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There were hundreds of names on this large, yellowed piece of hard rice paper, and there was no doubt that they had all climbed the second floor, and it was unknown where they had gone, but there must have been the same square table and the same paper on every floor further up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And just as Lin Ji was about to leave the square table, he found a familiar name "Xing Jianqiu" in the corner of the rice paper. ”

Lin Ji's heart was shocked, but he was quickly relieved, obviously there was some kind of inexplicable connection between Xing Lao and the dean, but he didn't know it.

Lin Ji's heart trembled a little, when he suddenly found that a treasure mountain suddenly appeared in front of him like this, without greeting and without any precursor of thunder, he still felt that this was like an unreal dream, he stood in a daze between the bookshelves, silent for a long time before gradually digesting the shock in his heart.

"A Brief Introduction to the Six Realms of Cultivation", "Weapon Awards", "Overview of Swordsmanship Genres", he walked in front of the bookshelf, his eyes fell on those dense book spines, the shock and heat had already turned into a panic, and the hands in his sleeves trembled slightly uncontrollably.

You don't even need to take out these books to read them, just by looking at the titles of these books, you can guess that the contents are the basic knowledge that all those who want to practice need to master, and that inexplicable feeling of urgency to ingest them instantly spreads all over the body.

"Why did you come. A familiar voice rang out from another corner.

Lin Ji was taken aback.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so I'm not like you. After Lin Ji finished saying this, he took out the "Brief Introduction to the Six Realms of Cultivation" with a little weakness, and read it quietly.

The second floor of the attic was calm again, as if no one had ever been there.

"Lord Fu Yin, this is the list of doubters, please take a look. In the secret room of Jing Zhaoyin's mansion, a person dressed as a catcher trembled and placed the paper in his hand on the wooden table in the faint candlelight.

On the opposite side of the wooden table sat a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, the man was extremely fat, even if he opened his eyes and looked at the catcher in front of him at this time, the catcher couldn't see any eyes of the person.

The fat middle-aged Fu Yin lightly "en", opened his eyes vigorously, and looked at the piece of paper on the wooden table, his eyes that seemed to be narrowed into a slit, Huo Ran opened wide.

"This ...... This ......" The fat finger pointed to the third line of words on the paper, trembling incessantly.

"You...... Are you sure he is suspicious?" The fat mansion Yin suddenly grabbed the paper on the table, and his bloated body stood up from the Taishi chair, as if the floor of the secret room was shaken.

The third row on the paper was impressively carrying a row of small characters: "Wuhou Shizi, Lin Ji." ”

The man who was dressed up hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at him.

Jingzhao Yin Mansion Yin Na came from the Luozhou Kong family, one of the three major families of the Han Dynasty, and he could not afford to offend him with his humble status.

"Yes, adults, villains are listed in the order of suspicion. Shizi ranked third, although he was drinking in Nanwu Restaurant on the day of the incident, he was drunk as a certified person, and coupled with the strong cultivators around him, the villain felt that this was not a coincidence. Arrest quickly replied obediently, telling all the things he got after investigating the case.

"You, you...... Saying you're smart is sometimes stupid. Fat Fu Yin, stunned, finally calmed down, looked at the front of him who was trying to press his waist to the point that he couldn't lower anymore, and frowned in disgust.

"He is Lin Jinrong's son, and he was admitted to the Heavenly Palace this year. I heard that a few days ago, His Majesty personally summoned him to the palace and used the royal banquet. Lord Fu Yin's tone was slow and low, he was born in Luozhou, he was close to the sea, of course he had heard of Lin Jinrong's reputation for protecting his shortcomings, once this matter spread, even if Lin Jinrong could let him go, although Lin Jinrong has been declining in recent years, but His Majesty's meaning is very difficult to guess, since it is so difficult to speculate, it is better to pretend not to know.

"Please...... Adult Mingjian. Na Kuai had already heard a cold sweat, he was born in the army, how could he understand so many details of officialdom when he was straight, and when he heard Fu Yin's tone change, his humble body had already oozed cold sweat on his back.

"This list has not yet been handed over to the Dali Temple of the Criminal Department?"

"Yes, yes. As soon as it was summarized, it was reported directly to you. Caught fast and trembling, the hands on his knees kept rubbing the placket in front of him.

Lord Fu Yin reached out and gently picked up the list on the table, and tore the name off indifferently. Then it was put into the flickering candle flame, and was instantly engulfed by tongues of fire.

"Go back and write a new one, and contact Dali Temple early tomorrow morning. ”

"Yes. Catching Kuai finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up to say goodbye, but the fat figure that had already turned his head turned around suddenly.

"I'm not solely responsible for this case, and you haven't been here tonight, do you understand?" Jing Zhaoyin's shadow flickered in the flickering candlelight and then froze in place.

"Xia Guan understands. The figure froze as it lifted up, then pushed open the stone door of the secret room with familiarity, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

On the table of the wine shop was a long and narrow wooden box, on which was carved an extremely vague dark pattern of dragons and phoenixes, which looked unusually heavy. And at the interface, it was sealed with sealing paint, which was quite mysterious in Lin Ji's opinion.

"Shizi, this is sent by the Hou Ye from Canghai City, and he said that he would hand it over to you personally. Liao Jie looked at the long and narrow box and said.

Lin Ji hesitated for a moment, not knowing what was in the weird-looking box, but after all, he carefully cut the lacquer seal with a knife and slowly opened the weird box.

And when they opened the box and saw the objects in it, Lin Ji and Liao Jie instantly gasped.

Placed in the box was a sword, a sword that looked ordinary and could no longer be ordinary, but when this ordinary long sword opened the sword box, maybe the heavy wooden box sealed the long sword for too long, and the moment Lin Ji opened the wooden box, the long sword actually trembled.

The sound of Weng Ming, accompanied by trembling, echoed in the small wine shop, and it lasted for a long time.

Lin Ji pursed the corners of his mouth, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, but when he reached out and grabbed the sword, he really felt the vigorous trembling.

The burning sensation came from the scabbard, and Lin Ji's hand holding the sword was instantly covered with sweat.

Lin Ji held his trembling hand hard, then swallowed and spat vigorously, and slowly pulled out the long sword he held in the palm of his hand.

There is no dazzling essence light as imagined, nor is there an imaginary gem setting, and the sword body that Lin Ji slowly pulled out is as ordinary as a scabbard.

But at this moment, the mutation was born, and the sword with the long sword was even surging out with a proud sword intent under no one's control, and Lin Ji, who was holding the sword, was sweating profusely in an instant.

Famous swords have spirits.

It's just that this simple proverb has already classified the seemingly ordinary sword in Lin Ji's hand into the ranks of famous swords.

Although the sword intent was great, Lin Ji still slowly pulled out the long sword, and with a crisp sound of "ding ......", the slender sword body broke away from the scabbard and appeared in front of Lin Ji with pride.

There was no pattern on the sword, but Lin Ji was firmly attracted by this sword for some reason, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

"Son, faith. In addition to the sword, there was also a Lin Mansion envelope wrapped in brown paper, which only had four simple characters written on it, but it showed the strong self-confidence and profound pen of the person who wrote the letter: "My son opened it personally." After Liao Jie got Lin Ji's consent, he opened the envelope in the wooden box.

And on this envelope, there were simply seven words written: "Sword life Feng Xiao, Xing Lao gift." ”

"Feng Xiao, Feng Xiao", Lin Ji repeatedly read this name in his mouth, "Feng Xiao Xiao is easy to be cold." Sure enough, it was an "ordinary" sword. ”

He suddenly knew why Xing Lao left that day, and the things he said when he left seemed to have a clear answer at this moment.

Lin Ji looked at the sword in his hand, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Congratulations to the prince for this sword. Liao Jie gave his hand, as a cultivator, of course he knew that this sword was extraordinary, looking at Lin Ji who was overjoyed, he was also very happy for this son of the world he had followed for many years.

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