My imagination has come true

Chapter 182 Mini Games

While Yun Duo hesitated, Mu Qingyun had already accepted the invitation of the 'rival'.

"My name is Ma Cheng, and I use a knife. Miss, your backpack is really useful. If you don't bet on anything else, I will bet on your backpack. I win. You pack the things in your backpack and take them away. Leave the bag to me." ,How about it?"

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Okay. Then what are you betting on?"

Ma Cheng put his baggage on the ground and opened it, showing it to Mu Qingyun.

"Look at this, the calfskin water bladder, new and unused, so delicate."

"And this, although it looks like a bundle of ropes, but I specially asked someone to rub this rope. It is soaked in tung oil, and it is very strong. It can hang a hundred of my weight."

"Otherwise, don't think that this fishing rod is just a bamboo pole. This fishing line and this hook are all carefully selected by me, and they are very useful."

Gloves, a neckerchief, a wooden comb, and a large handful of hair ties remained.

Mu Qingyun really knelt down and picked, and chose the two oil-paper umbrellas stuffed by Ma Cheng at the bottom.

Through the umbrella cover, just the color and the corner of the painting made Mu Qingyun feel very delicate and beautiful.

Ma Cheng felt distressed immediately, he hesitated for a while, and finally took out one as a prize this time.

"My two umbrellas were made by my sister. There are 86 procedures, so it's very troublesome."

Taking advantage of Ma Cheng's distressed umbrella, Zhou Biyun quickly said: "Only those who win more than [-] battles in a row can change to the three-line brand. After the game, it was replaced by three golden flowers."

"This Ma Cheng has a lot of three lines, which shows that his opponents in the past are very strong."

Zhou Biyun looked solemn, "Sister Mu, you have to be careful."

After thinking about it, she comforted Mu Qingyun again, "But it's okay, Yaowu City's martial arts are very well-mannered, so don't be afraid."

While speaking, three people came out from the crowd to testify.

Mu Qingyun stepped forward, clasped his fists and saluted solemnly: "Please!"

Ma Cheng yelled, and the steel knife came out of its sheath. The knife was as fast as thunder, and looked at Mu Qingyun's left shoulder.

In the next second, he felt that the knife sank and suddenly fell to the ground. Ma Cheng couldn't control it for a while, and his body center of gravity leaned forward——plop!
He fell to the ground instantly.

Zhou Biyun blinked.

Mu Qingyun smiled, imitating the actions of the people he saw just now, and stretched out his hand to help the person on the ground: "Chengyi."

Ma Cheng: "??"

There was an uproar all around, and boos broke out from the crowd of onlookers.

Mu Qingyun handed over her sleeve, and Ma Cheng stamped her in a daze, and had to present her oiled paper umbrella.

It was getting darker.

Mu Qingyun yawned, and as soon as the wind picked up, he hurriedly called the coachman over, and turned around to invite Zhou's father and daughter to board the car.

"Uncle Yun, help me see my two friends off."

The old butler of the Yun family smiled and responded, and before getting into the car, the corner of his eyes flicked across Mu Qingyun's shoulders and the marks on her body, he couldn't help it, and the corners of his mouth twitched several times.

After sitting on the train for four consecutive days and playing these games one after another, even though Yun Duoer and the others were just playing, Mu Qingyun was still very tired after the addiction, so he reached out and stuffed Situ Qingshuang with his backpack, The two girls greeted each other and got into the car.

Yun Duo'er and the others also rushed up.

After getting into the car, there were no outsiders around, so Yun Duo'er lowered her voice and said eagerly: "Sister Yue, what happened to Yaowu City recently? Is there any robber Qiangliang coming? Or is it that the grandchildren from the Three Islands are coming to make trouble?" matter?"

Mu Qingyun: "Little Yunduo, you are asking the wrong person. I just arrived today. How do I know this?"

Situ Qingshuang shook his head, and pulled Yun Duoer aside: "Don't ask random questions."

Yun Duo'er shut her mouth obediently.

Mu Qingyun was really tired, so he didn't think much, he pulled out his pillow, fell into the carriage, and fell asleep.

He galloped all the way to the post house in Yaowu City.

The two postmen were already waiting at the gate of the posthouse. When they saw Mu Qingyun, they were very enthusiastic
When she was still in Yuncheng Martial Art Museum, the document was sent to Yaowu City. The postman had already received the news and had been waiting for her. He had to go back and forth six times just for the food.

Hot water is also prepared early.

The Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall was in the Ming Dynasty, and it was just an ordinary small martial arts gym, but in the eyes of the posthouse staff in a small city like Yaowu City, the disciples of the Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall were distinguished guests, on business, and those passing by outside. Ordinary guests are quite different.

After politely sending Mu Qingyun back to the room, the postman lowered his head, tried to tighten his face, and closed the door respectfully.

It was only when he went out that his expression collapsed.

The other postmen were also full of curiosity: "I heard that Yue Nvxia is the master Zhuomen's disciple? The grandsons of the Sandao Guoshuzimen even put a reward on her old man, offering 10 taels for her head. "

"Why does her old man also like to play the nonsense games of those young people?"

The postman reluctantly coaxed this group of idlers away: "Is there a special hobby?"

Who knows what those heroes are thinking.

Mu Qingyun took a shower and changed clothes, went to the cafeteria to eat a delicious supper, and then lay on the bed and slept until dawn.

When she arrived in Yaowu City, the time was tight and the task was heavy. When she got up the next day, she hurriedly went to the venue of the Second Martial Arts Competition to register.

After leaving the gate of the post station, Mu Qingyun seriously felt the fighting atmosphere of Yaowu City.

But in one morning, her two sleeves were covered with various imprints.

There are three realms, four realms, and various gold stars.

Mu Qingyun's own brand was also changed to San Daowen, anyway, it was Lian Zhan Lian Jie, majestic and majestic.

Mu Qingyun really found it very interesting.

Although Leng was not able to find a single expert who fought against her, but there were enough people, and the moves naturally became rich and colorful.

Among the many gravels, it is inevitable that there will be a handful of shining treasures.

Mu Qingyun summed it up carefully, picked out moves that were worth seeing, and wrote them down in his notebook.

She always carries her notebook with her, and whenever she encounters a good and interesting opponent, she will record the battle between the two in detail, and now she has written more than half of the notebook.

Dozens of fights were fought in one day, and even though the opponents were so good that people doubted their lives, Mu Qingyun still felt that he had learned a lot from it.

Mu Qingyun happily went back to the post house. As soon as he reached the door, he saw a familiar figure.

It happened that there was a newsstand next to him, and when he flicked his eyes on the newspaper, he saw this face in front of the post house.

One of Yaowu City Dinghaishenzhen, Tang Jingping, the beloved apprentice of Mr. Xu Tang and Mr. Xu.

This is a master of delusion, with a reputation far and wide, and he is also famous. Unlike other masters, he is always taboo to take pictures, and his photos often appear in newspapers.

When Tang Jingping saw Mu Qingyun, he smiled politely, first greeted Zhuo Clan Master, and then apologized: "I have been preparing for the competition for the past few days, but Yue Nvxia arrived, but I didn't go to greet her, it's impolite and impolite."

Mu Qingyun quickly bent down a little more, and was several times more polite than him: "How dare you work for Senior Tang."

The two of you came and went, and after several rounds of politeness, Tang Jingping finally revealed his purpose, and said with some embarrassment: "I see Yuexia's true energy is strong, which is not much worse than seeking the truth. I'm afraid she is about to enter the realm of seeking truth Alright, if the heroine intends to hone her martial arts, why don't you go to Yaowutai to have a try?"

His eyes fell on the wavy lines all over Mu Qingyun's body, his expression was indescribable, "Actually, the 'Martial Fight' in Yaowu City is a small game played by newcomers below level seven."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

(End of this chapter)