"This scholar is free and lonely, and the coachman is also alone, and when he dies, let him be buried in the ground."

Lin Wen is quite sad, the scholar has followed him for many years, and he and his son have no guesses. The coachman has also been sending scholars to the township for more than ten years, but unfortunately he suffered this disaster today, and he felt it in his heart, and he couldn't help but read the scriptures......

Zhang Qingsong listened to the clear words of the "Duren Sutra", and finally understood the reason for the matter, and said with emotion: "It turns out that you still have such an opportunity, it seems that the dream-eating tapir is scattered in your soul, and it can be regarded as evil retribution." ”

said that Zhang Qingsong and Lin Wen buried the coachman and the scholar, and they also knew each other. After introducing themselves, the elegance of the two seemed to attract each other, and they had a good conversation.

"Brother Zhang was born with such a strong physique, and he still lost his determination to read thousands of books, which really made the younger brother envious."

Zhang Qingsong said modestly: "Where is this saying, brother, if it weren't for the master's teaching, how could I have such a creation." ”

"However, seeing that you are here in the dust, you must be a scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam. The ninth day of the second month is not far away, and I just have to go to the capital to help the family teacher do something, so it is better for you to come with me, and it can be regarded as thanking you for eliminating harm in the name. ”

Lin Wen was flattered, hugged his fists and said: "Brother Zhang is like this, the younger brother is grateful." ”

"Wherever you go, you have to help each other when you're away. There are still forty or fifty miles of the capital here, and your horses were frightened last night, and ran off the reins into the forest. Let you go as a scholar, I'm afraid you'll encounter some danger on the way. ”

Zhang Qingsong patted his dark horse, this horse is very handsome, every muscle is very powerful, people feel very extraordinary at a glance.

"Good horse!" Lin Wen couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother has good eyesight, this is a famous horse in Wudang, called Black Hoof. Wudang Mountain is nearly a thousand miles away, and it only takes one day to reach it if you go all out. ”

During the conversation, Lin Wen packed his bags, Zhang Qingsong tied the carriage, and the two of them went to the capital one after the other.

Lin Yan could see clearly in the spiritual position, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It's just that this world is full of dangers, and I have used up all my points.

If it weren't for the fact that he had an eye in his heart, I am afraid that this catastrophe would not have been avoided, which couldn't help but make Lin Yan pay attention to points.

"What happened last night still makes me feel uneasy, but I didn't expect that the ghost to be an elder of the Kunlun faction before his death. I don't know what kind of mental method I practiced, and after I killed myself, I became a ghost of the dead, and I improved my Taoism through the dream of eating people's hearts, and I deserved it when I ended up scattering......"

Lin Yan muttered to himself, he looked at the two extra martial arts cheats in his props, which were exactly what the "Dream Eater Tapir" carried last night.

"This book of "Tiangang Palm" is the palm of the Kunlun faction that has been extinct in the rivers and lakes for nearly a hundred years, taking Gangyang all the way, the function of pushing mountains and cracking stones, and the force is like thunder, which is simply tailor-made for Wu'er." Lin Yan looked at the introduction in the inventory, thinking about one day to change the dream charm and pass this martial art to Lin Wen.

And the other one gave Lin Yan a little headache, because on this martial art, there was a red word "remnant" written on it.

[Kunlun Thirteen Swords One: Fragment "Sword Shadow". It is painstakingly created by countless predecessors for hundreds of years, and the original book has thirteen sets of swordsmanship to control each other's elbows, which is extremely difficult to practice. It was passed on to thirteen different disciples a hundred years ago, and many of them are missing. Disassembleable. 】

Lin Yan was not interested in his origin and introduction, and what made him hesitate was the "disassembleable" added to the end of this martial art.

At present, there are many functions of this [Family Cultivation System] that Lin Yan has not developed. The last "Sutra of Salvation" and the Dream Charm were among the few items that could be exchanged at his level of authority.

After the previous [Fortune Boss] achievement was achieved, Lin Yan found that there were a few more items in the originally locked mall, and then he realized that the system's mall was opened according to the number of achievements.

After having the mall, Lin Yan also discovered that the function of points is not only to increase the attribute value of family members, but also to exchange for all kinds of magical props.

"And this [Kunlun Thirteen Swords], just one of them, can be dismantled with 10 points." Lin Yan looked at this dismantling button, he didn't make a decision right away, he also kept an eye on it, since he could disassemble ten points, it must be extraordinary.

If you want to use points, as a last resort, dismantling is the next policy, if not, it is better to keep it.

It didn't take long for Lin Yan to make up his mind: "I don't know if Wu'er has a talent for kendo yet, or if there will be a swordsmanship genius among the Lin family's heirs, so I still have such a treasure first, but this mall also has a locked sales function, what does it mean......"

Lin Yan turned off the acceleration gear in the system and looked outside - Lin Cang was holding the ring ruler in his hand, and Lin Wu's hands were swollen and he didn't say a word, and finally memorized the first article of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

However, this martial arts move "silently wrote the martial arts", and the four books of the Lunkao exam, Lin Wu didn't know if he could memorize all the four books within this year.

However, rote memorization is better if it is really applied to the strategy of the army to fight wars.

On the other hand, Lin Wen and Zhang Qingsong have already arrived in the capital, and the prosperous national capital is really different from their township, Lin Yan once also wanted his family, the Lin family, to be able to stand in a national capital like the capital.

"The horses fly and sweep the black shadows, and the spring breeze leads the way into the capital." Lin Wen felt the warmth of the spring equinox and couldn't help but sigh.

Under the full force of the black hoof, the two did not delay too much, and arrived in the capital in only one morning.

The two found a post station, Zhang Qingsong tied his horse, instructed the men to feed the high-quality forage, and took Lin Wen into the inn in a hurry: "Brother, there were some bumps along the way, and I didn't have a good chat." Now that we have arrived at the famous inn in the capital, we must have a good drink......

"Brother Zhang is really enthusiastic, and the younger brother is better to be respectful, please." Lin Wen picked up his wine glass and toasted Zhang Qingsong.

It's a pity that this scholar is not strong enough to drink, and Zhang Qingsong can't drink it in a small cup, so he directly changed to a big name. The two of them ordered a table full of dishes, and the food was not very enjoyable, Lin Wen was a little restrained at first, but he was soon driven by Zhang Qingsong's bold personality and let go.

After about half an hour, both of them felt full of wine and food, so they called the guy to settle the bill, but this price made Zhang Qingsong not calm:

"What? Do you want two taels of silver? I...... I only have copper plates ......."

"Brother Zhang, don't be polite to me, I was taken care of by Brother Zhang along the way, and this meal should naturally be invited by me." Lin Wen took out two taels of silver from the package and handed it over to the guys, the Lin family started in business, and entanglement is naturally indispensable.

And Zhang Qingsong was a little embarrassed: "Then ...... Then thank you brother, Wudang is a bitter place, these copper plates are still saved by me for many years, I thought it would be enough to invite my brother to eat this meal, but I didn't expect ......"

Lin Wen smiled and said: "Wudang is a Taoist holy land, unlike the world, there are not many places where you can use money, this is natural. If Brother Zhang doesn't dislike it, the younger brother will still have a lot of entanglements along the way, so you can take the ten taels of silver......"

"I can't do it! Brother, if you're like this, you're looking down on me. Zhang Qingsong pretended to be angry, and Lin Wen had no choice but to give up.

The two of them left the inn, and Lin Wen was about to go to the Beijing Rite Department to report first, but he heard a voice from Zhang Qingsong not far away:

"Huh! Where's my horse! ”