Chapter 65: Darts
The Xuanji Pavilion of the Imperial Spirit Sect is bustling, and many disciples come and go every day, hoping to receive a suitable commission to exchange some silver taels and points for daily expenses. But in general, there are more monks and less porridge, and most of the commissions are required to be received by disciples of the second and third realms, and many things help the county government to encircle and suppress the green forest bandits, capture the fleeing ruffians and thieves, and so on. And a commission like the previous eradication of the ape demon is extremely rare. Generally speaking, many disciples of the Three Realms are reluctant to take it, because it is time-consuming and laborious, and second, it is quite risky. Only a disciple at the peak of the Three Realms like Han Shuangcheng would be interested in this kind of commission and would accept it.
Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui wandered around in the Xuanji Pavilion and inquired carefully about the senior brother in charge, but they did not know the commission suitable for the two.
Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui glanced at each other, and they both smiled bitterly. It seems that they overestimate the first realm of martial artists, and they are basically some sect brothers in the second and third realms in the Xuanji Pavilion, and it is not realistic for them to take over the commission in the first realm. In this way, I had to follow the rules and take on some tasks assigned by the sect, such as going to the "Shelter Alley" of the teahouse at the foot of the mountain to collect recent news, or going to a special medicine selling town to purchase designated herbs, etc., which are all simple things. Correspondingly, the amount of silver taels and points that can be obtained is also very small.
"Wait. ”
Just as the two of them turned around helplessly to leave, the senior brother in charge of the Xuanji Pavilion suddenly stopped them, and looked at the two of them with a strange expression, he just learned about the latest commission from the letter, assigning the commission.
"You are the new Mo Shiping?"
Mo Shiping nodded, looking at the white-robed senior brother with a puzzled expression, not knowing why he asked like this.
I saw that the white-robed senior brother raised his eyebrows lightly and said with a smile: "The sect has just received a commission from the mountain, and the other party has asked Senior Brother Mo to assist by name. This trip is a commission for a dart, and the client's name is Zhang Ziwei, who wants to be a friend of Senior Brother Mo's mountain?"
"I do know this person. Mo Shiping was slightly surprised. This Zhang Ziwei is the senior brother of the Zhang Ji Family Martial Arts Hall, and he deliberately went to return the jade slip to him, and by the way, he discussed with him the key to hunting tigers and breaking fists, which can be regarded as an acquaintance.
Senior Brother in the white robe nodded, and then said the content of the commission in detail, "This trip is from Qingluo Town to Luoyan Town. Take the official road, you need to rush to the night, and it is expected that there will be more than half a month between coming and going. On the way, you may encounter some bandits and bandits, and then you will need Senior Brother Mo to take action. After Senior Brother Mo completes the commission, the sect will reward one hundred points, and at the same time, the client Zhang Ziwei will also provide some silver taels as a reward. I don't know what Senior Brother Mo thinks?"
When Mo Shiping heard this, he hurriedly nodded and replied, "Of course I am willing to go." ”
"Since this is the case, then Senior Brother Mo will leave as soon as possible. Some specific matters still need to be finalized by you and Zhang Ziwei in person. Senior Brother Bai in the white robe finally explained a few words, said hello to the two, and continued to be busy. The Imperial Spirit Sect has a lot of entrusted tasks every day, and as a disciple in charge of the Xuanji Pavilion, the points drawn from each commission add up to a considerable amount of income. It's just that most of them are commissioned by some Three Realm brothers, like Mo Shiping, a martial artist in the first realm, and in the end, there are very few commission points in his hands, so he is naturally unwilling to bother with more words, and it is already benevolent and righteous to say some precautions to Mo Shiping.
Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui hugged their fists and thanked them, and the two did not delay, immediately returned to the hut to pack some bags and went down the mountain.
"This dart commission is on the official road, which is safer than the mountain road. However, it is a hassle to walk at night. On the way down the mountain, Wang Fugui discussed with Mo Shiping softly. This is the first time that the two have received a commission, so it is natural to discuss it in detail. The rivers and lakes are sinister, and I can't tell if there is an undercurrent surging in a seemingly shallow small pit and depression, and if you step on it, you will capsize in the gutter.
"Hmm. Mo Shiping responded, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart. When I was in the Happy Forest Tavern in Ape Cry Town before, I heard the little second brother mention it. This Luoyan Town is not far from the town of Ape Cry, it can be reached twenty or thirty miles to the south, it is said to be a treasure land by the mountains and rivers, the scenery is extremely good, attracting many tourists from other places. And this dart trip is also a coincidence, and the destination is Luoyan Town. According to this estimate, if they take the official road, they will be familiar with the road on this trip, and they will pass through Ape Cry Town.
Han Shuangcheng from the Three Realms of Martial Arts was taking care of him before, and the journey of the three of them to Ape Cry Town was also smooth sailing. And this time, among the group of darts, it is likely that there will be no martial artists in the Three Realms. However, it also means that in the eyes of the dart owner, this dart trip is not particularly dangerous.
After getting off Qingluo Mountain, Mo Shiping led Wang Fugui to the Zhang Ji Martial Arts Hall.
The two lifelike stone lions in front of the martial arts hall really made Wang Fugui look at it twice, "I didn't expect that stupid big man's martial arts hall to be so magnificent." Wang Fugui remembered what had happened in the cave and couldn't help but laugh. The upright young man with a sideways face, he repeatedly warned him that there was a pit, there was really a pit, and he had to jump into it. As a result, he stepped on the pit and lay on the ground aggrieved and cried, which made him and Mo Shiping embarrassed.
Just like the last time Mo Shiping came, the door of the Zhang Ji Martial Arts Pavilion is still open, and it has the intention of welcoming visitors from all over the world, no wonder it can enjoy a lot of fame in Qingluo Town, after all, the confidence of the martial arts hall is there.
There was no one in front of the mansion to entertain guests, so Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui walked directly into the threshold, passed through the front hall, and went straight to the martial arts arena, where twenty or thirty disciples wearing black martial arts robes were boxing.
"Brother Mo!" A rough voice came, and the two of them looked at it, and in the center of the martial arts arena, the sturdy Zhang Ziwei was waving his hand again and again.
Mo Shiping responded with a smile and clenched his fists, but did not step forward, and stopped at the edge of the martial arts arena with Wang Fugui to wait. In the martial arts hall, it is not a kind act for outsiders to step into the martial arts arena, and most of them will be considered to be here to learn, that is, to kick the hall. Even though he had some friendship with Zhang Ziwei and took over the commission of the dart, Mo Shiping still had to keep the etiquette.
Zhang Ziwei greeted the disciples who practiced boxing, then trotted to the two of them, and said with a smile: "Brother Mo and Brother Wang are really not ordinary people, not long after parting, they have also entered the realm of martial artists. This makes me, who was born in martial arts since I was a child, really embarrassed. ”
Obviously, Zhang Ziwei also entered the realm of martial arts. Although in the commission with the Imperial Spirit Sect, Zhang Ziwei only invited Mo Shiping alone. But now that Mo Shiping is here with Wang Fugui, Zhang Ziwei is naturally happy to say hello.
Wang Fugui looked at this stupid big man, and felt a little happy in his heart, and quipped, "Brother Zhang, there won't be a pit in this dart, right?"
Zhang Ziwei shook his head with a smile, and deliberately said angrily: "Brother Wang, I didn't dig a pit, this is a good thing to pick up cheap." This trip to Luoyan Town is said to be a dart, but it is actually to escort a rich son. He already brought an entourage of second-realm cultivators, and we will follow this trip, and most of them don't need to contribute. ”
Hearing this, Mo Shiping frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Since he already has a second-realm retinue, why do you want me to wait for a first-realm martial artist to escort him?"
Zhang Ziwei took a small step closer, his face was slightly embarrassed, "Don't hide it from the two brothers, this trip was ordered by my old man, let me follow and have a relationship with the rich son." But I'm just a rough person, how can I take care of these relationships, so I thought about calling two brothers to be companions. ”
Speaking of this, Zhang Ziwei paused, glanced around quickly, and then lowered his voice and continued: "Moreover, some of the essentials of Tiger Hunting and Fist Hunting that Brother Mo talked about last time, after I pondered it, I gained a lot. Inviting Brother Mo to accompany him on this trip is also a little selfish, and he wants to learn more about the essentials of boxing. ”
Mo Shiping smiled and nodded, dispelling some doubts in his heart. If it weren't for Zhang Ziwei's words, Mo Shiping would have felt that he had nothing to do. He has some friendship with Zhang Ziwei, but it is not so good that Zhang Ziwei spent a lot of money to entrust the Imperial Spirit Sect and let him accompany him on a tour of the mountains and rivers. Now Zhang Ziwei took the initiative to admit that he wanted to learn more about the essentials of boxing, which made Mo Shiping feel at ease.
"Where did the rich boy who didn't know how to escort came from, and how did he behave?" Mo Shiping then asked. Before setting off, you must have some understanding of this "dart thing", otherwise it will be bad to make some unpleasant things on the road, which will make Zhang Ziwei difficult to behave.
Zhang Ziwei shook his head and said, "I haven't met him yet, so I don't know." My old man only said that this rich boy was the son of an old friend of his, and he liked to travel in the mountains and rivers, so I made a good fate. In the evening, the rich boy would visit the martial arts hall and set off with the three of us. ”
When Wang Fugui heard this, he interjected with a smile: "Then your old man's heart is quite big, according to your straightforward character, I am not afraid that you will mess up, but it will make the relationship between the two families tense?"
Zhang Ziwei sighed lightly, "Indeed, I am worried. But my old man asked me to keep up anyway, and I couldn't shirk it. But fortunately, there are two brothers as companions, and they have to rely on them to take care of them along the way. ”
These words are indeed one of the reasons why Zhang Ziwei asked Mo Shiping to go down the mountain. Since the last time he talked to Mo Shiping, Zhang Ziwei felt that his personality belonged to the kind of talkative, and this trip could stir up mud between himself and the rich son, so that nothing would go wrong. And now that there is another eight-sided exquisite Wang Fugui, Zhang Ziwei is more and more determined.
It was noon, and Zhang Ziwei, as the host, naturally left the two of them behind, entertained them in the martial arts hall, and talked about some trivial things.
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