Martial souls are innate and acquired, and no one believes that this is true, but a fact is placed in front of them like this, and they are not allowed to question it; if Lin Ping can lie, the other three people present do not believe it, if he says that his martial soul is acquired, it must be acquired.

Han Chuang coughed and said, "It's not impossible, my martial soul is also acquired." ”

"Yours is also the day after tomorrow?!" Jin Sanfu exclaimed, revealing an unbelievable look, he had witnessed how Han Chuang defeated Lin Jiangxue at the annual meeting, even the best martial souls like Qingluan Huofeng and Fengwei Yaoqin were killed by Han Chuang's martial souls, if this kind of thing was really acquired, he didn't know what to say at all.

What can you say? I can only say that people are more popular than people.

Jin Sanfu rushed to Han Chuang's side in two steps, and said with a flattering smile: "Big brother, can you tell me how to produce a martial soul the day after tomorrow?"

Han Chuang glanced at him lightly, and a bright smile clearly hung on his face.

"Can't!" he said, and then, the fat on Jin Sanfu's face trembled slightly, and his smile stiffened.

"Well, when I didn't say anything. Jin Sanfu said wistfully.

Han Chuang shook his head and smiled at Lin Ping, "Okay, can you tell me how your Blood Drinking Madness Sword Martial Spirit came about?"

Lin Ping was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head blankly, "No." "I have amnesia." And he added.

Han Chuang, who looked at it like this, shook his head and said in his heart: "It seems that amnesia is not a bad thing, at least it will not remind people of some painful things." ”

According to the character of the previous owner of the Blood Drinking Madness Knife, it may not be an easy thing to get his martial soul.

At this time, I heard Lin Ping say: "Although I don't know how the blood-drinking mad sword martial soul came about, I know that it must be related to it." He pointed to the beads of blood in his hand, "If I'm not mistaken, the recent drought in Yunzhou may also have something to do with him." ”

"What you said is true?" When it comes to drought, I can't sit still without my life, that's the culprit of the three villages that have fallen into the grass, if it weren't for the natural disaster, who would want to be a robber?

Jin Sanfu looked at Wulife's expression of gritting teeth, only to feel that a cloud of cold air suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and his body involuntarily shrank back, shrunk, and was about to shrink away, when he was suddenly stopped by Han Chuang:

"Jin Sanfu, let's talk about it, what the hell is going on. ”

The smile was stiff, the limbs were stiff, and at the same time he was locked by three cold lights, Jin Sanfu couldn't take a step at all, he could only smile flatteringly, and said, "How could I know about such a thing-"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Chuang: "Don't pretend, you already know a lot." ”

With a smile, Jin Sanfu said helplessly: "Okay, I admit that I know something-" Suddenly feeling that everyone's eyes were a lot colder, he hurriedly said: "But I swear, I don't know about this bead, I don't know anything about it, the drought is just my personal speculation." ”

Han Chuang smiled playfully and said, "Then let's talk about your speculation." "Together, Jin Sanfu is completely locked.

Jin Sanfu, who was locked by Han Chuang's momentum, only felt that the muscles up and down his body were stiff, and he couldn't do a simple action.

What's worse is not this, but the helplessness of the people around him, Jin Sanfu believes that if there is something wrong with his answer, this crazy archer next to him will never give up.

"Okay, I say!" he shook his head dejectedly.

Han Chuang retracted his momentum and said with a smile: "This is right, everyone is a civilized person, why bother to be rude." ”

Jin Sanfu looked at the harmless smile on Han Chuang's face, just like the cruel smile of a demon beast, which made him shudder.

"Actually, it's nothing," he waved his right hand, took out a handful of gold abacus out of nowhere, and his fingers were briskly fiddling with the abacus, and said: "The drought in Yunzhou is indeed a bit strange, you think about it, how has there been a drought in Yunzhou in the past 20 years? For two months in a row, there has never been a drop of rain, and I can't help but doubt it." As he spoke, Jin Sanfu's face showed an arrogant smile.

"Let's get to the point!" Han Chuang shouted.

He didn't want to see Jin Sanfu in front of them, like a bouncing grasshopper all the time, showing off his knowledge.

Jin Sanfu's body twitched twice, and then he remembered that he was not talking to his father in the Jin family, but in the face of these three guys who eat people and don't spit out bones.

"In short, it was through the calculations that I succeeded in finding the source of the drought. ”

"Where?" asked Fateless anxiously, in his hurry, he did not consider whether the drought really had a source, but felt that if there was a glimmer of hope, he should continue to ask.

After all, the villagers of the three villages have become robbers, and it is impossible for the Yunzhou government to let them stay so carefree and eventually send troops to exterminate them; if the problem of drought is solved, the villagers can return to their hometowns and resume their old jobs, even if the Yunzhou government does not account too much.

The desperate hope made Wuming feel like he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, but he didn't care.

Jin Sanfu seemed to be taken aback by the lifelessness, and said tremblingly: "This, the source, yes, there is a source." Soon he returned to normal and shouted to the rear: "Jin Er, bring the map, the map of Yunzhou." ”

Jin Er is a martial artist who is responsible for Jin Sanfu's safety, which can be regarded as the plan that his unscrupulous father configured for him, mixed in with the dart master, and protected him all the way.

This person Han Chuang and the others have seen it, it is the martial artist who holds a huge shield and protects Jin Sanfu behind him, and his strength also looks like a ninth-layer body.

Jin Er hurriedly came over, respectfully handed the map to Jin Sanfu, and waved his hand to Jin Sanfu to signal the past, and left in a hurry, how could there be a trace of the dignity of a warrior at all.

Everyone who saw this scene shook their heads in unison, and Han Chuang, the son of a born family, couldn't help but curse secretly: "All evil money!"

When the map was in hand, Jin Sanfu returned to his submissive appearance, smiled flatteringly, pointed to the location of the three villages outside Yunzhou City on the map, and said: "Look, this is Donghe Village, this is Yangping Village and this is Xiaxi Village, do you see anything?"

Several people shook their heads at the same time, to say that there is something special about the location of these three villages, that is, they are arranged in the word "product", but in fact, this is the standard arrangement of villages in the southeast region, and there is nothing special at all.

"You guys, so it's terrible to say that you don't read much!" Jin Sanfu pointed at them and shook his head helplessly.

The three of them immediately turned red, and they didn't know how to respond. Needless to say, Lin Ping's side branch is a good saying, but what is not good is that he is a native leopard in the countryside; although Han Chuang is a child of a family, he has never entered the school for a day, and he was sent to the Qingzhu Sect at a very young age; as for the lifeless, not to mention, Dou Da can't read a single basket of words.

The fat man's intentional or unintentional taunts hit the soft underbelly of the three of them, and people didn't know how to refute it for a while-but it was only for a while, and soon Han Chuang returned to normal.

"I said Jin Sanfat, do you want to die or what, if you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go if you have a fart!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Han Chuang again, not to mention Jin Sanfat, even Wusheng, who often dealt with the lower riba people, was not used to such straightforward and vulgar sentences.

Well, it should be said, they had never seen a single child of a family dressed in a scribe's shirt say such a thing.

Han Chuang also seemed to feel something, lowered his head in shame, and said, "I just asked him to say it quickly." ”

Everyone smiled, and did not speak, but the playful eyes said a lot.

Jin Sanfu smiled flatteringly and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal, the result of this zigzag is not wrong, but the wrong thing is the middle of the zigzag," he pointed to a mountain range in the middle of the three villages, "Heifengling, this is here, this is the key to the problem." ”

Wuming looked at the map again and again, but he couldn't see the reason, so he had to say wistfully: "What's wrong with the Black Wind Ridge? The people of our three villages often go to the Black Wind Ridge, and we don't see any problems. ”

Jin Sanfu didn't answer immediately, just smiled weirdly, and only when everyone was terrified did he speak: "This is going to start with my martial soul." ”

Before the words fell, I saw him raise the abacus high, and his ball-like body seemed to instantly become tall and heroic; at this moment, behind the fat figure, a phantom of a martial soul faintly appeared, but this martial soul turned out to be an abacus.