Wu Zhe's four-person team gathered together and started to go to the team training point.
"Xiao Ruoyao, let me tell you, you can hit me, I don't care about you. But you can't hit me in the face! I still need to eat with this face!" On the way, the narcissistic son Zong Zhilian issued a stern warning to Wu Zhe .
"The face of a normal person can have the function of eating, and the mouth is part of the face." Wu Zhe complained. The starfish is the mouth and the face are not together, of course, it depends on whether the starfish has a face.
"Do you know what you did?" The narcissist took out a small bronze mirror and looked at it as he walked, "The most handsome face in the entire Qi Dynasty has been knocked into a panda's eyes by you. You are a waste of money." !"
"You really know how to use words." Wu Zhe responded casually: "God asked me to bring you a message, please don't belittle his aesthetic..."
Mu Qingya snickered beside her, and even Hu Yunshang, an idiot, occasionally smiled.
On the border of the outer gate of the Zongmen, there is a place similar to an inn.
Trial workshop.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a dilapidated temple.
Is this a union? Or a place to open a copy? Wu Zhe was thinking about the rules of some online games.
Today is the morning when the new disciples can take on the task on the first day. I thought it should be overcrowded. But Wu Zhe and others were surprised to see it from a distance, and there were few people inside.
"No way? Did we go to the wrong place?" Wu Zhe asked.
"Although most of the talents bestowed on me by the gods are concentrated on my face, I can't do wrong things like leading the way." There was only one female waitress holding a sign and looking at them with a smile.
Shi Jian is an inner disciple of the sect who does things, and there is a Shi Jian card on his waist.
I saw the white paper and red letters on the sign held by the female maid Jian: "The first task of all new disciple teams is: eat, drink and have fun for a day, and the surviving members of the team will get five points for each point."
ah? A day of eating, drinking and merrymaking
Wu Zhe and the others were momentarily stunned.
right? Wu Zhe was suspicious. Zhanjianzong is a big sect, and it advocates positive energy, how can it guide its disciples to eat, drink and have fun
"Xiaosheng, please ask this beauty." The narcissist leaned forward with his neck tilted, and cupped his hands at the maid holding the sign: "Is this really the task of the new team disciple? Why don't you see a few people today?"
The reason why he tilted his neck was because he deliberately turned the left side of his face to the person, wanting to tell the person that this is the most beautiful part of my whole body.
But he still has half of his face with faint panda eyes, no matter how you look at it, it makes people mentally collapse...
"Of course, it's also the same in previous years. It's a fixed practice, so many teams only send one member to take a look and then leave. There are no people." Maiden Jian forced herself not to laugh, nodded vigorously, Said: "Junior Brother, if you are unwell, you can go to Yuan Healing Hall to heal your injuries. Sprained neck is a minor ailment, and Yuan Healing Technique works best for muscle and bone injuries. It only needs two sect points."
As soon as Wu Zhe heard it, he understood that what he got for doing Zongmen missions were Zongmen points, which could be exchanged for various benefits in Zongmen.
The narcissistic son, however, minded the other meanings in the maid's sword words, and quickly explained: "It's not a sprained neck, can't the beauty not see it, it's a natural thing..."
He originally wanted to say that this is a naturally handsome face for you to appreciate, but the female maid Jian interrupted first: "Ah, so you are congenitally disabled? It's so pitiful, you must be born with a crooked neck. See you? But I hope you will open up, there will always be girls who will see you right... "
The maid's sword crackled and comforted Zong Zhilian for a while, unable to answer the conversation.
Wu Zhe secretly laughed, how could the Shi Jian who received the new students be a good stubble? There are definitely a lot of handsome guys to strike up a conversation with. If you want to be picked up, you will already be picked up. Where is it your turn, a narcissistic boy
Sure enough, in the end, the narcissist could only bow his hands and say goodbye.
Just about to say goodbye, the maid Jian suddenly took out a green book from behind her.
"Junior Brother, here is a detailed explanation of the sect's mission, do you need it?" the maid asked while shaking her book.
"Huh? Free delivery?" The narcissist asked.
Wu Zhe hurried forward, cupped his hands and said, "This senior sister, what's your name?"
The maid Jian looked at Wu Zhe, and felt that this little junior sister was quite attractive, so she replied, "Everyone calls me Tongran."
"Ah, I'm very curious. I want to know what this book is about. Can I take a look first?" Wu Zhe asked seriously.
"Just take a look." Tong Ran Shi Jian was completely unprepared, and handed it to Wu Zhe casually.
Wu Zhe took the book over and flicked through it, and in just three or four breaths, he returned the sword to the maid.
The female maid sword didn't take it seriously, she shook the book in her hand, and continued to ask Zi Lianzi: "Little brother, how about ten taels of silver for one piece?"
"Hehe, you don't need to buy it anymore." The narcissist smiled and pointed at Wu Zhe: "You little junior sister, her name is Xiao Ruoyao..."
"Ah? Xiao Ruoyao..." The female waiter Jian thought for a while, feeling very familiar, and shouted suddenly: "Oh, are you that female disciple of the latent star who is famous for her memory skills?"
Wu Zhe turned around and was about to leave. When he heard that the narcissist was easily vented, his eyes turned into triangles, and he kicked towards the narcissist: "You are stupid, how can you save money by telling me?"
Mu Qingya also sighed aside. She understood that since the other party knew that she could memorize the entire book, she had to buy it, otherwise it would easily annoy the other party.
"Ah..." The narcissist screamed: "I'm not happy if I don't say it—"
"I'm not happy if I don't kick you now!" Wu Zhe resentfully took out a piece of silver from the waist of the narcissistic son, exchanged it with the book in the maid's sword hand, and came back resentfully and kicked him again: " Wouldn't you make a fortune in silence? Pig?!"
"Okay, I'll sacrifice my appearance to make you feel good... oh, oh..." The narcissist was kicked a few more times after saying this.
"Did you really memorize the whole book after flipping through it like that just now?" The maid Jian widened her eyes in surprise: "Everyone has spread such rumors, but I don't believe it at all."
"Then I can return the book to you, and then you can treat me to dinner with the ten taels of silver?" Wu Zhe laughed.
"Oh, are you seducing senior sister?" The maid Jian giggled, "It's very similar to the tone of your boss in Qingling."
The tone of the boss of Qingling? Wu Zhe was taken aback.
Zhai Laoer and Chen Laosan knew each other, but they had heard about the name of the boss from them. So their boss used to be a disciple of the sect
"Don't be in a daze, now I'm announcing in the name of the captain..." Zi Lianzi had been resurrected with full blood in a short time, took out the ingot of gold he had won before and shouted: "Follow the mission of the Zongmen, go eat, drink and have fun!"
After saying this, Zi Lian continued to raise his hands to the sky, waiting for the cheers of the team members.
"..." Hu Yunshang walked out without saying anything.
Mu Qingya gestured to Wu Zhe in sign language: I think the mission of Zongmen is a bit strange.
Wu Zhe nodded and replied, "Well, let's think about it carefully."
No one cares about the narcissistic son at all.
The female maid Jian looked at the narcissistic young man who was frozen there, and said with a smile: "Are you really the captain?"
"Of course. When paying the money, they obediently called me the captain." The narcissist coughed lightly and brushed his sleeves: "Even if I rank in terms of appearance, I am still the captain."
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The update is completed today, and tomorrow I will see if I can have a small breakout for two consecutive weekends to thank the two readers [Sorrow—Bing] and [Wandering Dandelion. ]’s reward of ten thousand coins.
At the same time, since Mea was serialized, two updates per day have persisted until now, asking for votes and rewards, thank you for your encouragement, Baa is motivated to work hard! ;