Fox Demon: God rewards hard work, I will eventually master martial arts and become a god

"Sixth Uncle, why are you here?"

Zhang Zifan asked in a low voice.

Zhang Zifan was actually very afraid of his sixth uncle.

Among all the uncles, only the sixth uncle is the smartest. He sometimes uses honest means, but sometimes he is not afraid to use some little tricks.

He is always able to use various ideas and strategies to get what he wants.

Moreover, his martial arts skills are also quite good. In Zhang Zifan's eyes since childhood, his sixth uncle seemed to be perfect, and he could always do anything easily.

"I should be the one asking you this question. Why are you here?"

"And your identity seems to be different. Why, are you friends with them?"

"In that case, should we let him go for your sake?"

There was no expression on Uncle Six's face, and it was hard to tell whether he was angry or surprised.

He never shows his emotions, but the pressure from his Sixth Uncle is unparalleled.

Zhang Zifan had no way to answer this question.

He thought of responding with silence.

"Answer me, your position will not change, right? You are the young master of Tongwen Hall, and you are my nephew, right?"

Uncle Six’s eyes were sharp.

And Zhang Zifan nodded subconsciously.

"So now, tell me, what is his name, what is his personality, and how strong is he."

Uncle Six continued to ask.

"His name is Lin Yu. He has a calm personality and unfathomable strength. I fought him once, and I was completely at a disadvantage in that fight."

"I can't think of any possibility of beating him."

Zhang Zifan said in a low voice.

"Then do you think that we uncles have a chance to kill him?"

Uncle Six asked again.

"it should be OK."

Zhang Zifan was silent for a moment. He thought for a long time before finally giving this answer.

This is not a lie, he really believes it.

His uncles united together, and the people from Tongwenguan hid a little further away, so many people swarmed in when the action took place.

It's almost an army.

Lin Yu was alone and had to retreat in front of an entire army.

"It's okay. I think so too. We have made thorough preparations. And you are here too. I think you will not show mercy when necessary."

Uncle Six's tone went a step further.

Zhang Zifan opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. He had no way to refuse at this time, but should he pretend to agree?

Then if an accident occurs and he finally returns to Tongwenguan, he will most likely be judged by his uncles in turn.

Cold sweat oozed out of Zhang Zifan's forehead. This was probably the most uneasy moment in the history of the young master of Tongwenguan.

"Why, do you have friends here too?"

Just at this moment, a familiar voice came from the front.

Zhang Zifan stood up subconsciously because the person who came to rescue him had arrived. The protagonist that he and his uncles had been discussing now walked in front of them.

He rode away on horseback during the day and came back on horseback at night, and he was still alone.

"It's not that we know each other, but I just feel that it's fate that we can meet here and drink and chat happily."

The scholar stood up and saluted Lin Yu.

"You are so elegant. If that is the case, I just happen to have the leisure time to do so."

Lin Yu sat down naturally, not caring about the awkward atmosphere in front of him.

Zhang Zifan winked at Lin Yu, but only at an angle where the uncles couldn't notice it. But at this angle, Lin Yu had no way of observing it.

"Okay! The store will serve the wine, and the bill will be on me."

The scholar suddenly opened his folding fan and waved his hand with great heroism.

Li Cunzhong was happy to see such a scene, and he quickly turned around and went in to get the wine.

The wine was brought up quickly, fifteen jars at a time.

Zhang Zifan was dumbfounded by so much wine. He couldn't help but wonder if there was really wine in it.

If I drink like this, I probably won't live to see tomorrow morning.

But what Zhang Zifan didn't expect was that his uncles had no expression on their faces, as if this was just a normal amount and they could drink it all easily.

Zhang Zifan muttered to himself while examining Lin Yu's expression.

But the same was true on Lin Yu's face, he was very confident, or it should be said that Lin Yu always had strong self-confidence, no matter when, he was like this.

"Well, these wines shouldn't be a problem."

The scholar looked at Lin Yu.
"The other two shop owners are also very lucky. Please sit down together and serve some more delicious dishes."

The scholar said again.

That means there were four people in total, drinking these fifteen jars of wine together.

No matter how you look at it, it seems too much.

Most of the people in Tongwenguan are good at drinking, and Zhang Zifan knows that his ninth and tenth uncles can drink.

In his early years, he often drank heavily when he was traveling around.

My sixth uncle is busy with politics, and drinking can basically be considered as his homework.

During festivals, Uncle Six always manages to get all the uncles drunk under the table.

"Since there are four of us, let's go to the fifteenth altar."

Lin Yu suddenly said.

Everyone else present was suddenly stunned.

If it's thirty jars, the amount of wine each person drinks is almost equal to a person's weight.

The scholar looked at Lin Yu, wondering where his confidence came from.

Zhang Zifan also stared at Lin Yu intently. For a moment, Zhang Zifan even suspected that Lin Yu was trying to use some internal force to force the wine out of his body.

"You have a good alcohol tolerance! I am also a bit famous in the martial arts world. I have been wandering around for so many years, but I have never seen a hero like you."

"Do you have a master? Do you have a sect?"

The scholar took the initiative to start a conversation.

"If you want to know, drink a jar first."

Lin Yu remained calm.

"A jar?"

Zhang Zifan was stunned when he heard it.

No hero can stand drinking like this.

Li Cunzhong's hand holding the bowl paused.

Uncle Six was silent at first, then he opened the lid of a jar of wine, picked up the jar, and started pouring the wine into his mouth.

The scholar looked weak, but he actually had a very good alcohol tolerance. He finished such a big jar in just a few breaths.

The scholar sat down again and smashed the jar of wine to make sure he had drunk it all.

"I have no master, no sect, I am just an ordinary person."

Lin Yu replied calmly.

"Where are you going and what are you going to do?"

The scholar asked again.

"Two questions, two jars of wine."

Lin Yu shrugged.

The scholar tugged at his collar and said nothing more. He really drank two jars of wine one after another. After they were finished, there were two more pieces of wine jars on the ground.

"I'm going to Tongwenguan to take someone away." Lin Yu disdained to tell lies, and since he was at the table, Lin Yu was not someone who couldn't afford to have fun.

He gave the answer directly, and even though Zhang Zifan kept blinking, Lin Yu pretended not to see it.

"Is there any way to stop you from going, no matter if it's money..."

The scholar had not yet finished speaking.

Li Cunzhong began to cough continuously.

Saying this is almost the same as exposing one's identity.

Li Cunzhong could already tell that the scholar was a little drunk.

This was not what they had expected. According to their imagination, they would drink slowly and talk to each other like two wandering people.

If necessary, they can also exchange some information with Lin Yu.
Everyone chatted about family matters, enjoyed good wine and delicious food, and everyone got what they wanted.

But I didn't expect Lin Yu to be so rude. He asked me to drink as soon as he opened his mouth and asked me to drink when I asked questions.

The scholar's alcohol tolerance is indeed good, but it is impossible for him to drink like this. He drinks too fast. If he drank slowly, he would not start talking nonsense now.

Li Cunzhong almost coughed up his lungs, and the scholar then realized his mistake.

He took a deep breath and tried to even out his breathing.

"Where are you from and what kind of past do you have?"

The scholar asked a question.

"I come from far away, and my past is rich and varied, dealing with different humans and even different races."

Lin Yu said softly.

"Are you teasing me?"

The scholar's expression was ferocious, and he obviously didn't believe it.

His expression was angry, not only because he felt that Lin Yu was deceiving him, but also because he needed to fight against the rising smell of alcohol.

This time Lin Yu did not let the scholar drink, but answered the question first.

But even so, the strong smell of alcohol still made the scholar dizzy.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, so I didn't let you drink it. How about this, I'll tell you your origins, and if what I said is correct, you drink a jar."

Lin Yu suddenly moved closer to the scholar.

"Come here! You say it!"

The scholar leaned back, looking very confident.

Li Cunzhong secretly slapped his thigh. He could clearly realize that something bad was going to happen.

I'm afraid that by this time, Lin Yu has already guessed the scholar's identity, otherwise his expression would not be so confident.

It seemed like the scholar was determined to drink another jar of wine.

"Tongwenguan."

When Lin Yu said this.

Li Cunzhong lowered his head subconsciously.

"Hahahaha, you are wrong, I am not from Tongwenguan,"

The scholar suddenly laughed.

He actually denied it, which made Li Cunzhong a little confused.

I didn't expect that he would have such a little idea at this time.

"I am a bad guy. My goal this time is to go to Qi State. We plan to disintegrate Qi State from within. If we have the chance, we will even kill the King of Qi directly."

The scholar said this without blushing or feeling nervous.

His condition before and after was exactly the same.

Even Zhang Zifan didn't know at that moment whether his sixth uncle was drunk or not.

"you sure?"

Lin Yu tilted his head.

"Why, I'm not sure of my own identity? I can't possibly not know who I am."

The scholar narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was certain that Lin Yu had no way to verify his identity, and he was beaming with joy, as if he had still won the battle.

"Really? But I know someone at Tongwenguan, and he knows you."

Lin Yu said softly.

"Then let him come out and see if what I said is true or not."

The scholar waved his hand, and his eyes naturally fell on Zhang Zifan.

In the scholar's opinion, the person from Tongwenguan that Lin Yu knew was most likely just Zhang Zifan.

He had already mentioned Zhang Zifan before, and he was very confident about what kind of judgment his nephew would make.

But Zhang Zifan frowned, looking confused.

The scholar was startled, and the next moment something flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized that something might go wrong.

He stood up suddenly. He had been sitting for too long and had drunk several jars of wine, so he was a little unsteady on his feet for a moment.

But a hand suddenly pressed down on his shoulder, helping him to steady his body.

"Sixth brother, long time no see. I remember you were a normal person, but now you look like a disabled person. You can't even stand steadily."

Li Cun Yi walked out from behind the scholar while smiling.

"This is the friend from Tongwenguan that I was talking about. He is ranked fifth among the Thirteen Protectors. Are you sure you are a bad person?"

Lin Yu tilted his head.

"Bad people? Sixth brother, when did you change your allegiance?"

Li Cun Yi laughed even louder.

Li Cun Yi had never gotten along well with the Holy Leader of Tong Wen Guan, and he never had a good face towards the people under his command.

He exposed the scholar's lie without hesitation.

The scholar's face finally turned red at this time, and his eyes were sharp, as if they could penetrate the entire darkness.

After a moment he smiled as if relieved.

"I can't drink this wine."

The scholar moved all the wine jars aside.

"What's wrong? Are you drunk already? Sixth brother, you can't do that. If we really want to drink, I have to do it."

Li Cun Yi didn't care either. He just picked up the jar of wine and poured it into his mouth.

Among all of Zhang Zifan’s uncles, even though his sixth uncle can drink, he still ranks behind his fifth uncle.

The appearance of Fifth Uncle made Zhang Zifan feel even more mixed emotions. He did not expect that so many Thirteen Protectors would be mobilized.

And as Li Cun Yi, he actually maintained a good relationship with Lin Yu.

There are too many mysteries flickering deep in Zhang Zifan's heart, but the truth is actually very simple.

Li Cunyi and Lin Yu have reached some kind of cooperation, and Li Cunyi had met Lin Yu before.

Now that everything is clear, after Li Cun Yi left Tongwenguan, he was no longer a member of Tongwenguan.

He originally came here to satisfy his curiosity, and now he stands on Lin Yu's side just to satisfy himself.

As for how Tongwenguan was doing, Li Cun Yi never cared.

Asking him for help was definitely the worst decision they had ever made.

The Saint Leader of Tongwenguan would probably only think that Li Cun Yi would at most refuse, but he would never have thought that he didn't even mind siding with outsiders.

"I didn't plan to take action at this time. I wanted to wait until everyone was together before taking action."

"But now you can't wait any longer. You seem to have forgotten that you were once a member of Tongwenguan. You seem to have forgotten the friendship between us."

"You will definitely pay the price today."

The scholar simply made everything clear.

If Li Cunyi and Lin Yu had colluded before this, then all the arrangements of Tongwenguan would be meaningless. (End of this chapter)