The whistle was long, sharp and drew everyone's attention. First there was an accent that shook the audience, and then the man burst out of the car door with a guitar in his arms, hot with the wavy curls of a hippie from the '80s and his funny bell bottoms.

"Huh...... What kind of immortal is this?" Before Lin Moyang recovered from the comfortable perception brought by the knight queue, he saw such a non-mainstream, he had a guitar hanging on his chest, obviously no one was cheering for him, he was still very intoxicated and pointed his hands into the air, as if he was being cheered on by thousands of fans.

The scene was a little awkward for a while, until another person on the bus got down and kicked the non-mainstream ass hard. "Don't be ashamed!

The non-mainstream shook his hair and walked back to the bus with a proud face.

Seeing this, the members of the student union of Merlin College hurriedly got on the bus to help, and after a while, Lin Moyang saw that the officers moved various musical instruments from the bus, and even had several mobile speakers.

"What are these people here for......" Lin Moyang was stunned to see a cart of musical instruments in this car, and a group of people in strange costumes sitting in the gap between these instruments, or did they stretch out a hand with a gold watch from the gap and make a V-shape towards the students outside the door. Lin Moyang could also faintly see a few black men gesturing and swaying to the rhythm from the car window.

"What's the situation? This ...... Bard changed to black rap artist?" Lin Moyang was confused by this scene, and he immediately thought of Natasha, who is known as a human code scanner.

Natasha clasped her hands in her arms, and her expression was very calm: "Recently, the French have been seriously blackened, which is normal. ”

Normal ghost, you knocked on the door of this tavern, and as soon as the tavern owner opened the door, there were two black men standing at the door, and it was a rap and hiphop, and the tavern owner was probably going to use a broom to drive people away on the spot, right? Or one day Lin Moyang really made a name for himself in the wizarding world, and he could be sung everywhere by the bards, and the poet said: "Today we will talk about the great Lord Lin Moyang......!

Believe it or not, I flipped the table? This scene is so spicy that I can't imagine it. Can't you bards learn from other people's knights? You are a ball of bards?

The musical instruments were almost moved, and only then did the bards on the bus step down from the bus with a hip-hop pace. Fortunately, Lin Moyang didn't say a word this time, otherwise Lin Moyang would really have to put a question mark on the observation standards of pilgrims.

The poet queue was even smaller this time, with only about 20 of them coming, each with a musical instrument on their bodies.

"The poets are still not ready to participate in the early competition this year, but it is understandable that their combat effectiveness is not strong, and they basically can't get good scores every year. Sirbe was not surprised by the artistic hippies.

Is this called not a high level of combat? They can shout long live Wakanda with a spear, are you sure they didn't just come from the set of Avengers?

Fortunately, this group of guys did not stay at the scene for too long, except for some hip-hop fans, the response at the scene was also very flat, and there was no fierce reaction like the knight phalanx just now.

Joshua was somewhat enthusiastic to the front of the welcome queue, and all of the Apocalypse Society's personnel who had not been involved in the preparation of the meal had already arrived.

The last two buses slowly drove to the school gate, and Joshua's face showed reverence and awe. Lin Moyang glanced at Natasha and found that the girl's expression was a little strange.

The bus stopped, the doors slowly opened, and all the Lost Sinners stepped down from the bus quietly. They don't put on a show, they don't show off, they don't even have a basic response to the welcome queue. Each was dressed in a loose robe, with their faces hidden under the robes. A black priest's gown peeks out of the gaps in the robes.

They were like a silent and devout procession of pilgrims, not paying attention to the commotion around them, but silently forming a long line and walking straight to the school.

"Morgans, Johnston, Kipling......" To Lin Moyang's surprise, Natasha frowned, and the human flesh scanner kept revealing the names of the people present as if it was malfunctioning. Lin Moyang didn't care about it at first, but Natasha's speed of signing up was getting faster and faster, and she didn't even have time to introduce the brief information of these people. After careful counting, most of the more than 40 students were on the list of pilgrims. Almost all of the people in this group are elite-level combat power.

“...... Eldest sister, don't read it, I'm a little panicked, this group of clergy is so frustrated?" "What are you kidding? This group of priesthood hunters really paid their blood this time, I'm afraid they have sent all the elites in the past few years."

"Something is wrong. Knowing that Natasha's anxious expression had not eased, this made Lin Moyang a little worried, and the female terminator's expression was not so anxious when facing Comara.

"What's wrong? Is it saying that this group of priests is a bit utilitarian? I think it's the same, sending so many shameless people, and saying that believers are indifferent to fame and fortune. Lin Moyang echoed with some unevenness.

"No, most of these people are not cadets. All are skilled Blood Hunters and Dark Wizard Hunters who have graduated and are working within the Church. The relationship between the Holy See and the major academies is not particularly cordial, so no one can see the problem with their staffing. But this lineup is clearly not here for the reception. Natasha reached out for her phone as she spoke, and she said to Lin Moyang, "I'll go and report to His Excellency Galahad, this matter is not normal." With that, Natasha quickly squeezed through the crowd and walked to a secluded corner at the school gate.

Huh, why is this person making such a fuss...... Lin Moyang didn't understand why Natasha was so serious, but he felt that this group of hunters fit his image as a ruthless stalker. Their grim demeanor made Lin Moyang feel like Van Helsing or some other legendary hunter.

"Okay, every year the Lost Sinners students are like this, don't worry about them, let's go to the back kitchen to see how Xiao Mo is busy, since Chef Tonio is helping, then there must be no problem with this matter. Sylbe saw that all the Lost Sinner's Hunter cadets were walking in a neat queue towards the dormitory, without the need for others to lead them at all.

Lin Moyang glanced at the direction Natasha left, he sighed, anyway, this old lady is here to take care of him, and he doesn't have to worry about this female terminator. Thinking like this, Lin Moyang was led to the cafeteria by Silbe.

The cafeteria at Merlin College is a six-story building, and students can buy their favorite dishes for all tastes at each window on the six floors. But now that the entire canteen has been emptied and turned into a hall full of many long tables, I don't know if it's Lin Moyang's illusion, Lin Moyang always feels that this canteen is several times bigger than when he came to buy things before. In the kitchen connected to the corner of the hall, busy students are now coming and going, and the usual chefs are happily working next to them today.

Lin Moyang could also see that several students of the Silver Vulture Academy were in the kitchen of their own academy, sorting the fine wine they had brought, or cleaning up the ingredients they had brought, and several student council officials were standing next to them, listening to them and constantly jotting down something in their notebooks.

"As the organizer, Merlin Academy will provide ingredients for all participating students, and if there is none, there will be a special person to purchase them on Shadow Street immediately. Silbert explained, too, the girl was very happy to look at the lively hall. "Let's go, Merlin Academy's kitchen is there!" Silbert pointed to the right of the hall door, pulling Lin Moyang and walking there.

As soon as he approached the kitchen, Lin Moyang heard Tonio's command: "The people over there take care of the pot, pay attention to controlling the heat, I have already sent you the manual just now! The noodles in the pot over there can be scooped up, tomatoes! Prepare a few fresh dragon heart tomatoes for me, and be nimble with your hands and feet!" Tonio stood in the center of the kitchen, calling the members of the Apocalypse Society like his own arm. There was still a look of excitement on his face, and it seemed that the long tables in the hall made him very happy, and he was even happier at the thought that he would be able to fill them all with his own hands later.

"Ah, Mr. Tonio was like a different man as soon as he entered the kitchen, and I couldn't help at all. Moira looked up from the pile of potato peelers, she was supposed to be the chef of the Merlin Academy for this reception, but Tonio's ability was so strong that she could only peel potatoes with a group of weaker girls.

Seeing Lin Moyang's eyes flashing with surprise, she complained in a happy tone while peeling potatoes neatly.

Sylbe watched with some surprise as the crowd of people came and went in the kitchen, the group of members of the Apocalypse Society under the command of Tonio were like well-trained back kitchens, doing everything in an orderly manner.

"Ahahahaha, isn't this the scene in my dream to finally fill a long table with dishes and heroes gather in the hall to enjoy the food at the long table?" said Toneo, excitedly scurrying around the back kitchen, his face flushed from bloodshot.

Silbay didn't know what to say for a while, this fanatical cook was really like a natural leader in the kitchen, so that the two of them couldn't even interject, Silbe and Lin Moyang could only helplessly look at the busy crowd, there was still a short period of time before the cocktail party started, and they and the chefs of several other colleges had to prepare a whole school meal with professors and students from foreign schools.

Lin Moyang looked around, except for the people who set up the hall, even the knights were standing in a certain kitchen with serious faces, and their expressions of cooking seemed to be performing some dangerous ritual, and the level of meticulousness was like a dragon sleeping in a pot.

"What do you think the knights will cook?" asked Lin Moyang with some curiosity. He had the impression that cooking didn't seem to be a good fit for knights. It seems that there are few legends that say that such and such a knight cooks particularly delicious. Knights should still fight giants or dragons on the battlefield, not in the kitchen with bread and soup.

"The knights are pretty good at cooking, and last year their curry was awesome. They are based in Jerusalem, although they bring chefs to cook more Middle Eastern cuisine. Sylbe thought about it, the chicken curry that the knights brought with a serious face last year was really amazing.

"Wait, have you seen the figure of a guy who has lost his position?" Lin Moyang suddenly saw that among the knights, there was a certain person who was particularly familiar, this person kept talking to the knights, and the knights kept smiling at him.

Sylbe also caught a glimpse of this figure, and her teeth suddenly itched with anger: "Your Excellency Green!

Lin Moyang smiled, at this time he suddenly noticed a serious problem, just now he was patronizing to watch the excitement, and he didn't even notice that his thighs were so relaxed, and now he found that his leg pendant was missing. "Eh, have you seen the duckling?" Lin Moyang asked Silbe, the duckling usually never runs around, but now no one knows where to run, which is completely different from the duckling's character.

"Oh, it seems that when Miss Natasha ran away just now, the children also ran over. Sylbe thought for a moment and replied.

"Oh. Lin Moyang was relieved, thinking about it, besides him, the stickier duckling was Natasha. Anyway, the ducklings won't run around, and they won't get lost if they follow Natasha. Thinking of this, Lin Moyang breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Lin Moyang's mobile phone beeped, and he took out his mobile phone to see that it was actually an MMS message sent to him by a sharp dragon. Only then did Lin Moyang remember that Feng Long had said that he would send him a new tutorial in the afternoon to help him master exercises other than the first breath.

"Hey? Or MMS, is it so advanced? I thought it was some kind of martial arts cheats or something. Lin Moyang spit out a little unexpectedly, and then he felt a little wrong, the attachment of this MMS tape is a little too small, only a few kb, what kind of powerful tutorial can be stored in this size?

In confusion, Lin Moyang opened the MMS, and there was only one word in the entire MMS, and then there was an image with extremely rough quality. The image is also very rudimentary, consisting of only eight long and short lines. Lin Moyang almost didn't spray a mouthful of old blood on the screen of his mobile phone, it's not that he didn't recognize what was drawn on this picture, as long as you are a Chinese, basically you know this graphic, what kind of tutorial is such a graphic? And so mysteriously sent by MMS, is it necessary? Wouldn't it be good if you just sent a gossip? This kind of graphic grabbed a lot on the Internet.

This thing can be seen as an egg, Fenglong is afraid that he doesn't want to let himself understand the method of fortune-telling, when he retires, he will set up a stall on Shadow Street to try Chinese fortune-telling for wizards? Then I might as well buy a laptop computer and go to the bridge to do computer fortune-telling for those old men and old ladies on the bridge, which is more stable than your now.

But after all, this is Fenglong's thing, although he is a little puzzled in his heart, he still looks at it patiently, at least he has to be enlightened.

But this gossip he was already familiar with when he watched Riman, and he really couldn't see that this thing had anything to do with qi, and it was far from the first breath.

Silber saw Lin Moyang looking at the mobile phone, she stood on tiptoe curiously and glanced at it, and then she asked: "Why does the senior look at the gossip, is there anything special about this gossip?"

Lin Moyang glanced at Silbe, and scolded in his heart that Fenglong is really unreliable, even foreigners know this gossip, what can you realize by watching this thing ten thousand times?

But after thinking about it like this, Lin Moyang shook his head again, since Fenglong let him understand, then Fenglong must have already realized it, although I don't know why Fenglong can't tell him other exercises directly, but Fenglong must have learned it, and Fenglong's comedian appearance is really far from a cultivator. In addition, Fenglong clearly said that the novels and movies are all fake, and there is no such cultivator.

"Oh, it's okay, the eldest brother said he drew a picture, let me see how it is, I think it's average. Lin Moyang hurriedly prevaricated.

When Sylbe heard this, she also covered her mouth and snickered: "I also think that when you look at this gossip painting, it looks crooked, and at first glance it is hand-painted, which is really ugly." ”

This sentence made Lin Moyang suddenly feel excited, yes, what if what Feng Long wants to realize by himself is not in the gossip at all, but in the strokes? Everyone has seen the gossip, why did Feng Long draw a hand-drawn photo?

Thinking of this, Lin Moyang hurriedly opened the picture again, and the gossip on the picture was really as Silbert said, the strokes were not correct at all, and they looked crooked. Lin Moyang looked at the distorted strokes carefully, wondering if there was a deep meaning hidden in them.

Your uncle, where does the deep meaning come from! It's just a casual drawing, and the painting is crooked! I believe in the evil of this comedian! Lin Moyang stared at this gossip diagram for a long time, but he finally came to the conclusion that there was no deep meaning in this diagram at all, and these crooked strokes were simply because Fenglong drew them too casually, nothing more. As for the letters, these pixels have already been pasted together.

Lin Moyang put away his mobile phone and didn't think about this terrible hand-drawn gossip map at all.

"Your Excellency. Tonio handed over a glass of cold juice, there was no wooden cup here, this juice really looked cold and delicious in a glass. Tonio said, "Everyone, good work! Rest for 15 minutes and put the prepared dishes in the freshness circle. Tonio ordered the wizards who were busy behind him, and the young wizards burst into cheers, the kitchen was set up with a magic box to preserve the taste and freshness of the food, and they were not at all worried about the loss of taste due to the passage of time.

"Everyone can go to my barrel over there and pour juice to drink, and the wine will not be moved first, because it will affect the quality of the food after drinking. Tonio said empathetically.

"You're pretty skilled. Lin Moyang said with a smile, as soon as this chef enters the kitchen, he is like an invincible general, although he is strict, it is difficult to refuse.

Your Excellency smiled. Tonio rubbed his hands, first smiled, and then he leaned into Lin Moyang's ear: "There is also a reluctant request, let Your Excellency help." ”

"Huh?"