"Wow, this broom is beautiful! I want this. Zhang Wuji looked like he wanted to draw a broomstick.

The cute girl looked at Zhang Wuji with a surprised look, and secretly said that this Zhang Wuji is not sick, right? What is beautiful about a broom? What a brain-deficient thing.

However, on the surface, it was the same as usual, patiently explaining: "The function of this broom is that there is no more garbage in the place he sweeps." ”

"Isn't it??" Zhang Wuji wondered, could it be that everything has a special function?

"Almost every item, except for the house, has its special use, just like the Desert Eagle that Childe draws, he can kill people......" Meng Mei said.

Isn't this nonsense? Zhang Wuji can't complain about the cute girl, can you give a powerful example?

"What about this robe, what does it do?" Zhang Wuji pointed to a glittering, azure blue robe, and the front and back of the robe were a black and white yin and yang pattern.

"The addition of this robe allows Childe to obtain the effect of an iron cloth shirt. Meng Mei continued: "If the son learns the Wudang iron cloth shirt, and the Taoist robe will be added to the effect of the golden bell jar." ”

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he immediately asked, "Then what if I learn the Golden Bell Jar and then cooperate with this robe?"

"Theoretically, you will obtain the body of the immortal vajra, but it is impossible for Childe to obtain the Golden Bell Jar Technique. ”

"This kind of question is idiotic, please reorganize the language and ask it again. ”

Zhang Wuji could only shut up, the question he asked was indeed an idiot, because the golden bell jar was a Shaolin martial art......

Wudang's iron cloth shirt was also learned by Zhang Sanfeng from Shaolin, and later slightly improved and was called Wudang iron cloth shirt by later generations.

In fact, the source of this exercise is the Shaolin Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt......

Then Zhang Wuji looked at other things, it was okay not to look at it, this look even the sound of a bamboo Xiao blowing out of it was good or not, he had the function of making people addicted to it.

When Meng Mei was a little annoyed by his question, Zhang Wuji showed a look of being okay with anything.

In fact, what he was thinking about in his heart was still the so-called ladder, Wudang was too dilapidated now, and there was not even a mountain gate in a sect, how could anyone join it?

After all, a mountain gate represents whether the sect has the strength or not, or whether it can attract more people to join the homeland.

He silently counted the number of laps of the lottery, and finally moved the prize pin to the robe, and said with a smile: "I like the robe, let me draw the robe!"

Zhang Wuji's words made Meng Mei secretly say: You idiot, you added two items and didn't know the trick of the lottery?

Zhang Wuji naturally didn't know what Meng Mei was thinking, anyway, he had his little idea.

Meng Mei thought about it, sighed, and said secretly: For the sake of this kid's usual good speech, just help him!

So Meng Mei had an idea to control the prize needle and set it on the robe for a while.

If Zhang Wuji knew that Meng Mei had independent thoughts, he would definitely not communicate too much with Meng Mei, and he would not deliberately say nice things to Meng Mei.

Because it's easy to have an accident! Just like now, what he wants is a ladder, not a robe! But he was transferred to a robe by a cute girl, isn't this a cheat?

Zhang Wuji didn't know the specific situation, and looked at the robe with a longing look, but the corner of his eyes swept towards the ladder from time to time......

The final award was settled, and Zhang Wuji looked at the robe sluggishly......

Mud horse, this is not right! How can it be a robe? Because this trick is not a robe no matter how you calculate.

Could it be that the system has changed again?

Zhang Wuji was helpless, he could only show a very happy look, and the cute girl smiled: "Congratulations to the son for drawing the Taoist robe of the center." ”

"Thank you, thank you, I'm so excited......" Zhang Wuji squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Meng Mei secretly thought: How do you feel that he is unhappy? Could it be that he wants to hide from the world and the sea, and he doesn't care about the Taoist robe?

When it came to the next round of the lottery, this round of the lottery did not have the ladder that Zhang Wuji wanted, he really wanted to cry without tears, but looking at the swordsmanship on it called "Liangyi Swordsmanship", he looked at Mengmei curiously and asked: "Mengmei, what are these two swordsmanship?"

"This is a combined sword technique, if Childe draws this exercise, he must receive the system transmission at the same time as a woman, otherwise he can only get half of the power of the sword technique. Meng Mei said.

"Okay!" Zhang Wuji looked at other things after speaking, and found that everything else was so chicken, like a cat or a dog or something, what are you going to do!

In the end, he set his goal on the "Liangyi Sword Technique".

This time, he successfully drew the Liangyi swordsmanship, which made him wonder if the first lottery was ghosted by Meng Mei? Or did Meng Mei see that she liked it, so she specially opened a robe for him?

If so, he has to reacquaint himself with the cute girl in the system space, and he doesn't know if she can threaten his life, and if so, how can he save himself?

For a while, Zhang Wuji had a little more guard against the cute girl in his heart.

Then a new round of lottery items appeared, a yacht, a BMW 7 Series, some miscellaneous things, these things are not of much use to Zhang Wou-Ki at the moment.

Like a yacht or something, he doesn't need to go to the Yangtze River and the sea, the BMW 7 series chassis is low, in this late Yuan period, it is also thrown aside and abandoned, and he also has a Raptor that can go off-road and has strong horsepower, there is no need to draw these BMWs to waste the number of lotteries.

When Zhang Wuji didn't know what to choose, Meng Mei said: "Childe might as well consider this futon." ”

Zhang Wuji followed the guidance of the cute girl and looked over, there was a yellowed futon at the bottom of the turntable, this futon was nothing special, it looked ordinary, and it was a little yellowed and old.

"This futon...... What's the use?" asked Zhang Wuji.

"Childe didn't know that this futon was retrieved by Dr. Zhang Nuo from outer space, and according to Dr. Zhang Nuo's guess, this futon had been on the Buddha Shakyamuni. Sitting on it and cultivating can get twice the result with half the effort. Meng Mei said.

"Shakyamuni, those are all the old Buddhas thousands of years ago, could it be that he also broke through the void and left footprints in space?" asked Zhang Wuji curiously.

"I don't know. After the cute girl finished speaking, she stopped talking.

Zhang Wuji groaned secretly, and finally believed Meng Mei's words, his current strength is indeed not strong, plus the Wudang Sword Discussion on the fifth day of May next year, he also has to step up his cultivation.

According to the law again, she successfully obtained the futon, and the cute girl stood aside, with a faint sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Wuji really fell into the trap, this kid just pretended to like a look to fool him, and the specific things he liked were not revealed at all.

Meng Mei finally knew why she drew the robe, Zhang Wuji was so reluctant.

The next round of lottery pictures appeared, and Zhang Wuji saw it......