I Thought I Got the Redemption Script

    "A poor monk is not as good as a human being!"

    Short sentence, full of grief and shame.

    At this moment, those who want to fight for the oiran and those who do not want to fight for the oiran are silent.

    Little Senior Brother and Xie Qianqiu, the two people who will face each other whenever they meet, have never been so unified in their expressions.

    They don't seem to think that "lust" is better than others. There is nothing to brag about.

    Senior sister was silent for a long time.

    She began to reflect on herself, what kind of dog she had become in her last life, and she could not take care of herself until she was almost knocked out by this dog-boy who is more than a dog.

    The mistress looked at Mr. Goudan with a shocked expression.

    After a while, she said the words of everyone's heart with difficulty: "Mage...It doesn't have to be like this."

    Master Dog Dan closed his eyes and shook his head, sighing.

    He sighed in his tone: "The world is unsatisfactory in all likelihood, I thought that by virtue of the poor monk's appearance, the so-called Hua Kui was just caught by his hand, but now it seems that the poor monk is still arrogant and arrogant. Knowing that there are people outside the world, there are heavens, and the poor monk has been taught!"

    "Young Master Hua'er, Young Master Hong'er, and the poor monk are convinced that he lost this time! This time, the courtesans are the two sons!"

    The son of the dog is very loud.

    For a while, Yu Que couldn't tell whether he was sighing because he couldn't save those who were taken away, or simply because he was "not as good as people".

    …It always feels like the latter.

    Is it possible that the monks in this Tuolan Temple... all cherish their appearance so much?

    Yu Que involuntarily made up the scene of a group of bald monks applying grease and powder to the mirror and pasting yellow flowers.

    A chill.

    Yu Que shook her hand, and on the page where the oiran voted, her vote was directly given to her twins.

    The number of votes for the twins jumped forward again, and the gap between the first and second places widened again.

    Young Master Goudan is one step further away from the oiran he was thinking of.

    The little brother was one step closer to the oiran he could not avoid.

    Yu Que looked at the "voted" interface on Xuan Tie Ling, his face gradually panicked.

    Ahhhh! She is such a vicious woman! How could she personally send her little brother to be the oiran!

    Yu Que quickly put away Xuan Tie Ling and glanced at the little senior brother with a guilty conscience.

    Who knew that the younger brother was very sharp, and the moment Yu Que looked over, he raised his eyes and met Yu Que's terrified gaze.

    He noticed something was wrong, narrowed his eyes slowly, and wanted to open his mouth to ask something.

    Yu Que immediately interrupted the casting, immediately looked at Mr. Goudan, and comforted loudly: "Young Mr. Goudan, you don't have to be sad! The reason you are behind is not a quality problem, but a quantity problem! You Look at the twins, the twins are two people! How can you compare to fighting alone!"

    She made a righteous statement and got the grateful look of Mr. Goudan.

    But he still shook his head and said: "No, although the two sons are two people, they can't be compared, and the poor monk is still inferior to people."

    Yu Que sincerely said: "You don't need to belittle yourself, Mr. Goudan, there are still many people who like the abstinence saint monk, just like me..."

    She said, sneaking to see the little brother.

    She just did something wrong and voted for the younger brother who regarded his appearance as dung. It was really a sin, but it was hard to get over the water. Now she is praising the Buddha in front of the younger brother. Little Senior Brother would not have thought that she voted for him!

    It not only made the little brother happy, but also picked himself out!

    Made! She is so witty!

    She looked over confidently.

    On the expressionless face of the younger brother.

    Yu Que: "?"

    What's going on! Could it be that her performance is not obvious enough?

    She was thinking about how to make amends when the little brother suddenly made a sound.

    Brother: "Cuihua, do you like the bald monk?"

    Yu Que quickly activated his brain.

    The little brother doesn't talk nonsense on weekdays, and suddenly asked her like this...

    Understood, a straight man like a younger brother who regards his appearance as dung, in order not to be elected as the oiran, he needs to make sure that "girls" like holy monks are more popular among women to feel at ease!

    So Yu Que firmly said: "Yes! I like the one without hair, the more bald the stronger, the stronger the more bald, who can refuse a good-looking bald man!"

    The voice of Yuque.

    Yan Xingzhou looked at her blankly for a while.

    Then he suddenly sneered: "I see."

    Yu Que: "?" What do you understand?

    Yan Xingzhou didn't speak anymore, he closed his eyes directly, his face was handsome and evil.

    On the other side, Mr. Goudan involuntarily touched his naked forehead, and he was very moved.

    He said sincerely, "Thank you, Miss Cuihua, for your love."

    Yu Que hurriedly said: "Young Master Goudan is polite."

    The atmosphere between the two was happy for a while.

    In the end, Senior Sister coughed dryly and brought the topic back to the right track.

    She said solemnly: "Young Master Goudan, every time it is only the oiran who goes missing, is this news accurate?"

      , and no one else is missing."

    He smiled wryly: "It is precisely because of this that there is not much turbulence and not much attention. At first, Shizhu Lu thought that the disappearance of Hua Kui was not an enemy seeking revenge, and others were more I thought that after the selection of the oiran, the current oiran would disappear, and it was just a ransom."

    Senior sister listened, tapping her fingers on the table quickly.

    Then she suddenly said: "That is to say, the missing person is not necessarily the best looking, but must be the oiran?"

    When Senior Sister was talking, Yu Que quickly recalled the portraits of the oiran from the Xuan Tie Ling.

    A total of three generations of oiran are missing. The first two generations are not the best looking, but they must be on par with the second, but the third generation of oiran is Lu Guangling, the master of Baiyujing .

    Ah...

    She showed her sister Lu Guangling's photo and the photo of the second place.

    So the senior sister also fell silent.

    Lu Guangling looks good after losing weight, but it is not the same as the second.

    Young Master Goudan looked at it and explained: "In the last oiran selection, Shizhu Lu deliberately used some methods to make himself choose oiran."

    Yu Que is clear.

    Oh, default.

    However, this building still took away the oiran, not the better-looking second place.

    Yu Que couldn't help but think about it.

    The little brother and Xie Qianqiu are undoubtedly good-looking, so that they can be caught in the selection of oiran just by passing by, and they also deliberately arranged the two together, the bright "I want it all" Yan Gou thinking.

    It's like... a child who doesn't have a fixed aesthetic yet. He doesn't know which one he thinks is good-looking and what everyone thinks is good-looking in the secular sense, so he takes away the popular sense. "Should" look good.

    So, if you want to know what is taking them away, you have to run for oiran first.

    Since that thing doesn't have to take away the best looking one...

    Yu Que's gaze involuntarily fell on the photo of the water oiran Lu Guangling.

    Inspiration came.

    At this time, Mr. Goudan asked sincerely: "Young Master Hua'er, Young Master Hong'er, poor monks can no longer compete with you, if you become a courtesan, you will be taken away by that thing. It's dangerous. But please rest assured, the two young masters, if the two were taken away this time, the poor monk will definitely come to run for the oiran after three years, and he will definitely save you and the other oiran. The enchantment seems to be If you don’t kill people, please ask the two young masters to bear the humiliation for three years, take care and wait for me!”

    A sincere speech.

    Yan Xingzhou sneered, and said: "Oiran? I want to see who in this world dares to take me as an Oiran!"

    Everyone who hears this is a meal.

    There was a subtle silence.

    After a moment, Senior Sister calmly said: "Junior Brother, your votes have now doubled, and others will not hear you if you speak ruthlessly."

    Yan Xingzhou: "..." His face turned even darker.

    Senior sister continued to ask: "Can you forcibly break the barrier here?"

    Yan Xingzhou was silent.

    If it was Yan Xingzhou who had returned to the Demon Race in his previous life, he could.

    Now…

    Innate enchantment, coexistence of heaven and earth, power of law.

    He didn't say anything, but Senior Sister smiled and said, "You can't."

    Senior sister calmly said: "So, let's think about it carefully now, in case your election oiran is taken away, how can we save you."

    For a while, Yan Xingzhou seemed to be in a dead end, and it seemed that the only way to be an oiran was to choose.

    Yan Xingzhou was silent for a long time,

    He began to think about the feasibility of destroying the world on the spot.

    Yu Que suddenly raised his hand.

    Everyone looked over.

    Yu Que slowly showed a confident smile as he looked at the people who were in a dead end.

    She first asked the holy monk: "Young Master Goudan, you really want to compete for the oiran, and you must join up with Lu Guangling, right?"

    Young Master Goudan folded his hands together and said, "That's right, but I'm not as good as people."

    Yu Que nodded reservedly, and then looked at the younger brother and Xie Qianqiu: "You don't want to be the oiran no matter what, right?"

    Yan Xingzhou immediately sneered: "Oh, oiran."

    Xie Qianqiu hesitated, but nodded.

    He wants to save people, but that doesn't mean he wants to be an oiran.

    There are thousands of ways to save people. That guy knows more than him and is more prepared than him. Own.

    So, unanimous.

    Yu Que smiled slowly.

    She calmly said: "So, have you thought about a possibility."

    Yu Que said slowly: "Swipe the ticket."

    Everyone was shocked and looked at her at the same time.

    Yu Que lowered his voice and said, "We can buy a lot of new accounts, directly brush up on Mr. Goudan, and put down the little brothers!"

    At this moment, Yu Que opened the door to a new world for the aborigines in the cultivation world who had never come into contact with modern naval forces.

    Also, ok.

    Everyone looked at each other.

    Then they all took out the money quickly.

    At the same time, outside the door, listening to the whole magic repair was also greatly shocked.

    This place...is actually an innate enchantment, and the oiran can touch the innate enchantment?

    Mo Xiu suddenly felt that this matter seemed dangerous, but it was very promising.

    Being able to know good and evil, beauty and ugliness, then the enchantment may already have wisdom, if he came into contact with the enchantment and conquered the enchantment for their demons...

    This is a great help!

    Mo Xiu was immediately excited.

    He excitedly opened the Profound Iron Order, wanting to see how far his ranking was from reaching the barrier.

    Rank, four.

    Magic: "…"

    In this case...

    Mo Xiu remembered what the female cultivator said and swiped the vote.

    If he swiped too...

    Mo Xiu thought quickly.

    He immediately contacted the Mozu to explain the reason.

    Only one sentence was revealed from beginning to end.

    Make money.

    The Demon Race, the Demon Lord who received the letter read the whole story, thoughtful.

    Innate Barrier…

    Mojun thinks it is worth a visit.

    He immediately said: "Open my private library..."

    Yu Que and the others raised money quickly, and the magic cultivator was also nervously waiting for when the king would deliver the money to him.

    A ticket battle is about to start.

    The thugs were patrolling the first floor. When they raised their heads, they could only see the brightly lit room in their Yulin building.

    She thought of the few people who had just entered, and shook her head involuntarily.

    The night is so deep, they still haven't slept, and they don't know the body of their number one... Cough! Still can't stand it.

    The thug sighed.

    The few people who were thought to be playing a lot were sitting around the round table seriously at this time.

    Yu Que asked solemnly, "Are you ready?"

    Everyone nodded slowly.

    Yu Que took a deep breath: "Then... start!"

      First place, and quickly tied within an hour, and then slowly overtook.

    The twins quickly dropped to second place!

    Everyone who followed the selection of the oiran was shocked!

    This... how is that possible!

    Immediately, some people questioned Mr. Goudan's strange growth rate on the Black Iron Order.

    But at this time, the simple aborigines in the comprehension world still don't know what it means to swipe tickets, let alone that money can make ghosts push the mill. .

    Yu Que even pushed Mr. Goudan on several accounts, stating that as long as you use the screenshot of the vote, you can participate in the lottery, and the prize is a certain treasure.

    This instantly attracted countless people who did not pay attention to the oiran but only focused on cultivation.

    After all, there are only a few who pay attention to the oiran, and the majority are those who are silent.

    With the influx of countless outsiders, the number of votes for Mr. Goudan grew faster.

    Also, they are all real accounts.

    In this mix of true and false, some people can't find any clues if they want to check.

    Who can think of what a navy is, and who can think of what a lottery ticket is.

    Yu Que looked at the number of votes, his eyes brightened: "Sure!"

    The people who saw her operation only looked at her in silence and shock.

    Little Junior Sister...it's so scary!

    At the same time, in the Canghai Sect, a group of disciples who paid attention to the votes because of their senior brothers were also shocked.

    They don't know why the eldest brother will run for the oiran, but they know that at this moment, the eldest brother of their Canghaizong falls to the second place!

    Second!

    When did the first batch taste the second one!

    top cancers looked at the second place and felt uncomfortable for a while.

    But the disciples of top cancer can bear it, and the elders and heads of the advanced cancer can't bear it!

    Before they figured out what their chief disciple was doing, the headmaster issued an order.

    How can their chief disciple be second!

    Even if their chief disciple is running for the oiran, he should be the first!

    Canghaizong has never wanted to be the second disciple!

    The will of the head, from top to bottom, spread throughout the Canghai Sect.

    The entire Canghaizong moved.

    Therefore, Yu Que watched helplessly as the twins' votes suddenly increased, catching up with Mr. Goudan all the way.

    Yu Que was stunned.

    Ah...

    It seemed to her that things were getting out of control gradually.

    But before she could come up with a remedy, the Tuolan Temple, thousands of miles away, also moved.

    The host of Tuolan Temple looked at the number of votes of his disciples slowly falling behind, put his hands together, and said, "Amitabha, Yinguang went here to save people, didn't you become an oiran, didn't you give up halfway?"

    "What's more..." The host paused, and said solemnly: "For thousands of years, Taoism has overwhelmed my Buddhist sect, and now it's just to run for a courtier, and they also want to overwhelm us. One!"

    Everyone who was meditating felt that it made sense.

    Yinguang Buddha is the most beautiful Buddha among them, they can't be overwhelmed by Taoism in terms of appearance!

    With a single order, all Buddhist practitioners flooded into the oiran selection interface.

    On the Black Iron Order, the number of votes for the backward son of Goudan again surpassed.

    The two sides were arguing. Overnight, either you pressed me or I pressed you, and the votes were very tight.

    At this point, the situation has completely spiraled out of control.

    A small court vote has gradually evolved into a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

    Yu Que, who started this competition, is completely numb at this moment.

    She stared at the number of votes jumping around, not understanding how things developed like this.

    It's not over yet.

    In the Demon Realm, the Demon Lord looked at the number of votes that jumped around, sneered, and said, "The world of self-cultivation deceives me that there is no one in the realm of demons!"

    He immediately doubled the funds for the Red Striped Demon Cultivator, and called on all Demon Cultivators to buy the Profound Iron Order.

    Today, they are going to correct the name of the magician!

    Therefore, because of the competition, the magic cultivator who was once pressed to the fifth place suddenly emerged, and quickly chased up to the third place, and quickly surpassed the first place under the strong financial and human resources supported by the demon clan. Second, the strong occupy the first.

    Yu Que was stunned when he saw this shocking reversal.

    Canghaizong was stunned.

    Tuolan Temple was also stunned.

    Then, they all narrowed their eyes.

    At this moment, it doesn't matter who the oiran is.

    They only know that they are being oppressed.

    Yu Que's carefully planned naval and lottery offensive was defeated by a native.

    Canghaizong and Tuolan Temple fought back and forth, but they were like a clown and lost to an unknown person.

    The meaning of this competition changed in an instant.

    This is not an oiran selection.

    This is clearly a battle between the Demon Race and the Cultivation Realm!

    This is clearly a battle of dignity!

    In Yulin Building, Yu Que's face sinks like water.

    After a long silence, Senior Sister slowly asked: "Junior Sister, what should I do now? I just found out that the first one is a Demon Cultivator. Behind him, it is very likely that the work of the Demon Race!"

    Who would have thought that Cheng Yaojin would be killed halfway.

    Yu Que was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "I think I just have something to say, and I said it right."

    "Sometimes quantity is more important than quality."

    The demons did their best to support one, they were second and third, and they were scattered, how could they have fought.

    Yu Que made a decision.

    She closed her eyes and opened them again.

    She calmly said: "Little Senior Brother, Young Master Hong'er, Young Master Goudan, are you willing to sacrifice for the sake of the cultivation world?"

     Several people looked at each other.

    Goudan asked: "What does Miss Cuihua want to do?"

    Yu Que said deeply: "For the sake of the cultivation world..."

    "From today, you are the safflower egg group!"

    "The three of you together, form a group!"