The moonlight is quiet and the night breeze is cool.
Lin Bai and Chen You stood on the spirit boat under the moon, looking at the magnificent rivers and mountains of the Chu Kingdom, took out two pots of fine wine, chatted, laughed and chatted.
Outside the cabin, the years are quiet; inside the cabin, there is a bloody battle.
The crow had been away for several hours, and he didn't know what he was doing in the cabin.
Until the eve of dawn, Chen You was so drunk that he leaned on the railing and fell asleep.
Many warriors on the deck have either entered meditation or are resting with their eyes closed.
Lin Bai was the only one, looking at the moonlight, wondering what he was thinking.
"Thumpthump"
There was a sound of flapping wings, approaching from far away.
"came back?"
Lin Bai said softly, his voice was cold.
The crow landed on Lin Bai's shoulder, glaring at Lin Bai angrily: "You lied to me."
Lin Bai said speechlessly: "What do you mean? How did I lie to you? What treasure did you find?"
"There is no treasure at all!"
"That's because you didn't look for it seriously."
"What? Didn't look for it seriously? I almost turned over that little girl's storage bag, haven't I looked for it seriously?"
"I just found these, and I'll give them to you."
After finishing speaking, a burst of refreshing fragrance came to my face.
Before Lin Bai could recover, a bellyband fell on Lin Bai's face.
Lin Bai blushed, hurriedly tore off his apron, looked around vigilantly, and was relieved when he saw that no warrior had noticed.
"what you do?"
Lin Bai cursed at the crow in a low voice.
The crow said with a smile: "I found it in her boudoir. I thought you might like it, so I brought it out for you."
Lin Bai shook his head speechlessly, and glanced down at his apron.
This apron is very beautifully made, with a budding lotus flower embroidered on the pink fabric.
I don't know what kind of spices the woman used, so that the fragrance on the apron stays on all the year round, and a trace of it will not go away for a long time.
After glancing at it, Lin Bai was worried that other people would see it, so he hurriedly threw the apron into the storage bag, and wanted to dispose of it after disembarking.
"Besides this, what else did you find?"
The crow then threw a few more things.
Lin Bai hurriedly shouted: "If they are all the personal clothes of my daughter's house, then don't show them to me."
The crow spat: "What do you know? Since ancient times, most of the treasures will be hidden in the boudoir of the daughter's house, or on the intimate clothes of the daughter's house."
"You see you are a Muggle, you don't understand anything."
"Hey, everything is here, you can see for yourself."
"Anyway, there is nothing valuable."
"There are no treasures."
The crow grumbled and complained.
The three things the crow threw out were a piece of yellow paper, a thick book, and a jade hairpin.
Lin Bai first picked up the jade hairpin and looked at it carefully.
This jade hairpin was carved out of unknown kind of beautiful jade. The quality of the jade is crystal clear, giving off a charming halo under the moonlight.
The head of the hairpin is carved with the shape of a lotus flower.
Yuchai is not an ordinary thing, but a Taoist weapon with good defensive power.
According to Lin Bai's judgment, this object should be able to withstand the full blow of a warrior in the realm of Taoism.
It seems that it is an object worn by the daughter's family, which is of little use to Lin Bai.
After taking a look, Lin Bai threw Yuchai aside, and immediately picked up the thick book.
"Qinglian Swordsmanship"
Seeing the sword technique, Lin Bai became interested.
Slowly opened the classic "Qinglian Swordsmanship", and looked carefully, there are a total of nine swordsmanship in it.
The power is not bad, even in the hands of warriors in the realm of Taoism, it can still exert good power.
However, in the eyes of Lin Bai who possesses the "Sword Heart", these nine moves of "Qinglian Swordsmanship" look a bit clumsy.
At least after Lin Bai watched it once, he could almost master the nine moves of swordsmanship by heart.
Under the influence of "Jian Xin", Lin Bai focused on two purposes, while savoring the sword skills carefully, and at the same time deduced the operation of the sword skills in his heart and mind.
When Lin Bai finished reading this book of swordsmanship, he had already learned "Qinglian Swordsmanship".
This is nothing to Lin Bai who has a sword heartDifficult.
"This book on swordsmanship is not bad at all."
Although Lin Bai said that his sword skills are good, this thing is not very useful to Lin Bai.
But Lin Bai always had a strange feeling in his heart.
After Lin Bai watched the sword technique, even if he put down the sword technique, he was still deducing the sword technique in his heart and mind.
Lin Bai had a feeling that it seemed that these nine strokes of Qinglian swordsmanship also had a deep knowledge of swordsmanship.
There is still a lot of room for improvement.
Lin Bai frowned, this was a wonderful feeling that Lin Bai had never experienced since practicing swordsmanship.
Obviously, the swordsmanship looks clumsy, and the swordsmanship is not profound.
However, after slowly deliberating, I feel that every sword technique is worthy of deep promotion.
Every sword technique seems to have variables.
"Strange, why do I feel this way?"
Lin Baiyou scrutinized carefully, but he couldn't find the door and couldn't enter.
After thinking for a while, Lin Bai temporarily put down the "Qinglian Sword Art" and looked at the third item.
A scroll of parchment.
Lin Bai opened the parchment scroll, and it was full of petite characters.
When Lin Bai's eyes came into contact with these small characters, a voice echoed in Lin Bai's ears.
What the voice said was clearly the content on this piece of parchment.
"Brother Jinnian, my dear."
"Since Qinglian City's lord Ling resigned, all the officials of Kezhou, big and small, have been in the hands of the 'Holy Church'. This matter can be accomplished, thanks to brother Jinnian, and thank you brother Yu."
"According to the agreement between you and me, the Holy Church will definitely thank you in the future."
Signed: "My foolish brother, Zhang Qian'an pays respects."
It is not difficult for Lin Bai to see that this is a letter.
It was written by a person named "Zhang Qian'an" to a person named "Jin Nian".
But these two people were extremely unfamiliar to Lin Bai, and he didn't even know who they were.
"I really don't understand what it means?"
"Hey, it's annoying, don't worry about it."
Lin Bai threw the letter paper into the storage bag and ignored it.
In my mind, I continued to deduce the profound meaning of "Qinglian Sword Art".
Following Lin Bai's deduction of each move, what surprised Lin Bai was the nine-stroke swordsmanship, which obviously feels extremely clumsy, seems to be like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud without being stained, and there is a lot of room for improvement.
Now the nine-stroke swordsmanship in "Qinglian Swordsmanship" is like a layer of mud.
If Lin Bai can find the "trick" to sublimate these nine moves of swordsmanship, he will be able to bear lotus flowers.
However, Lin Bai was still not sure about this trick.
In the dead of night, there was nothing to say.
On the deck of the spirit boat, apart from the constant snoring, there was only the sound of the wind as the spirit boat broke through the air.
Soon, the morning sun rose from the sea of ??clouds, and the bright and warm sunlight fell on Lin Bai's face.
Many warriors on the deck woke up one after another, stretched their waists, and watched the sunrise.
Lin Bai has been paying attention to the movement in the cabin, but from the beginning to the end, there was no sound in the cabin, and no one came out to ask for help.
As if nothing had happened. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com