"Seven stars?"

Regarding Tai'a's trash talk that forced Lai Lai at the moment, Wu Mian naturally ignored it, and carefully studied the regular script text marked on the knife.

In his opinion, the more Huan is yelling, it proves that the foundation of this horizontal knife is very good, and it has the potential to add points.

It's just that it may be spiritually insufficient.

It doesn't matter if it's insufficient, it just happens that I start from scratch day and night, and the so-called home flowers have the fragrance of wild flowers. Just give Tai Ah a little bit, let it know that this is a competition for a post, he is the chairman, and whoever does not contribute to the two secretaries will fall out of favor!

As for rust and breakage, it is easy to solve.

As for Tai'a's rusty appearance at the beginning, he can be rescued by adding points. It doesn't make sense that Qixing himself will not move, you must know that he has a lot of gray calamities now.

"Well, this knife is well preserved, although there are rust marks, if you find a good knife maker to repair it, and replace it with a new handle scabbard, you can still go into battle to kill the enemy. If you carry it day and night, you may be able to cultivate spirituality and become the most suitable blade for you. ”

Mei Jiexing saw that Wu Mourning had made a choice, and after a look at the seven stars of the horizontal sword, she also nodded with satisfaction.

"yes, it's a pity that I haven't found any news of the Infernal Eight Slash until now." Wu Mourning caressed the seven stars in his hand, and his heart liked it tightly, but he couldn't help but sigh, he had the treasure knife but didn't have a way to drive it.

It's like you've found a cold girl to open a room.

The girl went to the ground and lay down on the bed, saying that you can move by yourself. As a result, you find that you don't seem to know how to move, and you are really uncomfortable and anxious from the bottom of your heart.

"The sword is a hero, when you return to the camp, I will give you a gift."

"Oh?"

"Hehe, don't say it now, or you'll lose the surprise." Mei Fuzi shook the folding fan with a smile, mysterious and mysterious, and he didn't know what to say.

And Wu Mourning was thoughtful, so he simply suppressed the curiosity and restlessness in his heart, and waited until he returned to the camp to see what this gift was.

The rest is the distribution of the chalcedony fruit.

There are a total of eight vermilion fruits hanging on the spirit plant.

According to the distribution of contributions, this Zhu Guo army should have a share, but they gave up the conversion into treasure money, which is a large amount, about ten years of martial mourning. Although it is a pity, the soldiers obviously need this money more, and they are also open-minded.

In this way, Wu Mourning, Mei Jiexing, Zhengyangzi, and Bu Bean Monk have one each.

This chalcedony vermilion fruit can only be taken by one person, and it has no effect if you eat too much.

And the rest of the people are also interested in chalcedony and zhuguo, far less than the property or the contribution is not up to standard, and it is decided that all the rest will be handed over to Mei Jiexing, the counselor of Suwutang, to hand it over, and finally replace it with a successful labor depending on the situation.

Everyone can be regarded as having carried guns together and shared treasures.

Obviously, they are much closer to each other, because of the existence of the hub of Mei Fuzi, they can be regarded as forming a relatively loose group at present, with interests and friendships.

The treasure is almost divided.

Mei picks the stars and hits the railroad while it's hot.

"Since everyone is happy, I won't say those unpleasant words, everyone knows that I am the counselor of Suwutang, and before leaving, I have already obtained the permission of Shangguan, if you are willing, I can send an invitation to you today on behalf of Suwutang to discuss cooperation."

"It's not to invite you to join Suwutang, it's just to cooperate, lest anyone scold you and say that you are a minion, an eagle dog of the court. I just hope that in the future, your literary and martial arts will be useful, instead of being buried in vain. ”

"If you are willing, you can talk to me about the details when you return to the camp."

The imperial eagle dog is ugly, but how many people want to become eagle dog minions have no chance, no matter how bad it is, it is better than being a dog to a sanctimonious family. The family is strong in the local area, almost nine out of nine talents, and controls the channels of ninety out of nine, which can be completely posed, some people in Zhuxia are people, and some of you don't do it are people's faces.

It can even be blocked.

Wu Mourning understood at this time.

Why did Mei pick up stars on the road to find out to herself the situation of the local family and the central cabinet, which was to pave the way here.

Smiling slightly, Wu Mourning also seriously considered it in his heart.

After clearing the city god who had already made a feud here in Yushan, he really had to plan for the future, and if he could form a good cooperative relationship with Suwutang, it would obviously be a good thing.

It would be nice if I could get an official.

Wu Mourning thought that he was also a Qizang, so he didn't let himself start as a big soldier, so he might as well join the army, but if he joined the army, his freedom would be greatly restricted.

"Pick the vermilion fruit first, it is best to take it within three days after picking, otherwise there will be a loss of medicinal properties...... "The monk walked over with a smile and counted the fruits on the chalcedony vermilion tree.

"One, two, three...... Eh, why are there only six of these Zhu Guo? ”

"Someone stealing!?"

The monk who did not cut the fruit suddenly burst into anger, and his eyes swept back to everyone like a torch, this monk was obviously angry, but he didn't think that everyone had already been allocated, and someone secretly did this gentleman.

Zhengyangzi frowned even more.

There were so many of them gathered around the stone fruit tree, and none of them noticed when the fruit was picked.

Wu Mourning was also immediately condensed perception.

It didn't take long for him to find out that something was wrong.

"Where's the sledgehammer?"

The martial artist sledgehammer who had been following Mei Jiexing all the time was gone, and this honest and honest martial artist disappeared quietly.

"There's a piece of paper here." The monk has made a new discovery.

A piece of paper was left on the trunk of the chalcedony vermilion tree.

Zhengyang Zi took out this piece of paper from a distance of more than ten meters, and everyone looked at it fixedly, leaving a line of handwriting.

"Qianmian took two vermilion fruits today and reciprocated for saving his life. After taking the treasure, you quickly left, and the ghosts and monsters in this place have not all awakened, and there is still a dangerous and terrifying thing in the big stone in the darkness at the end. ”

At the end, a sentence was added.

"Mei Fuzi and Su Wutang's invitation has been received, and they will meet again in a few days." This is obviously a joke.

No one cared about the last sentence, but the first sentence made everyone angry.

And youkai?

Zhengyangzi seemed to have thought of something at this time, and his face changed slightly, stopping everyone from trying to reach the darkness in the deepest part of the cave to investigate.

The pretty Taoist priest said solemnly to Mei Fuzi.

"Yuheng, go quickly, you can't stay here for a long time!"

"Let's go!"

Seeing this, Mei Jiexing chose to believe in Zhengyangzi, and even the non-cutting monk who had always liked to quarrel with Zhengyangzi was silent. At this time, a layer of unconscious depression gradually permeated everyone's hearts, and a sense of danger brought about by facing the primordial darkness was rising rapidly.

The darkness thickened.

Something is devouring the sunlight cast above the mountain!