For a while, he felt as if he didn't know this little junior brother, as if the one who was reborn and transformed was not himself, but the little junior brother.

The most unpredictable thing is the human heart, and the most terrifying thing is the human heart, perhaps in the past twenty years, he has never really understood Shen Muxing. He used to think that Shen Muxing was a very kind and warm person, but now it seems that he is wrong, ridiculously wrong.

Lin Qian's heart was as heavy as lead.

He remembered the purpose of his coming here - to find his junior brother Shen Muxing, and then ask about the details of his master's death. However, at this moment, he found that he didn't need to ask anything, let alone reveal his identity as reincarnated, otherwise, who knew what Shen Muxing would do?

Lin Qian pursed his lips slightly, and silently stepped back towards the white flag.

In the drizzle, he withdrew little by little from this inconspicuous corner.

He was in a trance, and he didn't know how he got back to the shed. When I went back, just in time for everyone to do a farewell ceremony for the body of "Lin Zichen", one after another people in black suits stepped forward and said some sad words in front of the body, and then bowed and left.

Lin Qian stood on the periphery of the crowd and watched all this, only feeling that it was so absurd and unreal.

Those black suits walked in front of the corpse one by one, and unconsciously, it was the turn of a familiar, thin and tall young man, Lu Yucheng.

Lu Yucheng stopped in front of the body, holding a notebook with a dark brown brown paper cover in his hand, and took out a lighter in the other. He stared at the body with a pair of shallow glass-like eyes, and opened his mouth softly: "Lin Zichen, this note was given to me by you, what kind of thing are you, just a coward." You yourself have broken the inheritance of the Shen family, so you want to tell me the experience of studying Peking Opera, so that I can stand on the stage to perform instead of you? I'm sorry, I'm disappointed, I'm not such an indiscriminate person, since you are dead, let the Shen family completely break the inheritance!"

After speaking, with the press of his finger, the flame of the lighter flickered up, and it was about to ignite the half-old kraft notebook.

Lin Qian stood on the periphery of the crowd, originally a little confused, but when he saw the scene in front of him, a spirit woke up - are you kidding?!

"Hey, don't burn!" he didn't think about it, he rushed forward with an arrow step, grabbed Lu Yucheng's wrist, "You're crazy!"

That notebook is not only a matter of the Shen family's continuous inheritance, but-

Lin Qian touched his conscience and said, this is the pinnacle of the Danxing level of Peking Opera art throughout the ages!

It was he who worked hard to summarize the experience of the previous masters, combined with his own research over the years, and made a very high-level Danxing cheats!

Yes, it's not too much to say that it's a cheat, and many of the tricks in it are all he has worked hard to explore!

Lu Yucheng, this has no conscience, he even said that he would burn it? !

Lin Qian really wanted to smoke this bear child to death.

And Lu Yucheng, a pair of light glass-colored eyes were instantly dyed with a cold aura, and he suddenly shook off Lin Qian's hand: "What are you doing!"

Lin Qian's body is very weak in this life, well, he is an ordinary high school student who doesn't usually exercise much, how can he compare to Lu Yucheng, who has been practicing hard since he was a child, and seems to be thin but is actually full of internal strength?

Lin Qian was thrown out of the way by him all of a sudden, staggering and almost falling.