Chapter Twenty-Three: Divine Skills, Beauties, and Rivers

Don't?

Ding Ye smiled and said nothing.

Instead, after asking Xiaobai to take a photo of the cheats of the two divine skills with a virtual image, he handed them to Yin Sudao together.

"Add one more "Nine Yin True Scripture"."

When Yin Susu heard this, he immediately said angrily, "Bastard! What do you think of me! ”

"Help the Venerable Father sit on the throne of the head of the Ming Sect......"

Ding Ye said again.

After saying this, Yin Susu suddenly sneered disdainfully, "It's up to you? I'm not afraid of the wind, and I flashed my tongue! ”

"Don't believe me?" Ding Ye smiled, and then said with a good smile, "Why don't you ...... Let's make a bet? ”

As the saying goes, please don't be as good as agitated.

Looking at Ding Ye's confident look, Yin Susu, who was already arrogant, immediately said.

"Bet on what!"

"How about betting on you?" Ding Yeyun said lightly, "I can help my father sit in the position of the leader of the Ming Sect first, if it doesn't work, the two martial arts rights should be given to your father and daughter, and the marriage contract will be stopped." ”

"Nine Yin True Scripture" and "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon" are two top-level divine skills that are enough to set off a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes.

Yin Susu glanced at Ding Ye with stunned eyes, as if he wanted to see where this confidence came from in the other party's eyes.

Why should those two martial arts that can make a nobody win the top martial arts in the rivers and lakes as if they were picking up rotten cabbage on the street, and disdain.

"Bet on it!"

Yin Susu, who was completely aroused by the girl's heart, gritted her teeth and said, "If you can make my father the leader of the Ming Sect!" I'll marry you." ”

"Hehe, good!"

Seeing that the prey had completely fallen into the pit he had dug, Ding Ye, who was in a happy mood, said with a smile, "Then it's a word...... However, let's be a villain first and then a gentleman, and I'll talk about it in front of ......."

"Before we fulfill the gambling contract, you Yin Susu is the woman I Ding Ye ordered, if you break your promise and get fat when the time comes...... The dowry can be a funeral fee......"

Hearing Ding Ye's words say that he was like a cargo, and thinking about himself so unbearable, Yin Su's pretty face suddenly turned red with anger.

"Bastard! Who do you want me to be? Although I Yin Susu is a woman, I know the word Xinyi! ”

Yin Susu gritted his teeth and said, "Hugh has the heart of a villain and spends the belly of a gentleman!" ”

After speaking, Yin Susu, who didn't want to stay by Ding Ye's side for a moment as a bastard and evil monk, snatched the two scrolls in Ding Ye's hand and said coldly.

"Now that the matter has been settled, can I go?"

"The female donor, please ......" Ding Ye clasped his hands together and said to the monk, "The West Lake is vast, and if you want to come to the female donor's water, it is an excellent ......"

When Yin Susu heard this, his face froze, and then he came to his senses, and the two of them were boating on the West Lake at this time.

Sullen in her heart, Yin Susu thought of Ding Ye just now that he wanted to marry herself, but at this moment she opened her mouth and closed her mouth 'female benefactor'.

After a long silence, he sighed softly and said, "You know what? I've never seen anyone so brazen when I'm so big......"

Saying this, Yin Susu suddenly felt that the bet he had just made with Ding Ye was really a little hasty......

……

"The female donor walks slowly, and the little monk won't send it."

With his back against the vast West Lake water, Ding Ye stood on the rickety boat, waving his hand at Yin Susu and smiling.

"You don't need to send it!"

Yin Susu glared at him fiercely and said.

"Can you tell me who you are? Don't fool me with the name of Shaolin! My dad said that those bald asses are hypocrites, but they are not real villains like you! ”

When Ding Ye heard this, he said non-denied, "The same rice raises a hundred kinds of people...... Let the female benefactor disappoint you, the little monk is a Shaolin disciple, and the family teacher Shaolin abbot Kongjian monk ......"

Saying that, Ding Ye didn't forget to add, "Don't worry, for your sake, the little monk will be vulgar...... Wait at home with peace of mind, and when the little monk has long hair and waist, he will marry you. ”

A disciple of the Monk Kongjian?

Yin Susu suddenly remembered the name of the compassion of the Kongjian monk on the rivers and lakes, and couldn't help but feel sad for the old monk in his heart.

Hearing Ding Ye's words again, Yin Susu felt a sense of sympathy for the Kongjian Monk for some reason.

"Save it! It's not too late for you to help my father become the leader of the Ming Sect! ”

Yin Susu said in shame.

After saying that, he quickly dodged away.

……

At some point, it began to drizzle again.

On the water surface of the West Lake, where the view is extremely wide, the smoke waves are vast.

Still on the boat, Ding Ye and Dao Yan sat opposite each other.

"You will go to Dadu tomorrow," Ding Ye took a sip of tea and said, "You don't have to worry about the affairs of the Ming Sect, it is of great use to me right now, I can only promise you that after I succeed, the world will never regain the name of the Ming Sect......"

Listening to the meaning of the words, Dao Yan had been guessing about Ding Ye's destination for a long time, and finally got a positive answer.

As for Mingjiao's disposition, although it was not the result that Dao Yan wanted and relieved his hatred the most, he finally took a reassuring pill, not like he was alone all day long like before, for fear that Ding Ye would turn his face and not admit it.

"Thank you to the benefactor," Dao Yan said with a long sigh, "I am going to Dadu, what the benefactor asks, please show the benefactor." ”

"I want most of the civil strife, and the center is powerless to take care of the place," Ding Ye said in a deep voice, "Can I do it?" ”

Dao Yan pondered for a moment, "I'll do my best......"

Knowing such a thing as politics, Ding Ye, who has always had a lot of variables, didn't force it too much, but now with Daoyan's sentence 'do your best', it's enough.

"In addition......" Ding Ye continued, "I heard that there has been a flood in Jingxiang recently, and there are as many victims who can't survive as if they were carp crossing the river...... Sprinkle your men out and use them as the backbone to see if you can pull some people out......"

When Dao Yan heard this, he was a little embarrassed, "Jingxiang is located in a strategic place, and the Yuan Court will definitely take strict precautions...... Besides, even if you can pull out some people to hide temporarily, this money and food is a big trouble, not a long-term solution......"

"It's okay," Ding Ye said, "I left some excellent firearms and ammunition in the Longmen Dart Bureau, and Jingxiang Duo Horse Farm, when you choose people, try to select people who are good at riding, and after robbing the horse farm, you will go directly into the mountains and forests as bandits, plunder the Quartet, and raise the war ...... with war."

After speaking, Ding Ye smiled, "I don't ask how many people there are in this group, I just hope that you can help me raise a group of elite soldiers, and if there is a need in the future, I can use these people as the backbone to quickly expand and grow." ”

Seeing that Ding Ye already had a plan, plus he had already seen the power of Ding Ye's bursting firearms.

Dao Yan pondered for a moment before saying, "I'll give it a try." ”

……

The boat was on the West Lake for less than half an hour, and then docked under the operation of the boatman.

"Benefactor, that Daoyan went to ......"

Dao Yan bowed and said goodbye.

"Wait a minute," Ding Ye said and handed Dao Yan a piece of paper, "This one is ......"

"This is? "Nine Yin True Scripture"?! Dao Yan was shocked.

……

If you want a horse to run, you still want a horse to run, there is naturally no such reason in this world.

Therefore, Ding Ye gave Dao Yan a volume of martial arts secret books that was enough to make any martial artist in this plane crazy.

And Ding Ye, who saw off the two of them one after another, turned around and looked at the vast West Lake in front of him, and muttered to himself in his heart.

"Maybe it's not bad to try to be the emperor once......"

At this time, the boatman asked respectfully, "Master, where are we going now?" ”

"Wudang."