Chapter 71 It Turns Out to Be Like That

Wuxian Fu questioned Fang Lin with grievances in a serious manner. His eyes were bright and looked like the big-eyed lolita in the RB cartoon, quite innocent.

Fang Lin sighed helplessly and said apologetically:

"Okay, I admit that I have wronged you a little. This kind of sneaky thing is up to me. But before you leave, please put the contents of the big sack in your hand back to its original place, okay?"

It turned out that after entering the tent, Wuxianfu's eyes shone with greedy and intoxicated light. While talking, he magically took out a huge woven bag from behind. It was the kind of big plastic snakeskin bag that holds pig feed, with xx feed on it. The product name, address, telephone number and fax are still vaguely visible.

While he was speaking, he had quickly picked up the bag with his left hand, and started picking through Zhang Liao's luggage with his right hand. Zhang Liao had arrived at the camp not long ago, and many things had not been unpacked and unpacked. Things were thrown everywhere, and many of Zhang Liao's treasures were discarded and scattered everywhere, and when this sinister guy said the words "stealing and stealing". The lower part of the huge woven bag was already bulging.

When his master exposed the lie to his face, the craftsman Fu suddenly turned pale and said in shock:

"Master, how do you pull your left hand?"

Fang Lin said lightly:

"Can't die."

Wuxian Fuyi said angrily:

"Since my master is unable to use his left hand, I am willing to make an exception and do bad things today as part of my loyalty to the emperor."

While the guy was moving, his subordinates were even more non-stop, and there was a continuous sound of clattering. Wuxian Fu had already found Zhang Liao's savings. Drooling, he poured the copper coins and silver coins inside into his big woven bag. The shape of ￥ was formed in the pupils, Fang Lin snorted coldly and said:

"Help me do my business first! Time is running out. After I find a book called Historical Records, I won't care if you finish loading the treasures in it. Of course, it must be within the limited time. No waiting if it is late."

At this time, the entire Cao Jun camp was in chaos, and thick smoke was everywhere. Zhang Liao was chased by Zhao Yun who was holding a green sword. The terrifying figure with fluttering blue shirt chased him elegantly and calmly. Once Cao Jun, who was not afraid of death, dared to stand in front of him, the sword's light would immediately surge. You can only block him for a few seconds. After all, this is a paraphernalia camp, and all Cao's capable troops are on the front line.

The most terrifying thing is that after the Qingzhi Sword is stained with blood, its power increases within tens of seconds. It can be said that the more people it kills in a short period of time. The power becomes even stronger. Otherwise, no matter how strong Zhao Yun is, he will not be able to fight his way in and out among millions of Cao Cao's troops.

It is precisely because of Changshan Zhao Zilong's reputation that Cao Jun's fighting spirit is so low. Because they first witnessed Zhao Yun's terrifying combat power, and then they couldn't help but think: When we were at Changbanpo, millions of people did not surround this murderous god, and we just relied on our current heavy troops and wounded. Isn't it for nothing to run up there? What's more, there are people arranged by Fang Lin in advance to cooperate in setting fires and causing trouble in the camp?

Zhang Liao was also suffering from the pain in his heart. His strength was not far behind Zhao Yun, but the only difference was in the weapon! If you give him a chance to take a few breaths, bandage his wounds, and take out his spare weapon. Then it may not be possible to stop Zhao Yun. But the soldiers around him were scattered in the camp, and his three generals also died in the battle. Under the scattered sand, no one came out to fight for him to get this chance to breathe!

Therefore, the number of Cao's troops who besieged the Butcher was initially more than twenty, but when Zhao Yun counterattacked, the number was immediately reduced to fifteen or six. Once Zhang Liao escaped, there were only seven or eight. After all the generals had escaped, could they still die here? After the two captains of Cao's army controlled by Fang Lin rushed to die with the enemy... only two were left. It’s not that these two didn’t want to leave, but they were entangled by the vicious butcher and couldn’t leave! So Fang Lin and Wuxiaofu searched the tent arbitrarily. It's like ransacking a house, but there's still no one to disturb you, so you can work with peace of mind.

However, Zhang Liao's things were turned over and filled with two large feed bags, but the fragmentary pages of historical records that Fang Lin wanted were still not found. Fang Lindi's face darkened, and he secretly wondered whether Zhang Liao really carried his book-loving treasure with him in his chest while he was recovering from his injuries? The quality of the paper at this time was definitely not good. It bumped back and forth and folded twice. A general like Zhang Liao who was about to fight must have had a lot of exercise. He also loved to sweat. Wouldn't it be a waste to turn two more pages?

At this time, Wuxianfu was reluctant to speak. Fang Lin saw his appearance. I know that this guy has an extremely keen sense of smell for treasures, or to be precise, all valuable things, just like a dog for bones. Maybe I found some key clues. He immediately said with great joy:

"Have you discovered anything? Tell me quickly, you will be rewarded if you tell me!"

When Wuxiaofu heard the word "reward", his eyes lit up. After looking at Fang Lin, he shrank his head and said timidly:

"Master, please first promise not to scold me."

Fang Linqi said:

"What did I scold you for?"

Wuxiaofu was unusually stubborn and insisted:

"You agreed first."

"Okay, I promise not to scold you." Fang Lin said speechlessly.

The wretched Fu whispered:

"Well... I remember that adults usually go to bed once a day..."

Fang Lin was listening attentively when he suddenly said such a sentence. He almost fell down and shouted in shame and anger:

"Hey! I told you to get down to business!"

Wuxian Fu was so frightened that his head shrank. What he feared most was that his master would leave him alone in his "hometown". He said aggrievedly:

"I'm just talking about business."

Fang Lin took a few deep breaths, trembling with anger, and said speechlessly:

"Okay. Go on."

Wuxianfu stood far away from Fang Lin, hiding behind the two large bags of people's cream he had collected, but then he ran out and blocked the sacks, timidly saying:

"When adults go to the tub, it takes more than half an hour each time..."

Fang Lin now has enough mental endurance and listens to Wuxian Fu's words without expression.

"You're so young, it's definitely not constipation."

Fang Lin's face turned blue...

"So, it should be sitting on the toilet while doing other things."

Hearing these words, Fang Lin's expression immediately changed! Not embarrassed, but ecstatic! He immediately said decisively:

"I understand what you mean. Zhang Liao probably likes to read books when he is in the big class! As a senior general, he must have a clean bucket!"

Wuxiaofu, who was familiar with the layout of military accounts during the Three Kingdoms period, immediately led Fang Lin to the small tent next to him. There is a clean bucket inside (it is the toilet in ancient times. Of course it does not have a flushing function. One of the jobs of the elite Japanese is to empty it and wash it with water...) There is a small table next to the clean bucket. There is an open book.

Fang Lin took a deep breath. It was obvious that Zhang Liao came here to empty the inventory in his stomach after he finished recovering from his injuries. As a result, the extremely urgent military situation forced him to call it a day and come out to take charge of the overall situation. In a hurry, he had no time to put away his beloved book... Fang Lin's fingers touched the cover of the book, and the nightmare mark immediately sent a prompt:

"You have obtained a D-level golden prop: Historical Records (unidentified). This prop is a unique item in the Three Kingdoms world and can only be obtained from Zhang Liao. When carrying it, the probability of obtaining the key will be reduced by 1%. After use, it can temporarily increase 20 points of physical strength. , lasts for 600 seconds. Number of uses: 3/3. Use cooling time, 12 hours. After the number of uses is completed, you must return to the nightmare space to recharge, which can be exchanged for 50,000 points/50 potential points.

Item description: This old book was written by Sima Qian. Zhang Liao copied it from Cao Cao himself. He wrote a lot of thoughts on it while reading it. Unfortunately, the handwriting was too sloppy and difficult to read. Zhang Liao loved it very much.

Note: The attributes of this item are unidentified. Equipment requirements are likely to increase after identification, so please proceed with caution.

It is worth mentioning that the three words (unidentified) are in red. Fang Lin found out through the nightmare mark. This means that the appraisers in the ii world cannot identify it at present, so he just handed it over. When he came over, the craftsman Fu Na looked up, down, left, and right a few times. He looked embarrassed and was about to speak. Fang Lin, who knew him very well, already said straightforwardly:

"There is a bonus for identification."

Xuxiao Fu immediately took it with a smile on his face. Fang Lin was actually sweating because he still owed Xiao Fu tens of thousands of points when he changed jobs. At present, the old debts have not been paid off, and new debts have been owed. Fortunately, Wuxianfu has not given him any loan sharks such as eight out of fourteen returns... So I can only recite a few famous sayings from the real world in my heart: Those who owe money It's the uncle who owes money...