Chapter Twenty-Eight: Your Excellency......
"There was a lot of abruptness in the trail last night, and I hope the donor is not strange." Zhang Daoya was a little embarrassed and apologized to Li Shuhong.
She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep when she went back, and then she figured it out.
The picture that divination sees is indeed what happens in the future, but since she sees this future, then this future naturally no longer exists.
Then there was something wrong with her attitude last night.
Why treat others because of something that hasn't happened yet?
This is inconsistent with her "non-action Dao heart".
So she has been struggling until now, and finally found an opportunity to apologize to Li Shuhong.
Only when Li Shuhong accepts her apology can she have a clear mind, and maybe the bridge between heaven and earth, which originally came to an end, can also loosen the ground.
"It's okay, the little Taoist doesn't have to take it to heart." Li Shuhong said softly, "However, after the results of the divination are over, the little Taoist chief will remember to tell you." β
"Huh? This ......" Zhang Daoyan hesitated for a long time, and her cheeks were dyed red.
She bit her lower lip flap for a while, and nodded slightly, "Self-deserved." β
With that, she turned and fled.
Wu Sanhu's brain went blank.
He stiffly turned his head and saw Li Shuhong's indifferent face with a faint smile.
The more he looked at Wu Sanhu, the more angry he became, the more sour he became, and the more sour he became, the more jealous he became.
Why!
Is this kid strong? I can't feel it at all! It looks like it's just a forging body!
Could it be that he is handsome?
Although it is indeed very handsome, it can make the leader of the Daomen Taiqingguan walk in the world and look at it differently...... This appearance is not enough for class!
Is it really the background?
The more Wu Sanhu thought about it, the more sour his heart became.
What advantages does this kid have besides being handsome, having a good family background, good temperament, and a good temper?
He's a straw bale!
Forget it, maybe they're old acquaintances.
Wu Sanhu comforted himself like this.
"The painstaking master of Linshan Temple has arrived!"
Wu Sanhu saw that Li Shuhong had no reaction when he heard the name of the painstaking master, so his spirits perked up and he instantly stood up.
"I'm afraid Xiaoyou doesn't know the name of the painstaking master, right?"
Li Shuhong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? I would like to hear about it. β
Sure enough, I don't know, it seems that this kid is really a second-generation straw bag martial artist...... Wu Sanhu instantly became energetic, "Master Painstaking is the third-highest disciple of Lingshan Temple!"
"The master himself is young and is the peerless Tianjiao who ranks fifth on the Hidden Dragon List! Not to mention that he once singled out the eighteen villages of Montenegro! It is even more to kill their chief village master, that is, the forty-third 'mountain dragon' history of the world! It is said that the master's "Lotus Heart Formula" has been cultivated to the realm of perfection! A set of "Ten Thousand Buddha's Hands of Great Compassion" is even more invincible!
"I didn't expect to see a legendary figure like Master Painstaking in the rivers and lakes today, this sword forging conference is really worth the trip!"
Wu Sanhu was very proud, as if all the painstaking fame was made by him Wu Sanhu.
Hey, Li Shuhong has seen a lot of this kind of life in his last life.
Just those fans of various games and anime, look down on this and look down on that.
But they didn't make those games and anime......
It's no different from this Wu Sanhu.
"I see." So Li Shuhong's reaction was still very flat.
Wu Sanhu frowned tightly and was waiting for the yin and yang to be weird, but when he was passing by, he stopped in front of Li Shuhong, "Donor, thank you last night, I hope the donor will not forget today's things, and the poor monk will naturally not break the contract if he promises the donor." β
"Don't worry, I understand."
Only then did he nod and walked towards the high platform.
Wu Sanhu watched the whole process dumbfounded.
He didn't know what else to say at this moment.
But what really numbed him wasn't over yet.
"Li Guanqi of Taiping Academy has arrived!"
It is the last of the three cult hooligans.
Wu Sanhu sneered in his heart, this eighty percent also knew the young man in the green shirt next to him.
Sure enough, the scholar who was good to see the sky was "Brother Li" long and "Brother Li" short as soon as he came over, and he was obviously very familiar.
When Li Guanqi got on the high platform, Wu Sanhu thought that it was finally over.
However...... Xu Shan, the chief butler of Sword Casting Villa, also came over.
This time, Li Shuhong's attitude was much softer.
He is not afraid of the other party, he is only afraid that the character card will be wasted here.
After all, there are only three minutes, and now is not the time, he must put a long line to catch a big fish, and he must wait for the other party's true colors to be exposed, and he can justify it.
And it can also snatch away the "red dust".
If "Hongchen" is really the "heart of pure gold", then Li Shuhong, who got "perfect black long straight hair", can rely on these two materials to break through and advance.
"I don't know what Mr. Xu is doing?" Li Shuhong arched his hand, testing the other party's intentions.
"Sir doesn't dare to be." Xu Shan didn't beat around the bush, "The old man with the sword of the young man is happy to see the hunt, I don't know if the young man can cut his love?" β
He held a stack of silver tickets in his hand, "If the young man is willing to endure the pain of cutting his love, these eight thousand taels are yours." β
"Humph!" Li Shuhong flicked his sleeves and said angrily, "Who are you going to be?!" That sword is an ancestral sword! Not to mention selling, it is a sin to leave even for a moment! In the next 100 years, what will it look like to meet the ancestors? β
The smile on Xu Shan's face faded slightly, "Then the young man's intention is to refuse?" β
Li Shuhong looked stubborn, "You have to add money." β
Xu Shan suffocated a smile on his face, "Huh? β
He almost broke his whole body.
Dare to find so many reasons, and in the end you just want to add money?
Originally, Xu Shan also had the purpose of temptation, but now it seems that it is not necessary.
This kid didn't hide his strength, he just showed the strength of the Forging Body Realm.
As for the feeling that he is very strong...... I'm afraid it's just an illusion.
In this way, those tragic cases must not have been done by Li Shuhong.
What is the purpose of the man behind the scenes?
Xu Shan's eyes froze, and he suddenly thought - didn't the other party come for the "red dust"?
But it doesn't matter anymore, the owner has cracked the secret in the "red dust"!
As long as the blood sacrifice is completed today, the owner of the village can achieve the innate legend!
At that time, there will be no opponent in the rivers and lakes who can stop the rise of Sword Forge Villa!
Add money, add money, anyway, this kid can't leave alive today.
Thinking of this, Xu Shan smiled kindly, "Then 10,000 taels, how about it?" β
"That's very good." Li Shuhong presented a long sword made of 5160 steel with both hands, and then got a stack of silver tickets for one thousand taels and one piece.
"The young man sits down for a while, and the old man has to go to the stage to entertain heroes from all walks of life, so he won't accompany him."
"Sir, please."
Looking at Xu Shan's back walking towards the high platform, Li Shuhong's eyes narrowed slightly.
Laughing to death, the material of that sword is indeed very fierce, but it is useless in this world.
Because that sword can't channel the true element of internal force, if you fight to the death with a master, that sword will be useless at all. Now I can exchange it for 10,000 taels of silver, which is really earned.
Wu Sanhu, who was ignored next to him, was dumbfounded.
He clenched his hands into fists and asked cautiously, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's honorable name?" β
He can see it, this ...... I'm afraid it's not just the ordinary second generation of martial arts.
That is the walking of the leaders of the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism! There is also the great butler of the Sword Casting Villa, who ranks second in the weapon spectrum!
They all treat this young man in green shirts with courtesy to his peers, so what is his origin?
But no matter what the origin is, Wu Sanhu knows that he can't be provoked.
Li Shuhong glanced at him with a smile, and then read two lines of poetry, "The lack of moon hangs on the dredging tree, and the dew breaks the initial quiet." Who sees a lonely person coming and going, ethereal and lonely. β
"Lack of moon hanging dredging ...... Hissββ! Muttering to himself, Wu Sanhu's body was shocked, and he gasped, "Your Excellency is Li Shuhong, who is the seventy-eighth on the list?!" β
Li Shuhong: "......"
He felt that he was indeed pretending to be right this time, but why did he feel that he was not so forced after bringing the words "seventy-eighth on the list"?