Probably didn't expect that in addition to pies falling from the sky, a pie-sized face could also be drilled into the wall, and the two disciples of the Eagle Claw Gate who walked along the wall were taken aback, and subconsciously retreated...... Fell into the pond.

Mo Wushu spit out the wall ash in his mouth and shook his head vigorously, but because his neck was stuck on the wall, a slight deflection would hit the outer wall next to him, so he had to keep his head shaking from side to side to shake off the thick dust on his hair.

…… Live like a shaky husky.

The two disciples emerged from the pond and happened to be eye-to-eye with him.

"Look at it!" Mo Wudi's big blazing eyes suddenly widened.

"Look at you!!" Two disciples...... Of course no such thing would be said.

This time, when I came to Luojiazhuang, I was able to be taken by Li Zhongyun by my side, all of whom were henchmen and elites of the elite, and these two disciples were no exception.

Judging from the gossip they got a few days ago, the one in front of them should be the legendary mysterious disciple who was forcibly taken in by Li Zhongyun and had to be beaten dozens of times every day before he would be obedient.

It is said that when Elder Li proposed to accept this guy as an apprentice, this guy was desperate and refused to comply, and threatened to find Elder Li to try whose fists were harder in the future, so that he could know who should be the master, and then he was beaten half to death by Elder Li and forcibly brought back......

Seriously, when they heard the news at that time, all the disciples who had been personally trained by Li Zhongyun felt sincere admiration for this guy who was not afraid of death.

But no matter what, compared to these elite disciples, this guy's identity as a suspected personal disciple still has to be firmly overpowered by them.

Don't dare to mess with, don't dare to mess with.

“…… Senior Brother" The expressions of the two disciples were a little stiff, and they couldn't get angry, and they were aggrieved!

"What a brother!" Mo Wushu's eyebrows were raised, and he didn't appreciate it at all, "What are you two sneaking about?" ”

Two disciples: ??

Why are we sneaky on the road above board?

"Today, Baicaopu held a medical meeting at the Fulai Inn, and I was injured when I fought with the monster a few days ago, and I was about to go and see it." Although they were full of slander in their hearts, the two disciples still replied respectfully.

"Herb shop?" Mo Wushu scratched his head...... Well, my hand is still in the wall, and I can't scratch it.

"Is that the medicine shop where the doctor is?" He seemed to remember something.

"It's a miracle doctor." One of the disciples reminded.

"Qi! Whatever the does! Mo Wudi scoffed at this title, he had heard others introduce Mu Yan's nickname at the previous demon punishment meeting, and he expressed his disdain for it.

In his opinion, whether it is the "Captain of the Transport Brigade" or the "Holy Doctor with Wonderful Hands", these people who have made their names early in front of him are just a little bit better luck than him, if he hadn't been injured on the first day and went down the front line, and was later exposed by Old Man Li and forcibly accepted as a disciple Xue hidden, where would he still be unknown.

"When does the convention start?" He vaguely remembered what Mu Yan said at that time, and this was also a rare opportunity for him.

"It's time to start."

When? Mo Wudi's two eyebrows seemed to be twisted up, and he seemed to be thinking about something, but in fact, at this time, his heart had already roared:, what the hell is the time?

Obviously, 80% of his life is dominated by muscles, and he knows nothing about subjects other than physical education.

He quickly glanced at the respectful two people in front of him, and two seconds later, he decisively chose the former between his own face and his shameless good character.

"Good! It just so happens that I'm going too, so you wait for me, go together! Mo Wushu finished saying this with a serious face, and quickly pulled his head back from the wall.

The two disciples looked at the hole in the wall with a big head silently, their eyes were melancholy, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Mo Wushu didn't know that from the moment his head broke through the wall, his face or something would have been lost a long time ago, and the rest was probably only a crumbling festival.

"Old man......" Mo Wu's loud voice soon sounded in the courtyard.

Bang bang bang!! Boom!

The wall ash on the wall has been brushed off again.

"It's Elder Li's 'Eagle Strike Second Style'." One of the disciples whispered to the other.

The other nodded silently, looking a little desperate.

or something, it's almost gone......

……

Fulai Inn is the largest inn in Luojiazhuang, occupying a large area south of the river in the center of Luojiazhuang.

The shopkeeper is said to be a noble person who has some relationship with the owner of Luojiazhuang, and came here with the Luo family and opened this inn, which has a history of more than 100 years.

Elsewhere, more than 100 years of history may seem like nothing, but in this small village at the foot of the Lion Camel Mountains, which has been attacked by monsters all year round, it is absolutely unimaginable.

Don't look at Luojiazhuang's current defense system is so tight, and the idle monster attack can't reach the center at all.

But that is all in exchange for the flesh and blood of countless warriors in the past hundred years, where would there be so many manpower, so detailed, and targeted defense methods a hundred years ago?

It is not easy to think that the inn that has been able to continue from that time to the present day.

This time, the grass shop only bought a two-story inn in the outermost part of the Fulai Inn, but even so, it had already cost a lot of money.

In order to persuade Jia Changfu to spend a huge amount of money to hold such a doomed loss-making consultation, Mu Yan smashed all the free resources he had for a whole year as a member of the Jia family on this, of course, this is still far from enough, and this resource is still a drop in the bucket compared to the money Jia Changfu has to spend.

Jia Changfu is a shrewd businessman, which can be seen from his distant relative, Jia Ren, the shopkeeper of Baicaopu. If you want to write him a blank check, it is basically impossible for the white wolf with empty gloves.

So Mu Yan also asked Yin Feng for help, and asked the tailor to make a soft armor from the thick skin he got from the pig demon, and engraved a simplified version of the alchemy matrix of the iron armor spell on it, and then gave it to Jia Changfu.

This is Mu Yan's highest masterpiece in the alchemy class of the Harry Potter world, you know, it is not an easy task to convert spells into alchemy matrix, it requires extraordinary skills in spell construction, and also has in-depth research in linguistics and alchemy, fortunately, Mu Yan has a solid foundation in spell science and linguistics, and the final alchemy is also quite smooth with the help of the professor, but even so he only parsed the alchemy matrix of such a spell as the iron armor spell.

The pig demon fur obtained this time is also a good alchemy material in the Harry Potter world, but due to the limitations of the carving material, the environment and Mu Yan's own magic power, he can only barely depict a simple version of the iron armor spell, which makes this soft armor not only have the requirements of the number of uses, but also slowly lose magic power over time.

But this is enough for a mortal who has not been exposed to extraordinary power, and after getting Mu Yan's soft armor, Jia Changfu, who has been wavering, immediately agreed to Mu Yan's request.

……

Today's Luojiazhuang is as hot as ever, but it does not affect the liveliness of the main entrance to the south of the Fulai Inn.

The exaggerated news that Baicaopu has contracted the Fulai Inn has spread to most of Luojiazhuang.

The surging flow of people almost filled the street in front of the Fortune Inn.

Standing on the second floor, Mu Yan looked at the crowded street downstairs and was silent.

Behind him stood only a medicine boy who was listening to his interrogation, and the other doctors had already left early to prepare.

The medicine boy stood respectfully by the door near the table, and seeing that Mu Yan didn't speak, he didn't dare to make a sound.

The atmosphere in the room was getting a little oppressive.

After half a ring, Mu Yan's voice came: "Open the door." ”

The medicine boy was relieved, said "yes", and hurried out the door.

After the medicine boy walked out, Mu Yan reached out to the teapot next to him and recited a spell lightly.

The water in the teapot was immediately manipulated by magic to form a thin layer of water in the air that was one person high, and then the water layer gradually became transparent, reflecting Mu Yan's appearance.

Mirror Manifestation Spell, a simple spell that turns clear water into a mirror, in fact, as long as it is fluid, it is not the first time that the spells of the Harry Potter world have shown their convenience in life.

Mu Yan straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, and did not leave in a hurry, but stood quietly in front of the mirror, and did not turn around and walk out of the door until the mirror turned into tea and spilled it on the ground again.

"Still a little reluctant." Walking on the stairs, Mu Yan thought quietly, judging from the test results just now, his current magic power was only enough to release two complete primary magic, although this was the result of his deliberate saving of some of his magic power, but even if he added that part of the result, it would not be too far away.

At this rate, it is basically impossible to restore mana to a level that can use intermediate magic in this world.

He now has Riddle's memories before he was sixteen years old as an aid, and he doesn't have to worry about the development of the next period of time for the time being, but the current situation is that there is no extra time for him to develop slowly, and if he wants to complete the task in two months, he must improve his strength quickly.

This is also Mu Yan's disadvantage compared to other rookie tourists, those rookie tourists who choose other props when choosing rewards have lost a chance to contact other power systems, but they have obtained powerful props that do not match their strength, so that they have a glimmer of hope to complete the task in the future world no matter what.

Although Mu Yan has mastered the power system that scavengers dream of, he has no time to develop, and his overall combat power is weaker than those tourists who hold powerful props.

"It's good that I learned alchemy!" Mu Yan sighed secretly in his heart, he could only hope that those wounded people could bring him a steady stream of materials now.

After all, if the sacrificial materials are only used as one-time items, even a junior alchemy apprentice can make powerful magic items.

Walking down the last staircase, Mu Yan took a deep breath, and when he turned around, his face had already returned to indifference, and the noisy crowd quieted down at this time, and they saluted Mu Yan one after another.

Mu Yan walked past them and nodded slightly.