In the sound of dripping rain, with the squeak of the door, Lin Han poked his head out of it and looked at the sparse drizzle in the courtyard with annoyance.

Ning looked at the opposite side, didn't hear any sound, and whispered: "Could it be that Yu Canghai hasn't returned overnight?" "It's really possible to think about it, with his obsession with the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, now that he knows that the sword spectrum has appeared, where is there a reason not to look around.

After walking a few steps along the corridor, Lin Han stopped in a daze, turned his head to look back at the room where Yu Canghai lived, and scolded in a low voice: "Okay, you Yu Canghai, you can't move away, right?" Count you ruthless! ”

Scolding and scolding, Lin Han also knew that since Yu Canghai was deliberately avoiding himself, it would be really difficult to find him. After coming to the lobby, Lin Han did not greet Xiao Er to come over and ask for food, but ran to the shopkeeper and asked: "Shopkeeper, I am a guest staying in room No. 11, please help me check if the guests in room No. 12 have checked out?" ”

Hearing Lin Han's question, the shopkeeper didn't go to the account book, but said with a smile: "Shaoxia is talking about that guest, he settled the bill and left shortly after dinner yesterday, I was still very strange why he settled at night, so I remember it more clearly, what?" Is he a friend of the young man? ”

Lin Han shook his head and walked away from the counter, and said in his heart: Sure enough, Yu Canghai is really careful.

After asking Xiao Er to bring some snacks and tea, Lin Han occupied a table by himself and drank by himself, and after eating breakfast without hurry, he picked up the prepared umbrella and opened it, so he held the umbrella in his left hand and the long sword in his right hand, and stepped into the rain and went out.

Lin Han didn't go out this time to meet any special people or do something special, but to go out to buy some pen and ink and cowhide. As a young man with thoughts, culture, and martial arts for many years, Lin Han has always been puzzled: why does everyone who grabs the secret book of martial arts hide it instead of copying it?

With such doubts, Lin Han came to a pen and ink workshop. There is not a single guest in the pen and ink workshop, and the boss is dozing off on the counter, no wonder, on such a damn rainy day, the students are nested in the room to study, and few are willing to go out and walk around, let alone buy some stationery pen and ink in the rain.

After walking into the store, seeing that the boss had not woken up yet, Lin Han lifted the sheathed long sword with his right hand after shaking off the stagnant water on the umbrella, and tapped it on the counter with the tip of the sword, making a 'dudu' vibrating sound. The boss raised his head from the table, and saw a long sword standing in front of him, and under the shock, the fat body was not bloated at all, and he jumped back very quickly, crying and saying with a sad face: "Hero, you are doing well, on this rainy day, there is not a single customer, the small shop has not yet opened, and there is really no money to honor the hero." ”

Lin Han's eyebrows were about to be lifted by what the boss said, and he said angrily: "I'm not here to ask you for money." ”

It's okay if Lin Han doesn't explain, this explanation is even more terrible, the shopkeeper was so shocked that he almost didn't kneel down for Lin Han, and said tremblingly: "Hero, my Wang Fugui is really a good citizen, there is a white-haired eighty-year-old mother, and a three-year-old child who is waiting to be fed, and he has been doing business honestly before, and he has never offended anyone, so I really don't need to take my life!" ”

Lin Han was really amused by him, he didn't expect this fat man to be so timid, he slapped his sword on the counter, and scolded: "Who wants your money and wants your life, Shaoxia, I'm here to buy some pen and ink, are you still in business?" ”

"What? Buying pen and ink? Wang Fatzi's body stopped trembling, and he had the strength to speak, and even the question was double-ringed.

"What? Isn't it possible? Lin Han said helplessly.

"Okay, you said it earlier." Wang Fatzi hurriedly walked out from behind the counter, "I'll tell you, it's better to use a ......sheep's hair brush for this writing."

Seeing that Lin Han really came to buy pen and ink, where would Wang Fatzi be afraid, although it is no longer the era of Wei and Jin Dynasty literati who are good at wearing swords, but it does not prevent some good ancient literati from time to time, obviously, Wang Fatzi has forced Lin Han to pretend to be a young man with a silver gun wax head and gold and jade outside the defeat.

Fortunately, Lin Han didn't know what Wang Fatzi really thought, otherwise it was really hard to say whether Lin Han would give him a ruthless blow.

After being dragged by Wang Fatzi for a long time to popularize pen and ink knowledge, Lin Han finally bought all the tools for writing. The next thing is naturally the tool to be written, originally according to Lin Han's meaning, just buy some rice paper or something, but thinking that it is easy to destroy when written on paper, simply, buy a piece of nitrated cowhide.

After some inquiry, I finally found the leather store on the corner of the street. The shopkeeper here is much more fierce than Wang Fatzi, probably used to dealing with butchers and hunters, and he has no fear of Lin Han who is carrying a sword, and after understanding Lin Han's intention, he immediately took out a few finished products for him to choose.

Considering that it was too small to copy the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, and that it was too large to be carried, Lin Han finally chose a one-foot-square piece of nitrate cowhide. The shopkeeper is also an understanding person, and he knows that for a Jianghu person like Lin Han who licks blood with a knife, he must not be bullied, and the price he asks for is quite fair. On such a rainy day, both sides completed the deal amicably.

After everything was purchased, Lin Han walked back to the inn. When he returned to his room, he laid the cowhide on the table, took out the red robe from his bosom, and after grinding the ink, he dipped the pen and carefully transcribed it on the cowhide according to the original on the robe.

In his previous life, as an amateur calligraphy enthusiast, Lin Han's brush writing was still good, although he rarely used to write in this life, but this time he felt after lifting the pen, and he didn't feel it because of more than ten years of unfamiliarity, no wonder it was said that calligraphy is a kind of precipitation of life, and the longer it is, the more mellow.

After copying all the words on the robe onto the cowhide, Lin Han compared the original graphics and transcribed the image of the sword location map to the transcription book with one stroke, so that the second evil sword spectrum in the world of Xiaoao was born, and it turned out to be exactly the same as the original.

Picking up the robe and comparing it with the cowhide, Lin Han was very satisfied with the results of his morning. After admiring it, he took the robe back into his arms as usual, but spread out the cowhide with the evil sword technique on the desk, waiting for it to dry naturally.

While waiting, Lin Han took out his long sword from the scabbard and practiced his newly-acquired sword technique to ward off evil in this room. For the essence of the evil sword technique, Lin Han has already obtained it from the Qingcheng faction, this time it is just a tonic, but it is still a great gain, making his evil sword technique more rounded, and the key parts that were missing in the past can also be connected, and the sword technique is naturally a step forward.

Of course, the mental method on the sword spectrum can only be a reference, and it can even be said that it has no effect on Lin Han at all, the reason is that the eight big characters of 'want to practice magic skills and swing a sword from the palace' are prominently listed in the front row, so that Lin Han does not dare to make a single idea, at this moment, Lin Han really understands what it means to be 'chicken ribs', and he understands Cao Cao's grievances back then.

It can be said without hesitation that the mental method of the evil sword spectrum is a cut above any martial arts mental method in the world, including the Dugu Nine Sword, but Lin Han does not dare to practice it. It can also be seen from here that Yue Buqun is definitely not stupid, he was forced to create a fake sword book to ward off evil spirits, and he was able to deceive Zuo Shibona and other martial arts masters, but fortunately, he never had a chance again in this life.

After practicing the evil warding sword technique in the room for an afternoon, the cowhide version of the evil warding sword spectrum was finally dried, and Lin Han also received it in his arms, and put it together with the robe version of the evil warding sword spectrum.

As for how to deal with the robe version of the evil sword spectrum, Lin Han felt a little difficult in his heart, and it stands to reason that it should be destroyed, but he was somewhat reluctant. Maybe it's not bad to release it out of the rivers and lakes to do things that lead to trouble, but there are a lot of fierce people in the rivers and lakes, and a lot of cattle people who are willing to go from the palace, as the saying goes, as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle can also be sharpened into a needle, think about it, such a divine object as the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, isn't it the best prop to grind the 'iron pestle' into an embroidery needle, to ensure that a grinding is accurate, and all practice into an oriental aunt.

In the end, Lin Han thought of his own brother, Young Master Lin of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and only felt that it was better to return the things to their original owners, as for whether to practice or not, it depended on his own choice.

After making up his mind, Lin Han went out for dinner. After dinner, while the rain was still falling, he went out again in his morning attire. This time, his goal is the Fuwei Dart Bureau, not only to meet Lin Pingzhi, but also to visit Yue Buqun, who is 'immortal in great calamity'.

Walking on the avenue leading to the Fuwei Dart Bureau, I saw two big stone lions lying in front of the Lin Mansion from a distance, but I could no longer see the grinning dart flag that once fluttered in the wind, which made people sigh.

Walking to the closed gate, Lin Han knocked on the iron door with the hilt of his sword, and the sound was heard far away in the silent night. Soon after, someone came to open the door with a lamp. After opening the door, the people inside poked their heads out and looked out, and both sides were surprised, but it turned out that the person was Lauderno. Lau De Nuo's life in the past two days was quite difficult, because he was responsible for the safety of Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan before, but he had a ghost in his heart, where did he still take care of Lin and Yue after seeing someone get the evil sword spectrum, Yue Buqun pressed the indirect responsibility for his daughter's attempted rape on Lao Denuo's head, and from time to time he was angry with him, torturing him to the point of pain, and only sighed that the latent work was not easy to do.

Seeing that it was Lin Han who came to visit, Lau Denuo's stomach was full of sour water, but he could be regarded as having found an organization, and he almost burst into tears. For Lao Denuo, Lin Han didn't have much ill feeling in his previous life, plus he joined the big organization of the Songshan faction in this life, he was very sympathetic to his plight, and hurriedly lowered his voice and said: "Senior Brother Lao persists for a while, and then he can return to the Songshan Gate Wall." ”

Lau Denuo was excited, but his face didn't show anything, he just nodded towards Lin Han. Lin Hanxin said: What a good comrade, the people of Songshan need you!

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