Update time: 2012-06-20

As the sound of rain dripping, as the door creaked, Lin Han poked his head out of it and looked at the sparse drizzle in the courtyard in annoyance.

He looked at the opposite side, but he heard no sound, muttering: "Did Yu Canghai not return overnight?" It was really possible. Given his obsession with the Evil-Breaking Sword Note, since he knew that the sword note had appeared, there was no reason to look around.

After walking a few steps along the corridor, Lin Han stopped in a daze, turned around and looked back at the room where Yu Canghai lived, and cursed: "Okay, Yu Canghai, you didn't move away, right? You are cruel!"

Even though he was scolding, Lin Han knew that since Yu Canghai was trying to hide from him, it would be difficult to find him anymore. After coming to the lobby, Lin Han did not call the waiter to call for food, but ran to the shopkeeper and asked, "Shopkeeper, I am a guest living in Room 11, please help me check if the guests in Room 12 of A have checked out?"

When he heard Lin Han’s question, the shopkeeper did not go to flip the account book, but said with a smile: “Young Hero is talking about the guest. He left shortly after dinner last year. I was very surprised at the time why he checked out at night, so I remember it clearly, why? He is the Young Hero’s friend?”

Lin Han shook his head and walked away from the counter, thinking: As expected, Yu Canghai is really careful.

After asking the waiter to bring some snacks and tea, Lin Han occupied a table and drank it by himself. After using breakfast in a hurry, he picked up the prepared umbrella and opened it. He held the umbrella in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, and walked into the rain and went out.

Lin Han went out this time not to meet some special people or do something special, but to go out to buy some ink and cowhide. As a thoughtful, cultural and martial arts many young people who have been with great knowledge for many years, Lin Han has always been unable to understand: Why does everyone who grabs the secrets of martial arts hide it instead of copying one?

With such doubts, Lin Han came to a Bimofang. There was no customer in Bimofang, and the boss even lay on the counter and dozed off. No wonder, on such a damn rainy day, students were all lying in the room to study, and few people were willing to go out, let alone buy some stationery, pen and ink in the rain.

After entering the store, seeing that the boss had not woken up, Lin Han lifted the sheathed sword with his right hand and tapped the sword tip on the counter, making an "aggressive" vibration. The boss raised his head from the table with a trembling sound and saw a long sword standing in front of him. In a shock, his fat body did not look bloated at all. He jumped back quickly and said with a sad face: "Great hero, good luck, this rainy day, there is no customer, and the store has not opened yet. There is really no money to respect the hero."

Lin Han's eyebrows were almost lifted up when the boss said, and he said angrily: "I'm not here to ask you for money."

It would be fine if Lin Han didn't explain, but this explanation was even more amazing. The store owner was so shocked that he almost knelt down for Lin Han, and said tremblingly: "Hero, I, Wang Fugui, are really a good citizen. I have a white-haired mother and a three-year-old child waiting to be fed. I was doing business honestly before and never offended anyone. There is no need for a hero to take my life!"

Lin Han was really amused by him. Unexpectedly, this fat man was so timid. He slapped his sword on the counter and scolded: "Who wants your money and kills you? Young man, I'm here to buy some pens and ink. Are you still doing business?"

"What? Buy ink?" Fatty Wang's body stopped trembling, and he had strength to speak, and even asked questions with double sounds.

"What? Isn't it okay?" Lin Han said helplessly.

"Okay, you'll say it earlier." Fatty Wang hurriedly walked out from behind the counter, "I'll tell you, it's better to use a sheep's hair brush when writing..."

Seeing that Lin Han was really here to buy pens and ink, Fatty Wang was not afraid. Although it is no longer the era of literati like the Wei and Jin Dynasties, it does not prevent some literati with good ancient styles from time to time. Obviously, Fatty Wang has already regarded Lin Han's former pretentious young man with silver spear and wax head and gold and jade.

Fortunately, Lin Han didn't know what Fatty Wang was thinking, otherwise it would be hard to say whether Lin Han would give him some ruthlessness.

After being pulled by Fatty Wang for a long time to popularize the knowledge of pen and ink, Lin Han finally bought all the tools for writing. The next one was naturally the tools for writing. Originally, according to Lin Han's intention, it would be enough to buy some rice paper or something, but when it was thought that writing on paper would be easy to destroy, it would be better to buy a piece of cowhide made from nitrogen.

After a few inquiries, I finally found the fur shop in the corner of the street. The shopkeeper here is much more fierce than Fatty Wang. He is probably used to dealing with the butcher and hunter. He has no fear of Lin Han holding the sword. After understanding Lin Han’s purpose, he immediately took out a few finished products for him to choose from.

Considering that it is too small to copy the evil-proof sword score, and it is not suitable for carrying it, Lin Han finally chose a piece of nitro-made yellow cowhide that is one foot square. The shopkeeper is also a wise man, and he knows that for Lin Han, who is licking blood on the knife, he must not bully people like Lin Han, and the price he wants is fair. On such a rainy day, both parties completed the transaction in a harmonious manner.

After buying all the things, Lin Han walked back to the inn. After returning to the room, he spread the cowhide on the table and took out the red cassock that he had collected intimately from his arms. After grinding the ink, he picked up the pen and dipped it in, and carefully copied it on the cowhide according to the original on the cassock.

As an amateur calligraphy enthusiast in my previous life, Lin Han still wrote well in his brush calligraphy. Although he rarely wrote in this life, he felt it after he picked up the pen. He did not feel helpless because of more than ten years of unfamiliarity. No wonder calligraphy is a kind of precipitation in life. The longer he gets, the more mellow it becomes.

After copying all the words on the robe onto the cowhide, Lin Han compared the original graphics and copied the image of the sword-making directions onto the transcript in a very good way. In this way, the second evil-proof sword score in the world of Xiaonao was born, which was exactly the same as before.

After picking up the cassock and contrasting it with the cowhide, Lin Han was very satisfied with his achievements all morning. After appreciating it, he took the cassock back into his arms as usual, but opened the cowhide with the sword technique of warding off evil on the desk, waiting for it to dry naturally.

While waiting, Lin Han pulled out the long sword from the sword sheath and practiced the new evil-repelling sword technique in this room. Lin Han had already obtained the essence of the evil-repelling sword technique from the Qingcheng Sect. This time it was just a supplement, but he still gained a lot, making his evil-repelling sword technique more rounded, and the key parts in the past could also be connected, so the sword technique naturally took another step forward.

Of course, the mental method on the Evil-Breaking Sword Score can only be a reference, and it can even be said to have no effect on Lin Han at all. The reason is that the eight big words "I want to practice magical skills and wield the sword and castrate themselves" are eye-catching in the front row, which makes Lin Han dare not make any ideas. At this moment, Lin Han really realized what "she is" and understood Cao Cao's aggrieved mood back then.

It can be said without hesitation that the mental method of the Evil-Baring Sword Score is higher than any martial arts in the world, including the Dugu Nine Swords, but Lin Han dare not practice it. From this we can also see that Yue Buqun is definitely not stupid. He has created a fake Evil-Barring Sword Score, which can deceive Zuo Shi Bo's other martial arts masters. Fortunately, he will never have another chance in this life.

After practicing the evil-repelling sword technique in the room for an afternoon, the cowhide version of the evil-repelling sword score finally dried up, and Lin Han also took it into his arms and put it together with the robe version of the evil-repelling sword score.

Lin Han felt a little confused about how to deal with the robe version of the Evil-Destroying Sword Score. Logically speaking, it should be destroyed, but he was a little reluctant to let it go. Perhaps it is good to release it out of the world as a disaster, but there are many powerful people in the world, and there are a lot of great people who are willing to castrate themselves. As the saying goes, as long as you have a deep skill, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle. Think about it, isn’t such a magical object as the “Iron Pestle” into the best prop to grind the “Iron Pestle” into the embroidery needle? Ensure that one is accurate and you can practice it all into Aunt Dongfang.

Finally, Lin Han thought of his own brother, Master Lin from the Fuwei Escort Agency, and thought it would be better to return the original owner. As for whether to practice or not, it depends on his own choice.

After making up his mind, Lin Han went out for supper. After dinner, it was still raining, so he went out again in the morning outfit. This time, his target was the Fuwei Escort Agency, not only to meet Lin Pingzhi, but also to visit Yue Buqun who was "survived of the Great Disaster".

Walking on the road leading to the Fuwei Escort Agency, you can see two big stone lions lying in front of the Lin Mansion from afar, but you can never see the errant flag that once fluttered in the wind again, which made people sigh.

Before walking to the closed door, Lin Han knocked on the iron door with the hilt of the sword, and the sound came from afar in the quiet night. Soon after, someone took the light to open the door. After opening the door, the people inside poked their heads out and looked out. Both sides were shocked. It turned out that the man was Lauderno. Lauderno had a very difficult life these two days, because he was responsible for Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan's safety, but he had a ghost in his heart. After seeing someone obtaining the Evil-Breaking Sword Book, he still cared about Lin, Yue and the other two, Yue Buqun pressed the indirect responsibility for the attempted rape of his daughter on Lauderno's head, and occasionally asked him to vent his anger, tortured him to the point of suffering, and sighed that the lurking work was not easy to do.

Seeing that Lin Han was visiting Lin Han, the sour water was rising from Laudenno's stomach. It was considered as if he had found the organization, and tears were almost flowing. For Laudenno, Lin Han didn't feel much disgusted in his previous life. In addition, he joined the Songshan Sect in this life, and he felt very sympathetic to his experience. He quickly lowered his voice and said, "Senior Brother Lao persisted for a while, and then he would be able to return to the Songshan Gate Wall."

Lauderno was excited, but he didn't show any signs on his face, but just nodded to Lin Han. Lin Han said to himself: What a good comrade, the people of Songshan need you!

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