Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

His voice was very light, but it flowed into every corner like clear spring water.

The man who was almost insane, his face was covered by his hair, and he could only see one eye. At this moment, this eye was staring straight at Lin Xun, as if a storm was brewing.

Just at this time, Wu Que's voice came from behind: "You can compose a poem on the spot to conquer him."

Lin Xun flicked his hand on the shoulder, and the few fingers that seemed to be stuck in the flesh were easily knocked off.

"Frame me?" Turning sideways, she glanced at Wu Que from the corner of her eye, raising her eyebrows.

Wu Que turned her face away, turning a blind eye.

"It's not difficult to write poetry."

When speaking, I only heard a 'pop'.

Attracted by the sound, Wu Que turned her head to see Lin Xun talking to him, without looking at him, she firmly caught the unexpected fist from the opposite side, and with a little force, the man with disheveled hair suddenly showed a painful expression on his face.

Lin Xun smiled softly: "However, things that can be solved with fists will save a lot of trouble."

Wu Que's throat moved.

"By the way," the joints of the fist that he pinched made a rattling sound, giving people the illusion that the fist would be crushed in the next second, "I remember you just said that you wanted to hear me compose a poem."

Wu Que shook her head: "You heard wrong, absolutely nothing."

Lin Xun: "Really?"

Wu Que nodded with certainty.

As soon as he let go, the man's whole body collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had been removed.

Seeing that he has no attack power at all, Wu Que approached, first looked at the tombstone, and then made a bold guess: "Could this be Tian Zhiyuan himself?"

Lin Xun didn't speak, Nan Hengyi couldn't help rubbing his brows and said, "If Tian Zhiyuan lived to this day, he would be hundreds of years old."

Wu Que: "From this point of view, it seems that it has been enchanted."

Nan Heng sighed, glanced at Lin Xun, and signaled that he couldn't reason with him.

Lin Xun bent down and shook his hand a few times in front of the man. The man immediately backed away a few steps like a frightened animal.

"Do you know who I am?"

The man looked at him stupidly.

Lin Xunfang said softly, "Do you know who you are?"

The man finally reacted, nodded and shook his head fiercely, and finally even slammed against the tombstone twice, seemingly experiencing painful memories.

Wu Que tugged Lin Xun's sleeve: "What's the use of asking?"

"Make sure he has no memory."

Wu Que frowned: "So?"

"Since we can't remember anything, let's find an excuse to leave Tianfu in two days and take him with us along the way."

Wu Que opened her mouth wide: "You want to steal!"

Lin Xun stared at him coldly, Wu Que moved one step to the left, and another step until he was sure to stand behind Nan Hengyi.

Nan Hengyi was much more mature and stable than Wu Que. He looked at the man holding his head in pain and asked, "Leave him here alone?"

Lin Xun: "He must not be here for a day or two, taking him back rashly will only scare the snake away."

Nan Yan nodded in agreement, after all, it is Tianfu's territory, so it is never too much to be careful.

On the way back, Wu Que was obviously much quieter. After going down the mountain, she turned around and looked at the hill full of graves, and couldn't help but said, "Is it really possible that that person is Tian Zhiyuan himself?"

If not, it would be too coincidental. It is the most appropriate explanation no matter how you think of it, to connect the clues they discovered in the past two days.

Lin Xun didn't answer, and when Wu Que was still guessing on the way, he suddenly stopped and asked Nan Hengyi for the family tree of the Tian family.

Nan Heng took out the booklet from his arms and looked at him suspiciously: "Aren't you too troublesome to read it?"

Lin Xun responded. After taking it, he flipped through a few pages quickly, picked up the branch and scratched it on the soil a few times, as if he was calculating something, finally dropped the branch and rubbed it between his lips with his fingertips, and stared at the ground. After a while, he said: "Has there been any generals in this generation of the Tian family?"

Nan Heng sneered and said: "Unless it is a general, it takes several generations for an ordinary family to produce one..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

As soon as Nan Heng took the booklet from Lin Xun's hand, he read it and said, 'How is it possible. '

Wu Que was so curious that she tiptoed to watch along with her.

"Since Tian Zhiyuan became known to the Tian family, a military general will appear every 70 years or so, and 73 years ago, there was even a son of the family who became the leader of the Imperial Forest Army."

As soon as Nan Heng closed the booklet, "It's just unbelievable."

……

Climb, flip, jump.

The three actions are completed in one go.

Wu Que found sadly that after being together with Lin Xun for a long time, she almost forgot the feeling of going through the gate, and even when she went back, she climbed over the wall and went in quietly.It is obvious that he is conducting an investigation aboveboard, but every move he makes seems like a thief.

"This way we can not attract people's attention." Lin Xunru said.

Wu Que nodded, anyway, whoever's fist is hard says the truth.

There was a gust of wind above, looking up, Nan Heng landed lightly, with a very chic and elegant posture, moved his wrist, and put away the contraction chain on it.Receiving Wu Que's gaze, she spread her hands and said, "I specially asked a craftsman to do it."

Wu Que thinks this thing is quite practical, even if one day accidentally falls off a cliff, it might be able to save her life: "How much?"

"Not expensive," Nan Heng gestured to the number three: "Three ingots of gold."

Wu Que fell silent for a moment.

Nan Heng looked at him with ignorant eyes: "This chain is not made of ordinary iron, but..."

Wu Que interrupted him: "After talking about the price, we basically have nothing to talk about."

He looked at Lin Xun, and refocused his attention on the family tree of the Tian family.

"Could it be a curse or something?"

Lin Xun laughed: "Curses can't help a family prosper until today."

As he said that, his complexion suddenly changed slightly, and he rubbed his nose, as if he was not feeling well.

Wu Que: "Hay fever?"

Looking at the willow catkins flying around outside the window, "Is it because of these little fluffs?"

Lin Xun shook his head, "Do you know where there are more mints in Anyang City?"

"Mint?" Wu Que repeated, and turned to look at Nan Hengyi, who was obviously much clearer about Anyang.

I don't understand why Lin Xun suddenly jumped from Tian's house to mint, Nan Heng thought for a while, and said truthfully: "Anyang doesn't produce mint, but if you really want to buy it, you can go to the antique shop in the west of the city to try your luck."

"Antique shop..." Lin Xun said suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

Nan Heng nodded: "The owner's name is Huang Ran, not only does the antique business, he also likes to order some rare products on weekdays, as long as there are things that are not available in Anyang City, he will try his best to get one or two, and then sell them at a high price. "

Wu Que on the side asked in surprise: "Will anyone buy it?"

Nan Heng smiled treacherously: "Scarcity is the most precious thing, you don't need to sell all of them, as long as you can sell one or two, even if you throw everything else in your hands, you can get back the money."

Wu Que once again affirmed that her brother's coming to be a Taoist priest is completely inferior.

Lin Xun: "I'll go to the west of the city in the afternoon."

Nan Hengyi definitely doesn't need to explain, but Wu Que still needs to mention a few words here: "How do you read "The Book of Demons"?"

Wu Que was stunned, since he discovered the fire-gathering formation that day, he went all the way south to Anyang, there were constant disturbances, and he really forgot about the practice for a while.

Lin Xun seemed to have expected this situation, patted him on the shoulder, said, "Arrange it yourself", and walked out of the room.

Watching his figure walk away, Wu Que curled her lips, went to the table and poured a cup of tea to moisten her throat. When she looked up, she found that Nan Hengyi was still in the room. She was a little surprised. According to the other party's personality, she should also hurry up It's time to go out and deal with your own affairs.

"Brother, you..."

""The Book of Demons" is a banned book," Nan Heng said with a calm and sophisticated look in his eyes, "handle it yourself."

Wu Que hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

……

Even without going out for a few days, the streets of Anyang are still bustling.

According to what Nan Hengyi said, Lin Xun searched all the way to the west of the city, and saw the three big characters of "Ancient Objects Pavilion" in the distance, and only found a seal on the door when he approached.An old lady passing by reminded him: "Young man, don't stay here too long."

Lin Xun turned around and asked why.

"Unlucky," the old woman waved her hand, "The shopkeeper here just died not long ago, and I heard he died beside a cemetery."

As she said that, she shuddered herself, and quickly walked away.

Across a door, one can vaguely smell the smell of mint coming out of it. Lin Xun is sure that one of the paintings that was sold is here. Having said that, counting the former owner of Feiyu Building, there are two buyers in a row. , Actually have suffered misfortune.

He walked around to the back door, tapped his toes lightly, and flew lightly into the store with his whole body.

The original owner is a person who knows how to enjoy himself. The outside is a place for selling rare and exotic goods, and there is an inner courtyard inside, with all kinds of rockery and flowing water.

"The smell of mint..." Lin Xun traced the smell, walking and stopping along the way.

Walking to a place, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

Mixed in the scent of mint, there is also a faint scent of smoke that has never been seen before.

This kind of smell is really too weak, almost inaudible, more like the smell acquired when burning incense in temples and other places for a long time.

Lin Xun frowned, could there be someone else here besides him?

He secretly communicated with the system: "Is there someone else, why can't I feel it?"

[System: Didn't the host say last night that there are poems and distant places in life. 】

Lin Xun: "What does that have to do with it?"

[System: Your distance is here. 】

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