Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 128

[129. Chapter 129]

While Ji Feiying was chatting with Meng Jintang, Ji Feimao had already gone to the kitchen and brought out the hot vegetable rice: vegetable soup, cold tofu skin, a plate of scrambled eggs, and a bowl of white porridge.

These dishes have a simple temperament, both in terms of ingredients and cooking techniques.

After finishing the meal, Ji Feiying served a bowl of porridge to Uncle Sun, who was in a coma, and prepared to drink it through a pipe.

Meng Jintang stood up straight away, and followed him unobtrusively to check on the patient’s condition.

Uncle Sun from Tingyun Tower is a somewhat rich middle-aged man. He is lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face is pale and his head is swollen.

There was a bitter medicinal smell floating in the air in the room.

Ji Feiying put down the porridge and opened the window, preparing to ventilate the room.

Meng Jintang casually picked up Uncle Sun’s wrist and found out his veins.

Ji Feimao was a little surprised: “Brother Qiu also has medical skills?”

Hearing this, Ji Feiying by the window also turned around and stared at Meng Jintang.

Meng Jintang smiled and put down the patient’s hand: “I am a person in the world, and I am away from home. I can’t understand everything.”

——Although he just checked the pulse briefly, Meng Jintang has already discovered that the main reason why the middle-aged man named Sun was unconscious was not the bruise on the back of the head, but poisoning.

Meng Jintang lowered his eyelashes and stared slightly. How could it be poisoning?

Seeing Ji Feiying approaching, Meng Jintang thoughtfully took two steps back to make way for the empty space in front of the bed.

The little girl quickly poured half a bowl of gruel into the man’s mouth. Before filling it, she pulled Master Sun’s head up in advance and laid a mat underneath to prevent the gruel from staining the bedding. The whole process was extremely skilled. Apparently this person often takes care of patients.

Ji Feimao asked carefully: “Brother Qiu, can you take out yesterday’s contract and let me take a look.” After a pause, he added, “You don’t have to give it to me, I can just read it in your hand.”

Meng Jintang nodded casually and used the cover of his sleeves to take out the contract from his bag.

It has Party A’s signature and Party B’s Uncle Sun’s fingerprints on it.

The contract states that if the construction period is delayed, Party B must pay a hundredfold compensation. However, Party B can also use the sect’s valuables to repay. If the value of the valuables is not enough, then work will be used to pay off the debt.

——It was the sharp contrast between the signature on one side and the fingerprints on the other that made Meng Jintang consider the legality of this contract.

Meng Jintang asked: “Is Mr. Sun the leader of Tingyun Tower now?”

Ji Feiying paused and shook his head: “After my grandfather passed away, Tingyun Tower has not elected a new leader.”

Meng Jintang nodded to express understanding.

After Ji Feiying took care of Uncle Sun, she briefly communicated with Meng Jintang about the selection process.

Ji Feiying: “Although the details of each round of selection are different, the content of the door-to-door exams is similar. It will test the overall martial arts level of the participating teams.”

——The door-to-door examination is the name of the preliminary examination in the selection.

Meng Jintang smiled and repeated the key words in the girl’s words: “Every time?”

Ji Feiying: “I heard my grandfather mention it when I was a child.”

Meng Jintang originally wanted to say that the girl was still a child, but sometimes people suddenly grow up, so he changed his words to a compliment: “Miss Ji has a good memory.”

Ji Feimao seconded the opinion: “Sister always has a good memory, and she also teaches me my daily homework.”

Meng Jintang turned sideways, looked at Ji Feiying, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

She may have guessed where the main part of the so-called “Essence of Ji’s Organization” is hidden.

The Ji family siblings looked at the young man in white clothes and holding a sword standing leisurely in the room, with a slight smile on his face and a special kind of nonchalance in his words.

——They have never entered the rivers and lakes described in the storybook, but somehow, at this moment, they caught a glimpse of the afterimage of the rivers and lakes from “Qiu Lubai”.

Ji Feiying reminded: “Brother Qiu has already seen the Ge family’s group yesterday. They are disciples of the Wuwu Sword Sect. They are supported by six sects. They may deliberately make things difficult for them when they come to try.”

Since in “Jianghu Qingyun Road”, the relationship between life skills and martial arts is relatively close, like Meng Jintang, there is also a precedent of understanding “Fulu Hand” because of the collection technique, so even if it is a door-to-door test for the mechanism technique, some martial arts are set up It is not wrong to learn the threshold.

Ji Feiying mentioned this specifically because she didn’t know what Meng Jintang’s martial arts level was and whether he could handle the martial arts test that was secretly increased in difficulty.

She looked carefully and found that no matter what he said, the young man in white always looked calm and composed – either he was an expert and bold, and had a plan in mind, or he was too young. Too slow, so I didn’t understand the meaning of the words at all.

Ji Feiying now only hopes that Qiu Lubai must be the former.

While Ji Feiying was looking at Meng Jintang, Meng Jintang was also observing the little girl.

The opponent is about thirteen or fourteen years old. From a martial arts perspective, his bones are relatively normal, his hands and feet have obvious signs of work, and his movements are quite flexible. He should have practiced some boxing and kicking on weekdays, but his internal strength is very weak, almost It can be regarded as none, and if you feel it carefully, it is still a bit messy.

It looks like it is growing freely.

Although Meng Jintang has not yet accepted a disciple, he has already felt a sense of being a teacher. When he sees young people who have martial arts talents or are particularly diligent, he will be more willing to give them some guidance.

She told Ji Feiying a few words about the secrets of basic internal skills. Looking at the other person’s face with sudden realization, she realized once again that in the world of martial arts, whether or not there is a master is really a thing that can affect the future.

Although Meng Jintang does not have a master, the system has played a role in guiding her to get started.

Ji Feiying is weak, but her understanding is good, and she has a good talent for machine arts. She took some of her own works and showed them to the friends who had just joined the team.

[Ji’s mechanism sleeve arrows: sleeve arrows driven by the power of the mechanism. ]

The raw materials used for this item are very ordinary. At the very least, they are only white items, and there are even some gray ones. They are classified as leftovers in the garbage queue in the system’s judgment, but when combined together, they become a hidden weapon with the same green level.

Ji Feiying showed a look of nostalgia on her face: “My grandfather said that concealed weapons are not divided into different families. He asked me to start with ordinary concealed weapons, and then gradually start making concealed weapons…” After calming down, he solemnly said, “Brother Qiu , if you really get nothing this time, I will give this sleeve arrow to you as a reward.”

Meng Jintang shook his head seriously.

Just when the Ji siblings thought that Qiu Shaoxia next door might have a broad-minded, benevolent and chivalrous temperament, so he didn’t care much about worldly things, they heard what he said next——

“It’s impossible to gain nothing. I’m confident in myself…I’m very confident in us.”

Ji’s siblings: “…”

Should they thank the other party for remembering to bring them along with him when he was full of confidence?

Ji Feiying is not very old, but she has accumulated a lot of life experience. After eating, she neatly took Meng Jintang and her brother to sign up at the six gates.

In order to avoid missing out on talents, Jianjing has stipulated a long time ago that for such a grand event to serve the country, if idle people are interested in registering, if they can find a regular martial arts gang as a guarantee, there will be no registration fee.

As for those idle people who are not affiliated with the power, those who are relatively well-known will be released directly. Those who cannot be said to be “long admired for a long time” will need to pay a certain amount of deposit. If these people can pass the door-to-door examination in the end, The deposit paid previously will also be fully refunded.

Ji Feiying was short of money, so he planned to sign up in the name of Tingyunlou, but was ridiculed by the clerk.

Clerk: “I remember, the Ji family was expelled not long ago?” Looking at the little girl in front of him, “The so-called guarantee means you must have the ability to guarantee.”

Ji Feiying: “As long as the Wulin Alliance has not taken back the sect deed of Tingyun Tower, we will still be an official sect.”

The clerk smiled: “Then why don’t you write a letter to the Wulin League and ask? If the reply says that you are allowed to participate, I will let you go.”

At this point, it is already considered as deliberately making things difficult.

Based on the current situation of the Wulin League, unless there is a particularly major incident, it is completely impossible to touch their working mechanism.

Meng Jintang smiled: “If Tingyun Tower doesn’t do it, can other sects do it?”

The clerk frowned: “Do you have any recommendation letters from other sects?”

Meng Jintang glanced at the package he carried with him and replied: “There is one from the White Horse Escort Agency.”

Before going out, she remembered to bring some of the paperwork that might be useful.

In addition to Nanjiabao and Qingmoth Palace, Hanshan Sect’s [Deployable Forces] also include Dacheng Sect, Dabei Quan, Zhuma Gang Huaici Temple, etc. Most of them are local sects in Yezhou, but the White Horse Escort Agency is the only one, because Because there is also a branch in Hancheng, it can be regarded as half a subordinate’s strength. However, because the chief helmsman is not in Yezhou, in the eyes of outsiders, it has little relationship with the Hanshan Sect.

Meng Jintang now took out the recommendation letter from the White Horse Escort Agency. The reason why he did not use the names of other affiliated sects was because thanks to her, the reputation of the local sects in Yezhou was quite subtle.

The clerk took the letter of recommendation and read it carefully. He really couldn’t find any flaws, so he had to say: “It’s hard to get the letter of recommendation from the White Horse Escort Agency. You are lucky.”

Meng Jintang smiled: “I did them a small favor. Although it was a small effort, their chief bodyguard was too polite.”

This is actually the truth – ever since Meng Jintang successfully took charge of the Yezhou Wulin, the chief helmsman of the White Horse Escort Agency has been very lucky. According to legend, the king of Yezhou, who is extremely suspicious and prone to anger, did not send someone to seize their chief helm because of the friction in the branch. It was as if God opened his eyes and sent smoke out of the ancestral graves. In order to express his gratitude, he had written several letters praising Meng Jintang for his broad mind.

The clerk heard the words “chief escort” but didn’t take it seriously – many young heroes like to have something to do with their seniors when chatting.

However, the White Horse Escort Agency is a well-known force in the world after all. He thought that if he accepted this recommendation letter, if something happened during the audition, it would be difficult for him to speak when he walked around the world in the future, so he changed his mind again. idea.

“I think, well, since we are signing up in Pingcang City, how about we participate in the name of Tingyun Tower?”

The clerk said this. In addition to not wanting to offend the White Horse Escort Agency, he also wanted to provoke the three people in front of him – Ji’s sister and brother must hope to revive their family, but the boy in white may not be willing and may not be willing to give up the opportunity to get ahead…

Before he could finish the thought, he saw Meng Jintang smile and said nonchalantly: “That’s okay.”

Anyway, her ultimate goal is to recruit talents and complete the task of protecting the contestants to Jianjing.

As for whether he will become famous for it…

Meng Jintang felt that in order to better temper her mentality, it was best for her to continue to maintain a low-key style.

“…”

The clerk took a deep breath.

As one of Lord Komoro’s subordinates, he felt that he had recently caused Kizuko’s professionalism to decline.

The clerk looked at the three people in front of him, stood up, turned around and chatted with his colleagues for a few words, and then allowed Meng Jintang and the others to enter the six-door yamen, where there was an area temporarily designated for testing the contestants.

——There are indeed people from Jianjing to inspect, so they can’t directly block the applicants, but as the organizer, they can use some less than aboveboard means to tactfully persuade them to withdraw.

When Meng Jintang and the other three walked in, the person responsible for assessing the force value was already waiting inside. According to the practice in previous years, talents with non-force value expertise can participate in the door-to-door test by forming a team. As long as there is one person in the team, As long as the kungfu is good, it’s fine, but this time it’s changed to the fact that the team leader’s ability must be up to standard.

The man in a gray gown looked at Ji Feiying with a smile: “If you can give it a try, girl, come up and give it a try. If you can’t, it’s not a shame to just go back.”

When this man spoke, his right hand pointed at a platform built of wooden planks that was swaying in the wind, with a look of provocation on his face.

The lowest point of the platform is over one foot, and the shortest point is more than five feet.

Ji Feiying touched her wrist: “What are you going to do?” After a pause, she suddenly pulled her younger brother half a step back, highlighting Meng Jintang, “The leader of Tingyun Tower is actually Brother Qiu.”

Meng Jintang smiled slightly and said, “Yes, I am the team leader.”

The man in a gray gown frowned – in his mind, the Ji family in Tingyun Building was naturally led by Ji Feiying. As for the young man in white who came out, he was half an ordinary warrior hired as an assistant. .

As the man thought about it, he unconsciously glanced at Meng Jintang twice. The young man was wearing white clothes that were not old, and he had a simple long knife hanging on his waist. His expression was calm, gentle and elegant. For a moment, he couldn’t help but feel in his heart ‌The other party slapped him with a cute face.[End of this Chapter.]