Lin Zhuowen finally failed to go to Chengtian Nandao Country to see the slave girl, because the various sects issued an urgent announcement on the immortal net, ordering all disciples outside the sect, if there is no official business assigned by the sect, they must return to the sect immediately, if they do not return within the time limit, regardless of the reason, they will be punished for the crime of defection, and the sect will publish their name and photo and other identity information, and all monks can be killed directly when they see it, and the sect will not only not pursue it, but also give a lot of rewards.

Fuck, this is to be killed, none of these famous factions are good things, and Lao Tzu still wants to help them, Lin Zhuowen saw this announcement, and just wanted to scold his mother, although they don't have a photo of themselves, but it's hard to guarantee that they won't show up on the Internet in the future, in case they are recognized, it will be a big trouble, and besides, if you don't have a photo, you can draw from memory, and not all immortal cultivators can only cultivate, just like Jian Conglu can play the piano, there are always those who can draw.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Zhuowen decided to return to the Instrument Spirit Sect, although he could ask Monroe to modify the information on the Internet and block or remove all the parts that mentioned him, but wouldn't that be a clear accusation that others had something to do with Xianwang? And now that the major sects have almost eliminated the traitors of the Black Evil Sect, even a few fish that have slipped through the net have long been unable to hide and abscond, and even the personnel sent by the Great Sui Imperial Family have been taken into custody, and it is not dangerous to go back by yourself, and you can also take the opportunity to move out more knowledge in the library pavilion.

Take 10,000 steps back, go back and recognize the cheap master, and he is also a big backer for his identity on the surface, and an inner disciple like himself who is covered by the master will never let himself go to the battlefield to be cannon fodder again.

On the way back to the Instrument Spirit Sect, Lin Zhuowen found that the network can really play a role in all aspects, Lin Zhuowen met a lot of groups of monks on the road, and after inquiring about it, he learned that these people are all casual cultivators who want to leave the Great Sui, and casual cultivators know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and there are smart people who know that chaos has been born at this time, and there are not a few people who take advantage of the chaos to kill people and fish in troubled waters, so they launched a call on the Internet, calling on everyone to form a team together according to the destination and go together, so that it is safe and secure.

Lin Zhuowen saw that the scale of these teams was not small, and from time to time there were new casual cultivators who rushed to join, everyone first reported the name of the network, and then was surprised, it turned out that you were so-and-so, you have been friends for a long time, it was very lively, it was simply a netizen meeting, among which there were naturally many examples of love at first sight after meeting each other on the Internet, of course, it was more of a classic routine of seeing light and death, which is an unbreakable probability problem......

Lin Zhuowen followed these migration teams along the way, but he made a lot of netizens, and left several mobile phone numbers, although it is unlikely that he will really contact them in the future, but it does not prevent him from experiencing the young stage of the development of the Internet one more time.

On the way, Lin Zhuowen passed by a place, and suddenly remembered that he had two friends here, he hadn't seen him for a long time, but he missed it a little, so he waved goodbye to the migratory army.

Lin Zhuowen didn't fly long with the flying sword when he saw a mountain that looked like a huge bull's head from a distance, and he was overjoyed and knew that he had arrived.

Lin Zhuowen fell to the ground, and when he saw the name on the gate of this cottage, he couldn't help but be happy, it was really Meng Han's style.

There are sentry posts patrolling back and forth above the gatehouse of the cottage, although the clothing is not regular, but the mental outlook is quite like that, this bandit leader has really trained a group of bandits as soldiers.

"When an old friend came to visit, I asked General Meng to talk about it in person. Since Lin Zhuowen regarded the other party as a friend, he gave the other party a face, and shouted in front of the gate of the general's village.

Lin Zhuowen used a little means, and the whole cottage could be heard clearly, and the bandits patrolling the gatehouse of the cottage were also shocked, when did this person come to the gate of the village, and his patrols have not been slackened until now, and they didn't find any disturbance at all, as if this person suddenly appeared here, how could there be such a sneaky thing in this broad daylight.

"Dare to ask which master is here?" How many of these bandits have seen the world-class martial arts of their own generals, and they know that there are many capable people in this world, and they dare not take it lightly at the moment.

"Lin Zhuowen of the Machine Spirit Sect is also. Lin Zhuowen was quite imposing when he said this, and he felt that it was not much better than the sentence "Changshan Zhao Zilong is also" in the martial arts romance, and it could be regarded as an addiction to the heroes of the world.

It's a pity that these little bandits guarding the door have obviously never heard of the machine spirit sect, let alone Lin Zhuowen, and they haven't said a word of flattery like thunder, which makes Lin Zhuowen quite disappointed.

"Lin Yingying, please wait a moment, I'll go in and report. After the little bandits exchanged their heads for a while, they only threw out such a sentence that was not light or heavy, so that Lin Zhuowen had no place to put it on the shelf for a while, which was really embarrassing.

Soon after the little bandits entered, they heard a man rushing towards him, "Knock, knock!"

"Open the door! Open the door! The little rabbit opens the door quickly! Don't neglect the distinguished guests!" Before the voice arrived, the people arrived: "Set up a banquet! Set up a wine! General, I want to hold a celebration banquet today......"

Lin Zhuowen listened to it funny, the bandit leader was obviously too excited and a little incoherent, even the celebration banquet came out, and what kind of wine was set up just after noon, and the lunch chopsticks had just been dropped?

"General Meng, don't come unharmed. Waiting for the gate of the village to open, Lin Zhuowen couldn't help but sigh when he saw the bandit leader, when the real immortals are different, compared to the time when they explored the cave of the Jiaohe Society, the bandit leader has shown a little old.

"Haha! It's really Lin Xianchang! Come in, please come in, little ones, set up a banquet, hurry up and set up a banquet......" The bandit leader was still as heroic as he was back then, and no other mortal saw the restraint of the immortal cultivator, so he grabbed Lin Zhuowen's arm and dragged him into the cottage.

The food in the bandits' den is with a banditry spirit, the meat is eaten in large pieces, and the wine has to be drunk in a big bowl, although it is not exquisite, and the taste is very reluctant, but the atmosphere is extremely warm, these men are very drunk, and they play a fist and foot sword in the hall, which can also help the wine, although Lin Zhuowen has been in the valley for a long time, but he has also been provoked to appetite, and the coarse wine and rough meat are stuffed into the belly.

"It's been six or seven years since the last time I said goodbye, and a certain immortal is not only not old, but seems to be a few years younger. "The bandit leader is familiar with Qingxu Lao Dao, so it's not surprising that he knows some things in the immortal cultivation realm.

"The general's heroic style has not diminished back then, and he is also very admired in the future. Lin Zhuowen is sincere, he is an immortal cultivator who can treat a mortal as a friend, and what he likes is the heroic style of Meng Han, although he is a bandit, he does a chivalrous act that many pretentious chivalrous people dare not do or can't do.

"Hahaha...... A certain is just asking for a clear conscience. The bandit leader shook his head and said: "The people of Fangyuan treat a certain person well, and he grew up eating a hundred family meals, although the grass fell later, the neighbors remembered the old feelings, and several times the government sent troops to suppress them all relied on the neighbors to take the risk to come to report the news to escape, what a certain is now just to repay the kindness of the year, it is not as good as just in case, how dare to be a hero." ”

"Hahaha...... The general is too modest, and the hero is only because of what he has done, not because of why he has done it. Lin Zhuowen didn't expect this bandit leader to have such an experience, but he didn't look down on him because of this, knowing that the picture is a very rare quality, and after receiving the favor of others, anyone can say "there will be a picture in the future", but how many can really do it? Lin Zhuowen himself does not know any noble people, but it does not prevent him from admiring and liking such people.

......

"Newspaper-newspaper-" Just as he was pushing the cup and changing the glass of wine, a young man suddenly rushed in outside the hall: "Report to the general, the big thing is not good, and it is difficult to observe the waves......

Lin Zhuowen was stunned by this long "report-", the bandit leader would not train his subordinates according to the set in the play, and he thought that the bandit leader invited the troupe to help the fun.

Before the person finished speaking, the bandit leader had already slammed the wine bowl in his hand on the ground and shattered in response: "Who eats a bear's heart and a leopard dares to make trouble on a certain territory? Don't you know that Bo Xunguan is covered by a certain one?"

Lin Zhuowen was speechless, and the bandit leader had already decided that there was something wrong before he heard the report from someone about the situation.

"General Hui, it's a person from Jiugou Village in Wulang Mountain...... "was really blinded by the bandit leader."

"Mom's lamb, it's Wang Er's grandsons, usually seeing that they didn't do anything hurtful, so they didn't take them seriously, this is really ...... It's really ......" The bandit leader really didn't come up with any suitable words for a long time, there was too little ink in his stomach, and he couldn't care about this stubble when he was in a hurry, and shouted: "Little guys, pick up guys, and cut down those turtle grandsons with so-and-so!"

The bandits suddenly agreed, rolled up their sleeves and raised their arms, as if street hooligans were about to fight, although it was very chaotic, but they were quite imposing.

"General, general......" The young man who reported the message hurriedly reminded: " The general is careful, it is not the head of Wang Er, the leader is an old man in black clothes, I haven't seen it before, but he knows how to demons, and he beat the Qingxuguan master into a serious injury in two strokes, Wang Er is now just his subordinate, and the small one is still Wang Er's way to quietly put it back to report the news, Wang Er quietly told the small one, he is also helpless, this person is too powerful, if the general is not sure, it is better not to act rashly, he will try his best to protect the people of Bo Xunguan, if the general is willing to take a risk, Wang Er is willing to cooperate with the general inside and outside. ”

"Hey! The bandit leader raised his eyebrows and shouted to the bandits: "Demon demons who know demon law, our brothers in Niutou Mountain have not encountered it, and they have killed a lot, brothers, have you ever coaxed it?"

"I didn't instigate it. The bandits immediately shouted, they really killed a lot of demons in the battle with the Kakugawa Society back then.

"Then this demon is doing evil on our territory, should we kill him?" The theory of the bandit leader is very simple, kill the bad ones.

"Kill!" the crowd shouted in unison, and the sound almost shattered the roof.

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