I didn't expect that this strange special mission would be triggered before I started practicing, I didn't master any serious swordsmanship, and I didn't even draw the sword and swing it a few times.
Sword cultivator, do you want to scold and argue with others?
Pei Mengqing licked her lips, feeling that although this task seemed informal, the reward was not simple.
He had read the novel "Tongjian", and he could kill others with one glance. What happened to Yan Jian? Could it be that with just one mouth, you can kill people? This is much safer than fighting with real swords and guns.
But my eloquence is limited, and every time I argue with a bully on the Internet, I get very angry. I may not be able to make a quarrel. At present, there are a large group of people on the other side. Annoying old man and old lady.
Without thinking about it, what if the two old men and women lie down on the ground, or faint from anger, and a bunch of people surround me and ask me to take responsibility?
You have to think about your words in advance, guess what the other party may say, and you have to think of a way to "retire after success" so that you don't end up in the mouth of a group of old men and women after you succeed.
He looked around at his surroundings. When I first arrived in this world, it was already at the edge of the city, and this noodle stall was still on the edge.
Surrounded by a large open space, not far away is a crop field.
If in summer and autumn, the crops grow more than two meters high, he only needs to win the argument and run for a while to get in, and the gang will not be able to find him.
But it was winter now. If it weren't for the tattered robe he was wearing to keep him warm, he would have passed out from the cold. The crop field would have been deserted, endless as far as the eye could see, with nowhere to run.
Run back? There are all kinds of winding streets and alleys in the town, and there is a chance to escape the pursuers, but among this group of people, there is no shortage of strong and strong farmers. He now has the body of an alcoholic and is still holding a handful of two or three pounds. I'm afraid I can't outrun the opponent with my sword.
Before she could run into the alley, someone had to grab her by the collar and pull her up.
Where else to hide? Pei Mengqing looked around the noodle stall.
This noodle stall is a mobile stall and can be moved around. Last night, the business evacuated the tent, packed the noodle pot, Tiezao Road, and the foldable tables and stools outside on the donkey cart, and drove away.
Donkey cart? There was an arc shed installed on the pallet for loading goods at the back, but in order to prevent the smell of donkey feces and urine from reaching the noodle stall, the stall owner specially tied the donkey cart to a willow tree more than ten meters away. He ran over there, but he couldn't avoid it. The sight of many people.
On the other hand, there were empty water tanks and dough bags in the shed where the noodles were kneaded and thrown. If the stall owner was willing to help cover it up, he might be able to get away with it.
Although it was still a risk, Pei Mengqing was willing to give it a try for the "Word Sword", which looked very powerful.
"Um, let me discuss something with you..." Pei Mengqing came to the stall owner again and muttered a lot to him.
Two minutes later, Pei Mengqing took the oil seal paper sponsored by the stall owner and rolled it into a barrel. Although she was reasonable and did not speak loudly, if her voice was not loud enough and someone drowned her out, it would be useless to be reasonable.
He put the extremely simple loudspeaker to his mouth, took a deep breath, and shouted to a dozen people from the Life Association and the Arhat Association:
"You guys who released water into the water! Yes, I'm talking about you!"
These people didn't know what "errub" meant, but it didn't sound like a good word. At the gesture of the old man with a jade finger, an aunt in a floral cotton-padded jacket stood up first.
"Little baby, what are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about you, the stupid and ignorant hypocritical cerebral palsy! The executioner who caused the death of countless fish for your own selfish desires! With your IQ, you still let the animals go? Hurry up and cut off your buttocks and let them go, so as not to pollute the air with farts all day long!"
These words can be said to be full of aggression and directly opened the fig leaf of this group of people.
Several big men were red-faced and furious after hearing this. They kicked away their stools and wanted to come over to teach him a lesson.
"Stop, I, the Buddha, am merciful and don't want to get into a fight. Let me talk to this little benefactor."
The person who said this was the rich man wearing a jade ring.
Pei Mengqing looked it over and complained in her heart that if she drove a Mercedes Benz and went in and out of the club, she would be more like a monk.
"Old man, who are you? Are you the leader of the swarm of insects, the old poisonous dog that destroys the river?"
"Hmph, the little benefactor is still young, but has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, a ferocious face, and has given birth to an evil ghost statue. How about coming to my Arhat meeting, sincerely practicing Buddhism, turning away the evil spirit, and achieving merit and fruition together?"
Hey, you dare to say that I look like a devil. I think you really open your mouth to exhale stinky breath, specializing in sucking in the farts of the King of Hell. Pei Mengqing was angry in her heart, but she felt that this type of verbal abuse, which was not unreasonable but was a personal attack, was more convenient than reasoning.
Anyway, the goal is to harm the ecological environment, promote invasive species, waste human resources, and think that the mentally retarded group has unlimited merits. He can export his quality without reservation.
"I have seen a toad with pusy eyes, but this is the first time I have seen a monk with hair on his head. What kind of monster are you? There is something neither human nor ghost hanging around your neck, and you fart when you open your mouth. I advise you. No matter how you came out of your mother's womb, no matter how you go back, don't harm the world here. I wish you a disaster like the East China Sea and a longevity as short as the epiphyllum. I also want to say to you, Buddha saves all living beings, but not fools like you."
These words are even more merciless. Things that have been influenced by surfing for many years have long been hidden in my mind. Now they are brought out in full, and they are a full-scale dimensionality reduction attack on the aborigines of this world that does not seem to have the Internet. .
Compared to Pei Mengqing's words, the old man's few words were nothing compared to Pei Mengqing's words, which could be called a model of civilization.
After Pei Mengqing finished scolding, he seemed to see a few wisps of black air floating above the other group of people. One glance made his head buzz and he felt like he was going stupid.
He quickly lowered his head and looked at the other person, not daring to look at the black energy again.
"Rude people! How can you understand our sincerity in worshiping Buddha and doing good deeds?" someone shouted.
"Don't mess with your mother with your worthless sincerity. Just go and do good deeds to worship Buddha and do good deeds. The county has experienced successive years of turmoil. Countless people have been displaced. They sell their children and their wives without even having enough to eat. I don’t see you helping me, but I release animals here and there all day long. If the Buddha saw you, he would spit on you and say it’s bad luck!”
"You, you, you! Vulgar!" shouted another person.
Pei Mengqing took a quick look and searched for a long time. When she lowered her head, she found that it was a short man who was just over her waist.
It's not that he discriminates against other people's physical defects, in fact he sympathizes with the disadvantaged.
But if he uses this as an excuse to refuse to do things, then don't blame him for being rude.
"I'm sorry for your mother, Xipi. The dwarf bark and Liuxunyu came out of nowhere, right? You like Liuxunyu so much. I'm afraid it's because the three-inch dwarf bark can't satisfy your wife. You use Liuxunyu for your wife every day. fish?"
The other party had obviously never heard of the legendary story of "The Nun and the Fish", but judging from his reaction of rolling the whites of his eyes and holding his breath, Pei Mengqing was probably right.
