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Lin Sijin was counting the silver by the bed, and he only had some broken silver left. After counting and counting, he was very happy at first, but after counting the broken silver, he couldn't be happy anymore.

Originally Feng Rugao gave him a lot of spirit stones, now all he has left is these broken silver, he tries hard to recall what he bought, it seems that he didn't spend much, and it just disappeared.

Now let him ask Feng Rugao for Lingshi again, he doesn't want to go to Changming Palace.Still thinking, he received a voice transmission, Feng Rugao asked him to go to the Changming Palace.

The man's voice was indifferent, and the voice was passed directly to him.

"Come here right now."

He reluctantly agreed, packed up his broken silver, walked slowly all the way, and saluted at the Changming Hall.

The man looked at him from the main seat and said to him: "Come here."

There was a dark box on the table, Lin Sijin glanced at it twice, and wondered what Feng Rugao asked him to do, maybe it was to give him a spirit stone.

As he thought about it, he took another look at the black box on the table, and it didn't look like it contained spirit stones either.He met Feng Rugao's eyes again, looked into those ruthless eyes, and subconsciously withdrew his gaze.

"Master, why did the disciples come here?" He asked.

Feng Rugao: "In two days, I will go down the mountain to practice, and I will let your senior brother go with you, don't cause trouble, and obey the rules."

He responded and said in a low voice, "Is there anything else, Master?"

Feng Qing, who was hiding in the dark, frowned slightly, he naturally couldn't see someone talking to his master like this, although it was purely because this young man couldn't hide his emotions.

It was obvious that he didn't want to see his master.

It seems that his master is not angry when he indulges this young man.

Lin Sijin didn't know what Feng Qing was thinking, it was purely because he was too nervous and didn't mean to contradict him.

What's more, he was so scared that he didn't even dare to look at Feng Rugao.

He was very close to Feng Rugao, and he could feel the coldness of Feng Rugao's perennial sword practice, which made him feel cold.

He just wanted to hurry up and leave.

"Take this with you."

The man's cold and white finger bones were placed on the black box, and the outer cover of the box was lifted, revealing a piece of translucent white jade inside.There are complicated and delicate patterns on it, and he can't understand what the meaning is, it seems that there are words on the bottom.

Even if he didn't understand it, he could vaguely feel that it was a piece of high-grade jade.

He was about to reach out to pick it up, but Feng Rugao avoided his hand, there was a red string attached to the white jade, Feng Rugao passed his fingertips through his waistband, and tied it for him himself.

Lin Sijin was standing at this time, and asked Rugao to tie the jade pendant for him, he felt very uncomfortable, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, his back was stiff, and his breathing eased a lot.

"Thank you, Master." He said in a low voice.

He didn't know what this jade pendant was for, so he just took it.

Feng Rugao paused for a while on his face, and asked him quietly, "Is the spirit stone enough?"

Lin Sijin felt that serving Rugao was a bit abnormal today, he was in a state of turmoil, and now he couldn't care about Lingshi anymore, he said "enough", and just wanted to leave this Changming Palace as soon as possible.

"Master, is there anything else?"

Lin Sijin stroked the gold pattern on her cuff with her fingertips, and felt that the other party's eyes lingered on him for a long time, and the other party was silent for a moment before opening her mouth to speak.

"Go down."

He then performed the disciple ceremony and then resigned. When he left the Changming Hall, he felt a little heavy when he walked. He looked down at the jade on his waist and took it off.

Afterwards, he regretted a little bit later, he was too nervous just now, how could he still have the spirit stone, and now he is completely poor.

When it was time to go down the mountain, it was rare that Sheng Rufei didn't come to tell him to get up early.He slept as he wished and didn't get up until Chen Shi, and simply packed his things, in fact, he only needed to pack his broken silver and a sword.

They first assembled at Disciple Peak, where a huge paper boat was parked.There are complicated patterns on the paper boat, shining like gilt embellishments.

He saw Sheng Rufei, who was always surrounded by crowds, so instead of looking for Sheng Rufei, he got on the paper boat and found a quiet corner. Go to the bookstore in Raksha City to buy a book.

Lin Sijin saw Jing Qiuhong from a long distance, and waved to Jing Qiuhong. Jing Qiuhong came to look for him when he got on the boat.

The two of them have different reading tastes. Lin Sijin likes to read the ones that save the common people in the world, or the ones that are funny and interesting, but he doesn't like to read the ones that are romantic.

Jing Qiuhong likes to read one male protagonist and many female protagonists, commonly known as harem brochures. The two of them usually don't read each other, but they will switch between them when they are really bored.

Like now.

"What mission do we have in Rakshasa City?" Lin Sijin asked while exchanging brochures with Jing Qiuhong.

"I heard that a magic weapon of the city lord there was stolen, and it was related to the evil spirits. We ordered us to go there to eliminate the evil spirits."

The two of them exchanged little man's books with each other. Because they were sitting together, their heads were very close to each other. The two of them were complaining to each other.

"Look at the top of you. The sisters on the top all look the same, but with a different hairstyle. Can you tell which one is which?"

Jing Qiuhong: "Of course I can tell the difference! The most beautiful one is the heroine, and this is it."

He was about to lean over to look, but the red thread on his wrist suddenly moved, and the red thread wrapped around him and tugged, pulling his body back a little bit.

Lin Sijin turned her head subconsciously, and found that Sheng Rufei had come over at some point and was standing not far behind him for an unknown how long.

As soon as the other party pulled the red line, he subconsciously thought, did he make a mistake, didn't he say that he can only pull the red line when he says he doesn't obey the rules?

He glanced at Jing Qiuhong's little book, and the older sisters on it were all wearing off-the-shoulder fairy dresses, maybe Sheng Rufei thought he was reading some abnormal book.

"When did your brother come here?"

Jing Qiuhong put the book away and said, "Didn't he already promise you?"

"I'll go and have a look," Lin Sijin stood up, and he came to Sheng Rufei, there were few people here, only the two of them.

"I was exchanging villain books with Jing Qiuhong just now, and I didn't read anything inappropriate. Both of us read very serious books." Lin Sijin explained.

He was about to leave after speaking, but the red thread on his wrist grabbed him again, and Sheng Rufei called him, "Stop."

He turned around without knowing why.

Sheng Rufei's face was cold, her lips were a little stiff, and she took out two crumpled books from her arms, and she could see the crooked figures painted on them, and handed the books to him.

"Look here."

"..."

Lin Sijin was a little surprised. He knew that Sheng Rufei had always been lenient, so he probably thought that he and Jing Qiuhong were friends.But it was really rare that Sheng Rufei would prepare a little book for him. He was a little curious, so he took it.

The book looked very old. Lin Sijin turned two pages and found that it was a very clichéd story. This little book must be some years old, and the words on it were a little unclear.

Sheng Rufei looked at the young man flipping through the books of the little man. It was rare for him to be honest for a while. He went to the library to find these books. After searching two floors, he found these two books.

Although he couldn't see the meaning of the book, it was just drawn casually and the stories it told were boring.

Lin Sijin also felt bored, it was more like a practice technique, it didn't mean anything at all, and it wasn't as good-looking as a group of twin sisters from Jing Qiuhong.

So he returned the book to Sheng Rufei, "Senior Brother Sixteen, I've read these two books of yours a long time ago. There are some books from Jing Qiuhong that I haven't read. I'll go find him, and I won't run around."

After the boy finished speaking, he left without looking back. Sheng Rufei held two books in his fingertips, and for a moment, he wanted to control the red line and drag him back.

He stood at the same spot, watching the boy go back, chatting happily with another person, he was easily amused and laughed.

The paper crane traveled through the floating clouds, and quickly flew away from the towering peaks, passed through the misty white mist, and arrived at the top of Rakshasa City.

They had more than 20 disciples on this trip, and they were divided into groups. They didn't have to go to the City Lord's Mansion on the first day. They rested at the inn to inquire about the situation in the city.

The inn has room for two people, and there is room for one person. Sheng Rufei and Lin Sijin are not disciples of the head sect, so all the rooms are arranged for them.

Lin Sijin couldn't wait, there were fifty cities in three thousand generations, among which there were twelve capital cities, and Rakshasa City was one of the twelve capital cities.

It's very lively here, he brought his own broken silver, probably not enough for him to buy a book.Jing Qiuhong was still waiting for him at the entrance of the inn. Among all the disciples, he was only slightly familiar with Sheng Rufei.

So he set his mind on Sheng Rufei.

He knocked on the door, and Sheng Rufei opened the door for him. He was a little embarrassed, and asked, "Senior Brother Sixteen, can you lend me some spirit stones, and I will return them to you when I return to the peak."

"Don't borrow too much, I'll go out and buy some things."

Sheng Rufei: "What to buy?"

Naturally, he was shopping, and the broken silver on his body might only be enough to buy a book.

"I want to buy a little book."

Lin Sijin thought for a while, "I still have snacks, I still need to inquire about news, and I might see someone I like on the road..."

But he was asking Sheng Rufei to borrow spirit stones, so naturally he couldn't borrow more.As the protagonist, Sheng Rufei would not be short of spirit stones, but he didn't know if he would lend it to him.

He didn't know that Sheng Rufei was a poor ghost at the time, and in the end Sheng Rufei only brought him a few spirit stones and some broken silver, enough for him to buy things in the city.

Sheng Rufei: "There are people in the city who can inquire about the news. You don't need to buy too many books. There are also dim sum inns."

Lin Sijin felt that it was a bit small, but it would be good if Sheng Rufei was willing to lend it to him, and he was quite happy.He said "Got it", and went downstairs with the spirit stone Sheng Rufei gave him.

When I went downstairs, I looked back. Sheng Rufei was standing alone on the second floor and hadn't gone back yet. Because he was born with white hair, the boy was wearing a long robe with a hood and looked lonely.

For a moment, Lin Sijin wanted to ask Sheng Rufei if he wanted to go with him, but the thought was soon forgotten.

He left the inn.

Sheng Rufei watched the boy leave from the second floor, and he needed to go out too.The Fifty Cities in Three Thousand Worlds is a cooperative relationship with their Immortal Sect. In many cases, the words of the rulers may not be trustworthy. They usually come here in advance to inquire about the situation in the city.

Raksha City can be considered prosperous, Sheng Rufei is wearing a hooded robe, covering his white hair which is different from ordinary people, white hair is a sign of natural sword bones in Xianmen, but it is a frightening alien in the mortal world .

He had never visited the capital, and he was holding his long sword with his fingertips. He remembered that the boy said that the little man he was looking for was boring, and he still had those two books in his arms.

Thinking in this way, he unknowingly walked to a bookstore, stepping on his black boots and pausing slightly.