You are not allowed to become a demon through books

He went forward and handed the boat money to the shirtless man. The man accepted the money, rolled Jiang Ling's eyes unhappily, walked around to the back of the house, and pushed out the boat covered by big palm leaves.

Lu Zhuoyang's eyes fell on the man, but he leaned into Jiang Ling's ear and asked in a low voice, "How do you know he has a boat?"

Jiang Ling said: "Didn't he say it himself? The boats of other people in the village have been sold."

Lu Zhuoyang suddenly said: "He didn't sell his own." After another thought, he said, "Judging from his tone, he is unwilling to sell the boat. How did you convince him?"

Jiang Ling said: "Simple. I told him that if he doesn't sell the boat, his house will be burned down."

Lu Zhuoyang: "...Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Ling said: "I'm not joking. It's just to scare him."

Strong selling and strong buying, this is...

People who live in the sea are very strong, and a shirtless man can drag the boat into the sea by himself, but Lu Zhuoyang was embarrassed to stand there and stepped forward to give him a hand.

Although the man didn't say anything, his face softened a little. While pushing the boat into the water, he said to Lu Zhuoyang: "Is the fairy official going to the Ice Island? There are old people in the village who have been there when they were young, and they often talk about it. There is a world of ice and snow up there, not to mention magic medicine, there is not even a single weed. The fairy officials insist on going, so don't have too much hope."

Lu Zhuoyang helped push the boat. When the hull entered the sea, his center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell into it.Jiang Ling's eyes were sharp and his hand quickly pulled him, and then he gained a firm foothold on the shore.

"I just went up to watch the excitement." Lu Zhuoyang smiled and said, "Even if there is a magic pill, it's not my turn."

"You are really strange." The shirtless man jumped into the boat, swayed from side to side to check it, and said, "There is no problem with the boat. How about it, three times the price is considered as a deposit. If you come back from the island and come to me, this boat will be considered as a deposit." How about borrowing at the market price?"

"Oh." Lu Zhuoyang responded, but he couldn't tell that this person was still obsessed with the boat.

The shirtless man told Yun Yun again not to damage it, and then continued to dry his fishing nets.

Lu Zhuoyang climbed onto the boat with hands and feet, touched the sideboard, and then touched the oars. The hull swayed violently. He was a little curious and a little nervous.

Jiang Ling put his hands on the side of the boat and said, "I'm going back to the sect to return to my order, you can do it yourself."

Lu Zhuoyang felt a little disappointed with such a thick thigh, and waved his hand to say goodbye: "Bon voyage."

Jiang Ling hummed, turned and left.

He walked neatly, Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and stopped him: "Wait, wait a minute!"

Jiang Ling lifted the scabbard with his backhand and knocked on the back of his hand, saying, "What's the matter?"

Lu Zhuoyang withdrew his hand, rubbed his teeth, and said, "Can you make me a paper crane for sending messages? I'll send a letter to the sect."

This request is not too much, Jiang Ling said: "Then why don't you write it quickly?"

"Oh, okay!" Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly took out the pen and paper, knelt down on the bow of the boat, his handsome face was tangled up, but he turned his wrists, and he couldn't write for a long time.

Jiang Ling said impatiently: "You should move faster."

With a bitter expression on his face, Lu Zhuoyang handed over the pen and said, "My handwriting is ugly, can you write it for me?" This is of course a lie. Not only is his handwriting ugly, but more importantly, he can't write ancient Chinese characters.

Jiang Ling snatched the pen angrily, smoothed the paper, raised the pen and asked, "What's the content?"

Lu Zhuoyang scratched his head and scratched his cheeks, and said: "Head up and write Master Mingxin personally. The content is written: Senior Brother Fang went to Bingji Island alone, I am not at ease, I will go and have a look, and I will come back as soon as possible. I just don't know if I will meet you." We are in danger, if there is no news of me and Senior Brother Fang in ten days and a half months, please ask Master to find someone to save us....Well, this is probably the best."

Jiang Ling: "..." This idiot is not extremely stupid, and he knows how to call for rescuers.He thought about it and wrote quickly.

Lu Zhuoyang took a closer look and barely understood part of it.

Dear Master Mingxin:

Senior brother Fang Tianyue went to the ice pole island alone, the disciple was worried about it, and followed him, if he found the trace of senior brother, he would return in a few days.However, my disciple's spiritual power is low, and I'm afraid something will happen. If you don't hear from us two after ten days, please ask Master to send someone to rescue you.

Thank you.

Disciple Lu Zhuoyang enters.

Lu Zhuoyang: "..." It's creepy to say the least.

Jiang Ling threw the pen back into Lu Zhuoyang's arms, and spread out the written letter for him to read, and said, "How?"

If he had written it himself, he might not be able to do better, not to mention that he believed that even if he really made an opinion, Jiang Ling would not revise it.So he said, "Very good, that's it."

Jiang Ling was quite satisfied with this answer. He flicked his fingers nimbly and quickly folded a paper crane. In the last step, he folded off the tip of the paper and pressed a big head on the paper crane, making the paper crane look top-heavy and light-headed.

Lu Zhuoyang saw that his movements were very skillful, and he didn't seem to have missed his hand, so he thought: Could it be that he deliberately made a stupid goose?

The preparations were considered complete, Jiang Ling held the dumb goose in his palm and said, "Is this going to be sent out?"

Lu Zhuoyang nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jiang Ling recited the spell lightly, a layer of light slipped across the paper crane, slowly flew away from his palm, and flapped its wings vigorously in the direction of Yuling Mountain.

The author has something to say: May 2016, 5 version update announcement

Update Type: Force Update

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1. Fix typos and omissions in chapters 1-7, and the problem of incorrect sentences.