I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

Gongsun Lan still dressed up as the decrepit Grandma Xiong, and was supported by Ouyang Qing to the entrance of the alley of Lin Mansion.

Then, the two people stopped at the same time, with hesitation in their eyes...

"Fourth, are you sure you are looking for the right place?"

Gongsun Lan coughed and asked in a low voice with a hoarse voice.

She is a well-informed person.

In most cases, the mood can be calm.

However, the scene in front of her still surprised her.

From the entrance of the alley to the gate of the mansion...

There was a queue of more than two hundred meters.

At a glance, there are monks, Taoists, scholars, vendors, and even a few nuns...

Inside, there were also some martial artists in the martial arts world in Gongsun Lan's eyes.

But they were all lined up on the right side of the alley, looking expectant.

As for the left side of the alley, it is empty.

Every ten meters or so, there is a Jianghu man maintaining order.

This weird scene made Gongsun Lan a little confused.

"No, it's not wrong..."

Ouyang Qing also felt a little guilty. She silently took out the map and looked at it carefully: "This is what is marked on the Yamen notice. It shouldn't be necessary to change places."

"Go find someone and ask what's going on."

"Oh, okay."

Ouyang Qing suppressed the doubts in her heart, walked into the crowd, and said loudly: "What kind of queue are you in?"

"Um?"

People in the nearby arena turned their heads, and more than a dozen eyes focused on Ouyang Qing.

"Little girl, are you new here? Hurry up and get in line!"

"I'm pretty lucky, I should get a share today."

"Indeed, the first time I came here I didn't understand the rules and stayed at the door all night."

"Me too. Thanks to Mr. Lin's Renyi, he also arranged for someone to send me some food."

"It's extremely, extremely rare. Mr. Lin has great martial arts skills and yet he is so kind and amiable. It's really commendable."

Several heroes from the world glanced at Ouyang Qing and started chatting among themselves.

"...What kind of queue is this?"

Ouyang Qing was a little crazy after hearing this, and asked suspiciously: "Are you all here to challenge Lin Xuan?"

"...Don't dare to challenge, don't dare to challenge!"

"What a joke! What kind of person is Mr. Lin, that we are worthy of him?"

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense and drag us into the water."

The expressions of several Jianghu people changed greatly, and they waved their hands cautiously.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, a poor Taoist who knows how to understand, is a disciple of Bashan's sect."

Hearing the noise, a purple-robed Taoist appeared at the entrance of the alley and said loudly: "May I ask what the name of this... heroine is?"

"Dongming? Oh, I've heard your name before. Are you a disciple of Taoist Bashan Xiaogu?"

Ouyang Qing pointed at Gongsun Lan: "I'll bring my grandma to visit Mr. Lin, is that okay?"

"Why did you bring grandma here?"

"Then get in line. I'll go back and move a chair for the old man to sit."

Taoist Dongming was also a little confused and looked at Gongsun Lan: "There is also herbal tea here. Elderly, would you like a bowl? Don't suffer from heatstroke on a hot day."

"Ahem, thank you, little Taoist priest..."

Gongsun Lan frowned and said, "Are all the people here here to challenge Mr. Lin?"

"No, no, no, everyone has to rely on their own ability to become famous. Don't use such crooked methods."

Taoist Dongming shook his head quickly: "It is not a good thing to have such a reputation."

"Ah? Grandma doesn't understand. Why do you say that?"

"Master Lin and Miss A Qing are martial arts masters. So far, they have only given three places."

"The rest, no matter whether they are the sect leaders or the giants in the world, can't catch their three moves or two."

Taoist Dongming said in a low voice: "If ordinary Jianghu people challenge these two masters like this, wouldn't they look just like the defeated sect masters?"

"Oh, I understand..."

Gongsun Lan reacted and sneered: "It's those heroes who feel that ordinary people are not worthy of losing at the hands of Mr. Lin and others."

"It's okay to be defeated by Young Master Lin with one move."

"But Miss Ah Qing acts very imaginatively. Sometimes when she sees a mediocre swordsmanship, she will deliberately give in to a few moves."

"Perhaps a person with mediocre martial arts skills can master a dozen or so moves at the hands of Miss Ah Qing, and his performance will be better than that of several masters."

Taoist Dongming smiled apologetically and said, "If such a thing really happens, it won't be good for anyone."

"So, are you here specifically to guard this place?"

Ouyang Qing snorted softly: "Prevent us gangsters from fishing in troubled waters and accidentally taking a few tricks in the hands of Miss A Qing?"

"Girl, what you said is serious. If it is a famous sword in the world, or a great master, we will naturally not dare to stop him."

Taoist Dongming sighed and said, "But with Mr. Lin's status, it would be unreasonable for everyone to compete with him."

Everyone is from a well-known and upright family and must abide by the rules of the world.

There are some things that everyone tacitly agrees with but cannot admit verbally.

"If you say that, it makes some sense..."

Gongsun Lan frowned: "What are the people lining up over there doing?"

"Master Lin feels that since we are all guests from afar, we should not let them go away in vain."

"Every once in a while during the day, I will explain to everyone the fist, kick and sword skills for half an hour."

"If Mr. Lin is not available, he will arrange for other experts to speak on his behalf."

Taoist Dongming looked respectful: "My master came forward in the morning and told Mr. Lin some sword principles passed down by the ancestor of our sect."

Ever since the world-famous Bashan swordsman Gu Daoren disappeared, his whereabouts unknown.

The sword energy that once soared to the sky on Bashan has never appeared in the world again.

But all the Bashan disciples have not diminished their respect for this ancestor.

It's like the Wudang disciples talking about Zhang Sanfeng.

"So that's it. I was wondering why so many people had this plan."

Gongsun Lan was annoyed and weighed the pros and cons.

She originally planned to keep a low profile, find Lin Xuan after entering, defeat him in one fell swoop, and then leave.

But according to the current broken rules, if she doesn't give her name, she can't even get in...

Even worse, she has always been a pseudonym, and few people know her real name.

Most of the registration is useless.

I can't show my original appearance and fight my way in, right?

If you don't know, you might think I care about this spectator spot...

"Huh? Ouyang?"

Just then, a surprised voice sounded at the alley.

A figure flashed, and a young monk appeared in front of the three people.

"Honest monk?"

Ouyang Qing was startled: "Why are you here?"

"Amitabha, I am an honest monk. I also want to see City Lord Ye and Ximen Manor fighting."

The honest monk lowered his head, looking at his tattered straw sandals, looking very shy and honest: "Master, do I have to queue up to go in?"

"No, no, Master, just go in."

The Taoist Dongming was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly.

Now there are no less than ten masters in the Lin Mansion, and no one dares to impersonate.

Among the four great monks of Shaolin, Dabei Tiejian and Laoshi Kugua, the honest monk ranks third, and his status is much higher than that of the heads of ordinary sects.

When the other party knows the name, not giving this monk face is equivalent to slapping Shaolin in the face...

Endless troubles!

When the people in the rivers and lakes heard that the honest monk revealed his identity, they also saluted and were extremely respectful.

"Amitabha, thank you, Taoist priest. I will go in now."

The honest monk hesitated and pointed at Ouyang Qing and the other two: "These two girls are friends with me and are also friends of Lu Xiaofeng. Can Taoist priest help me?"

"No problem. Please, three of you."

The Taoist priest Dongming looked at Gongsun Lan suspiciously and bowed.

For an honest monk, it was not a big deal to bring eight or ten people in.

As for calling an old woman a girl, it was a bit inappropriate at most...

It was not his turn to say anything.

"The monk is quite nice. We owe you a favor this time."

Gongsun Lan coughed: "Although your martial arts are not weak, they are at most comparable to that of Taoist Gu. You were beaten to a pulp when you met those two. It's a bit unrealistic to want to get the token."

Dongming Taoist: "..."

"Amitabha, the monk actually thinks so too."

The honest monk thought it made sense and nodded: "But the list only said that you only need to get the approval of Mr. Lin or Miss Aqing, and it doesn't say They said they must win or draw."

"Hmm?"

"Amitabha, monks are always honest."

The honest monk put his hands together, looked at his nose and looked at his heart: "Maybe they like honest people, and they like monks, so they let monks in to watch the fun."

"You are an honest ghost..."

Gongsun Lan snorted: "Let's go in and see the situation first."

"The wife of the current Grand Tutor Hua, the first-rank imperial lady of Wei, came to ask for advice."

Just then, a deep male voice sounded, wandering inside and outside the mansion.

The sound of ritual music sounded, and dozens of maids and servants surrounded an eight-man sedan chair, and walked towards the alley with their heads held high.

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