Elf holy swordsman

The fat man had a stomach that was enough to block the view of the insteps, and a thick gold necklace was hung around his neck. There were bracelets and rings on his wrists and fingers—everything that could be seen was basically covered. All kinds of expensive decorations are full.

As if he didn't want to write on his face 'I'm a new upstart, I'm not very good at talking, you have the guts to hit me! ' -- of course, whether the face is big enough is another question.

The moment he turned around and saw the fat man, Lin Ling seemed to see the three big golden characters of 'experience value' shining on the top of the other's head like a star of death.

Generally speaking, there are two kinds of people with fat bodies. The first type is full of fat and water, which harms all living beings and urgently needs the protagonist to fight the local tyrants to share the property; The guy who missed the last train.

The fat man in front of him had the aura of a nouveau riche, and Lin Ling saw the many local tyrants shining, so he grinned at him: "Oh? Could it be that you can get in?!"

"Of course!"

The fat man puffed out his stomach, and disdainfully took a golden ticket full of various complicated patterns from the hand of the attendant, and shook it in front of Lin Ling and the others: "See, this is a donation A special unregistered pass for the inner hall that is only available with a thousand gold coins! Can you add up to one gold coin from the beginning to the end of your body?"

Facing the fat man showing off his wealth, the girls Dialuka and Joshina glared at each other, but it seemed that the other party seemed to enjoy this kind of gaze pervertedly.

The movement here quickly attracted many people to watch, even though this was the Night Star City.The nobles under the emperor's feet are generally of high quality, but it does not rule out the existence of this fat man who has hindered the average IQ and EQ of the majority of people.

It's just that it's in the royal city now, so it's very rare to see it.

A thousand gold coins is an unimaginable price for ordinary people.

At the beginning, the convoy that Lin Ling traveled from the small town of Mangla to Luoxi City, in the end, the money earned by such a trip was probably less than ten gold coins, but it was almost a week's income of the small convoy.

One thousand gold coins is enough for an ordinary family of three to live affluently for more than ten years—then it was used by this guy to donate tickets.

Lin Ling glanced at the onlookers around, and sneered: "I'm afraid you donated a thousand gold coins for tickets not because you have money, but because you can't enter the inner hall without donating tickets?!"

Entering the inner hall can be said to be a status symbol—it seems that not everyone on the earth can casually run into Zhongnanhai.

If this guy in front of him can enter the inner hall of the Xingyue Temple with his own identity.Lin Ling felt that he would be able to create a dynasty to unify the three empires.

"Oh--"

Lin Ling's voice fell.The onlookers immediately gave a 'goodwill' response - it turned out that it was just a waste of money, not a real big shot?

After all, if someone is really stupid enough to send money to him, there is no reason for Xingyue Temple not to accept it, right?If you accept it, it may benefit the common people.

"you--"

The fat man was obviously stunned, the word 'you' was stuck in his throat for a long time without protruding other words.

"Don't you, you, yours. Go see a doctor if you have time. Be careful that you can't get up and down the toilet at night."

Finish this sentence.Lin Ling curled his lips, took the hands of Dialuka and Joshina, and walked towards the temple.

There is no fee to visit the outer part of the temple - of course you want those guides to give you a good introduction, you still have to donate a little money to the two gods of Xingyue.Otherwise, the introduction may be finished in ten sentences with three characters and one punctuation point: "Look for yourself."

But entering the inner hall is different. On both sides of the entrance of the inner hall, there are two women dressed in white believer robes. They are beautiful. They are about 20 years old. They are very polite when they see Lin Ling and the other three coming. He bowed politely, and then signaled Lin Ling to take out the pass for them to check.

"Hmph, does he think he can get away with it like this?" The fat man snorted, with an unhappy expression on his face.

This young man probably doesn't even add up to a single gold coin when looking at his clothes. Although the two girls around him are better, how expensive can they be? !

If such a commoner can enter the inner hall with a thousand gold coins, he would rather believe that the saint is this kid's concubine!

Then, under his stare, which was about to stare out his eyes, Lin Ling took out the pass in a nonchalant manner. After the two women checked it, they confirmed that it was correct, and let the three of them in.

When he was about to enter, Lin Ling glanced at him with a half-smile.

"This, this is impossible! How could this poor boy have a pass!"

The fat man murmured in disbelief, and immediately rushed towards the inner hall: "Impossible, that pass must be fake!"

"Your Excellency." Although young, but not weak believer woman easily stopped him, "Please show your pass."

Only then did the fat man come back to his senses, and he turned his head and glared at his guard viciously: "Where's my pass!"

The guard quickly looked for it, but after a few seconds, the guard's face became ugly.

"You don't want to continue working under me, do you? Hurry up and get the pass!"

"Old, master...the pass ticket is gone..."

"……what?!"

Entering the inner hall, the interior decoration is different from the gorgeous exterior. There are no superfluous decorations in the inner hall, but all the designs and structures are exquisite and wonderful.If the exterior decoration is "pretentious", then the interior decoration is "stupid" in Lin Ling's words...

"What an idiot, you put so many good things outside for outsiders to use, but inside you look like an ascetic monk... Did their decoration designer grow up in Chixiang?!"

After Lin Ling strolled for a little distance, he couldn't help laughing speechlessly.

"Hey, master, look over there." Dialuka, who was holding Lin Ling's arm tightly, suddenly pointed to the mural in the distance, waving Bai Shengsheng's forearm, "Isn't that the old man?"

Huh?Grandpa?Could it be that he is not the protagonist, but Dialuka is the female version of Long Aotian with the template of the protagonist?

With this thought in mind, Lin Ling turned his gaze to the direction the girl was pointing at, and suddenly saw a person he hardly expected.

"Fuck, old man?!"

The mural not far away depicts the successive popes of the Xingyue Temple. One of the popes, no matter how you look at it... is undoubtedly the old man who brought up Lin Ling!

"Master, master, should it be that old grandpa?"

Tiya Luka asked a little uncertainly, she had not actually seen the real face of the old man—she had been damaged for unknown reasons since she was born, and was not repaired by the contract until Lin Ling—so even if When the old man took her away, she could only vaguely feel the other person's appearance, not very sure.

"Tut tsk tsk." Lin Ling couldn't help but quickly walked to the portrait, looked it up and down several times, and finally nodded, "Although this news seems to be bullshit no matter how you look at it—but after I confirm that if the old man doesn't have any clones 10030 or twin brothers, this person should be him."

"Hey~ It's really him~" The girl dragged on, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Guys, my lord, Steve, do you also want to know the deeds of His Majesty the Popes?" A young guide came over with a donation box.

"Yes." Lin Ling pointed to the well-dressed old man on the mural, "tell me from when this guy became Pope to how many lovers he has."

While talking, Lin Ling also threw a handful of gold coins into the other party's money box. This scene made Xiaoya's eyes widen in surprise: Where did they get so much money?

Of course, at this time, a fat upstart outside the Star Moon Temple found that not only his pass was gone, but even his money was missing along with him...

"Uh...that kind of thing is impossible." The young man was stunned, but he ignored this paragraph after seeing Lin Ling throwing a lot of gold coins, "This His Majesty the Pope is the first... ..."

"Little brother Lin Ling?" A voice rang out. (To be continued..)

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