Author: Jian Fei in the Heavy Rain

Jing Yue stopped dancing after eight times in a row, not because Shen Lu and Shen Yun came, but because his legs were numb.

After all, this is not the body of a saintly girl. It is strange that it is not numb after it fell from such a height and was chopped to the ground.

He stood there stiffly, waiting for the numbness to dissipate, while chatting with the two brothers and sisters to avoid embarrassment.

The two brothers and sister came to ask him what he needed recently, saying that he just needed to buy something for his house.

With 70% of the income from that small street, Jingyue was already self-sufficient and had no shortage of medicine or anything.

But thinking about the materials needed to draw the talisman, he couldn't help but ask Shen Yun if he could get some talisman ink.

The so-called talisman ink and talisman paper are all tools for practicing drawing talisman.

The best talisman ink is usually mixed with prepared animal blood, which helps the flow of infuriating energy and achieves a smooth and silky effect when writing.

However, these things are dispensable in the end, just like sword talismans. After entering the Tao with talismans, you can use the sword to draw talisman out of thin air. There is no need for any talisman ink or talisman paper.

But now that Jing Yue is a newcomer, he still needs the help of these things.

Shen Yun said: "These things are not very common, but don't worry, Brother Jing, I will definitely help you find them."

Hearing that what Jing Yue wanted was talisman paper and talisman ink, Fourth Miss Shen Lu couldn't help but be surprised and said: "Brother Jing, can you draw talismans?"

Since her relationship with Jing Yue became better, Shen Lu's name for Jing Yue has changed from the slightly distant "Hey" to the sweet "Brother Jing" now.

Jing Yue nodded and said, "I understand a little bit."

Shen Lu couldn't help but said with admiration: "Brother Jing, why do you know everything? Unlike my brother, who knows nothing."

The third young master, Shen Yun, laid down his gun for no reason and said angrily: "You compare me with Brother Jing, I really thank you!"

This time, Jing Yue originally wanted the third young master to buy a sword for him, but when he thought that this girl would even spend a thousand taels of silver on a gun, he decided to buy it himself.

He is a person who prefers cost-effectiveness. Except for being particular about taking medicine, if other things are too expensive, he can't help but feel guilty.

There was nothing I could do, I was scared of being poor at first.

That day, Jing Yue took the medicine as usual. When the medicine took effect, he silently said: "System, I want to enter the body of the eldest lady."

There was a familiar spin, and Jing Yue came to Mu Qingqian's body again.

"You're finally here." Miss Mu Da's voice sounded happily as usual.

Because this was the first time since the eldest lady confessed her love, Jing Yue felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

At this time, Mu Qingqian's voice continued - "Well, don't worry about me liking you. Even if you have a girl you like, you don't need to care about me."

If she could control her body at this moment, she would be looking cautiously with her big beautiful eyes open.

This is indeed the result of the eldest lady's careful consideration these days.

Yes, after her brave confession to Jing Yue, she thought that Jing Yue might have someone else in mind, and couldn't help but worry that it would cause trouble to Jing Yue, so she wrote the above paragraph.

Jing Yue raised his eyebrows and replied, "Don't worry, I would have done it even if you didn't tell me."

"That's good."

Mu Qingqian felt quite lost for a while.

She endured it for a while, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore and asked cautiously: "Does that mean you have a sweetheart?"

"No, I'm not interested in girls at the moment." Jing Yue replied.

"It's okay, it's okay." The eldest lady secretly breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced.

At this time, Jing Yue's attention was suddenly attracted by a long sword on the table.

This sword is not the standard three-foot Qingfeng, it is at least four feet, but even so long, it still does not appear slender because its blade is very wide.

The material of the sword is also very special, it is blue in color and somewhat transparent, like ice crystals in the deep sea.

There are some white textures in the semi-transparent sword body, which are petal-shaped, like blooming jasmine flowers.

"What kind of sword is this?" Jing Yue couldn't help but ask.

"What my mother gave me yesterday is an ancient sword passed down from our family. It was probably made from ten thousand years of black ice in the Kunlun Mountains. It doesn't have a name yet."

"No name?" Jing Yue asked confused.

"Well, the rules of the family are that as long as the sword has a new owner, it must have a new name. Can you help me choose a name now?" Mu Qingqian tried.

Jing Yue said in surprise: "Me? Why?"

Last time my nephew asked him to give him a name, but this time he came with a sword.

I have to say that this sword is really the best. It looks extremely generous, but feels light and sharp when held in the hand.

Faintly, the sword body and the water spirit body actually echoed, and it seemed very smooth.

Mu Qingqian said: "I don't know why, I just feel that you should be good at naming."

"I'm a waste of names." Jing Yue sighed.

"I'm even more useless, please help me get one." The eldest lady said pitifully.

Faced with the coquettish behavior of this "like-minded" eldest lady, Jing Yue couldn't refuse for a moment and said: "The name I chose is ugly."

"As long as it's yours," the eldest lady said enthusiastically.

Jing Yue looked at the white texture like jasmine flowers on the sword body and asked doubtfully: "Little white flowers?"

Mu Qingqian suddenly became happy and said, "Okay, let's call her Xiao Baihua."

From then on, her sword had a name, and it was given by the person she liked, which was of great significance to her.

Jing Yue: "."

He didn't expect that the eldest lady would make such a hasty decision. He had a few alternatives, but they seemed to be useless.

So this ancient sword, which is quite large, has a rather fresh name - "Little White Flower".

Jing Yue looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, and then at the plum blossoms blooming outside the window, so he stretched out his hand and dipped it with the "Zhan" formula, and picked out one.

He put these red flowers in Miss Mu Da's hair, and the lady in the mirror suddenly had a touch of charm.

Jing Yue couldn't help but sigh: "You are quite suitable to wear red flowers."

Mu Qingqian said "Yeah." and said obediently: "I understand."

From then on, every time Jing Yue went to the eldest lady, she always had a red flower on her head, pure and pretty.

When Jing Yue stood on his legs, playing with guns and swords, increasing his strength, the willow trees by the river in Bianzhou City had sprouted green buds.

Under the warm sun, people took off their heavy winter clothes one after another, thinking that the warm spring had completely arrived.

But what followed was a steady drizzle and an annoying late spring cold.

Most people in Bianzhou City don't like the weather.

It was cold, damp, and the soil was spilled on the wet stone road, and was trampled into mud, making it look cold and dirty.

On the outskirts of the city, in a house with four entrances and exits, Junior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Li from Dingyun Pavilion returned.

As soon as they returned to this realm, they inevitably became depressed.

Senior Brother Li said: "Then Zhao Si has been acting like a turtle since he came back. Should we help him pull it out?"

Junior Brother Wang looked at the gloomy weather and sighed: "Trash, everyone in this city is trash, it's time to help him pull it out."

As a result, at this moment, a homing pigeon flew over with flapping wings.

Senior Brother Li said in surprise: "It's a message from the pavilion."
Chapter completed!