At this moment, Lin Jianlan seems to be able to suddenly understand why Cao Shujian insists on being the enemy of Lin Longqing, he is very intelligent, superb in martial arts, and has deep wisdom, and his talent and bearing are among the top, if there is no Lin Longqing in front, he will be the leader of the martial arts sooner or later, but in the end he can only choose a path to go against the grain, but he ends up in love with his children. QΒ５、cｏｍ\\

Cao Yinyin still looked at all this expressionlessly, and gently bowed his head to Sha Qingchen, who quickly chased after Lin Hongfeng and quickly pointed at her in a few key points and hugged her. Lin Jianlan knew at this time that Cao Yinyin had no intention of stopping him just now, and he didn't know what to say, although he couldn't guess her thoughts, but in one day, his father died and his mother went crazy, how similar it was to what he experienced in the dungeon that day, it should be extremely uncomfortable, but her usual temperament was not allowed to be easily revealed.

Thinking of this, Lin Jianlan silently put her hand in the palm of her hand and said, "You...... Don't be too upset, and me. ”

Cao Yinyin watched Sha Qingchen digging the tomb with his sword, and said, "He is already dead in my heart." Even if it's my mother, isn't she like this for a long time, in addition to nostalgia for old love, it is revenge every day. I have repaid him by stopping you twice for him. ”

Lin Jianlan said: "I know that one time is because of Ding Shui, and the other time, is it to repay him for giving birth to you?"

Cao Yinyin said: "Is it a credit to give birth to me? It may be just a temporary joy for him, but it is my mother who suffers." I stopped him for the second time because on the night of the decisive battle with Wei Suxin, he found a gap and put my mother in the flowers......"

Lin Jianlan nodded and said secretly: "Uncle Qing has always been reluctant to kill him with his own hands, just because he still has some affection for his aunt. "Since Daddy Lin ran away, I'm afraid I've been inquiring near the imperial capital, and there has been no conclusive news over the years, and the leakage of the identity of "Guanshi Moyu" is probably because he finally couldn't let go of his worries about Lin Hongfeng and took risks and was suspected by Uncle Qing. Cao Shujian's appearance and bearing are not inferior to Yun Mengzhi, since he came to the Imperial Kou Division, Wu Zetian has asked several times to see his true appearance, but he has never been able to see him, if it were not for Lin Hongfeng's single-mindedness, I am afraid that he would have already done "the first in the world". Thinking of this, Lin Jianlan sighed softly, I don't know if there must be something hateful about poor people, or something that hateful people must be sympathetic, in short, he hated him incomparably for the person of "Guanshi Moyu", and was full of indescribable emotion.

Sha Qingchen had dug two deep pits, Lin Jianlan carefully picked up Lin Longqing's body and put it inside, put the long sword on his side, recalling that many years ago under the big pear tree, when he accompanied Lin Longqing to bury the sword, the night was cold and the fireworks were messy, and he also helped push the soil into the pit one after another. Lin Jianlan closed his eyes and couldn't bear to see Lin Longqing's face covered by the sand, and with a blow of the palm wind, the deep pit was instantly filled.

Lin Jianlan got up, sighed, looked back, and saw Cao Yinyin also standing in front of Cao Shujian's tomb, staring at him. Cao Yinyin walked to him silently, took his hand and stared at the two hastily completed tombs for a long time, Lin Jianlan could feel the temperature from her palm, as well as the hidden worries and worries that clenched from time to time, so he also clenched in response, and said softly again: "And me." Although he wanted to comfort Cao Yinyin, but at the moment, time did not allow him to delay like this, Wan Xiu had not woken up, his breath was intermittent, and what was even more worrying was that he didn't know if this was the "Luo Hai" written by Lin Xiaoyu, and he didn't know when and where it would be, maybe he would meet Wei Suxin.

Aiman was relieved of the acupuncture point, looking at the deep blue water in the great lake, and the dark black broken city wall near and far, he had long forgotten the thrill of Fang Cai, and was busy inquiring around. The others were also attracted by the sight in the morning light, and excitedly wandered through the ruins.

Lin Jianlan gently unfolded the paper scroll in his hand, on which was the rubbing he took away on Lin Xiaoyu's table, sometimes silently reciting in his mouth, sometimes looking at Aiman, knowing that it was useless to ask him again. In the songs handed down by their people, "Lugbol" is a city taken away by the gods, and the gods will not leave treasures in the mortal world, let alone the artificially built walled houses in front of them. To be able to accumulate the wealth of the "enemy country" is not a race, I am afraid that it is a country that has never heard of it, "Luo Hai" really exists in this desert, and also exists in the long stream of history that he does not know. This treasure hunt is the end of the journey, and if it is not, there is no other hope.

Lin Jianlan took a deep breath, stood up, shouted them all together, and said, "There are more than a dozen poplar forests scattered here, large and small, please help me to see, where the jungle happens to be eighteen poplars!"

After a while, everyone came back, and reported it, but none of them were eighteen, Lin Jianlan's heart was cold, among them, no one knew the love poem engraved on the half of the jade pendant, let alone the implicit words, so there was no need to deliberately report the wrong number, and now Lin Jianlan couldn't say anything questioning, so he had to say: "Rest for a while, I'll walk around." ”

Everyone knew that Lin Jianlan's emotional ups and downs must be related to the huge treasure, and they saw him lead the black donkey, turn over, and run towards the ruined city wall and poplar forest.

Lin Jianlan removed the ones that looked like the trunks were thinner and didn't seem to have many years of growth, and checked them repeatedly, as they said, none of them happened to be eighteen trees, and his heart was completely desperate, and the only consolation was that he was afraid that Wei Suxin would not be able to find it, isn't this the meaning of this trip?

"Isn't it that if I hadn't been so persistent in coming to the desert, the ending wouldn't have been worse......"

Lin Jianlan unconsciously asked himself, but he almost hit the wall with the donkey, the black donkey hissed, he hurried down, and saw that there were large pieces of gravel and bricks under his feet, and one of its hooves was stuck in the broken bricks. Lin Jianlan cleared the obstacle under his feet, and it let out another chirp with satisfaction, Lin Jianlan couldn't help but smile and clapped his hands, and was about to take it away from this piece of rubble, but he was stunned.

His hands were full of black ash, he thought that this was the true color of the city wall, but it could be erased, Lin Jianlan turned over a few pieces in a row, all like this, after he wiped the bricks revealed their original earthy yellow color, he hurriedly took a piece in his hand, ran back to the side of the lake, took the bricks to Aiman and said, "What's going on?"

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