People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

Liuxian Teahouse.

Jianxin was wearing a tight Taoist robe that outlined her graceful curves. She was sitting upright in front of the tea table waiting.

When she saw Ling An appear, she couldn't help but stand up and exclaimed, "Ling An!"

Ling An lazily jumped onto the tea table and lay down very naturally.

He had no reason to be restrained when getting along with Jianxin. Chaomei and the others were still looking for clues about the Black Coast, so he was happy to have some free time.

However, he and Jianxin had only spent a short time together outside the city, so he didn't know what she wanted to do with him this time.

"Are you looking for me?" Ling An pressed the switch.

Jianxin nodded, looking expectant: "Yes, Xiaodao and Chixia Patrol Officer asked about you, but I didn't expect you to actually come!"

"Thank you last time," she said sincerely.

"Last time?"

Ling An looked up and thought, Jianxin should be referring to the time when the exiles outside the city dismantled the reconnaissance tower.

But that time seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he looked at Jianxin in confusion.

Jianxin slowly said, "Later, I left the military camp and met the red-haired girl on my way back."

"Dan Jin." Ling An added.

"That's right, Miss Danjin. I heard her gossip and learned that you two knew each other. It's possible that she agreed to help escort the exiles back to Jinzhou because of you."

Ling An fell into deep thought after hearing this, although it seemed to be true.

But even if Jianxin didn't bother Danjin, Danjin would "help" when he saw the exiles.

Later, that group of exiles should have been dealt with by Dan Jin, right?

Ling An looked at Jian Xin curiously and asked, "What happened next?"

Jianxin smiled and said, "I have asked Miss Danjin, and she said that she has sent the exiles back home, and they should be living happily now!"

"Uh..." Ling An looked at Jian Xin's smile, not knowing whether he should expose it.

After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't bear to say it out loud.

I think those exiles should be quite happy now, as they have all opened new accounts.

I don’t want to be an exile in my next life, and even if I do, I don’t want to meet Dan Jin.

"So why are you looking for me this time?" Ling An got to the point. If he just wanted to express his gratitude, there was no need to find Chi Xia specifically to inquire about his whereabouts.

Sure enough, Jianxin stood up straight, bowed with one hand, and said solemnly:

"Patrol Officer Ling An, I came to you this time to ask for your advice!"

"Ask for advice?" Ling An looked puzzled. Could it be that Jian Xin wanted to challenge him to a duel?

He glanced around the teahouse and realized that if a fight really broke out, there would be more than enough space for him to demolish.

"Yes, I have heard of your reputation these days. Since I came down from the mountain, I have experienced the world, but I have not made any progress. So I want to learn from you. I think I will gain something. I hope I am not disturbing you."

It turned out to be experience, Ling An felt relieved.

That’s right, Jianxin doesn’t look like such a violent person.

He flipped the switch and said, "I'm just a cat."

Jian Xin shook his head, his face solemn: "Before I went down the mountain, my master once said that all things have spirits, not just humans, a cloud or a blade of grass can be a teacher."

She looked at Ling An with a determined look: "Not to mention you, Patrol Officer Ling An!"

Ling An looked at her, and her eyes revealed an incomparable determination.

After thinking for a moment, Ling An nodded in agreement.

There's no way, Jianxin wants to improve so much.

"Thank you very much." Jianxin showed a happy expression on his face and bowed.

She guided Ling An to an open space at the back door of the teahouse, where there were rows of wooden pillars.

"I am good at using fists and feet. In the past, one punch could move six pillars."

As she spoke, she circulated her Qi through a large circle, threw a punch, and the Qi rushed forward.

It knocked down six pillars before stopping.

Jianxin calmed down and looked at Ling An.

Ling An looked at the pillars in the venue. Jianxin's practice method was indeed good.

There is a certain distance between each row of pillars, and the Qi force must not only be long enough, but also be able to knock down the pillars.

Not only can you exercise your strength, but you can also practice how to control your strength.

Ling An looked at her: "I'm not very good at teaching."

He told the truth. Judging from Jianxin's previous technique, she had a solid foundation. The only thing she lacked was strength.

But Ling An couldn't pass his power to her.

Jianxin bowed and said, "It's okay. I just want to hear your opinion."

Hearing this, Ling An fell into thought.

Since Jianxin asked him to do so, he had no choice but to find another way.

"Do you have any other special abilities?"

"Special ability?" Jian Xin asked curiously, "Does this count?"

She stretched out her hand, pulled a very long hair from the top of her head, and actually started to play it.

Ling An was stunned and said quickly: "Stop! Stop! Stop!"

not like this.

Jianxin's face flushed a little. In her spare time, she had practiced the ability to play music using her aho-man hair, and she thought Ling An wanted to hear this.

Ling An sighed helplessly, and suddenly inspiration came to his mind.

He said seriously: "I know, your problem is self-confidence!"

"Confidence?" Jianxin looked puzzled.

"That's right." Ling An affirmed.

Jianxin went down the mountain to gain experience, but he was too simple and modest by nature, so he always put himself in a lower position.

This is not good.

Of course, the strong must be confident!

Looking at all the strong people he knew, all of them were extremely confident in their own strength.

Jianxin is a cultivator. According to Ling An's vision and experience, cultivating Taoism means cultivating the mind. How can one exert his full strength if his mind is not firm?

Upon hearing this, Jian Xin hurriedly asked, "How do you make up for the lack of confidence in Xiao Dao?"

Ling An grinned, recalling Jian Xin's actions just now, and he had an idea.

"Some resonators will have their own lines when fighting. This is the help of sound! This is the embodiment of strength and confidence!"

"Wait a moment, I'll prepare something for you." Ling An said, and went into the alley next to Liuxian Teahouse.

Jianxin stood there with a curious look on his face, not knowing what he was tinkering with.

Not long after, Ling An came back with a confident look on his face.

The audio component of his gourd is more than just releasing audio. Real-time storage of audio is also an important function.

He jumped onto Jianxin's shoulder and said, "Next, you continue to use your luck and follow my instructions."

Jianxin nodded firmly: "Okay."

She began to gather her energy again, sweeping her hands in front of her body, creating waves of energy.

Ling An pointed his claws and pressed the audio switch on the gourd.

A burst of powerful music suddenly sounded:

"I have drunk a thousand cups of wine and still not get drunk... let alone the autumn wind and rain..."

Jianxin had closed his eyes at this time, feeling the flow of sound and air.

The next second, Ling An's command came to my ears: "Let you fly!"

Jianxin shouted softly, with his hands raised up and down: "Fly!"

The energy rushed out with a roar, knocking down one pillar after another.

Even after knocking down the sixth one, it did not stop and pounced on the seventh one.

Click!

The energy dissipated, and a crack appeared on the seventh pillar.

Jianxin looked at Ling An with surprise on his face.

"Huh?" Ling An had disappeared from her shoulder.

Just as she was wondering, Ling An appeared on the roof of Liuxian Teahouse:

"Fuck, I flew too."