Idle People

I didn't participate in the excited discussions with my colleagues, and after half a day's leisure, I found that I could finally leave the map of the division, and immediately rushed to the teahouse in Chang'an.

He habitually ran into the box that everyone used for gatherings, and everyone looked at him in unison and pinned him to the door.

"What, what are you doing?" Maintaining the posture of one foot inside the door and one foot outside the door, he asked casually for half a day.

"Tsk tsk tsk, your ink sect is about to rise! Come on, come and explain to us how you received the quest chain of this large master sect?" He grabbed Ban Zhaixian's sleeve and dragged him into the door, slashing Said with burning eyes.

The others nodded.

It is not news that there are personal mission chains and team mission chains in Shenzhou. There are even players who like to do missions who have studied this aspect, and have also summed up certain rules.However, the division mission also has a mission chain, and it needs to be completed by players from all sects?If it wasn't for the Momen's announcement today, everyone really wouldn't have considered this point.

This raises the overall strength of the entire sect... If my sect can accept such a quest chain...

After learning from various sources what the reward for completing the first round of missions of the Mo sect was, players from other sects started daydreaming one after another.

Facing the problem of Hengdao, Half a Day is very helpless.

"I don't know how I received it. I even received a notification from the system when I returned to the sect to defend." As he said, his eyes lit up in half a day. "Could this be evidence that our Mo sect has more rp?"

"Fuck off."

"cut!"

The other people who were classified as "no rp sect" immediately snorted twice in protest.

At this time, Xuehe also asked what he was interested in, "Who is the armored person mentioned in the announcement?"

Speaking of this, there is more to say in half a day. After all, the Mechanism Armor is the pride of all the disciples of the Mo Sect—that we have no fighting power?Do you dare to single out with our Mechanized Armor from the Mo Sect?

When fighting with others in the future, they finally have the capital to choke!

With excitement, he happily talked about how the mecha man broke out of the ground under the command of the leader and fought against the boss for half a day.

Players from other sects had no chance to see this scene, so everyone listened intently.

After half a day's leisure, Hong Chen sighed and said, "The Mo Sect is going against the sky. If the Trial Conference invites a few people like this to go in, then we will stop playing with other sects."

"The trial meeting is still a trivial matter. It's true that their armored members affect the guild war." From the perspective of the big gang manager, Konghua quickly discovered the biggest use of the Momenjias. "It seems that our guild will expand its recruitment. Some Momen disciples..."

Seeing that Konghua and Hongchen, the writer, had begun to diverge their thinking infinitely, after talking a little dryly, he took a sip of tea for half a day, and then said slowly: "Don't jump to conclusions, we mechs are not that good at all. It’s easy to make. This thing requires the creator’s mechanism to be at an advanced level, and there are some materials that have never been heard before. Everyone speculates that the game has not yet started to be released..."

Xuehe looked softly at the expression that became extremely professional when he mentioned Momen in half a day.

At this moment, the system reminded him that he had an external communication, so Xue He greeted Ban Zhai Xian and then went offline to answer the phone.

***

Unfamiliar number.

Gu Xu frowned and looked at the incoming call reminder on the screen of the landline, a little surprised who it would be.

Only a few people know the phone number of his home, and he hasn't even had time to tell Tang Feng...

Thinking about it, Gu Xu picked up the phone, "Hi, I'm Gu Xu."

After quietly listening to the anxious voice on the other end of the phone, Gu Xu's face gradually darkened.

***

Although Xuehe was not there, it did not affect everyone's discussion on how to deal with the masked party.

After all, among the group of friends who are free for half a day, Hong Chen and Kong Hua are the ones who write the most ghostly ideas. Most of the time, Xue He acts as a listener, and only occasionally interjects when he needs his advice.

After confirming again and again that the half-day leisure did not expose his suspicion and disturbed He Mengfusheng, Hongchen wrote with a sinister smile: "As long as he is not disturbed, then this matter will be easy to handle. Don't they masked party like to fight bosses? You choose He Meng another day When Fusheng is present, he pretends to have something urgent to leave, and then 'accidentally leaks' to reveal the boss's news..."

Listen carefully for half a day.

After Hongchen, the writer, finished speaking, he added after half a day's leisure: "Although this method is feasible, I think it can be further processed."

"Oh?" Hong Chen, the writer, raised his eyebrows, as if he was listening attentively.

"Do you still remember the three people we met in the gap between the setting sun last time? I think we can call them, and then..." Ban Zhexian lowered his voice, whispering furtively with Hongchen, the writer.

After a while, the two of them sat upright again with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Hengdao scratched his heart and looked at the confident appearance of these two bad friends, and said anxiously: "What are you two discussing? Tell me, everyone, I have nothing to do recently, and I am going crazy!"

"Don't worry," the writer Hongchen said with a smile, "You have a role in our plan, come on, let me explain to you in detail." He hooked his finger towards Hengdao.

As a result, not only Heng Dao, but also Kong Hua sat next to Hong Chen, the writer.

Staring at Konghua, who was almost sticking to him, Hongchen, the writer, gritted his teeth silently, "What are you doing here? I'm talking to A Dao."

"I didn't stop you from talking." Konghua replied confidently, "I pay for the box, and I'm free to sit anywhere."

"If you continue to be free, you can sit on my lap directly." Writer Hongchen protested.

"That's a good suggestion, let me give it a try?" Konghua said, more and more sticking to the writer Hongchen.

Unable to bear the aura of these two fellows, Ban Zha Xian glanced sympathetically at the petrified Hengdao, stood up quietly, gestured towards the countdown, and then fled——a shame!Even if it's in the box, at least pay attention to the impact on the innocent audience, okay? !

Walking out of the teahouse and taking a breath of fresh air, the smile on Ban Zhexian's face gradually faded.

Xuehe's phone call took too long. Could it be that something happened in reality?

***

After tucking in the quilt for Mr. Lin who was fast asleep, Gu Xu gently withdrew from the other's ward and closed the door.

Aunt Chen, who happened to be taking care of Mr. Lin, came over with two big lunch boxes. When the two met, she smiled at Gu Xu and said, "Is Lao Lin asleep? You've been busy all day, so hurry up and eat something to cushion... Xiao Gu, thank you for rushing here this time, otherwise I really don’t know what to do. Lao Lin looked fine before, talking and talking, and suddenly fell to the ground clutching his chest, scaring me... Thank you!"

"Mr. Lin is my teacher, this is what I should do." Gu Xu replied lightly.

He looked up at the sky outside the window, it was already full of red clouds.

I said something to answer the phone and disappeared for a few hours. I don't know if Tang Feng will be worried...

What happened today was too sudden. He received a call from Aunt Chen, and after hearing that Mr. Lin had suddenly passed out at home, he took care of comforting Aunt Chen and arranged for Mr. Lin to be rescued. He even sent a text message to Tang Feng to explain the situation. There is no free time.

Thinking of this, Gu Xu took out his mobile phone and dialed the number that he had already memorized in his heart.

The phone only rang twice before being connected.

Hearing the familiar voice with concern ringing in his ears, Gu Xu only felt that the exhaustion that was almost overwhelming him before had disappeared a lot.

He briefly explained the situation on his side.

"...Therefore, I won't be playing games these days. If you have any plans, let's go together after I go back...well, not for now...bye." After hanging up the phone, Gu Xu turned to face Chen Aunt's inquiring eyes.

Seeing that her eavesdropping was discovered, Aunt Chen was not ashamed, and asked straight to the point: "Little Gu, who are you calling?"

Probably knowing what the other party was thinking, Gu Xu replied calmly: "Friend."

"Girlfriend?" Aunt Chen asked with a smile, "I didn't mean you, it's time to find someone to settle down with! Every time Lao Lin got drunk, he would say a few words, saying that you are withdrawn, if you don't have a partner in the future Don't worry about being with him... Hey, you kid really keep it a secret! If you really have a partner, bring it to Lao Lin to see, and let him rest assured, maybe the illness will heal sooner!"

Gu Xu listened to Aunt Chen's ramblings calmly, and finally replied: "I will bring him here when I have a chance, don't worry."

Only then did Aunt Chen put down the lunch box contentedly and left.

Picking up the lunch box casually, Gu Xu glanced at Lin Lao's gray hair exposed outside the quilt, and sighed.

In his conception, he originally wanted to find a suitable day to bring Tang Feng to visit Elder Lin, but he didn't expect that Elder Lin suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized, and the plan was disrupted.What to do next, you have to think again.