But what attracted Lin Chen's attention the most was the man in white who was sitting next to the pillow, with long hair and a shawl, although he couldn't see his face because he was carrying Lin Chen on his back, but Lin Chen could still feel the immovable momentum on his body from his immobile posture, and Lin Chen had a feeling in his heart that his eyes were slightly closed at this time, and he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

Everything here seems to be so perfect, and Fu Cailin, the "Yijian Master", is the center of perfection, making people focus on him at a glance.

Fu Junyan kept her feet and led Lin Chen up the stairs, until she came to the thick and soft white carpet, before she stopped: "Master is above, the True Martial Sword Immortal is here." ”

Fu Cailin didn't seem to hear Fu Junchang's words, he didn't react at all, and Fu Junchang was silent.

Lin Chen's face did not change in the slightest, looking at all this indifferently, Lin Chen didn't seem to be surprised by Fu Cailin's attitude at all, just waiting there lightly.

At this time, Lin Chen couldn't speak, if he was the first to speak, then he would lose for a while, just wait, he could afford to wait.

What's more, the Goryeo women in front of them are indeed charming in their Goryeo dialect to the sound of drums and singing in a minor key, and they will not be depressed even if they wait for a while.

Even if Fu Cailin was half-sitting and half-lying on Lin Chen's back, he couldn't see his size, but he could still give people an unusual feeling.

On his left and right are two vases, filled with unknown red flowers, making his whole portrait permeated with the atmosphere of early spring in the mountains. Even though he is half-lying on the carpet, it can still be seen that his skeleton is huge, but there is no slightest bloated attitude, and the white clothes on his body have an extraordinary majestic bearing, so that people dare not have a heart of contempt.

From Fu Cailin to the women, everyone is barefoot. It's a place of relaxation. Free and freehand. At the end of the song, the afterglow still lingers in the attic.

Fu Cailin was still closing his eyes and recuperating, but suddenly said: "What is life, who can answer me?" His deep voice was like a long wind that flowed into Lin Chen's ear drums.

Fu Cailin's question didn't seem to know who it was aimed at, but Lin Chen knew that Fu Cailin was asking himself.

And after Fu Cailin asked this question, several bright eyes, including Fu Junzhuo, threw at him. Needless to say, Fu Cailin was waiting for his answer.

Lin Chen was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Life is life!" ”

After Lin Chen felt that he had said the answer he understood, Fu Cailin's eyes suddenly opened, and everyone's eyes looked at Lin Chen in surprise.

What does this answer that is not an answer at all mean, these people all feel that Lin Chen has a taste of foolishness, but Lin Chen understands that Fu Cailin understands his answer, those who understand understand it, and those who don't understand it just don't understand. What is life? Life is just life.

After a long time, Fu Cailin asked again: "What is the meaning of life?" ”

Lin Chen said softly: "Life is meaningless. It's just that people's various pursuits give it meaning, and the pursuit is different. The meaning is different! ”

Fu Cailin said softly: "What is the meaning of Dao Chang's life? ”

Lin Chen said in a deep voice: "Ascend to the highest place of the martial arts!" ”

Fu Cailin was suddenly moved, silently half a sound, his eyes slightly closed, and finally said calmly: "Dao Chief, please sit, no formality!" ”

Lin Chen approached the pure white carpet, and at this time, Fu Junzhuo stepped forward and whispered: "After taking off your boots, you can find a seat and sit down, you don't need to be formal, you can be comfortable." ”

Lin Chen nodded, took off his shoes and stepped on the pure white carpet, then came to the opposite side of Fu Cailin, and found a place to sit down at random.

After sitting down, Lin Chen set his eyes on Fu Cailin, one of the three great masters in the world, Lin Chen, who had seen the Legend of the Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, although he couldn't remember most of the plots in it, but he still remembered that Fu Cailin's appearance didn't seem to be very good, but when he saw it at this time, Lin Chen was still stunned, because even if Fu Cailin's appearance was not handsome, he thought it wouldn't be bad, but seeing it at this time was completely beyond his imagination!

Looking at Fu Cailin Kuiwei's perfect back, listening to his beautiful voice full of strange charm and being able to make people willingly obey, coupled with the delicate appearance of all the beautiful women, no matter who he is, he will think that he has a face that is so heroic that there are no flaws, even if Lin Chen knows that his appearance is not good, he also thinks that his appearance is ordinary at least.

But the truth is just the opposite, Fu Cailin has a look that is by no means handsome, or even ordinary, but eccentric and ugly.

He had an unusually narrow face, all of which were flaws that no one wanted to have, more like a crowd in a heap, which made his forehead appear particularly high, his chin was slender and a little cumbersome, and the bridge of his nose was unusually tall and huge, making his eyes and mouth even more small in comparison.

At this time, he closed his eyes, as if listening to a certain fairy rhyme that only his magic ears could smell in the heavens and the earth.

Lin Chen was only stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and faced Fu Cailin with an indifferent face, without the slightest change in his expression.

Fu Cailin still didn't open his slender eyes that were deeply sunken and his eyelids were pulled, and said leisurely: "Do you like the fragrance of this agarwood?" ”

The aroma of agarwood rushed into his nose, bringing people a sense of calmness, Lin Chen nodded slightly.

Although Fu Cailin's eyes were closed, it seemed that he could see Lin Chen nodding, and after Lin Chen nodded, Fu Cailin sighed lightly and said: "The spice of agarwood comes from agarwood, the wood is heavy, the color is dark, and there are diseased parts, because it is full of resin, so the fragrance is rich. This kind of aromatic wood formed by the disease can take the form of a human or a beast, and the most precious is the black agarwood in the shape of a fairy. ”

Lin Chen felt something in his heart when he heard this, Fu Cailin has a completely imperfect and almost sick appearance, and the maid is the owner of this face, but he has created a perfect Yi swordsmanship, and pursues perfection in everything, just because of his own imperfection!

Lin Chen suddenly had a feeling in his heart, it seemed that if Fu Cailin opened his eyes, his appearance would definitely change, and vaguely, Lin Chen remembered that it seemed to be really like this in the original book.

Lin Chen didn't speak, and Fu Cailin didn't speak after saying that sentence just now, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

Fu Junyan looked at this guy who didn't care about her master with a look of disgust.

After a long time, Fu Cailin took the lead and said, "What is the Daoist thinking about?" ”

Lin Chen's eyes stared at Fu Cailin's face, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm wondering what Master Fu looks like!" ”

"Oh!" Fu Cailin said with some surprise: "Haven't you seen it now?" ”

Lin Chen shook his head and said, "What you see is not necessarily the real thing!" ”

Fu Cailin was suddenly moved, and finally opened his eyes to look at Lin Chen. (To be continued.) )