Chapter 56: Confidant (Thanks to Al Livy for being the leader of this book)

In the summers, the status of women is generally relatively low.

Even if you are a martial artist at a low level.

Unless it is said that the transcendent has entered the sainthood, when he arrives in Qizang, that is, no matter where the hero comes from, can he be regarded as truly completing the promotion in the big society of Zhuxia, and will no longer be dragged down and entangled by various factors. But how difficult it is, just relying on martial arts to move from mortals to enlightenment step by step, it is impossible to do it without great perseverance in the past few decades.

Recently, the aura has begun to recover, and the environment of heaven and earth has been much relaxed.

Even so.

The blood and qi are in a net, the upper brain and the lower yin, and I don't know how many martial artists have been blocked, so I can only grind slowly.

Lian Su Niang is one of these sentient beings, she doesn't feel how special she is, she just thinks that there are 108,000 winds in the world, and there is always one of them, which can fill her dreams.

She's just ......

I don't want to be forced to do things I don't like, and I want to accept a life that has been fixed and you can see the bottom at a glance. Especially Zhuxia is so vast and exciting, she has to take a good walk in order to live up to this world.

In the martial arts hall, she is like the pearl of everyone's palm.

No matter what she does, there will always be someone who will tolerate her unconditionally, and they will not really see her as a friend who can talk to her, even if it is her brothers.

Because of this, she wants to be a heroine.

can be happy with enmity, light sword and fast horse, taken seriously, and truly take her words to heart. It was only after going out to find grievances that Lian Su Niang realized that even if she left the martial arts hall, there was not much difference between the outside world and the martial arts hall, and she felt that it was too late after realizing this, and she couldn't leave the dream or two.

All too late, perhaps just in time.

Wu Mourning appeared just in time.

Although she is silent on weekdays, Lian Suniang can still delicately perceive that this young man who seems to be a passerby actually has some feelings of not knowing how to say it, in short, when he is with him, he will unconsciously relax, as if he is no different from him.

That's probably it.

After a simple contact, Lian Suniang regarded Wu Mourning as a friend.

The market is long and alley, gathered is fireworks, spread out is the world.

The fireworks in Yushan are so prosperous and varied, the two have not finished walking for so long, Wu Mourning has played a good role as a friend and listener, so that the little sister who walked in front of her forgot her troubles, sorted out her emotions, sorted out her life, and her bright eyes were precipitated heroic charm.

Words are better than a thousand words.

Eventually, the two walked through the market.

"Thank you."

Lian Suniang thanked her softly, maybe she didn't realize until this time that she just needed someone to listen to her heart. When I say it, I feel much more comfortable, and I won't suddenly explode like I have hysteria.

"Senior sister, you cover me, and I will help you." Wu Mourning's eyes are clear and free of impurities. "Forget the worries in the building, what I said, please remember it, if you need it, Xinzhuo will help you."

"Okay."

This time, Lian Suniang didn't shirk again, she just said a good word, but she was heroic, and she didn't seem to need these anymore.

Wu Mourning's eyes condensed slightly.

In his eyes, Lian Su Niang's originally scattered and free qi and blood were condensed for a few points after responding, and he had the intention of breaking the switch and making great progress, and he must be able to cultivate it soon. He was a little curious, why he was able to see so accurately, could it be that his Hidden Treasure was being revealed?

On the way back to the martial arts hall.

Lian Suniang didn't say anything more, but her pace became obviously brisk.

She didn't even notice that after the depression in her heart was swept away, the whole person became more agile and active, like a natural elf, Zhong Lingyuxiu seemed to have a good aura from between her eyebrows. is indeed a good-looking person, Wu Mian couldn't help but look at it twice.

Seeing that he looked at himself twice, even the last trace of unhappiness in Su Niang's heart dissipated, and she jumped in front of Wu Mourning and patted his head, then ran away with a smile.

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【Later Song Dynasty Artifact Collection】

This is a miscellaneous book, although it is destined to be a collection of artifacts in the Later Song Dynasty, but in fact the content includes the doctrine of grain artifacts of several dynasties. For Wu Mourning, there is a lack of boring history books, so it is just time to flip through this book to relieve boredom.

His attitude towards reading made Mei Fuzi like it very much.

Mei picks the stars, and the word Yuheng is on the table.

It is the teacher of Yushan Academy, and he is also the master who mentioned martial arts mourning before, and the two have met many times in the library, and they often talk about each other, and they can talk together.

And Wu Mourning was also after a few contacts.

Keenly aware of Mei Fuzi's body, there is a spring breeze, thought-provoking righteousness, although the other party is not a martial artist, but there is a miracle in the body, it is also good to make friends. And Mei Jiexing also seemed to notice the majestic blood under Wu Mourning's thin appearance, and since they talked about it, they made friends.

Mei Jiexing is the gentleman in charge of teaching the history of the Later Song Dynasty at Yushan College.

There are basically few students who choose his course, they are really out of class, or they have to make up credits to come over, and Mei Jiexing is very strict, and there is no teacher-student affection in the exam papers, so he got a nickname of Mei Baogong among the students.

Mei Jiexing, who has a very high spirit, is dismissive of this.

It's just that I can't help but sigh in my heart, the huge Yushan Academy, there is not a single student who likes the history of the Later Song Dynasty, although the history of the Later Song Dynasty is indeed complicated, but isn't this the fun of restoring history step by step?

Those rotten wood, stubborn stones, plum picks stars, and they feel that they are really unteachable!

Especially after meeting Wu Mourning.

It's a pity that Wu Mourning is not a student of Yushan Academy, but it doesn't matter if he is not a student, it is also convenient for him to do what he wants to do next.

On this day, Mei picked up a star and took something to find Wu Mourning.

He glanced at the Hou Song artifacts and blurted out without thinking.

"This is a broken porcelain depicting the Tang Dynasty pattern, entangled branches and grass, it should be coiled around the dragon, but unfortunately it is broken."

"Good reading." Mei Jiexing nodded in satisfaction.

Then he pushed the broken porcelain piece in front of Wu Mourning, and traces of water erosion were faintly visible on the broken porcelain.

"Xinzhuo, can you have the intention of going on a field trip in two days?"

"Huh?" Wu mourning was puzzled.

"A few friends and I found out about the origin of this broken porcelain, you are looking for horizontal knife information, Tang knife includes horizontal knife. If you are willing to go together, with your martial arts cultivation, you may be able to harvest a horizontal sword. Mei Jiexing smiled elegantly and shook the fan in her hand.

"Master Mei knows me so well and trusts me?"

"People are like mirrors, they can reflect their true faces."

Mei Jiexing's body was proud, and a heroic thought suddenly pointed at Wu Mourning!

Wu Mourning's eyes were full of anger, and his blood was like a furnace, and he instantly forced back this thought!

The two of them looked at each other, and they both smiled in unison, which was a smile that judged each other's strength correctly, and it was also a friendly smile for those who could cooperate on an equal footing.