Ai Chen helped Luo Sisi to Luojia Village, and along the way, he went out day and night, avoiding the pursuit of the Cao Gang.

Ai Chen stood at the top of the mountain and said excitedly: "I saw Luojia Village, and I will arrive after going down the mountain." The two quickened their pace and returned to Luojia Village, and people happily: "Just now Lin Weiyin and Luo Zhengding also came back." ”

Village Chief Luo's family is grateful to Lin Weiyin and Ai Chen for their help, Lin Weiyin: "You are all upright people, we are all friends, and it is what we should do to help each other." ”

Ai Chen sighed and said, "Luo Sisi and Luo Zhengding are both seriously injured, you should cultivate well." ”

At Village Chief Luo's house, Lin Weiyin and Ai Chen met again, "Let's go back to the Rose Inn!" Lin Weiyin and Ai Chen walked on the way home. Lin Weiyin chattered about what had happened in the past few days and asked Ai Chen if everything was okay.

Ai Chen glanced at her gently, smiled and said, "Everything is fine, there are no major problems." His voice was warm and calm, as if a fresh breeze was blowing through Lin Weiyin's heart, making her feel at ease.

Lin Weiyin's pace slowed down a little, she stared at Ai Chen's slightly ruddy face, and said softly: "You have been working hard these days, are you tired?" ”

Ai Chen smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "No, everything is fine." I'm just worried about you. ”

Lin Weiyin's heart swelled with an inexplicable warmth, and she looked at Ai Chen gratefully, knowing that he was working hard for her every day. Although she often confided her emotions and troubles to Ai Chen, he always listened and supported her without regrets.

Lin Weiyin panted, looking at Ai Chen's sweat-soaked forehead, her heart was full of admiration. "You've been so good this time!" She praised.

Ai Chen smiled and stroked Lin Weiyin's hair. He said gently, "It's just because your presence makes me stronger." We're invincible, aren't we? ”

Lin Weiyin took out something from her sleeve, "Ai Chen, I got a second-level superpower grass." Ai Chen: "Oh, I'll cook it for you tomorrow." ”

Ai Chen loves Lin Weiyin deeply and takes care of all her needs every day. The next day, Ai Chen got up, carefully cleaned the second-level superpower grass, and then grinded it into powder. He took Lin Weiyin's favorite rose flower as a base, added herbal powder, and boiled it with the purest water. During the whole process, he recalled the legendary secrets about the second-level superpowers, and hoped that Lin Weiyin could successfully use them.

Finally, a clear cup of herbal soup is complete. Ai Chen handed it to Lin Weiyin with his own hand, and said gently: "Weiyin, this is what I have prepared for you, I hope you can open a new realm." ”

Lin Weiyin took the water glass, her eyes full of anticipation and excitement. She took a sip, then closed her eyes and focused on the glass with her inner sense.

However, no matter how hard she tried, the second-level superpower still didn't touch. Lin Weiyin put down the water glass with some disappointment, Ai Chen walked up to her and asked with concern, "How is it, Weiyin?" Did you feel anything? ”

Lin Weiyin shook her head and said with a wry smile: "I have tried many times, but I have not succeeded. ”

After some preparation, Lin Weiyin took a deep breath and felt the power of the herbs penetrate into her body. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the exercises she had learned.

However, she tried various movements and breathing techniques, but was unable to translate the power of the herbs into her own. The frustration in my heart gradually spread.

Ai Chen saw Lin Weiyin's frustration, he walked up to her and comforted her softly: "Don't be discouraged, it may be that you haven't understood the gist yet." ”

In a quaint inn in Herb Town, the sun shines through the window lattice, creating a tranquil atmosphere. In the hall of the inn, an old man in his sixties was sitting at a table, playing a black and white chessboard.

The old man was dressed in a plain cloth robe, and there was a trace of unfathomable brilliance between his eyebrows. He was the messenger of the inn's admonition, and people respectfully called him the "chess master". He has been playing against Wang Jincai, the leader of the horse gang, for several hours, and Wang Jincai is also a well-known martial arts master in the rivers and lakes.

The situation on the chessboard has been nearly 100 rounds, and the chess pieces of both sides are dense and criss-crossed. The other guests and staff in the inn had already gathered around and watched the battle.

The old man broke the silence and spoke impassionedly: "Brother Wang, I have heard about the chaos in the rivers and lakes recently, and it seems that you are determined to participate in it. However, there are many sinisters in the rivers and lakes, have you ever wondered what your real motives are? ”

Wang Jincai stroked his beard and smiled, with a bit of pride in his tone: "Chess Saint, you misunderstood me. The rivers and lakes are a land of strife, and how can such a belligerent place not have ambition? Although I am the leader of the caravan, I hope to be able to use the power in my hands to bring justice to the helpless and weak. ”

The chess saint smiled slightly, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes: "Brother Wang, I understand your intentions. Although the rivers and lakes are dangerous, it is precisely because of people like you who dare to stand up regardless of personal gains and losses that we can protect those in need. ”

The chess game between the two gradually came to an end, and the entire inn seemed to fall into a solemn atmosphere. The chess saint suddenly spoke, and his voice seemed to come from ancient times: "Brother Wang, I have heard of a legendary herb called 'Yisheng Cao', which is said to have a hundred years of life and invincible strength as long as you take one tablet. However, this herb has always been a secret and few people know about it. ”

Wang Jincai's face showed a hint of surprise, and his eyes looked at the chess saint: "Yishen grass? Can you ask the chess master, where exactly does this herb exist? ”

The chess saint glanced at Wang Jincai deeply, and his expression was solemn: "Yishen grass is not an extraordinary product, it is rumored to only grow between the roots of a century-old pine, and such an ancient pine is now difficult to find. However, I know that there are a few beneficial herbs in Piaoxiangtang. You have to figure out if you really need this herb or if you have something else in mind. ”

Wang Jincai was silent, the firmness and hesitation on his face intertwined. He never imagined that such an opportunity would appear in front of him. He thought of those who needed his protection, and a nameless excitement arose in his heart.

"Chess Master, I thank you for reminding me. I decided to look for this herb after everything was calm, but not for myself, but for the weak, for the sake of the young and innocent. I will use them to protect this land of blood and justice. ”

The messenger of exhortation nodded and smiled, and turned to leave. The hall of the inn returned to its former tranquility, and the table was filled with the unfinished game of chess.