MTL - Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years-Chapter 181 Prestige Quest, Rating: 2nd C

   Chapter 181 Prestige Quest, Rating: C

   "Yin Xue, the scenery of the Li River is good."

  Zhang Ming sighed in disappointment, "Sink them to the bottom of the river to feed the fish."

   The three people who couldn't help begging for mercy were shocked: "No! No-"

   They screamed like a pretty widow who met a strong man.

   "Protect the son!"

   The expressions of the six guards changed, and they stopped in front of the three kneeling people.

   They are employed by the family, and if they retreat or run away at this time, then the same severe punishment awaits them.

   Therefore, at this time, we can only fight for one fight.

   But Yin Xue is no longer the Yin Xue who used to be in one realm.

   She mentioned Qing Zhen, the phantom of the life behind him manifested, overlapping with the body of the blade, and a majestic blade aura rippling outward.

   "Not good! Fate-shaping realm powerhouse!"

   The lead guard in the brown shirt turned and wanted to run, but it was too late.

boom--

   Sword Qi penetrated through the six people.

   As soon as their footsteps froze, they stagnated in place, with three blood holes appearing on their upper bodies.

  The dantian was destroyed, and the internal organs were severely damaged.

   "Hmph, you minions are also not good people, you can't keep them!"

   Yin Xue shot ruthlessly, picked up the six people who couldn't resist, and threw them out the window.

  Put-

   A huge sound of falling water sounded in the Pear River.

   This rapid change shocked the diners in Yulan Xuan.

   And the talented and beautiful people who were holding the Lihe Poetry Festival outside were suddenly attracted by the sound of falling water.

   "What happened? How did I see someone in Yulanxuan fall from the upstairs?"

   "Could it be that someone can't think of it and is jumping into a river to seek death?"

   "Hey, people without poetry and talent are just grandstanding!"

  “…”

   They talked a lot, and immediately saw the bodies of six people floating in the river.

   "Why does this costume look like the guard of the Liu family in the county town?"

   "Look! The third floor of Yulanxuan... Someone is going to jump into the river!"

   "No, it wasn't jumping into the river, it was being held by the collar!"

  The crowd soon discovered unusual places.

  I saw a tall and slender woman standing at the window of Yulanxuan, showing half of her body, grabbing a scholar-like noble boy in her hand, and threw it out the window with a "swoosh".

   "Puff!"

   "Puff!"

   "Puff!"

   three times in a row, suppressing the entire Lihe Poetry Society.

   "That's... the son of the Liu family in the county town! Liu Yi!"

   "And Su Cheng!"

   "Shen Tong!"

   "Who is so bold to offend three great families at the same time?"

   At this time, the tall slender woman let the window open, revealing a blue-robed Taoist.

   "These three people want to kill the poor Daoist and rob people's women, which is not tolerated by the world! However, the family is strong and the law is difficult to get rid of. Since no one holds justice, then the poor Daoist will uphold the righteousness of the world and eliminate this cancer!"

   The Taoist stood with his hands behind his back and said aloud.

   Mingming Yulanxuan's window is still some distance away from the poetry meeting in the middle of the river, but the voice is clear and clear, which can be heard clearly in everyone's ears.

   And the discourse is not over yet.

   "The county town but those who are dissatisfied can come to the poor road!"

   Hearing the voice of the Taoist turned cold, he smiled, "Poor Taoist, Lingshu Guan Qinghui!"

  The audience was in an uproar!

   This Daoist is so bold that he dares to drop his name even if he is sinking!

   It's like being afraid that the three great families won't come to trouble you!

   "No, what did he say his name was? Lingshu Guan... Qing Hui?"

   "Why does it sound so familiar!"

   "Could it be the recently rumored Qing Hui Taoist priest?"

   They suddenly remembered all kinds of rumors about the Lingshu Temple, but they didn't expect to see it in person today.

   "Let's go, don't participate in the poetry party! This Dongling County is going to change!"

   "The three great families... Hey, I wonder if there are monks from Xiaohanshan Temple who are hard-headed?"

  The talented scholars and scholars in the poetry club, many of whom came from various families, left one after another with the heart of watching the excitement.

   There are also secret stakes of various forces to record information quietly.

   There were also other members of the three aristocratic families of Liu, Su, and Shen in Juncheng, who couldn't help but turn pale and did not dare to move.

In the Yulan Xuan, Guo Xiang glanced around and asked in a low voice, "Can you still live?"

  Yin Xue shook her head and put the knife back into its sheath.

   "The Taoist priest said that it was sinking to the bottom of the river to feed the fish, but I kept a little vigor when I threw it out. Unless I salvage it, I won't be able to float."

   When she spoke, it seemed like she was saying something trivial.

   She walks the road of protection.

  The elders who dare to violate the Qing Hui Dao will be punished even if they are far away!

   Guo Xiang nodded: "That's good."

   The diners on the third floor were restless.

   "They... won't take anger at me, will they kill me together?"

   Everyone thought anxiously.

   Wang Hongye, who was kneeling on the ground, and Xiao Er beside him, almost urinated with fright.

   "The Taoist... forgive me!"

  Wang Hongye kowtowed heavily, his back wet with cold sweat.

   Xiao Er knelt beside him with a plop, begging for mercy: "Little confused, the heroine spare your life!"

   "Hey, get down and serve!"

   Yin Xue impatiently swept out with the handle of the knife, and the little Er immediately rolled down the stairs.

   As he rolled, he shouted in a panic, "Wait a minute, the guest, the little one will serve the food!"

   In the blink of an eye, there was only Wang Hongye left.

   He just slipped out without a bodyguard.

   In fact, he was glad he didn't bring guards at the moment, otherwise, if he collided with Daoist Qing Hui, he would have been killed.

   Zhang Ming looked out the window with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't hear their pleading.

   Because the moment he finished speaking, the familiar system prompt sounded in his ears.

  【Prestige Mission】Under your leadership, Lingshu Guan has achieved a certain reputation in the Jin Dynasty, but it is not enough. Please let Lingshu watch the name of Qinghui resound throughout the world

  【Reminder】This task is a series of tasks, and there will be multiple judgment criteria. There is no specific content for each task, and the final achievement and task evaluation will be used as the basis for rewards. Please explore by yourself.

  【Current Number of Rings】01/05

  【Current Evaluation】C

   Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment: "What type of mission is this, see you soon."

   Not only does not set the task time limit as usual, but it is also a series of tasks.

   However, Zhang Ming is not ignorant.

   In this chain of quests, you have to give a ring and a goal, right?

   It doesn't even have it!

   "Find it yourself? System, don't let me catch you one day, or I'll beat your ass!"

   Zhang Ming was powerless to complain.

   However, the goal of this mission is fairly clear, that is, the word "reputation".

   As long as the reputation of Lingshu Guanqinghui is more famous, the task evaluation will be higher?

   "Yes or no, we still need to try."

   He secretly wrote down the contents and could only **** for himself.

  However, this mission has no time limit, which is a bit strange.

   "Can I do it indefinitely, or do I wait until the criteria for each round is over?"

   Zhang Ming was puzzled.

   Yulanxuan's atmosphere was extremely stagnant.

  Others dared not speak or chew with chopsticks.

  Wang Hongye knelt quietly on the ground, cold sweat dripping down his neck.

   "Since there has been a relationship, Pindao won't kill you."

   The voice of Taoist priest Qing Hui finally sounded, causing Wang Hongye to relax and almost fainted in the local area.

   "Go and bring a message to the Wang family of Dongling County, which means that at this time tomorrow, Pindao will come to visit."

   New and old grudges, there should always be an end.

   Wang Hongye's words stagnated in his throat just as he was about to thank him.

   Don't kill yourself, come to visit?

   This is where forgiveness is, it is clearly to destroy the door!

   "Thank you for the grace of not killing the Taoist priest, Hongye... I will definitely bring it here!"

   His mouth was extremely bitter and he said.

   Then, he staggered to his feet, took a few steps back, and walked downstairs.

   "Master, this is the fried shrimp you ordered, the fried bell..."

  Little Er stuck his head out from the stairs and served dishes respectfully.

   At the same time, a middle-aged man with a pot belly wiped his sweat and went upstairs, bowed and saluted: "Qinghui Daoist, the villain is Han Hou, the shopkeeper of Yulanxuan, from the Han family in the county town."

   "I really didn't know you were here today, and I didn't take good care of you. Please forgive me!"

   "This Yulanxuan will be fully opened for Taoist priests of Qinghui in the future. All meals will be provided free of charge. I just want Taoist priests to have a happy meal!"

   It turns out that Yulanxuan is the property of the eight great families in the county, known as the richest Han family.

  Han Hou is very generous, and directly gave away a free lifetime membership.

   "Treasurer Han is serious. Pindao is not a bully."

   But Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "This meal is indispensable for you, you can serve all the dishes ordered by the poor road."

   How can I act like a bandit.

Han Hou understood and said quickly: "The Taoist priest Qinghui has taught me a lesson. Otherwise, I will give the Taoist leader Qinghui a VIP card of Yulanxuan. In the future, there will not only be a private room on the fourth floor, but also all three Discount! In addition, today the shop will serve three more signature dishes!"

   As expected of the Han family who is engaged in the business road, even the shopkeeper of a restaurant is a fine person.

   These words made Zhang Ming unable to refuse.

   "Well, you can arrange it."

   He nodded, sat at the table, and said to Guo Xiang and Yin Xue, "Eat the food, or it will get cold."

  Han Hou's heart finally fell.

   Then, he saw Zeng Xiaoniu and said, "Xiao Niu, you come with me, I need your help in the matter of Daoist Qing Hui."

   Zeng Xiaoniu was taken aback.

   Shopkeeper Han is rarely seen with such a pleasant appearance.

   However, he soon woke up because it was in the face of Taoist Master Qing Hui.

   "Yes, the shopkeeper's!"

   He hurriedly responded, and at the same time bowed respectfully to the seat of Daoist Qing Hui before turning around and going downstairs.

  The diners on the third floor saw them move their chopsticks, so they dared to pick up their own dishes to taste.

   "Brother Lin, why didn't I know that Yulanxuan has a fourth floor?"

   "Shh, you know a hammer, the fourth floor has always only been accessible to the patriarchs and elders of the eight great families, and even the county governor has to make an appointment in advance."

   "Oh... what is the VIP card?"

  “…”

   Those who can go to the third floor to eat are either wealthy or have some status.

   But at this point they feel like bumpkins.

   It turns out that there are so many doorways in Yulan Xuan.

   No wonder there is a saying that the poor will never understand the life of the rich.

   Because they have no chance to connect.

  …

  The county seat of Dongling County, the residence of the Wang family.

   "Patriarch, that Lingshu Guan Qinghui is really deceiving!"

   A middle-aged man with the appearance of a Confucian scholar, standing in the ancestral hall, said angrily.

   Next to him stood Wang Juzheng, the head of the house wearing a scarf with a straight face.

   Beside him was an old man with white hair.

   The three of them are the decision-makers of the Wang family of Dongling County. Apart from Wang Juzheng, the other two are the first elder Wang Ling and the second elder Wang Mang.

Below   , the pale-faced Wang Hongye knelt.

   "Father, the boy has seen Daoist Qing Hui make a move, and our Wang family is definitely not his opponent. Either we take the initiative to plead guilty before he comes to visit, there may be a chance!"

   There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

  I have never seen anyone who had taken action by Daoist Qing Hui, and I will never understand how terrible he is.

The white-haired second elder, Wang Mang, weighed it and said, "Hongye is right, that Lingshu Guan Qinghui is a person of Taoism after all, as long as I lower my posture, he doesn't need to speak with a long mouth. kill us."

  As long as he is a righteous person, he has to suffer from fame.

  Otherwise, if he acts recklessly, he will definitely be scorned by the world as a demon.

   And their Confucian lineage is best at taking advantage of such a reputation to bind these righteous people firmly in the form of moral kidnapping.

  The invisible shackles are the most terrifying.

   "Second Elder, I don't agree with this approach."

  The Great Elder Wang Ling, who looks like a Confucian scholar, looks much younger than Wang Mang.

  He came to the throne by virtue of his talent, learning and means, and he was convinced by the Wang family, and he was also the first lecturer in Zhaoming Academy, and he was an official of the fourth grade.

   "After we communicated to Bailu Academy last time, although Jing Sheng was out of the customs and was assassinated by the design of Lingshu Guan, as far as I know, Meng Sheng has already arrived at Dongming Academy in person, asking to see Saint Haoran."

  The Great Elder Wang Ling pondered, "If I bow my head at this time, then in the Confucian lineage, I will not be able to raise my head at all. Instead, it is better to contact Meng Sheng and try, there may be other ways."

  The two of them finished their opinions and looked at Wang Juzheng, the head of the house in the middle.

   The middle-aged bachelor who supported the Wang family in Dongling County, with deep eyes, seemed to think for a moment, and asked, "Elder, in addition to Bailu Academy last time, we also sent a message to the Imperial Beast Gate. How did they respond?"

  Wang Ling and Wang Mang looked at each other, refreshed.

   As expected of the owner of the house, he actually stood at another angle and saw another possibility.

   "Report to the Patriarch, I was negligent."

   Wang Ling said a little ashamed, "The Imperial Beast Gate has already sent a reply, saying that the elder Fan Yuhua heard that my ancestor of the Wang family died, and he was so angry that he had already set off to visit Dongling County."

   He will report the contents of the reply one by one.

   "Count the time, she should be here soon!"

   Fan Yuhua, the great elder of the Beast Sect, didn't know what kind of **** he committed, but he fell in love with Wang Wenqin, the ancestor of the Wang family who was studying abroad.

   After the old cow eats the tender grass, both of them are satisfied.

   It wasn't until seven years ago, when Fan Yuhua was in retreat, that the two sides broke off contact.

   And the last time we dealt with Lingshu Guan, for some reason, the Imperial Beast Gate also dispatched people.

   When these two things were paired, they understood that maybe the Wang family of Dongling County could join hands with the Imperial Beast Gate.

   Before, there was Saint Haoran sitting in the king's family in Jingjing, and then there was the Royal Beastmen who formed an alliance. They couldn't overwhelm the entire Dongling County!

   "Giggle, are you talking about this palace?"

   At this time, a woman's chuckle resounded in the ancestral hall.

"who?!"

   The three of them were startled and looked at them subconsciously.

I saw a middle-aged beautiful woman with half-clothed clothes sitting on the head of the ancestral hall, with Bai Huahua's thighs cocked above, and two poisonous snakes, one green and one red, entrenched on her shoulders. She was sticking out her head and spitting snakes. letter.

   "Elder of the Royal Beast Gate! Fan Yuhua!"

  PS: Thanks to the book friends for the monthly passes of "Swallowing the sky and swallowing the earth is gluttonous" and "tail number 7218", the big guy makes a fortune!

   (end of this chapter)