Chapter 31

Without saying a word, Ma Kui walked over with a cold face and began to carefully search Lin Yun's body.

The crowd gathered more and more under the stage, holding their breath and refusing to look away.

Arm, empty!

Chest, empty!

Behind, empty!

Legs, empty!

Nothing at all……

Ma Kui's face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Take it off!"

According to his words, Lin Yun took off the sect gown.

But there was still nothing. Ma Kui turned over his clothes carefully, not to mention that he didn't find a single wire of hidden weapon.

The sun shines on Lin Yun's sturdy body, and the tibia and muscles that have been trained by Qi and blood are extremely strong. Just some injuries on the skin, very dazzling, there are new wounds and old marks.

"Damn, you sword slave, what turban are you wearing!"

Nothing was found, and Ma Kui was so angry that he tore off his turban.

But a piece of cloth, naturally, there is nothing.

When the hood is gone, the purple sword slave imprint between the eyebrows is particularly eye-catching. Some people frowned slightly, showing disdain on their faces, causing a lot of whispers.

Compared with Ma Kui, who was burning with anger, Lin Yun closed his eyes, and his heart was not fluctuating.

Just recalled some past events, and some sad memories.

"Xijiange lost an inner disciple's sword and said, did you steal it!"

Zhou Ping kicked the original owner to the ground and said viciously.

The original owner looked terrified, and was extremely anxious in his heart, and he was trembling when he spoke: "No... No, no, Senior Brother Zhou, listen to me, the sword... I definitely won't steal it, I won't steal it. people and things."

"How dare you talk back!"

With the scabbard in Zhou Ping's hand, he severely hit the original owner on the back, and said solemnly: "I said you stole it, or you stole it. If you can't find the sword, then use the medicine pill that Su Ziyao gave you to pay off, or I will drive you out of the blue sky!"

"He stole it, it must be his stole!"

"Who else but him!"

"He must have stole it. I think he is not a good person because of his usual pretense and seriousness."

The surrounding servants pointed at the original owner, and they were full of tongues, and their mouths were full of gold.

"I...I, no."

The original owner endured the severe pain in his back, his face twitched in pain, and he wanted to refute, but found that the pain did not even have the strength to speak.

The screen changes, in the dormitory of the utility room.

The original owner curled up alone on the bed, feeling the mark on his forehead. In order to stay in Qingyun, he chose to become a sword slave today.

He was a little uneasy in the depths of his heart, and the pain from time to time between his eyebrows made him toss and turn and sleepless.

Can think of something, or gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the original owner was woken up by a group of handymen who were thrown out heavily.

It was pouring rain outside the house, and the original owner was soaked all over on the spot, and said inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

"Go away, this is the utility room, not the place where you sword slave should stay."

"You've already become a sword slave, do you still want to sleep with us in the same place?"

Under the pouring rain, the original owner felt cold all over, and he couldn't wipe the rain off his face after wiping it several times.

Through the rain-blurred eyes, I looked at the chores under the eaves.

The original owner begged weakly: "Even if you drive me away, wait for the rain to stop and then catch up, let me stay for one night tonight."

"Go away, go away, you are a sword slave, and you are not qualified to live with us."

"This is your trash, get out."

Someone else threw Lin Yun's package out of the house.

Bang! A group of handymen closed the door directly.

In the middle of the night, it was pouring rain.

The original owner was holding the package, almost submerged in water, surrounded by endless cold and loneliness.

Like the current Lin Yun, he bit his lip and turned away without saying a word.

The picture gradually disappeared, Lin Yun opened his eyes, looked at Ma Kui and said, "Have you found it?"

"I!"

Ma Kui said one word of me, but he couldn't go on, he really didn't find anything.

But at this moment, he saw the storage bag on Lin Yun's waist, and his eyes lit up: "Storage bag, you hidden weapon must be hidden in the storage bag!"

absurd!

Everyone knows that opening a storage bag can be distracting and time consuming.

If he did this in battle, he would not be able to hide in plain sight.

"If there is no hidden weapon you want in this storage bag, what are you going to do?"

Lin Yun looked at Ma Kui and asked in a deep voice.

"If there is no hidden weapon in this storage bag, I, Ma Kui, kneel down and apologize to you!"

Ma Kui, who has already been riding a tiger, is very anxious in his heart. He must have a hidden weapon, otherwise how could my hand be injured!

"as you wish."

Lin Yun took out the burial foil from the storage bag, held it in his hand, and took out some sundries.

Feeling a little troublesome, I took out all the items in the storage bag.

rock!

Countless gold and silver treasures slanted out, and under the sunlight, they stabbed the eyes of many people.

In addition to the treasures, there are more than a thousand low-grade spirit stones, which are more eye-catching.

Gu Long, many of the outer disciples below, swallowed, completely not expecting that Lin Yun would have such financial resources.

His eyes stared straight at those spirit stones, as well as the dazzling gold and silver treasures.

Apart from these two items, the others are all inconspicuous sundries, medicinal herbs, clothing, dry food, monster beast materials, and everything.

There is no hidden weapon that Ma Kui wants!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Like crazy, Ma Kui was looking around in it, when he saw a picture scroll that was about to be opened.

Lin Yun raised his brows and immediately shouted, "Stop!"

"Hahaha, the hidden weapon must be inside!"

Ma Kui's eyes lit up, but he ignored Lin Yun and stretched out his hand to unfold the picture.

boom!

There was a gust of wind in the field, and Lin Yun's palm was buried with foil spinning frantically.

The next moment, Lin Yun held up the hilt and stabbed Ma Kui with the scabbard.

With Lin Yun on the blade, it flew like lightning, and Ma Kui was hit by the scabbard as soon as he turned around.

Pfft!

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the man flew out like a sandbag, and after falling heavily to the ground, he grunted several times.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and no one expected that Lin Yun, whose face had always been calm, would suddenly take action.

As soon as it started, it was so scary.

"Flowing Wind Sword Technique!"

"This is the ultimate move of the Flowing Wind Swordsmanship, gathering swords to become the wind!"

There was a sudden exclamation below, but someone recognized Lin Yun's sword move, which immediately caused an uproar.

Before, some people thought that Lin Yun's practice of Liufeng swordsmanship was a rumor of fake news, and it was self-defeating.

"Lin Yun, if I don't unfold the scroll, I can just check it out."

The referee picked up the scroll that fell on the ground, looked at Lin Yun and asked.

Lin Yun did not speak, but nodded.

After casually touching and kneading a few times, the referee made a judgment and came to Ma Kui who got up.

"This is a very ordinary picture scroll. If you don't believe it, you can touch it yourself."

Ma Kui took the scroll and carefully touched it, following his touch.

His face became ugly a little bit, and when it was determined that it was just an ordinary picture, his face turned pale.

The scroll in his hand fell to the ground with a sway.

Thinking of what he said just now, he was so frightened that he looked down the stage in a panic and helpless.

The group of people who shouted the slogan loudly before bowed their heads in shame and did not dare to look at Ma Kui's line of sight.

Now, whoever dares to support Ma Kui is a joke.

The scorching sun was shining on his head, but Ma Kui felt cold and sweating all over his body.

"Junior Brother Lin Yun, I... just now I was the one who offended me a lot. My words were unpleasant and offended. No, it's Senior Brother Lin Yun, Senior Brother Lin..."

Ma Kui said nothing, his face as ugly as eating pig liver.

Putting on the sect gown, Lin Yun turned his back without looking at Ma Kui, only two words faintly floated out of his mouth.

"Kneel down."