Mistress, I am a real gentleman

The birthday banquet will continue as usual.

Lin Xiaoyao also asked the Tsing Yi gang to disperse.

He is also going to the banquet.

After one seat.

Lin Pingzhi went back to rest.

As for the beggars.

It can only be a dumb person who eats Coptis chinensis, and there is no bitterness.

They couldn't even find evidence.

In this regard, they are also quite helpless.

That night.

Lin Pingzhi was copying down the score of The Swordsman in his mind.

After copying, he dried it with internal force.

Looking at the score he had copied, he compared it repeatedly, and there was nothing wrong.

This is what he planned to give Ren Yingying.

Just now.

Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang ran in.

Drunkness appeared on their faces.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the two of them with disgust in his heart.

But his face was shouting respectfully.

"uncle."

For these two people, Lin Pingzhi didn't have a good impression in his heart.

The two of them are proper prodigal sons.

You need martial arts, but you don't have martial arts.

You need talent, but you don't have talent.

It's just relying on Wang Yuanba's prestige to run amok everywhere.

Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang listened to Lin Pingzhi's shout and did not agree.

They went straight to the Xiaoaojianghu score that Lin Pingzhi copied.

"This is the evil sword manual?" Wang Bofen said staggeringly.

Lin Pingzhi was stunned.

What the fuck?

I am not Linghu Chong!

Why do my two uncles think so naively that this is a sword score, not a music score?

"Uncle, this is a music score, not a sword score." Lin Pingzhi said helplessly.

Wang Zhongqiang moved to Wang Bofen's side and watched.

His originally drunken face instantly became excited.

"Sure enough, it's the Evil Resisting Sword Manual!"

As they said that, they ran out with the sheet music of Xiaoao Jianghu copied by Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi wanted to stop him, but he didn't dare to use martial arts.

So he had no choice but to chase after him.

"Uncle, this is really a music score, not a sword score!"

Lin Pingzhi had a headache.

Fortunately, he was not Linghu Chong, Wang Yuanba would definitely not doubt himself.

Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang went straight to Wang Yuanba with Lin Pingzhi's score.

"Father! We found the evil sword manual." Wang Zhongqiang shouted loudly.

Yue Buqun, who was drinking tea and chatting with Wang Yuanba, changed his expression.

Could it be that there is really a sword manual for exorcising evil in the Golden Knife Gate?

He looked towards Wang Yuanba.

But Wang Yuanba also looked suspicious.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang rushed in with the sheet music of The Swordsman.

Lin Pingzhi followed closely behind.

"Uncle, that's really a musical score."

Wang Yuanba got up and looked at Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang.

"what happened?"

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Pingzhi with a relaxed expression.

"Ping'er, you two uncles drank too much, don't mind."

Lin Pingzhi nodded helplessly. He looked at Wang Yuanba and said, "Grandpa, that's a music score. Uncle insisted on saying what kind of sword score it is."

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, doubts also appeared in Wang Yuanba's eyes.

"Bring it to me to see."

Wang Bofen resentfully handed the score to Wang Yuanba.

Wang Yuanba finished the music score, and he read it for a long time, but he didn't understand it.

"Whether this is a music score or a sword score, I don't understand." Wang Yuanba shook his head and said, "Come, Ping'er, I'll return the things to you."

While talking, Wang Yuanba glared at Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang and said, "You two are uncles, you drink too much and grab your nephew's things, and you can't tell the score from the music score or the sword score, what are you doing with your brains? !"

Seeing that Wang Yuanba really returned the score to him directly, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help being overjoyed.

A pro-grandson deserves to be a pro-grandson.

He hurried over to take the score.

After all, this is for that silly Ren Yingying.

But just as Lin Pingzhi was about to catch the Xiaoaojianghu sheet music, Yue Buqun spoke.

"Wait." Yue Buqun shouted.

Lin Pingzhi was stunned for a moment.

Lao Yue, what are you doing?

You have practiced real evil swordsmanship.

Are you not satisfied?

What's more, this is not a sword manual at all.

It seems that the music score!

When Wang Yuanba heard Yue Buqun's words, he also withdrew his hand.

"Oh? Brother Yue, what advice do you have?" Wang Yuanba asked.

Lin Pingzhi said hastily, "Master, that's a music score, not a sword score."

He didn't want too many people tossing and turning.

After all, this is a gift for silly white sweet Ren Yingying.

What should I do if it gets messy?

But seeing that Lin Pingzhi was so nervous, Yue Buqun thought it was a real sword manual for exorcising evil.

"Brother Wang, since ancient times, it is common for martial arts to be hidden in some other books." Yue Buqun said, "Can you give Yue a look?"

Wang Yuanba handed it directly to Yue Buqun and said, "It's just a sheet music, so why not take a look."

He took what Lin Pingzhi said seriously.

So there is no doubt at all.

"Thank you, Brother Wang." Yue Buqun took the score.

Look carefully there.

But among them, he couldn't find any trace of the evil sword manual.

And he still can't read it.

Seeing that Yue Buqun had already watched it, Lin Pingzhi was not nervous anymore.

Anyway, I've seen it all, so let's watch it for a while.

Yue Buqun looked at Lin Pingzhi's indifferent attitude, and felt that it was not like the evil sword manual.

But he had some doubts.

What if this score is really a sword score?

Not to mention whether it is the evil sword manual, it may be other sword manuals.

"Brother Wang, Yue can't tell what kind of sword manual this is, but it doesn't look like a musical manual." Yue Buqun said.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes widened.

He couldn't believe it.

Lao Yue, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open.

"But, master, this is obviously a music score." Lin Pingzhi said.

Yue Buqun glanced at Lin Pingzhi, and said calmly, "I can't tell if it's a sword score, but it's not a music score, I don't think so."

Lin Pingzhi was helpless.

"Okay, master, it's what you say it is." Lin Pingzhi's dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

This was originally the sheet music.

He didn't want to go to Green Bamboo Lane like Linghu Chong.

just explained.

Since Lao Yue wanted to be slapped in the face, it would be painful when the time came, just don't blame yourself.

When Wang Yuanba heard Yue Buqun's words, he also became interested.

"I didn't expect there to be a sword manual that brother Yue couldn't read, so Wang would like to see it." Wang Yuanba laughed.

Lin Pingzhi stood aside casually.

Yue Buqun glanced at him, seeing that he didn't respond, he casually smiled and looked at Wang Yuanba.

"I don't know if there is anyone in Brother Wang's residence who knows the rhythm?" Yue Buqun asked.

He was thinking, is it possible that this sword manual can only be understood by people who understand rhythm.

Lin Pingzhi didn't say he understood either.

After all, he's never shown an instrument in front of anyone either.

What's more, Lao Yue chose to be slapped in the face.

Naturally, Lin Pingzhi would not stop him.

As long as Lao Yue gets slapped in the face and doesn't hate himself, then Lin Pingzhi likes Lao Yue being slapped in the face.

When Wang Bofen heard Yue Buqun's words, a bright light flashed across his eyes.

"Master Yi understands, I'll call him over right now."

Wang Yuanba didn't stop him, he just said casually: "Go and come back quickly."

Lin Pingzhi glanced at his two uncles.

I thought that their martial arts were so weak that they were always under the protection of my grandfather.

Still coveting the evil sword manual?

Thinking brothers become two sisters?

From my uncle to my aunt?