I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

In Yanshan City, in a dark room in the basement of a thatched cottage in the outer city.

"Useless, the team from Prince Yan's Mansion has already arrived at the city gate. The person you are looking for does things this way."

The man hiding in the black cloak angrily smashed the table in front of him, his tone filled with anger.

The person next to him knelt on the ground tremblingly, not daring to utter a word.

"Sir, why are you so angry? We have lost contact with the twenty third-level soldiers and one branch leader we sent out, and we have suffered heavy losses."

A masked woman walked out of the darkness, her eyes full of affection, her voice soft and charming, and her tone filled with anger.

When the cloaked man saw the woman appear, a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, and his voice became calm.

"I've said before that Pastor Li inherited the old immortal from Qingfeng Temple. Except for the current abbot of Qingfeng Temple, even the Taoist priests in Qingfeng Temple have never seen him. We don't have any information about him, so don't be careless."

Upon hearing this, the masked woman stared at the cloaked man with her seductive eyes and said in a wronged tone:

"Li Mu is just a young boy. The leader of this group is already a Level 2 leader, and his subordinates are also proficient in combined attack techniques. I don't quite understand how Li Mu survived."

The cloaked man turned around, his back to the masked woman, no longer looking at her:

"It's no use saying this. What are you going to do next? You took my money but didn't get the job done. Are you going to treat me like that?"

The cloaked man paused, coughed lightly, and continued:

"Think I'm easy to talk to."

The charm in the masked woman's eyes faded, but her tone remained the same, "If the hard way doesn't work, try the soft way."

----

The setting sun is slanting down, ten miles outside Yanshan City.

In the magnificent carriage.

Just as Li Mu was thinking about how to show off his masculine charm and see if he could become a disciple, Li Ling'er suddenly spoke up:

"When we get back to the palace, you should pretend to be sick and stay in the house for a while. We will discuss this and make sure there are no omissions. Take this."

After saying that, Li Linger handed two ancient bamboo slips to Li Mu.

Li Mu looked at the bamboo slips full of traces of time and opened them curiously.

Suddenly his face was filled with embarrassment.

The densely packed small characters and meaningless pictures on the bamboo slips make it look like they must be something very powerful.

Unfortunately, he didn't know a single word, and complained in his heart,

"Shouldn't time travel be written in Chinese characters? I don't have any memories of my previous life. It's over, it's over. Just now, this little girl's eyes were full of contempt. Now my illiteracy is confirmed."

Li Mu looked at Li Ling'er awkwardly, giving her a silly smile that he thought was very honest.

"Lady, I think my brain is injured, this..."

Li Mu hesitated, not really figuring out how to express his illiterate status reasonably and politely.

Unexpectedly, Li Ling'er interrupted him:

"You can't read, right? That's okay, not surprising."

Li Ling'er didn't have much hope for Li Mu in the first place, so she just gave in and was not that angry.

"I will find someone to teach you how to read later. If you can't learn, you won't have food to eat."

Li Ling'er spoke calmly and said threats that were not very scary.

Li Mu looked at the bamboo slips in his hand and asked curiously:

"Is this a martial arts secret manual?"

Li Ling'er was also stunned when she heard this. She looked at the bamboo slips in Li Mu's hand and became curious. She snatched the bamboo slips and started reading them herself.

Seeing that Li Ling'er had no intention of teaching him, Li Mu made up his mind and carefully poked Li Ling'er's shoulder with his finger.

"Lady, this..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Ling'er interrupted him impatiently,

"Don't call me heroine anymore. Call me sister. No! Call me Ling'er. Call me Ling'er. Listen carefully."

"Okay, Sister Ling'er, you can just look at it yourself, or..."

When Li Ling'er heard the call of "Sister Ling'er", she shuddered, thought for a moment, and then read out the contents on the bamboo slips.

The bamboo slips record a set of sword techniques called Hidden Sword Technique, which is divided into two parts: mind technique and moves.

Li Linger quickly finished reading the part about the inner skills, and felt it was mediocre. She didn't practice inner skills herself, so she ignored it.

Then he thought of the moves, so he stood up, held the bamboo slips in one hand, put his fingers together with the other, and started to demonstrate simply.

Obviously, although the space inside the car is large, it is not enough for full use. After Li Linger made a few simple gestures, she lost interest.

Although the Xing Dynasty advocated martial arts, the classification was very sloppy. Weapons, physique, and internal martial arts all had their own strengths.

Among them, each is divided into four stages, the fourth stage is the entry level, and the first stage is the peak.

People who practice weapons usually choose physique or internal strength as auxiliary. If the weapon is cultivated to the second level, and the physique is still at the third level, then the higher second level will be regarded as one's martial arts realm.

However, although there are many first-level warriors who practice the two skills, in the past hundred years, there has never been anyone who has practiced all three skills to the pinnacle.

Li Linger glanced at Li Mu, who was staring at her in a daze, with contempt in her eyes.

Then he knelt down gracefully at the table, picked up another bamboo slip and began to read it quickly.

The bamboo slips recorded a technique of divination. The content was simple and not as obscure as the legend said. However, when Li Linger finished reading the latter part and tried to recall the previous content, she could not remember it at all.

Li Ling'er read it several times and found it was the same. She felt annoyed and quickly lost interest. She just wanted to finish reading it quickly.

"Gone?"

As soon as Li Ling'er finished speaking, Li Mu asked anxiously.

At this moment, Li Linger's beautiful eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, her lips were slightly pouting, and there was a faint blush on her face.

Hearing Li Mu's question, she slammed the bamboo slips on the table and pressed her little hand on them.

He stared at Li Mu fiercely and said word by word: "No more!"

Seeing this scene, Li Mu snatched the bamboo slips and muttered:

"No way. Let me see."

Then he subconsciously lowered his head to look at the bamboo slips, and an embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face. As he looked at the small characters that he didn't recognize, the golden light in his eyes slowly faded.

Li Linger looked at her empty hands in surprise, then looked at Li Mu who was staring at the bamboo slips seriously. She hesitated for a moment but said nothing.

At this moment, Li Mu's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

He whispered, "The past cannot be changed, the present is happening, and the future does not exist."

The last few words on the bamboo slips were clearly engraved in Chinese characters.

Li Mu searched the bamboo slips carefully several times but did not find any other Chinese characters. He rolled up the bamboo slips unwillingly.

Suddenly, Li Mu's mind moved, and he looked at the side of the bamboo slips.

"Sure enough, there are words!"

After a moment, the smile on Li Mu's lips turned into anger again.

"'To be continued'? What do you mean, is this divination still a serial?"

"Can you understand?"

Li Linger's anxious voice rang in Li Mu's ears.

Li Mu was annoyed and replied casually: "This ghost can understand."

Li Linger narrowed her eyes slowly, then stood up and punched Li Mu in the stomach.

Seeing Li Mu grinning and sweat on his forehead, he nodded slightly and said:

"If you're injured, at least look injured."

"Sister Ling'er, we're home!"

At this time, Ying Yu's voice was heard from outside the carriage.

Li Mu recognized that it was the girl holding the sledgehammer and knew that they had arrived at the palace, but he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Let's go."

Li Linger put away the teasing expression she had shown to Li Mu, her face remained calm and her voice was flat.

As soon as I got off the carriage, I saw a group of maids and servants kneeling down and saying in unison:

"Welcome back to the mansion, Second Young Master!"

Li Mu looked up and saw three large characters written on the plaque above his head. Even though he didn't recognize them, he thought this must be the Prince of Yan's Palace.

At this moment, Li Mu suddenly felt a flash before his eyes, and then his mind went blank.

Before Li Mu could wonder, a picture appeared in his mind.

I was like a passerby, watching everything in the picture from a third-person perspective.

In the picture, he was walking in a long corridor with a cute girl he didn't know.

Then the screen flashed.

Just as the two walked out of the corridor, a tile suddenly fell from above and hit them on the head.

Li Mu in the picture stretched out his hand to block it, but the tile scratched the back of Li Mu's hand and blood flowed out.

Li Mu frowned and looked at the rooftop in the distance. A graceful white figure flashed before Li Mu's eyes.

Then the picture faded like mist until it disappeared completely.