Chapter 47
in the cabin.

Wang Yuyan curled up in the corner, lowered her head, unwilling to look at Han Ling.

Han Ling didn't care about Wang Yuyan's thoughts. He sat in front of Wang Yuyan and obviously felt that Wang Yuyan's body tensed up a lot.

"Miss Wang, you don't have to be afraid. I keep my word, as long as you are willing to write a code word, I will let you go. Didn't Mrs. Wang agree just now?"

Wang Yuyan raised her head, like a frightened little rabbit, and said pitifully, "What you said is true?"

Han Ling smiled and said, "There is absolutely no joke."

"However, I don't have pen and ink now, how can I write to you?"

Wang Yuyan said with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, you just read it out. I can remember it."

Han Ling smiled and said that he has a system to help record it, which is much better than people with a photographic memory.

Wang Yuyan glanced at Han Ling suspiciously, and opened the first account book.

"'On the first day of the first lunar month, the cash register is nine cents and eight cents' means to inhale lightly nine times and hold your breath eight times on the first day. 'Pay silver eight cents and seven cents' means to breathe out lightly eight times and breathe out seven times "On the second day of the first lunar month, buy a pair of pig lungs, two pairs of pig intestines, and a pair of pig hearts at the cash register for eight cents and nine cents." That is, after inhaling and condensing the breath on the second day, turn the internal breath once in the lung veins, The pulse turns twice, and the heart pulse turns once..."

Wang Yuyan explained the scriptures eloquently, and Han Lingchu felt that it was indeed an inner strength method, and there were many subtleties in it, which gave him some new inspirations and made him a little emotional.

The more Han Ling listened, the more focused he became. Unknowingly, he leaned over and looked at the scriptures in the book.

Wang Yuyan was frightened, and her body tensed up even more.After getting along for a short time, she felt that Han Ling seemed polite, but he was actually more ruthless than anyone else.

She didn't dare to push Han Ling away, she just didn't know, and continued to read the scriptures, but her voice was trembling.

Finally, after reading the scriptures, Han Ling's expression became more and more serious.

He didn't receive a reminder that the system can record martial arts.

There is only one possibility, that is, Wang Yuyan mixed fake scriptures in the middle.

Even when a dull person like Guo Jing would write the Nine Yin Manual to Ouyang Feng, he would use seven points of truth and three points of false writing.

What's more, Wang Yuyan is very smart and has read thousands of volumes of martial arts secrets by heart.

Seeing Han Ling's gloomy face, Wang Yuyan felt even more disturbed. She pursed her lips and lowered her head, not daring to look at Han Ling.

Han Ling laughed: "Miss Wang is well-versed in all kinds of martial arts. It can be said that the fake ones can be regarded as fake ones. If it was someone else, I'm afraid they have already successfully deceived the other party.

Unexpectedly, Miss Wang is as beautiful as she is beautiful, but her heart is vicious.This practice of internal strength is inherently dangerous.The slightest difference is far away, and the slightest difference will lead to madness.

Is Miss Wang trying to kill me? "

While speaking, Han Ling's eyes became extremely sharp.

Wang Yuyan shivered for a while, and explained again and again: "I, I don't."

"You still dare to argue." Han Ling pondered for a while, grabbed Wang Yuyan, and threw him on the ground.

PIA, PIA, PIA...

"No, I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't think so much just now! Really, I didn't want to hurt you!" Wang Yuyan cried until it rained, and I felt pity for it.

But Han Ling didn't like this set.

After learning the lesson for a while, Han Ling smiled and said, "Miss Wang, I actually don't want to do this either. Let's cooperate with each other, okay?"

Wang Yuyan covered the place where she was beaten just now with tears in her eyes, lowered her head, her shoulders twitched slightly.

"How about this, Miss Wang, I won't let you suffer. Didn't you steal the Little Wuxiang Kungfu just to let your cousin practice it, and then win the competition with Chief Qiao?"

When he said this, Han Ling saw that Wang Yuyan seemed to have stopped crying and was eavesdropping with pointed ears, so he couldn't help laughing secretly.

He hit a stick just now and gave a sweet date, it seems that the effect is still there.

He continued: "Unfortunately, although the Little Wuxiang Kung Fu is strong, after all, there is only a short month before the competition. Even if Mr. Murong gets the Little Wuxiang Kungfu, it may not be able to practice the sword to the depths. On the contrary, it is not as good as his family's kung fu." Woolen cloth.

I have a magical skill, which is very easy and quick.After practicing, you will soon be able to greatly improve your combat power.

Take me for example, half a year ago I was still at the fourth level, but now I am at the peak of the sixth level, and I am only one step away from the seventh level.

You give me the little formless skill, and I give you this magic skill, what do you think? "

Wang Yuyan raised her head, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, but coupled with her fairy face, it made people feel more pity.

She asked a little emotionally, "What kind of martial art is that?"

Han Ling smiled and said, "I wonder if Miss Wang has ever heard of the evil sword technique?"

"The evil sword technique? The evil sword technique used by Lin Yuantu of Fuwei Escort back then?"

Wang Yuyan asked.

"good."

"This martial art is very mysterious, but if the evil sword technique is really so powerful, why was the Fuwei Escort almost wiped out by the Qingcheng sect?"

Wang Yuyan was a little hesitant, after all the strength of Lin Zhennan and others before...

"That's naturally the reason why they can't practice. Miss Wang, you have read almost all the martial arts of the world's major sects. Can't you tell whether a secret book is true or not?"

Han Ling smiled and said,

"How about this, we arrived in Suzhou and found a place to live. You write the Little Formless Kung Fu silently, and I will write the evil sword manual. How about you read it first and confirm that there is no problem before giving me the Little Wuxiang Kungfu?"

"Well, okay." Wang Yuyan hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded.

Seeing that Wang Yuyan finally agreed, Han Ling had a weird smile looming on the corner of his mouth.

After docking at the pier, Han Ling put one hand on Wang Yuyan's back, turned around and smiled.

Li Qingluo sank to the bottom of the lake before Han Ling found out, without showing a trace.

Han Ling was a little surprised: "Hey, no one caught up? I'm acting for nothing."

Wang Yuyan wondered, "What are you playing?"

"It's nothing."

Han Ling pushed Wang Yuyan away.

puff!
Li Qingluo emerged from the water, spouted a jet of water, and the veins on her forehead burst.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to kill you!"

Han Ling and Wang Yuyan were walking on the street. The man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes were fresh and handsome, while the woman's beauty was full of beauty, forming a beautiful landscape and attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Wang Yuyan used to attract a lot of attention when traveling, but every time she travels, she is accompanied by many people.Even if they are with Murong Fu, they will be accompanied by the four great masters.

It's not like today, traveling alone with a strange man.

Feeling that the passers-by on the road were pointing and talking about her, Wang Yuyan felt flustered and wished she could bury her head in her chest so that she would never see these people or hear those voices again.

Finally, the two walked into an inn.

Han Ling threw out an ingot of silver: "Shopkeeper, open me a room."

Wang Yuyan:! ! !

(End of this chapter)

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