, at the waist Pull back.

It reappeared the scene in a mountain forest somewhere in Shishui Country.

The atmosphere on the field was a little awkward for a while.

The people present looked at it with different eyes.

Layman Liuyi watched with interest.

Qingjingzi watched with cold eyes, the thumb that turned Liuzhu suddenly stopped and snorted.

And Lin Wenruo, who witnessed this scene, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and couldn't help laughing.

As expected of you, brother Ziyu.

　Thanks to the "Nightmare Junkai" brother for the 1000-coin reward!rush rush!
　　
　
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