The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Lin Shu feels that although Yuehua Xianjun is not dead, it is something to be pleased with, but this cannot be a legitimate reason for the discontinuation of cheats.

He turned the previous part over and over and read it many times, speculating what the Qingming Devil wants to write.

However, the devil's thinking span is so large that Lin Shu has experienced it deeply in the previous part, and it is even more impossible to guess the latter part.

On the last page, "Qingming Mountain" is in Hezhou and He County. The devil has not mentioned it. For thousands of years, the vicissitudes of the mulberry fields have changed, and the place names are still unknown. Even if future generations read this cheat book, I am afraid It is also difficult to find out where this so-called "Qingmingshan" is.

The cheap apprentice Lin Shu speculated that the demon's intention was unsuccessful, and silently closed "Silent".

At this time the night was already deep, and in the bamboo sea outside, the practice of brothers and sisters of Yue Ruohe had also ended.

Yue Ruoyun said: "Daddy wrote again today, saying, Grandpa's brain has become more confused recently, and he can't tell the difference between me and his parents, and he often says some mysterious words in his dreams. If we are on vacation this time, don't go outside and go home and see. "

Yue Ruohe said, "Okay."

Lin Shu thought for a long time, he had not contacted Li Yamao's family in Minzhou for a long time.

The last correspondence was in June.

The test of Li Yamao's Shangling can be said to be very bumpy.

In the first year, the year Lin Shu came to the Shangling Academy, Mr. Meng asked him to go back and learn more literacy. Otherwise, he might not be able to read the secrets of mind law and keep up with the courses of the Academy.

However, Li Yamao didn't know a big word before. Even though he was born a little clever, he could not know a lot of words within one year, so he was called back by Mr. Meng to continue literacy the next year.

In the third year, I finally learned enough words, and I was confident that I could pass the assessment. Before the exam, I had a serious illness, and my fever was very high. The whole person was confused, and I could n’t even leave the door. I missed only one morning. Shangling test.

Today is half of the third year. Lin Shu thought about it, and before he knew it, he came to Shangling Academy, and it has been two and a half years.

He looked at the bronze mirror in the corner. Two years later, the person in the mirror had grown a lot, and he was not very short. Adjective ".

Thinking of Li Yamao's family, he wrote a letter asking him what was happening at home and whether he was safe.

After writing the letter, put it in a prominent place, and plan to bring it to class tomorrow and give it to the soul pigeon of Houshan to send to Minzhou.

After doing this, there was nothing to do. He looked up at the window and looked at the bamboo house of Ling Fengxiao.

There is a black cricket there. For two years, it has been like this, as if no one has ever lived.

The new students and sisters in the school are not familiar with the name of the young lady.

But for Lin Shu, his life in the past two years has been the same, without any novelty, and nothing new and profound has happened. I feel that the days I spent with Ling Fengxiao two years ago are vivid. As if the young lady was sitting in the atrium with a red umbrella yesterday, Gu Pansheng was bright and eye-catching.

And he looked at Miss's room at this time, and looked at the letter on the table, and suddenly felt that he was somewhat involved with this world.

After thinking about something, after a while, after washing, empty his head, hug the cat from the middle of the bed, and sleep.

Every day is as calm as this day.

In an instant, many days passed.

His life with the cat has not changed in any way, but the atmosphere in the school palace has become tense day by day.

First of all, there was a dispute within the Confucian Taoist Academy. The master sister Xie Zishe and the senior brother Ping Xu opposed each other because of different viewpoints. The two main factions, the main and the main faction, were at odds with each other. Gradually the flag was clearly divided into two factions.

The main and the faction regard the main war faction as heresy, and the main war faction treats the main peace faction as if it were a father-killing enemy. Not only was he ashamed to sit with the rival faction in class, the dining hall was even divided into two parts-the main faction was on the east side, and the area was relatively large.

——Even the girl who often asks him questions after the alchemy class, timidly asked: "Brother Lin, which school are you from?"

Which pie?

No faction.

——Even when eating, you have to see where the two factions pushed the front of the dining hall today, so you can choose a middle position to sit down.

Therefore, when Lin Shu was asked, he did not speak, and left after packing.

Since then, the girl has stopped talking to him.

Although Lin Shu does not know what the situation is outside, he also understands a little objective law. The more the dispute between the main warlord and the two factions is, the more imminent the battle is.

I do n’t know when the troubled times will come, and he has nothing to do but to work hard to cultivate.

In such a tense atmosphere, one semester is coming to an end, and the disciples are free to go out and travel and complete the commission.

Lin Shu did not intend to go out, after all, the young lady would not let him run around.

"Brother Lin," the girl said to him in an incredible world, and asked, "Are you planning to go down the mountain to do the task? What task?"

Lin Shu: "No."

"I took a difficult task with my roommates, sneaked into the north-south border to look for the limbs of the North Xia living dead, and handed it over to the Academy for research. Will my brother join?"

Lin Shu: "No."

The girl's eyes instantly became strange and alienated: "Brother, are you Lord?"

Lin Shudao said: "No."

The girl bowed her head and said, "Is it?"

Lin Shu felt very boring and left.

He felt that it was still better for the young lady to live, at least there was no stance problem, and he defaulted to the young lady's position automatically.

Back at the bamboo house, a snowy white dove stopped on the corner of the eaves.

——After so many days, Li Yamao finally wrote back?

He recruited the white pigeon and took off the small jade tube on its feet.

A piece of thick paper for snacks was stuffed in the jade tube.

Lin Shu opened the paper roll.

Scribbled handwriting, only one word was written.

ball.

ball?

What does it mean?

What is Li Yamao doing?

Lin Shu was puzzled.

However, although Li Yamao was slightly mischievous, he could not reply to a thousand miles, and only returned an unintelligible "ball".

He turned the rough paper over and looked at it, and when he looked far away, he could not see any mystery.

What ball?

The ball?

In this era, there is not even Cuju, how can there be a ball.

Lin Shu suddenly felt a stir.

In this era, the word ball is not a commonly used Chinese character at all.

The moment he realized the problem, he looked at the scribbled handwriting, the creases that were scribbled, and a word appeared in his mind.

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