Ye Qingcheng just stood up and suddenly realized something was wrong. He was stunned for a moment and quickly turned his eyes to the scroll again. He looked at the poem in the painting, and compared it with the note. His soft lips gradually tightened.
I sniffed, and my beautiful eyes were filled with surprise and panic.
In the poem in the painting, the "brother" in "Shan Alum is my brother, plum is my brother" is exactly the same as the "brother" in the note "I am my brother, Jun Yi," which means that this note is
From the hands of Lin Junyi.
"What would he do like this..." Lin Junyi's extraordinary face flashed in his mind. Ye Qingcheng sighed softly. She had a kind of resentment and appreciation for this young man.
A person like his father, even the old men among many nobles respect him and were very reserved in front of him. However, this poor boy was not humble and calm, and he was very famous in his understatement.
Wu Bixian competed, and based on this alone, he was much better than most noble boys.
However, he finally proposed to ask his younger brother to give up Wen Dao, which made Ye Qingcheng very angry. There were very few male members of the Ye family. Ye Chong was Ye Mingyuan's son and he would inherit the marquis in the future. If the culture was not up to standard, what if it was not as good as possible, what if it was not as good as possible.
Control the huge Ye family.[
In short, Ye Qingcheng didn't have much favoritism for Lin Junyi. When he learned that all this was his fault, he looked down on him a little bit: "I thought that if I had some talent, all women would like you, vulgarity
!”
"Xiaoyue, take this painting and burn it." Ye Qingcheng looked at the painting on the table angrily and instructed with some angrily.
"Ah?" Xiaoyue was stunned when she heard this and said in a daze, "Miss, such a good painting really burns?"
"Yeah, go and burn it."
"Oh." Xiaoyue nodded reluctantly, picked up the painting on the table and walked out the door.
However, as soon as she walked to the door, Ye Qingcheng immediately called her again: "Wait a minute..."
"Miss, have you changed your mind?" Xiaoyue turned around and said excitedly. This painting is so beautiful, and it is a pity to burn it.
"This painting is a birthday gift from that person. Even if I don't like him, it's still a kind of heart..." Ye Qingcheng pursed his lips and nodded, "Xiaoyue, since you have this painting you have for it."
If I like it so much, I'll give it to you."
"Really?" Xiaoyue happily held the painting in her arms and said happily: "Thank you, Miss!"
Just as this painting was reincarnated from death, Lin Junyi, who had just walked to the gate of the Ye family, suddenly froze there, and his head stumbled: "I've suffered!" He realized in an instant that he wrote to Ye Qingcheng for his elder brother.
I forgot to convert the handwriting of the note, but I still used my own handwriting. It would be fine if I didn’t have that painting, but with the handwriting of the poems in the painting as a comparison, with Ye Qingcheng’s intelligence, it is impossible to see that note that is
Written by yourself.
Lin Junyi smiled bitterly. Now he had shot himself in the foot. At this moment, Ye Qingcheng might have a bad impression of him.
"Oh!" A gentle sigh, Lin Junyi walked towards the direction of going home.
...
Time passed quickly, and four or five days passed by Ye Qingcheng's birthday, and it was getting closer and closer to the end of the year.
In the past few days, Lin Junyi has been traveling back and forth between the Yinfeng Mountains and his home, working hard to improve his skills, but the results have been minimal. With hard work every day, there are only about two thousand ghosts that can be captured, and it is only about two thousand, which is a total of 10th level peak. The 120,000 ghosts needed are far from each other.
This progress can be said to be fast for others, even some noble warriors, but for Lin Junyi, it is a bit slow.
The five days from the first to the fifth day of the third month next year will be the annual aristocratic challenge day of the Dagan Empire. If you want to be qualified to challenge the nobles and then enter the ranks of nobles, you must reach the spiritual fetus realm before this.
"Today is December 28th, March 1st, but it's only two months away. According to this progress, two months later, I'm afraid I will miss the challenge of this year's nobles." The ghosts in the formation of the jails were collected into the ancient tomb one by one. Lin Junyi began to retreat with familiarity and switched to another land, and sighed softly: "Now, even if I capture the ghosts day and night." It takes at least two months to reach the tenth level peak when practicing qigong. However, during this period, I cannot have time to capture ghosts every day..."
"If you continue like this, you will definitely miss this aristocratic challenge day. If you wait any longer, you will have to wait until next year." Lin Junyi's brows gradually frowned. Although the year was not long, he would never be willing to delay the year. Time, "It seems that we need to find another way."[
He was thinking distressed, but suddenly, Mr. Xiao’s voice came from his mind: “Tomb owner, there are many demons in the depths of this mountain range, but it is extremely dangerous inside. Would you like to go in and try it? ”
Lin Junyi was slightly stunned. Apart from the matter about the ancient tomb, Mr. Xiao ignored him no matter what difficulties he had. Why did he suddenly care about his affairs today?
/
"Haha... I saw that you have been worried about improving your skills these days, so I would like to remind you, but... I won't be the case." Old Xiao smiled.
Lin Junyi smiled embarrassedly, but forgot that Mr. Xiao could understand his thoughts, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Xiao, I'll go inside and take a look. As long as I can improve my skills, it's worth taking some risks."
The cold wind echoed in the forest. The entire Yinfeng Mountains, the more they walked in, the colder they became. The roar of ghosts sounded everywhere, and sometimes a gust of Yinfeng Mountains blew, making people shudder. Inside the Yinfeng Mountains, The last time Lin Junyi was chased by those two demons, he broke into it once, and he also got resentment from all ghosts. However, since then, he has tried to come in several attempts to find out, and he has been stubbornly stubbornly terrified by a group of ghosts. He ran away in a panic and lost confidence in forcing him.
This time, Lin Junyi was at his desperation. If he wanted to make a breakthrough as soon as possible, he had to attack those demons.
However, because he is now in a low-level skill, even if he starts the formation of a prison, he can't trap those demons. If he catches demons one by one, he will not be able to catch ghosts quickly. In such an unfavorable situation, Lin Junyi follows the words. He came in because he knew that Mr. Xiao would never let him come in for nothing.
All the spiritual senses were completely released, and carefully felt the movements around him. Lin Junyi approached the forest carefully, and along the way he also cleaned up many ghosts that could not be avoided. The more he walked inside, the more dense the ghosts gathered. Almost every three or four meters away, a bunch of ghosts gathered together, and there were more and more demons who could not see any traces on the outside.
Lin Junyi held his breath and walked gently. He tried to bypass these clusters of ghosts and walked into the inside. Now every big move will attract the vigilance of ghosts and demons around him. As long as he is surrounded by a bunch of ghosts, he will inevitably be involved.
If many ghosts join in, they will probably end up in a panic and fleeing again.
“Woo~”
Halfway through the way, a shrill roar suddenly came from the forest. The roar was filled with a low and cold air, which made people scared. Lin Junyi's steps stopped suddenly, and subconsciously looked towards the sound source.
Go past.
"Hey, it's strange that there are bars in this kind of place." Old Xiao said strangely.
Lin Junyi Lian asked, "Old Xiao, what is Ba?"
"This bar is cultivated by ordinary zombies for thousands of years. With certain opportunities, it has become a zombie demon, also known as the zombie king. This kind of zombie demon or zombie king is called a bar." Old Xiao explained: "This kind of ghost is very important."
It is amazing. Not only can it fly low, but it also comes and goes like the wind, with extremely fast speed and surprisingly powerful."
Lin Junyi's expression was shocked. He didn't expect that there would be such a monster in this world. He thought for a while and said, "How about Ba compared to the demon?"
"How? One hundred demons are not the opponent of Ba!" Mr. Xiao shook his head with a hilarious look, "There is no comparison between the two! Since there is Ba in front of you, you should not move forward anymore. Ba is a natural thing
Brutal, so bloody, you can smell the blood from a distance. Just in case, you can leave now."
Lin Junyi nodded, and did not dare to delay any further. Now he can deal with a demon, let alone the slap that is difficult for even a hundred demons to defeat. He quickly turned around and headed towards the way he came.
He returned, but as soon as he took five or six steps, a chill suddenly came from behind.
Lin Junyi shook violently and was about to stop, but Old Xiao shouted anxiously: "Run quickly, Wu is chasing him."
Lin Junyi's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly gathered all his true energy on his legs and fled forward quickly.
"Woo~Woo~"
The miserable howling sound approached quickly, and the chill was like a needle ray, thrusting into the heart.
"I can't escape, stop, fight to the death, maybe there is still hope." In my mind, Xiao Laoqing suddenly sighed.[
Lin Junyi's rushing pace suddenly stopped. The giant thing that was originally chasing above his head could not stop and ran forward. He seemed to find that Lin Junyi had stopped. The giant thing was also a big thing, and suddenly stopped in the air.
He stepped down and stared at him with an angry eyes.
Looking at the monster in horror, Lin Junyi couldn't help but take a breath of air. The ghost called Ba was about four or five meters high, and his muscles were all over his body, and his darkness seemed to have fermented.
With a shocking sense of power, its head is huge, with sparse white hair growing above its head. The whole face seems to be a combination of humans and some kind of animal, and it looks extremely terrifying.