Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

It has been ten days since Xie Cangshan brought the sword spirit out of the abyss of the brutal sky.

After a rain last night, the winter jasmine flowers in the yard were also in full bloom. The long branches were covered with clusters of golden yellow, the petals held dewdrops, the leaves were green, and the elegant fragrance was blown by the wind.

It is early spring morning, when everything wakes up.

Chu Lanyin was wearing a blue spring shirt with her hair draped over her head, and she was sitting on a big camphor wood box.

Jian Ling's sitting posture was very upright, with his back straight and motionless, even more upright than the most rigorous students in Baishui Academy.

If one ignores the few sparrows perched on his shoulders, this level of seriousness can be called a key lesson before the exam.

When Xie Cangshan came out carrying the burden, he saw this scene.

On the shoulders of the solemn Sword Spirit, there were three Tuan Chiu on the left and two Tuan Chiu on the right.

There is also a particularly round one on top of the head.

Xie Cangshan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing with a "poof".

When he smiled, Chu Lanyin looked away.

Then he tilted his head inexplicably.

Tuan Chiu was startled, and flew up with fluttering wings, before disappearing into the boundless blue sky in a blink of an eye.

Just now Xie Cangshan was cleaning the house and it was full of dust, so he was asked to sit outside first.

Who knows what he will look like when he sits down, the inside is tidied up, and what will he look like when he comes out.

Xie Cangshan put down his burden, walked to Sword Spirit's side, and sat on the huge camphor wood box.

He followed the gaze of the sword spirit just now, and above the end of the smoke was a thin cloud like smog.

The shape of this cloud is a bit like a peach heart.

They sat side by side, watching the sky together.

Sparrows were jumping around in the yard, and unknown birds were singing a few times in the distance.

The spring breeze blows the face, and the spring sound blows the ears.

Until Tao Xinyun was blown into a ball by the wind, it was about to go away with the wind.

Xie Cangshan stretched out his right hand, folded his thumb and index finger, handed it to the sword spirit, and said with a smile: "Compare your heart."

If the staff of Cangshengdao saw this situation, they would go to the psychological clinic on the spot and claim that they had hallucinations.

The predecessors of A999, who have always been meticulous and unmistakable, sometimes have such indecent moments.

Sword Spirit turned to look at him and blinked.

...What the hell?

Xie Cangshan raised his finger to point to the cloud, and then pointed to his gesture.

Sword Spirit's eyes flicked back and forth between the two, seeming to understand.

He even imitated his movements, but the sword spirit is competitive, if you compare with one, I will - compare with two!

Xie Cangshan leaned forward and back with a smile, propping his arms on the wooden box.

"You—" With a long sound, Chu Lanyin met Chu Lanyin's puzzled eyes.

The eyes of the sword spirit reflected the clear blue of the sky, and more places were occupied by the monk's smile.

In the eyes of the spirit body, all the spiritual threads connected by the silver light relaxed, making Chu Lanyin think of a willow tree on the river bank that he had talked about.

The willow tree is very old and its bark is rough and uneven, but the new year's willow branches are still green and soft.

His memories of being scoured in the abyss of brutal sky are slowly recovering.

For some reason, on Xie Cangshan, he always thought of these creatures.

One year old, one dry, one year old, one prosperous, there is a freshness in the short life that is different from that of a weapon.

Moreover, Sword Spirit has discovered that this Cultivator Xie seems to be very idle.

I don't meditate or practice, but I go to bed early and get up early, do Tai Chi in the yard in the morning, and then organize a lot of paper and write a lot of words in the study.

I can cook by myself, drink tea and read books in the rocking chair in the yard when the weather is fine in the afternoon, fall asleep after reading a few pages, and continue to organize the papers after waking up.

He sleeps at the right time every day, but he can't sleep well, probably because of his health. At night, he can always hear his cough, and the silver light on the spiritual thread continues to reconnect the thread that is about to burst, and he often has to drink a bowl of black thing.

As for why the sword spirit knows so clearly, it is because the monk will carry him to the same room no matter what he does, and occasionally go to the street to buy vegetables, noodles, and medicine, and he will come back soon, so he will not be left alone. stay too long.

Because Chulan didn't like to lie in bed at night, she put a cushion inside the couch for him to sleep on.

On the fourth sword master, the sword spirit once summed up a law.

All behaviors of the human race can find an explanation, and there are hidden causes and effects behind all irrationality.

For example, Chu Lanyin understood that the monk did this because he wanted to suppress the cold air in his Brutal Sky Abyss.

But after these "reasonable", Chu Lanyin felt a little extra stability.

This place is not his fantasy under the abyss of the brutal sky, as long as he opens his eyes, he can find the figure of the monk.

In addition, he also felt that this human race was really strange.

After all, looking at the clouds with the sword spirit is not like what a monk who pursues the great way of ascension can do.

For another example, after he tried to comb his hair for the third time, he looked devastated.

Chu Lan's hair is still loose at this moment, and the ends of the hair are stained with early morning moisture. His long hair is moist and smooth, like a piece of washed black silk. It looks good, but it is difficult to manage, slippery, and can't be fixed. .

As an ancient rookie, Xie Cangshan really doesn't know how to pull his hair.

His own long hair was tied in a rough way, and he didn't dare to use a rubber band to do it for the sword spirit. He had to wait for him to practice with his own head and become skilled before tying the hair of this beautiful spirit.

But now, Lian is not in a hurry, because they are going to move.

Xie Cangshan completely resigned from his job at Baishui Academy the day before yesterday, and asked someone to resell the house he lives in in exchange for money on the road.

For these years, Xie Cangshan has been living in this small town to recuperate from his injuries, but now that he has an extra spirit, he has to make another plan.

The town is far from the world of self-cultivation. There is enough firewood, rice, oil and salt, but spiritual stones are scarce, and although the sword spirit has worn away the rust, the cold agglomeration in the body has not disappeared for a long time, and the cold is still spreading outside. Hold on, if it spills out, its power can directly freeze the entire street.

Xie Cangshan hadn't studied spiritual things in depth before, and Chuanshuju's library had already taken back his authority. Now he is going to find an old friend who is knowledgeable and ask about the follow-up care plan of Sword Spirit.

You also need to choose another place to live, preferably on a mountain top, so that you can plan in the future.

But then when he thought about his family background, he fell silent.

The top of the mountain... seems unrealistic.

Because he is really, poor and white.

In order to prevent disrupting the order of various realms, Chuanshuju does not allow retired employees to exchange points for local currency, and will only issue them in the form of pensions.

In fact, if it is really normal, according to his length of service, he will not be short of money at all.

The problem is that there are too few employees in Huiyin Taihui, and Chuanshuju itself does not have the currency storage of this level.

Then it is necessary to negotiate with Taihui Tiandao and ask him to provide an exchange channel.

Taihuitian said: Hehe, thank you for the invitation, but you are not welcome, and you have no money.

The official answer Xie Cangshan received at that time was that Chuanshuju planned to start with Taiwei, who was in the same currency system, and borrow money from Taiwei to pay his pension. connected.

So Xie Cangshan has not received a penny for a whole year, and he earns it all by himself, and he is seriously injured, so he cannot use his spiritual power frequently, so he can only find work here in the world.

The injured and sick old man who wears a bookstore, because he cannot receive a pension, goes out to do part-time jobs due to his injury.

Sounds like it's going to be on social news.

But that's what happened.

The latest good news is that Taiwei Tiandao has been found.

But it's a pity that he is already too busy to take care of himself, and has no time to pay attention to Chuan Bookstore's request for borrowing money.

Xie Cangshan suddenly felt sad.

A999 has never been so worried about money in his life. His points can buy dozens of times through the bookstore's mall general library, but in Taihui, he is so reduced that he can hardly uncover it.

If he speaks out about his colleagues in the common people's way, I'm afraid they will be surprised, and they may raise donations for him and make him a headline.

But there are always more solutions than difficulties.

The first step for Xie Cangshan was to move.

Along the way, not only can you understand the current situation of Taihui, but you can also find a way to make money.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard. Xie Cangshan got up and opened the door. It turned out that the aunt of the noodle stall gave him a basket of steamed buns and a bag of pancakes, and asked them to take them to eat on the way. She also followed him in the academy. The students who teach say that they want to say goodbye to their husbands.

The noodle stall aunt was still worried, and told him several times that there were many evil things outside, so be careful on the road.

As for Chu Lanyin, who was still sitting on the box, his spiritual power was blocked, he was unstable, and he couldn't speak.

Jianling looked at Xie Cangshan in front of the gate, thinking: Will he say goodbye like this later before leaving?

Leaving behind a back that will never appear here again, and a precipitous spring in the courtyard.

The monk never asked him to join the army as the master deed.

The main contract of not joining forces, in the understanding of the sword spirit, means not wanting this sword.

Then he will go to find a new sword, this monk is in such poor health, maybe he is going out to get medical treatment.

Separation is also a matter of course.

——Then if I sit in his wooden box, will he be unable to leave?

Sword Spirit took it for granted for a moment, but soon realized that a box cannot prevent a separation.

The Brutal Sky Abyss made him a little dull, but he wasn't stupid.

So he quietly waited for Xie Cangshan to move him away, and then moved the box away.

The monk really did the same thing. After saying goodbye to his aunt and students, he went back to the yard to collect the steamed buns and pancakes, carried Lan Yin's sword spirit to the rocking chair beside him, and put the clothes and the out-of-print Taihui that he had collected The heavy wooden boxes of ancient books were loaded onto the carriage.

There is also a pot covered in the ancient book. He bought it not long ago, so he can really save a little bit, and take away everything he can take away.

Chu Lan was staring at his box, her hands tightly clenched on the wooden handles of the rocking chair.

Then when Xie Cangshan came back, he saw him clutching the rocking chair and not letting go.

……

The monk's shadow slowly approached Chu Lanyin and stood in front of him.

The winter jasmine on the shrub was blown by the wind with a layer of golden waves.

The monks had to say goodbye to each other, and Chu Lanyin had already remembered some etiquette in the cultivation world.

He reluctantly let go of his hand, and he didn't want to see the monk, so he folded his sleeves and went back.

But at the same time, he was thinking bitterly: Are you a log!If you don't want me now, you won't have a chance in the future! ...You idiot, you missed the master of the world, you—

Then he suddenly found that his field of vision had increased.

Xie Cangshan even carried the rocking chair with his spirit belt up for him.

Chu Lanyin: Huh? ? ?

The capacity of the storage device is limited, and it has already been filled. Originally, the rocking chair was too big to fit, so it was really difficult to take it away, so Xie Cangshan planned to stay here.

But Jian Ling seemed to really like this rocking chair, so he thought about it and tried to bring it with him.

And so the last piece of furniture in the house was gone.

So when the person who bought this house came to see the house again, he was really shocked by the empty scene in front of him.

Buyer: My mother, is this a thief?

No, this is a poor ghost.

After fixing the rocking chair, Xie Cangshan tied a hemp rope to the wooden cart and the carriage, and then ran with the wooden cart.

But in the long run, it should not be stable. In the future, I still need to buy another carriage and hire a driver.

You can't always feed the horse his "knowing the way" props. After all, the horses in the carriage don't need to be chased and let them run on their own.

Chu Lan was still a little psychedelic because she was sitting in the carriage.

It wasn't until Xie Cangshan also picked up the curtain and bent over to enter that he realized that they seemed to be going to set off together.

"What's wrong?" Xie Cangshan squeezed his sore shoulder from carrying things with his backhand, and said to him, "Don't worry, the chair is on the wooden cart behind."

Chu Lan felt that it was difficult to explain her mental journey, so she gave up.

Xie Cangshan took out his spirit stone stock from his luggage, and said to Chu Lanyin: "We have to pass through several states, and the road is rather boring, so I can only wrong you to use this to raise spirits. In addition, there are many monks in these states, and we If you are called a brother, you cannot be called Sword Spirit, so what should I call you?"

After thinking about it, I felt that calling you Xiaodi seemed to take advantage of others, and calling Chu Lanyin seemed unfamiliar, so I asked, "Can I call you Lan Yin?"

No one ever called him that.

Chu Lanyin thought: Humans like to call the latter two words, which sound quite close.

Seeing him nodding, Xie Cangshan said: "Lan Yin, come, today's Guling Formation."

In the past few days, he has been using the spirit-solidifying array to solidify the sword spirit every day.

He was drawing circles, but he heard a hoarse and low voice from the opposite side. He couldn't make out what he was saying, but it was indeed coming from the sword spirit.

Xie Cangshan was really pleasantly surprised, he raised his head and said, "Lan Yin, can you talk now?"

Chu Lanyin touched her throat and said, "...um."

"Then let me ask you, do you want to go to the south or the north?"

Chu Lan raised her eyebrows, wondering how I would know.

Xie Cangshan was not in a hurry, and said: "In the north, it is relatively dry and there are many monks. Ningzhou will be very lively. In the south, it is a water town, humid and rainy. There will be many ethnic exchanges, and the exotic atmosphere is more serious."

He was deliberately training Chu Lanyin to speak.

Even if there is no condensation of cold air, if you don't speak for a hundred years, your language ability will almost degenerate, so you have to practice frequently.

And the brain also needs to be trained. Being in a dark environment for a long time, the thinking ability will be reduced and the reaction will be slow. After Lan Yin gets used to it for a while, Xie Cangshan has already considered doing arithmetic problems for Sword Spirit, which especially exercises the brain.

Although the sword spirit can come and go freely, Xie Cangshan knows that he will not wish to become dull, and there is still a lot to learn when walking outside in the future.

Chu Lanyin was forced to think for a while.

His memory of the north is that there is a lot of snow, and it never stops.

There was a former sword master in the south who he wanted to kill.

Sword Spirit carefully considered his current strength.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, he still couldn't beat that demon right now.

And beside him is Xie Cangshan, a crooked monk.

So he said hoarsely: "...North."

Xie Cangshan put the circle in his hand: "Okay, then let's go north!"

He got up and opened the curtain of the car, and said a formula to the horse outside.

The "Zhitu" prop automatically recognized the command and led the two horses to gallop north.

Seeing this situation, Lian Chulan's attention was immediately distracted.

Sword Spirit was taken aback.

—the man was talking to the horse!

What an amazing person, Jian Ling thought.

His memory is still very fragmented, and he vaguely remembers that his previous sword master was also a restless person, and he would talk to him a lot every time, but while talking, he acted like a demon, which was very annoying to the spirit, every time he heard that When the sword master opened his mouth, he wanted to stab his mouth and cut off his tongue.

But Xie Cangshan will not be like that.

He didn't hate Xie Cangshan, on the contrary, he was happy to listen to him.

Chu Lanyin sighed in her heart: But why is this, no matter how much you want to talk to someone, you won't be able to find Brother Ma, right?

I also remembered that there were no other living beings in the monk's house. Is it because he knew that he had this problem, suppressed himself, and usually only talked to flowers, plants, tables and rocking chairs?

...as if it were true, he sometimes spoke into the air while arranging the papers.

No wonder he did not hesitate to risk his sickness to save himself for no reason.

God knows that Xie Cangshan has risen to a higher level in the logic of Sword Spirit.

Cultivator Xie doesn't force himself to form a military contract, wants to find someone to confide in, but doesn't go around doing evil to play with people's hearts. This is also fighting the sick body to search for souls in the abyss.

Conclusion - what a nice guy he is!

Then Chu Lanyin began to think about how her transformed spirit could help him.

First of all, you must practice speaking well and chat with him more.

So after three days, Chu Lanyin's language skills improved by leaps and bounds, to the point where she could communicate easily.

Xie Cangshan was also very surprised by this. If this kind of learning ability is replaced by the scale according to the scene, it is already very remarkable and can get a very high score.

His understanding of the sword spirit has also risen to a new height.

This is a spirit that is motivated, persevering, and not afraid of setbacks!

After experiencing various difficulties such as tongue knots, pronunciation errors, flat and curled tongues, etc., Lan Yinjianling had not communicated with others for 200 years, and the two ethnic groups did not understand the language, and completed it in just three days. Mastery of the spoken language of the Terran.

It wasn't until many years later, when Chu Lanyin and Xie Cangshan talked about these days on Xishan Mountain, that they discovered that their brain circuits seemed to be in the same channel, but in fact they were far apart.

What sounds good is a slight discrepancy, and what sounds bad is basically the wrong thing to say.

But that's all for later.

The days of going north were not all spent in a carriage.

Xie Cangshan has a clear goal. He walks along the way, investigates the proliferation of evil things along the way, goes to the places where he learned in the early years that he can climb the mountains, and at the same time looks for the old man who is doing field research on spiritual things in various parts of Taihui. friends, and... making money.

Fortunately, although his injury is not very good now, it is not like the usual vomiting of blood and fainting.

But he is used to vomiting, he is a new resident of Taihui who can calmly watch himself vomit blood with a basin, get up and cook after being unconscious for a few days.

It is estimated that after another half a month, he will be able to go out to work as a monk.

Heading north, instead of taking the official road, two horses, under the guidance of "Zhitu", pulled the cart forward.

These few days are a few days with a particularly strong learning atmosphere.

Xie Cangshan didn't do anything else, he was teaching Sword Spirit to speak and do arithmetic.

And the performance of the sword spirit also surprised him, and now there is basically no problem with their communication.

Sword Spirit is no longer always in a daze, and his reaction power has been significantly improved, and he can even solve quadratic equations in one yuan.

On the sword spirit comprehensive evaluation form in Xie Cangshan's mind, many check marks were drawn.

But there was one thing, when he knew the reason, he was really stunned.

That means Sword Spirit can't read characters.

Lan Yin can quickly report the value of X, but there is no way to write the answer on paper.

He couldn't even make out what was written on the paper.

This is a detail that Xie Cangshan is not aware of, and it is not mentioned in the sword spirit's order.

Three cultivators, he only stayed in Taiwei for a while, and he knew that the sword spirits there could read and write, and the way of transforming was also different from Taihui.

Originally, he thought that Taihui just adopted a mode of virtualizing spiritual power, but who knew there were so many restrictions.

The sword spirit floats away, not because he wants to float, but because he can only float. He is not afraid of the cold because they cannot perceive the cold, and he cannot read because he cannot read.

——There is something wrong, Taihui Tiandao!

In Xie Cangshan's mind, the scolding voices of colleagues from Tianmingdao who had been on the mission of Taihui before emerged.

"Indeed."

It's really buggy.

Xie Cangshan agreed in his heart.

And then... was struck by lightning.

There was a loud bang, and a thunderbolt fell in the blue sky and broad daylight!

Xie Cangshan hugged Chu Lanyin with his backhand, and yelled out of the carriage window: "It's ridiculous to be angry for no reason!"

He slammed the window shut with force.

Xie Cangshan covered Chu Lanyin's ears and let the carriage pass through the thunder and lightning.

Chu Lanyin: "..."

Jian Ling nestled in his arms, thinking: What's the matter with being a little cool?

When they parked the carriage at the gate of the city and came down with the sword spirit in their arms, they were greeted by the attention of a group of people.

They didn't feel it in the car, but the group of people outside could see it clearly.

In broad daylight, when thunder fell from heaven, the unmanned carriage traveled through the thunder and lightning, accurately avoided all thunderstorms, and dragged a wooden cart to the city gate.

Looking at the ones coming out of the car, there are actually two good-looking sons!

In the age when evil things are raging, they are not happy to visit their relatives. Most of these people are traders who are forced to make a living. They have seen a lot from traveling all over the world. When encountering this strange celestial phenomenon, the first reaction is not to avoid it, but—— business opportunity !

They actually took out their own goods and put them in front of them.

"Immortal Chief, our spiritual stone was dug from the bottom of Ningzhou. It is full of spiritual energy and can cultivate one's body and mind!"

"My lord, my lord, this is a good thing! The great magic staff of the Western Regions! Hula la blah blah—"

"Is this young man sleepy? My peach blossom candy from Ganzhou, look at this box, it looks delicious!"

Chu Lanyin turned her head, facing Xie Cangshan's chest.

There are too many people, too many, he will want to draw his sword and fight out.

Xie Cangshan took a few steps back to distance himself from the person.

But I still chose among those few items, and finally bought the box of candy.

Sword spirits can't eat human food, and it doesn't taste good after eating it, but the candy looks really good, crystal clear, and contains a pink peach blossom inside, which is very delicate and pleasing.

Xie Cangshan thought about buying it back and thinking about how to do it. In the future, he will make the spirit stone like this. Different spirit stones have different tastes for the sword spirit, and he can also enrich his food within the possible range.

After buying this, she suddenly heard Chu Lanyin in her arms say, "That."

A bearded peddler suddenly regained his energy, and eagerly approached him and said, "Young master, you have good eyesight! My spirit stone was dug out from the spirit vein by my brother who cultivated immortality. The boss only dug out this small piece from the big stone. It's not destined to be with the young master, but it's going to be sent to Ningzhou!"

This is an exaggeration, Xie Cangshan looked around, this spirit stone is only mediocre.

But maybe Sword Spirit likes to eat?

So he said: "How to sell?"

The other party said with a smile: "Let's give Xianchang a half discount, 50 taels!"

Xie Cangshan: ... stealing money.

But after thinking about it, this was the first time that Sword Spirit asked him what he wanted.

To some extent, when there is a desire to "want", there is a kind of motivation.

Money can be earned at any time, but the sword spirit wanted it for the first time, but it was gone after it passed.

So he handed the money bag to the bearded man and said, "Okay, I'll take it."

Everyone looked at the good guy, this is a big mistake!Immediately more eager to surround him.

Xie Cangshan declined all of them, and put the newly bought Lingshi in Chu Lanyin's hands.

The sword spirit was not polite, he opened his mouth and swallowed.

"Young master, this is—"

Before others were amazed, this seemingly weak young man made an even more astonishing move.

He suddenly sat up straight, wrapped his arms around the neck of the person who was hugging him, and kissed him.

Xie Cangshan's pupils shrank, and Jian Ling's cold lips were already pressed against him.

A gust of cold air poured down the lips.

He was about to tilt his head back, but suddenly he felt the spiritual thread in his body tremble, and the spiritual atmosphere was light.

Is this... channeling the spiritual thread for him?

There is no one who understands the composition of spirit lines better than Sword Spirit. Chu Lan has been displeased with Xie Cangshan's tangled and disconnected spirit lines for a long time. Today, he came across such a spirit stone with strong guiding power, which happened to be convenient for him comb comb.

Jian Ling didn't know what he had done. After all, if the spiritual power in his body hadn't solidified, there were other ways, but right now, nothing was convenient, so he had to start sorting out from the most direct entrance.

The merchants were well-informed, and after being shocked for a moment, they came back to their senses and immediately changed their sales routines.

"What a pair of talents and looks, a match made in heaven! Let's have a piece of reunion cake, and the reunion will always be on a blind date."

"My red string, consecrated by Dayinhua Temple, I guarantee that you two will last forever, love each other!"

"Xianjun, this Acacia Cheats, dual cultivation of Dafa, many postures, everyone who has used it agrees!"

"The two of you are like glue, why don't you leave the household chores to me, a black baby? My black baby works very quickly, and I'm the last one, so you guys won't come?"

Xie Cangshan also recovered at this time.

He supported the sword spirit, patted the sword spirit's back lightly with one hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you, it's just—"

Just as she was about to tell Jian Ling that she could not just care about her relatives, Chu Lanyin's attention had already shifted to other places.

He pointed to a wooden cart not far away, and asked, "What is this for?"

"It's the Hei boy on the car!" The last prostitute who spoke was happy, and hurriedly said: "The last one, as long as you don't need any money, you can take five taels of silver! The strong and strong Hei boy can do everything under water and run errands." , Coincidentally, it just so happens that his name is Shi Shi, so it's not because of fate with you two!"

Being locked on the wooden cart, Qiao Yan weakly opened his eyes, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"...Stone?" Chu Lan didn't realize it for a while, he really didn't know that a person's name could also be called a stone.

So his mind jumped back to the spirit stone just now, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Delicious!"

Qiao Yan: ...

What?I want to be reduced to other people's rations, what's the reason for it!

Chu Lan suddenly noticed that the black child's spirit line was fluctuating violently, so she wanted to go down and have a look.

He asked Xie Cangshan to put himself down, and after Xie Cangshan confirmed that he could float, he slowly helped him stand up.

Chu Lanyin walked slowly to the wooden cart of the prostitute.

Sword Spirit's robe dragged to the ground, although others felt that he was walking too smoothly, they didn't think about it floating above his head.

Then Chu Lanyin probed her head and said to the black boy, "Black?"

Qiao Yan: Hey you fart!I fight with you! ! !

The author has something to say:

[Small Theater] The hearts of everyone at that time

Xie Cangshan: How should I teach Sword Spirit that kissing is a behavior that only those who are intimate will have...

Chu Lanyin: Wow - what a dark person!

(Although you can't see it, your intuition needs to be matched with surprise)

Qiao Yan: I ate a child!Eat a child!I really freaked out TOT

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The rhythm of the first half of the reminiscences will be a little slower hahaha, the calm before the boss (?)