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The candlelight was indistinct, reflected in those cold and indifferent eyes, and the waves in those eyes suddenly melted like water, and most of the coldness was cut off for no reason.

Wei Xinglan, who was on credit for a tael of silver, was finally able to sit in the room. She unfolded the note from the hilt of the discarded sword from her cuff, and said meaningfully: "I found that there is really something in it."

Luo Que depends on what she wants to do with the thin paper.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xinglan neither baked the paper nor poured out the tea in the cup, but took out a thin-necked porcelain bottle, the mouth of the bottle was tightly blocked by a cork, and it was unknown what was inside.

"I asked for it from a little girl. There happened to be some in Jianjian Valley. It was the juice of the root of the jade. I smelled a light fragrance on the paper, which seemed to be left by the root of the jade. I was thinking about the juice on the paper. The characters should be written with this juice." Wei Xinglan said.

Only now did Luo Quin regain her cold expression, frowned and looked at the hand holding the thin paper, only to see Wei Xinglan pull out the wooden stopper from the bottle.

Immediately, a strong fragrance came to the nostrils, sweet and a little cloying.

The juice of this jade root has a fragrance for a hundred years, even if it is washed and roasted, it is difficult to remove the smell, so it is understandable that the fragrance of the juice still remains on the paper.

When we were in the Sword Tomb, there was a strong smell of iron rust, which covered up the smell, not only Luo Que didn't notice it, but even Wei Xinglan didn't notice anything strange about the paper.

"No wonder." Luo Que frowned and said, "The root of the stolen jade is hard to find. Use the juice of this root to write, and the handwriting left behind can disappear after the juice dries up."

Wei Xinglan handed out the paper and the porcelain bottle, and said, "Smell it, don't make a mistake."

Luo Quin took it, eyes half closed, sniffing the smell on the paper, and after confirming that it was correct, raised her hand and slapped the mouth of the porcelain bottle to compare the difference between the two fragrances.

As expected, it was the same.

"That's right, it's the jade root." Luo Quin said.

"What do you use to reveal the characters left by the stolen jade root juice?" Wei Xinglan asked.

Luo Que raised her eyes: "Hot wine."

Not only does one need wine, but also hot wine to make the words on the words reappear, and the handwriting will disappear after only a moment, and the words can no longer be seen after being poured with hot wine.

Hearing that, Wei Xinglan really went out, and said to the young man guarding the courtyard outside, "Is there any wine in the valley?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, "Miss, do you want wine?"

Wei Xinglan's voice came in from the courtyard, and she said leisurely: "That's right, Miss Luo and I are going to drink and have a long talk all night. There are many things we don't have time to say during this trip, so let's take advantage of the moonlight tonight to express our hearts to each other." .”

Luo Quin sitting in the room: ...

She thought to herself that she would not be able to see the moon tonight, as the clouds covered most of the moon, leaving only a circle of half-hidden light.

The boy was silent for a while, he didn't know what kind of kung fu these two girls practiced, they traveled a long distance to the valley without needing to rest, but they still want to have a good time with wine, maybe it's a fairy coming down to earth.

He said: "There is wine, but it is only strong wine that casting masters will drink."

"That would be even better, the two of us won't go home drunk." Wei Xinglan said again.

The boy had no choice but to agree, and asked before leaving, "Do you want hot wine?"

"The hotter the better!" Wei Xinglan said.

The young man went to get the wine in a daze, thinking as he walked, if he was not drunk, he would not return, he must have passed out after drinking a glass.

After Wei Xinglan returned to the room, he raised his eyes and saw Luo Quin staring at him lukewarmly, and she quickly said, "There is wine."

"I heard it." Luo Que said, "Miss Wei will not come home drunk."

"It's more important to talk all night." Wei Xinglan said.

Luo Que: "Talk slowly by yourself, I'll go to sleep first."

Wei Xinglan said again: "I'm just looking at you like this, how dare you sleep, not to mention that I have a tael of silver on credit, how can Miss Luo do such a profiteering business."

Luo Quin: ...

She became a profiteer after co-authoring.

"Then what do you want?" Luo Quin asked.

Wei Xinglan curled his lips into a smile: "Why don't we sleep on the same bed."

Luo Qin glanced at her, and knew that this person hadn't said a word seriously, "He's still touching his neck."

"It's so good." Wei Xinglan followed the good advice.

Luo Quin: ...

So shameless!

Not long after, the servant brought over the warmed spirits through the thick cloth, and said worryingly: "The hot wine is scalding your throat, you two girls, drink it slowly."

The door creaked shut, and Wei Xinglan put his hand directly on the spout of the pot, as if he wasn't afraid of the heat.She said at the same time: "The exercises I practice are extremely cold, and this kind of hot wine is not enough to scald me."

After finishing speaking, she tilted the mouth of the pot and poured the steaming hot wine onto the thin paper, just enough to wet the whole paper.

Suddenly, the words on the paper slowly appeared, and what was written was a puzzling sentence——

"Yin and yang are born together, emptiness and reality are combined. Qi sinks in the abyss, and all things return to the original. The heart is against it, and the energy is not stagnant."

The two looked at each other, neither knowing what this meant.

Luo Que savored this sentence carefully, and silently recited it several times in her heart, before she said in a daze, "Could it be some mental formula."

"I've never seen such a formula before." Wei Xinglan said.

That's true, Luo Que frowned. Although she hadn't seen many cheat books, none of them made it clear. Those with unclear meaning like this were probably trying to lure people astray.

She shouldn't have asked, but since Wei Xinglan wanted to let her know what was written on the paper, she showed that she had no intention of hiding it. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Don't you know that Tianshuangyuli What is hiding."

For a while, the room was so quiet that there was not even the slightest sound.

After a while, Wei Xinglan laughed and said calmly, "Yes, I don't know."

"You and I are not in the same way. Why did you let me know about this? Now Jinglang Sword is owned by Tianshulou, and the things that were once hidden in the sword should also be Tianshulou's secrets. You are not afraid of me suddenly Malicious intentions?" Luo Qun had been brooding over this all along, but now he finally asked.

The person who was asked was not surprised at all, but said leisurely: "You are not an outsider, so what if you know a little."

"You—" Luo Que only felt that there was no cure for this person. If his thoughts were impure, this Second Miss Wei must have been tricked to the point where she would lose her fortune.

Thinking about it this way, she suddenly felt angry and indisputable. This must be an illusion.

Wei Xinglan leaned his elbows against his chin, and said, "Do you want to know what Baimei has done, and what is his relationship with Qingfeng Island and Tianshu Tower?"

Without waiting for Luo Que to answer, she said, "Baimei's sword fell to Qingfeng Island after many twists and turns. Most of the people who held the sword died unexpectedly. Many people think that Baimei did it. So Ye Ziyi threw the sword into it when he was young. In the lake, after several years, everyone thought that Baimei was dead, after all, the unknown person who killed for the sword never appeared again."

"Ye Ziyi is naturally the same. He couldn't bear to see the dust on the sword, so he used the name of wine tasting to gather heroes from all over the world. Whoever can fish out the sword will own the sword. It goes without saying that the sword naturally fell to my father Wei Qinghong hand."

"But unexpectedly, Bai Mei didn't die. He appeared in the Northern Cold Land, wanting to get back the sword. This old man with white eyebrows and silver hair a hundred years ago has not changed a hundred years later."

Luo Que frowned, "The technique practiced by Baimei is so weird, so what happened after that?"

"Ye Ziyi learned about this and rushed to the northern cold land to help Tianshulou. Although his martial arts is the best in the world, he can only be tied with Baimei, and in the end he will lose both." Wei Xinglan said .

Luo Que inexplicably felt a twinge in her heart. In her memory, something seemed to be struggling to break out of the ground. She had never met the former island owner, but she was quite fond of the name.

She asked again: "Where did Baimei go in the end, and what about Senior Ye?"

Unexpectedly, Wei Xinglan actually sold the key, and said with a half-smile: "I will tell you about the future."

This is the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month when clouds cover the moon, and the clouds cover the moon so much that not even a little bit of light is exposed, which is really disappointing.

Luo Que was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "I see that your mouth, Miss Wei Er, is really a liar."

Wei Xinglan: ...

"This storytelling has to be done step by step." She poured a cup of tea and said awkwardly.

Luo Que: "But when you play the storybook, it is very coherent, and you can change several books in a row, just as if you wrote the storybook yourself."

Second Miss Wei pretended to take a sip of tea, "You know I can't control myself when I get mad."

"I understand this, that's why the hands are very dishonest." Luo Quin pointed out that she was almost helped to undress last time.

Second Miss Wei is a dumb eater of Coptis chinensis, speechless.

In the early morning of the next day, when the dense fog in the valley gradually cleared, Luo Quin and Wei Xinglan took the drowsy little Qifeng out of the yard. The guard rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked stunned.

He originally thought that the two girls would be late because they were drunk, but he didn't expect that not only did they get up early, but the girl in black was also in high spirits, not at all like she had been drinking and had a long talk all night.

Immortal, really worthy of being an immortal.

Xue Fengyi sent them off, and Yan Zhuoliu also rushed over with the sword that he forged overnight.

Her face was a little pale, but her appearance was still dignified and steady, as if she had just bathed, and the tips of her hair were still a little wet.She held a silver-white sword in her hand, and the sword couldn't see its original appearance at all.

Originally there was no scabbard, so the scabbard was newly cast. The hollow pattern was impeccably exquisite, and the streamer was faintly visible. At first glance, it looked completely different from the Surging Wave Sword, but the usable material was exactly the same.

Luo Que stared at it blankly, but she didn't expect that the sword would change from its original plainness to its brilliance after one night. She hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master Gu, for giving me the sword."

"This sword is just right for you." Yan Zhuoliu said with a smile.

Luo Quin held the sword with both hands, and pulled the blade out of the sheath. The blade was transparent and smooth, with two deep blood grooves.Although the blade of the sword is thin, the tip of the sword is three-pointed with two short and one long, like flower petals.

Compared with the Jinglang Sword, the Jinglang Sword is stronger, but this one is eye-catchingly beautiful.

Although it was recast, it looked like a completely different sword had been newly cast, except for the materials used, there was no similarity to the original.

Even Wei Xinglan was surprised and said: "Good sword."

Yan Zhuoliu was also very satisfied with this sword, she said with a smile: "This sword should be named after the sword owner."

Although Xue Fengyi who was standing beside him couldn't see, he stroked the sword inch by inch with his hand, nodded and said: "Yes, this sword can indeed rival Jinglang, Miss Luo, give this sword a name Bar."

Luo Que silently looked at the silver sword in her hand. The streamer on the sword was exactly the same as the Jinglang sword. She accidentally said, "Cang Lan."

Wei Xinglan narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, "Oh, it's shocking, but the truth matches, it's like a pair of mandarin duck swords."

Luo Quin: ...

She really wanted to regret it.

Xue Fengyi nodded, "Good name."

Miss Luo seemed to be making amends, and said hastily: "I see that the blade of this sword has a blue luster, like the waves of the sea, and the sea is boundless."

"I understand." Wei Xinglan said.

Luo Quin: ...

This unlucky thing understands a ghost.

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