While Yun Duo hesitated, Mu Qingyun had already accepted the 'rival's' invitation.
"My name is Ma Cheng, and I use a knife. Miss, your backpack is really useful. If I don't bet on anything else, I will bet on your backpack. If I win, you can pack up the things in your backpack and take them away. Leave the bag to me. ,How about it?"
Mu Qingyun smiled: "Okay. Then what are you betting on?"
Ma Cheng placed his baggage on the ground, opened it, and showed it to Mu Qingyun.
"Look at this, a calfskin water bladder. It's new and unused. It's so delicate."
"And this one, it looks like just a bundle of rope, but I specially asked someone to rub this rope. It is soaked in tung oil. It is very strong. It can lift a hundred people of my weight."
"Otherwise, don't think that this fishing rod is just a bamboo rod. I carefully selected this fishing line and this fishing hook. They are very easy to use."
The rest include gloves, a scarf, a wooden comb, and a lot of hair accessories and headbands.
Mu Qingyun knelt down and picked carefully, choosing the two oil-paper umbrellas that Ma Cheng stuffed at the bottom.
Through the umbrella cover, just the color and the corner of the painting made Mu Qingyun feel particularly delicate and beautiful.
Ma Cheng suddenly felt distressed and tried to say something. After hesitating for a long time, he finally took out a handful and used it as the lucky draw.
"My two umbrellas were made by my sister. There are eighty-six steps. It's a lot of trouble."
While Ma Cheng was distressed about his umbrella, Zhou Biyun quickly said: "Only those who have won more than thirty consecutive fights can be replaced by the three-line brand. Only those who have won fifty consecutive fights can have four lines. If they have won hundreds of consecutive fights, After the game, it was replaced by three golden flowers."
"This Ma Cheng has a lot of three lines on his body, which shows that his previous opponents were very strong."
Zhou Biyun looked solemn and said, "Sister Mu, you have to be careful."
After thinking about it, she reassured Mu Qingyun, "But it doesn't matter. Fighting in Yaowu City is very disciplined. You have to follow the rules. Don't be afraid."
While he was talking, three people came out from the crowd to bear witness.
Mu Qingyun stepped forward and saluted with clasped fists in a serious manner: "Please!"
Ma Cheng shouted loudly, took out the steel sword from its sheath, and struck it as fast as thunder, looking at Mu Qingyun's left shoulder.
The next second, he felt the knife sink and suddenly fall to the ground. Ma Cheng couldn't control it for a moment and leaned forward - poof!
He fell to the ground instantly.
Zhou Biyun blinked.
Mu Qingyun smiled, imitating the actions of the people he saw just now, reaching out to help the person on the ground up: "Chengyi."
Ma Cheng: "??"
There was an uproar all around, and a burst of boos broke out from the onlookers.
Mu Qingyun handed her his sleeve, and Ma Cheng stamped it in a daze, even offering his own oil-paper umbrella.
It was getting darker and darker.
Mu Qingyun yawned, and when he saw the wind blowing, he quickly called the driver to come over, then turned around and asked the Zhou family and his daughter to get on the bus.
"Uncle Yun, please help me see off these two friends of mine."
The old housekeeper of the Yun family agreed with a smile, and before getting into the car, the corner of his eye flashed across Mu Qingyun's shoulders and the marks on her body. He couldn't help it, and the corner of his mouth twitched several times.
After riding the train for four consecutive days and playing these games one after another, even though Yun Duo'er and the others were just playing, they were so exhausted that Mu Qingyun was still very tired. He reached out and stuffed his backpack into Situ Qingshuang and Zhou's father. The two women said hello and got in the car.
Yun Duo'er and the others also rushed forward.
After getting in the car, there was no one around. Yun Duoer lowered her voice and said eagerly: "Sister Yue, what happened in Yaowu City recently? Are there any big thieves and gangsters here? Or are the grandsons from the Three Islands Kingdom coming to do something about it? matter?"
Mu Qingyun: "Xiao Yunduo, you asked the wrong person. I just arrived today, how did I know this?"
Situ Qingshuang shook her head and pulled Yun Duo'er aside: "Don't ask random questions."
Yun Duoer shut her mouth obediently.
Mu Qingyun was really tired, so he didn't think much, took out his pillow, threw himself into the carriage, and fell asleep.
He galloped all the way to the post house in Yaowu City.
The two postmen were already waiting at the door of the posthouse. They were very enthusiastic when they saw Mu Qingyun.
When she was still at the Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall, the document was sent to Yaowu City. The postman had already received the news and had been waiting for her. He made the meals back and forth six times.
Hot water is also prepared in advance.
The Yuncheng Martial Arts School in the Ming Dynasty was just an ordinary small martial arts school. However, in the eyes of the staff of the posthouse in a small city like Yaowu City, the disciples of the Yuncheng Martial Arts School were distinguished guests. Ordinary guests are very different.
After politely sending Mu Qingyun back to his room, the postman lowered his head, tried his best to tighten his face, and closed the door respectfully.
His expression dropped after he left the door.
Other postmen were also full of curiosity: "I heard that Yue Nuxia is the master disciple of Master Zhuo? The grandsons of Mishima Guoshuzi Sect even offered her a reward of one hundred thousand taels for her head. "
"Why does she also like to play the games played by those young people?"
The postman reluctantly coaxed these bored guys away: "Aren't you interested in someone having a special hobby?"
Who knows what those heroes are thinking.
Mu Qingyun took a shower and changed clothes, went to the cafeteria to eat a delicious supper, and then lay on the bed and slept until dawn.
When she arrived in Yaowu City, she was pressed for time and had a heavy task. When she got up the next day, she hurriedly went to register for the No. 2 Martial Arts Competition in the World.
After leaving the gate of the inn, Mu Qingyun seriously felt the fighting atmosphere of Yaowu City.
In just one morning, her sleeves were covered with various marks.
There are three-way ones, four-way ones, and various gold stars.
Mu Qingyun's own brand has also been changed to Sandaowen. Anyway, it is Lien Zhan Lianjie, majestic.
Mu Qingyun really found it very interesting.
Although the people she fought against were not able to find any masters, but with enough people, the moves would naturally become rich and colorful.
Among the many gravels, there are always sparkling treasures.
Mu Qingyun carefully summarized it, picked out the moves worth watching, and wrote them down in his notebook.
She always carries her notebook with her. Whenever she encounters a good and interesting opponent, she will record the battle between the two people in detail. Now she has written most of the notebook.
After fighting dozens of fights in one day, Mu Qingyun still felt that he had learned a lot from them, even if his opponent was so good that people doubted his life.
Mu Qingyun happily returned to the post house. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw a very familiar figure.
There happened to be a newsstand next to me, and as soon as I glanced at the newspaper, I saw the face in front of the post house.
One of Yaowu City’s Dinghai Shenzhen, Mr. Xu Tang’s beloved disciple, Tang Jingping.
This is a master of deception, his reputation is far and wide, and he is also famous. Unlike other masters, he is always taboo about taking pictures. His photos often appear in newspapers.
When Tang Jingping saw Mu Qingyun, he smiled politely. He first asked Master Zhuo how he was, and then apologized: "I have been preparing for the competition these days. When the goddess-in-law arrived, I didn't go to greet her. I'm rude."
Mu Qingyun quickly bent down for another half minute, and was several times more polite than him: "How dare you work on Senior Tang."
The two of them went back and forth and were polite for several rounds before Tang Jingping revealed the purpose of his visit and said with some embarrassment: "I see that Yue Nuxia is really powerful, and she is no less generous than in the realm of seeking truth. I am afraid that she is about to enter the realm of seeking truth." Well, if the heroine wants to hone her martial arts, why not try it at the Yaowutai?"
His eyes fell on the wavy lines all over Mu Qingyun's body, and his expression was hard to explain, "Actually, the 'fighting' in Yaowu City is a small game played by newcomers below level seven."
Mu Qingyun: "..."
