Hidden in the middle of the pillow, buried deep in the ears of wheat of the pillow.

A trace of red thread, or a red rope, Lin Que was surprised, and then stepped forward to open it, took it out of the pillow and looked at it in his hand.

The length of the red rope is almost enough to tie around your wrist, maybe a little longer, and you can tie it up to your forearm.

Lin Que took it to his nose and sniffed it: "Sure enough...... There was a hint of breath left!"

This red rope is no different from any other ordinary red rope except for the breath of a hundred years ago, and the breath on it is obviously permanently imprisoned by the bald head.

A woman's scent, a light aroma.

After a little thought in my mind, I already roughly understood where this red rope came from - a woman in a green building!

As far as Lin Que knows, the Qinglou woman likes to tie red ropes on her ankles, which shows that she is not all naked, and her body still has the last bit of covering, and she is not naked.

As for why Lin Que knew, don't ask!

Based on this speculation, Lin Que already roughly understood at this time.

The woman in the Qinglou completely let go of herself to this bald head, and the red rope was untied and she was really naked in front of the bald head.

So obviously, this bald head has no last obsession with becoming a monk, that is, this woman.

Lin Que and the host of the temple said goodbye: "Master, do you know any famous Qinglou nearby?"

The master was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

Lin Que said goodbye and left, thinking in his mind.

The system broke his mouth in his heart: "You ask a monk where there is a green building?"

"He doesn't look like an ordinary monk......"

Although he felt a little weird, Lin Que didn't think much about it.

After searching the nearby city, but not finding any revenant power, Lin Que thought for a moment, and then searched for the newspapers in the city, mainly the newspapers of the era when the bald head lived.

Basically, every city has this kind of special place for storing old newspaper news, and it costs one or two silver to watch it without restrictions.

I rummaged a lot, and soon found a name: "It should be here!"

This green building has a gaudy name, called Fenglin Evening.

A hundred years ago, one of them had a face crown for the entire county, but then he died of depression, and the time point happened to match the bald head.

Ryoma hurried forward, Lin Que went through a little disguise, otherwise he would have been seen that the big disciple of the Qingyang Sect had entered the Qinglou, and the face of the entire Qingyang Sect would be lost by himself.

Fenglin looked magnificent from a distance, the whole pavilion was masculine, which was full of inexplicable atmosphere, obviously had a certain aphrodisiac effect, and the entire pavilion was shrouded by the formation.

Lin Que threw out two taels of silver and entered, turned left and right according to the guidance of the system and entered a certain room.

"This is it!

"It's probably the first place for this bald head and that peerless singer......" Lin Que looked around, the environment was indeed good, and only the rich and expensive could afford this place.

"Consume 500 energy points! Communicate with the revenant ...... successfully!"

"Five hundred points for such a deep obsession?" Lin Que said in his heart, don't cheat me!

"This person's realm is very high!" replied the system, "This system follows the corresponding rules and will not pit the host energy!"

"Okay......" Lin Que said in his heart, I can't be sure if it's true or not.

Five hundred energy consumption, he felt that the Dao species in his body was about to evolve again, and the fourth Dao pattern was slowly about to take shape, and the third to fourth grades required sixteen units of revenant soul power, and now it was very close.

......

At this time, in front of him, the power of the revenant soul was gathered, and a bald figure with a handsome face slowly appeared, his eyes were blank, but he quickly came to his senses.

"I didn't expect that after I died, I finally understood!" he sighed, feeling regretful.

"Do seniors have any obsessions?" Lin Que asked.

"Is the red rope there?"

Lin Que took it out of his arms and put it in front of this handsome bald head, the figure burst into tears the moment he saw the red rope, but unfortunately he was dead, and no tears flowed out.

"I was young and ignorant, she gave me everything at the age of sixteen, but I didn't understand, she gave me her red rope, but I didn't understand, I couldn't take her away, I couldn't withstand the eyes of the world, I didn't have the courage to take her out of here!"

The bald head sighed, with endless remorse in his heart: "Don't follow my old path!"

Lin Que was stunned for a moment, he thought to himself that I don't prostitute people, and I don't like Qinglou women......

The bald head looked around, all over the city: "Granddaughter...... My granddaughter is still here!"

It has actually been more than a hundred years since he died, but in this world, the childbearing age is generally very late, so now he is only a granddaughter.

"Take her out of here, ransom her, and I'll give her everything!"

Lin nodded: "Of course you can." ”

A singer is only a hundred taels of silver at most, and Lin Que is still out now.

"I left that treasure armor in the room of the temple, and the walls of it are deeply filled with my confusion and all my thoughts, you learn my method, and through the carvings on the walls, you can quickly practice to perfection!"

Lin Que listened to the heart and said that there was really something wrong with the presiding officer of the temple, the treasure armor was gone, and all the carvings on the walls were also swept away by him.

While talking about the evolution of the method in his bald hand, his brain felt a terrifying light burst out in an instant, almost blinding Lin Que's eyes!

"Won't I be bald if I cultivate your method?" Lin Que was very worried!

"No!"

"Then how are you bald?" Lin Que asked uneasy.

"When a monk is bald, because there is no desire, all the desires in the body are eliminated, and the body is unwilling to produce anything, it will naturally become bald, so don't let yourself have no desire!" the bald head admonished.

"Good. Lin Que nodded solemnly and watched the evolution of the Dharma in the bald hands.

"This spiritual technique is called Xuanwu Treasure Technique, which is implied from the Xuanwu body of the divine beast, the upper limit is extremely high, and the level is not bad, but now in my hands, it only has the level of imperial art!"

Imperial Arts?

Listen, listen, is this a human word!

Lin Que even almost burst into foul language in an instant, what kind of joke are you kidding, this is an imperial technique!

He doesn't have a real imperial technique until now, and the Amazing Sword Technique has only been promoted to the Holy Skill level under the deduction of the young man, and the Kunpeng Technique is only nine grades because of its damage, and the Imperial Technique is simply terrifying!

"You look at it, I feel that my time is limited, you must keep it in mind!" said as he evolved this spiritual art to the most extreme level.

The way of spiritual power flowing, the method of operation, and so on were clearly presented in front of Lin Que's eyes, and he even felt intoxicated in an instant, such a spiritual technique has a vast and vast beauty!

The whole mind was completely immersed in it, and this spiritual technique made Lin Que truly understand what a terrifying level the imperial technique was.

With Lin Que's current knowledge, he can see that it is amazing.