Chapter Seventy-Six: The Performance Art of "Lord Voldemort".
"Oh, joke! Ten taels of gold? Isn't that just a piece of round cake, which is equal to two years of the old man's money? ”
"I'm afraid I don't even believe a three-year-old child! Do you look down on me so much, Zheng and Jing? ”
"You are really too much, although my island country in the South China Sea is attached to you, what does this mean?"
As literati from the island countries of the South China Sea joined the condemnation, the scene once again fell into chaos.
Seeing that there was no room for maneuver anymore, Lin Yanchen was also angry, these uninformed things, give you good food, even if you don't appreciate it, dare to make trouble like this?
Later, I will let you kneel and beg Lao Tzu to reward you with another piece of moon cake!
As soon as he thought of this, Lin Yanchen was no longer polite to those people, and directly took out a bone flute with a strange and evil shape from his sleeve in accordance with the prior agreement.
He held it in his hand and blew it gently, and a special sound wave that was imperceptible to the naked ear was transmitted in a strange way.
The eldest grandson Shen, who was closing his eyes and resting in the Yongshou Palace, moved his ears slightly, and suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, directly startling Lei Chong, who was comprehending the realm of the great grandmaster by his potential field.
"Master, what are you doing? I already felt a little hope of entering the country, but you interrupted me. ”
There was a slight hint of blame in Lei Chong's tone.
The eldest grandson Shen didn't bother to take care of this bastard boy, so he slapped him on the head and disappeared into the air without a word.
This is a visual deception caused by extreme speed.
"Shhh
Lei Chong rubbed his swollen head and wanted to cry without tears, I don't know if he floated by himself, or if the master loves to use the knife too much, in short, how can a grievance be described?
On the bank of the Weiyang River, the scene of the poetry meeting.
The people outside the arena looked at the situation inside, did not understand what was happening, and began to talk about it.
In the field, Lin Yanchen couldn't appease the emotions of many aristocratic literati, so he turned around and appeased the eldest grandson Yi and Huaiyu.
During the period, there was a verbal dispute, but Lin Yanchen directly stuffed the moon cake into Huaiyu's mouth.
Huaiyu was originally extremely angry and wanted to teach Lin Yanchen a lesson, but subconsciously bit it lightly, and it was a second of "true fragrance".
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty...... This...... This mooncake has a soft and glutinous taste, and has a unique strange fragrance, which is ...... The subordinates have never tasted it! ”
Huaiyu looked infatuated, and didn't care about Lin Yanchen's ridicule, and directly picked up the second piece from the plate again and put it in his small mouth.
At first, there were some women who chewed slowly, but in the back, they devoured it like the reincarnation of a starving ghost.
Both pretty faces were stuffed with bulges, and while swallowing hard, they were amazed.
"Your Majesty, try it, this time Xiao Linzi is right, this thing is really worth ten taels of gold! It's the best pastry my subordinates have ever eaten! ”
At this time, Huaiyu had already lost half of his calm breath that he had just cultivated, and even his irascible and savage personality disappeared.
At this moment, she is completely a female foodie, and her puffed cheeks look a little cute.
Changsun Yi's eyes were a little weird, and he picked up the moon cake and sniffed it in disbelief.
It is true that unlike other pastries, not only does the crust look smooth and translucent, but even it smells a little faintly fragrant.
Different from ordinary sweet fragrance or nectar, this fragrance is like a fair-skinned and pure girl's body fragrance, with a hazy and infatuated feeling of meeting first love again.
Changsun Yi also sighed a little in his heart, this thing is indeed a little extraordinary, even Huaiyu, who usually doesn't like sweets, has become so infatuated, but it's a pity that those people in the audience didn't try it at all and began to shout.
Then she thought about it carefully, and she understood.
Those people want to test Daming's strength and attitude, and it is almost inevitable that they will come out to stir up trouble, even if there is no moon cake, they will find various reasons to make things difficult for Daming.
Thinking of this, the eldest grandson Yi first decided to taste how amazing this mooncake was.
Lin Yanchen also looked at it with a smile, wanting to witness how His Majesty, who has always been majestic, would eat.
But at this moment, a chill suddenly came from behind him, and he subconsciously trembled, and his hairs stood up!
"Hahaha! It is worthy of the kid I fancied, and I can find a trace of killing intent deliberately brewed by the old man, just eight products can do this, if you reach the height of mine, you don't have to have any scruples, and directly crush Zheng and Jing alone. ”
Eldest Sun Shen's voice sounded with appreciation.
Lin Yanchen turned his head and saw that it was the old grandmaster, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Old Grandmaster, you can scare Yan Chen to death, the feeling just now is like being oppressed by an endless boulder in a dream, unable to move and uneasy. Anyway, why did you come here? I've been playing the bone flute for nearly 100 breaths, and if you don't come again, I'm afraid that the people below will riot. ”
The eldest grandson Shen looked at the northern horizon with deep eyes, his face worried.
"I could have arrived in two breaths, but I noticed the breath of an old guy I hadn't seen for many years, and although it was extremely vague, I knew that it was here in Kyoto. I delayed a bit of time with it. ”
The corners of Lin Yanchen's mouth twitched when he heard this.
Why do you have such a murderous face, why are you catching up with old friends you haven't seen for many years, are you sure you are not going to avenge your wife?
In his heart, he didn't dare to complain like this.
After all, the person in front of him is the pinnacle of the four-rank great master as far as he knows, and decades have passed, and he has not been able to keep it and he has made progress, how dare he die with such a character?
"Huh... Ha ha. Old Grandmaster, you're laughing, let's get down to business, these people down there can't be quiet, and please take a little action, but... Just don't take too many lives......"
"Huh? Is the old man the kind of murderous person? ”
You're all right!
"Uh...... Old Grandmaster, you are so broad-minded, you must not be ......"
Eldest Sun Shen nodded with satisfaction, and then waved his hand behind him casually.
Didn't even look back.
The more than 100 literati and nobles of Zheng, Jing, and the island countries of the South China Sea were like powerful magnets on their bodies, and with a wave of their hands, they were tightly adsorbed to the ground.
Most of them are on their knees, while the less fortunate ones are facing the ground and savoring the aromas of the earth.
And after touching the ground, the strong and violent suction force has not disappeared, which also makes the faces and knees of this group of people extremely painful.
But the strange thing is that in the face of such a large base, this suction force is extremely precise and only acts on those who were standing just now.
Anyone sitting in the seat not only did not notice anything abnormal, but even had a face full of confusion about the performance art of the "Voldemort" around him.
But these "Voldemorts" have set off turbulent waves in their hearts!
The old man who appeared suddenly just now, they didn't pay attention to it at first.
But now they all deeply understand its horror!
Without even looking at it, it can spread to more than 100 people with special means in an instant!