Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 305: Curse is not standardized, relatives shed tears

"Didn't any of you notice that my cousin was also on the list this time?"

The layman pointed to the first list and said with a strange expression.

Everyone actually looked towards the top ten positions, and Mo Xiuwen's name appeared in the ninth place.

My cousin felt quite embarrassed about this, because his cultivation was not among the best among the nine sects' disciples.

Blacklist? Not really.

Youli said thoughtfully, "The Mohist School is best at mechanical devices. This should be combined with my cousin's actual combat ability."

My cousin's forging ability is obvious to everyone in the Ziqiang Sect. If he is really given time to create all kinds of strange and bizarre magical weapons, it will not be difficult for him to make it into the top five.

The list also gives sufficient reasons, which is the Mohist mechanical technology.

"This is a prelude to the Mohist magic weapon business. The Supervisory Department has communicated with my family, and after this matter is over, they will start to vigorously promote the Mohist magic weapons."

My cousin smiled and said that if it was just for the sake of fame, the Mo family would definitely not be happy to let him stand out on the list, but if it was a business, that would be another matter.

It is said that after the sixth brother of the Mo family went to the Supervisory Office, he sold his nephew without hesitation, so the business should be quite considerable.

The remaining top ten rankings did not change much, with Ye Dongling still in first place, You Li still in second place, and Ye Hei in third place...

Apart from the fact that the name of Huangfu Liang's deceased senior brother was replaced by another person, the only other name that appeared on the list was that of a cousin.

The rest of the people were not interested at all, they were the ones who really came to join in the fun.

They really don't care about the ranking on the list. After all, there is a monster next to him who can't be accommodated on the list. If this is put up, he may be the only one left on the Tianjiao list.

"How much sorrow can one have? You are so mean to leave me alone on the street."

A voice came from behind, and several people turned around with a half-smile on their faces.

Bai Xiangdong secretly slipped down from the platform at some point, changed his clothes, wiped off his makeup, and went straight to find a few people.

Before dawn, when he woke up from his epiphany, he was the only one left on the street. These guys just left a sign and abandoned him without hesitation.

Simply outrageous.

What's even more outrageous is that he was captured by four elders in the Transcendent Realm...

In short, he has completely boarded the ship of the Supervisory Office, and it is likely that Bai Xiaosheng will remain in the same position from now on.

I don’t know if the sect will break my legs when I return…

On the high platform, the five scrolls were gradually rolled up and flew back into the hands of the monks.

But the ranking on the list is still talked about by people. Some people are happy, while others are naturally dissatisfied.

He was happy that he was on the list, but he was naturally dissatisfied that he was not favored by the Nine Sects.

After taking in all the people in the audience, Han Yu knew that the Supervisory Department had achieved its goal. They wanted them to be dissatisfied, and as long as they were dissatisfied, they should jump out one by one.

As for the female cultivators...

Look at Bai Xiangdong, hiding here with his head cowering. He must have finally realized that he has stirred up a hornet's nest.

The layman started to tease, "You'd better not reveal your identity, otherwise you will be lonely for life at best, or be hunted down by female cultivators all over the world at worst."

Nearing noon, the tide of monks had gradually receded.

It's funny to say that the Supervisory Department and the Garrison Department, together with Nanli Sword House, were so cautious in planning and making arrangements, and they spent several days working on it.

In fact, it is just to ensure that the results can be announced smoothly in half a day.

When a few people were looking for a place to eat, a large number of monks had already left.

"I will definitely be on the list when the ranking changes in a month."

Groups of monks walked and talked about the list.

"It's just 416, you bastard. I'll be 415th in a month, and I'll curse you to death, you bastard."

One of the monks still spoke angrily.

But I didn't expect a disdainful voice to come from behind, "When you are 415, I will be 414. I will win one seat over you. Are you angry?"

Well, these two enemies always run into each other when leaving the city.

"Bai Xiaosheng must die..."

The other team was noisy and attracted a lot of attention from time to time, just because the team was full of beautiful girls.

Coconut's eyes lit up when he saw a familiar older sister, then he sneaked into the team, and soon ran back with an excited look on his face.

"You are finished. The female cultivators outside the Hundred Flowers Ranking have decided to form the 'Killing Alliance', determined to kill you. Even if they cannot kill you, they will urge each other to make sure you never have a Taoist partner in this life."

Bai Xiaosheng's face turned green instantly. The Killing Alliance didn't sound like they were just pretending to be here. At first glance, it sounded murderous. So what? As for a Taoist partner? Haha, the strong don't need a Taoist partner!
Then he looked at Coconut's excitement and his face fell again.

Damn, I told you there isn't a single good person among these people.

Choose the good ones and follow them, and those that are not good... just follow them temporarily.

So he followed her all the way into the restaurant...

The group of people were eating and drinking, clinking glasses one after another. Even Coconut, with a red face, pulled Youli to raise the glass together.

When the layman was pouring the wine, he suddenly couldn't help but glance sideways and grinned at Bai Xiangdong.

"If you can't drink, I'll open a separate table for you."

This guy hasn't drunk a drop of alcohol since he came in, and seems out of place.

Bai Xiangdong smiled bitterly and shook his head, explaining, "How much sorrow can one have? You absolutely cannot drink now. I cursed myself today that I would be poisoned by drinking water. I will go back and find a place to drink by myself, so as not to spoil the fun."

Yixian, his cousin, the secular man, and Han Yu, four pairs of eyes looked over at the same time, and he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

Could it be that the curse was too light?

"You are too young. You need to be precise when casting the spell. If I were you, I would add some cold or boiling water. You have to know that saliva is also water."

Yixian was the first to speak.

My cousin thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered some bad images, "Does urine count as water?"

"If you want to be so abstract, then does the water in the toilet count as water?"

Han Yu also used his imagination to speak.

Bai Xiangdong's face turned green when he heard this. What the hell kind of people are these? What are they thinking about...

But what if, what if it really comes true?
"Cough cough!"

The layman had a strange look on his face. He didn't say anything, but just silently took something out of his arms. He happened to have something containing water.

And it’s more reliable than what they said. This is the real poison in the water. Theirs are just disgusting at best.

Bai Xiangdong looked at the small porcelain bottle on the table and his face turned pale instantly.

Corpse-dissolving water!
……

"Sitting up in shock from your dying illness...why are you carrying such a horrible thing?"

This horrible thing frightened him so much that his mind went blank for a moment, and he could hardly find the verses to start his speech.

Han Yu was also startled, and quickly took the porcelain bottle, put it in his palm and burned it.

Now Bai Xiangdong no longer needed anyone to persuade him to drink. He rushed out in a hurry and shouted to the people downstairs, "When you meet a good friend, you can drink a thousand cups. Shopkeeper, bring all your wine up to me."

When he returned to his seat, he picked up the jar of wine and started to drink it.

"I urge you to drink another glass of wine. Please watch me and don't let me die. Wuwu..."

Compared with various bizarre methods of poisoning, he would rather drink to his heart's content to see if he could try his luck and bring bad luck.

An hour later, several people from the Ziqiang Sect had already revealed expressions of amazement. In such a short time, they had already drunk forty or fifty jars, but Bai Xiangdong was still drinking and did not dare to stop.

His cousin looked at him with pity, "You fool! How could you get poisoned by drinking?"

Just now, Chunchun was disgusted with him. How could the wine be poisonous?

pat!

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Bai Xiangdong suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood while holding the jar of wine, and then fell down with a very satisfied look on his face.

"Is there really poison in the wine?"

A group of people looked strange, and the layman hurried forward to feel each other's pulse. At this time, the waiter was bringing in more wine.

"Excuse me, what kind of wine is in the backyard of your house?"

The layman asked with a strange expression.

The waiter wiped his sweat off his face and said with a smile, "The distinguished guests have a high alcohol tolerance. This gentleman has almost finished drinking all the wine in the store. The shopkeeper had no choice but to take out the remaining dozens of jars of Sanbian wine."

"No wonder..."

The common people grumbled.

Then he explained to the others, "This guy has yang poison in his body, he took too much supplements..."

(End of this chapter)