Half a Sect Master

Chapter 35: book of war

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Sun Qingyi then came to see Yin Rui several times, but each time Yin Rui's attitude was very vague. If he said he didn't want to cooperate, he didn't expressly refuse. If he said he was very moved by what he wanted this time, his attitude was very It was too indifferent. After waiting for a few days, Sun Qingyi gradually became anxious. Several forces were secretly discussing and preparing to go there. If they didn't deploy it, it would be too late.

A few well-informed and quick-witted elders saw Sun Qingyi, the young master of Qingfeng Jianmen visit frequently these days, and gradually figured out what, the young master of Qingfengjianmen came at this time, could it be for that matter, that thing There are already many forces conspiring, and they were willing to reach out, but most of the information about such things is in the hands of Bai Dao, and now, if Qingfeng Jianmen is here to cooperate with them, they will undoubtedly get the first-hand News, the chances of obtaining such a thing will undoubtedly be greatly increased.

Some elders who couldn't contain their excitement even came to the door to ask for a job, but all of them met with cold nails.

It was a few days later when Bai Fan discovered the anomaly. He looked at the great elder who was kneeling outside the door holding a petition in the middle of the night, and said with a cold and unfathomable expression on his face behind his back, "Go back, this matter, I have my own plan."

After Bai Fan flicked away the Great Elder, he turned around and hurriedly wrote a letter to Yin Rui. He finally figured out the reason behind the incident. A peerless divine weapon was born, so I hope to cooperate with the Black Moon God Sect and work together to win.

After knowing the reason of the matter, Bai Fan's first reaction was, why is this matter so familiar? Bai Fan recalled it carefully, and then suddenly realized that Yin Nanhan just heard that there is a treasure born, and after going out to look for it, he disappeared forever .

Bai Fan was sweating profusely. After wiping his forehead, he wrote back to Yin Rui, to the effect that he hoped that he would consider it carefully. The road to treasure hunting is dangerous. Yin Nanhan is a living example.

Bai Fan didn't know, but Yin Rui couldn't help laughing when he saw his reply letter. Yin Nanhan's matter was a complete trap, and it was arranged by him himself, so naturally he never returned. This time the treasure hunt has already alarmed the forces of all parties, and it is obviously true.

But... the treasure hunt is indeed extremely risky. If you want to get the magic weapon with the greatest chance, it is naturally best to go there yourself, but this is undoubtedly more risky. If you miss it, not only him, but even Fan It will also be affected, but that magic weapon...

Even though Yin Rui didn't show it, Bai Fan still found out his reluctance from ten years of understanding and tacit understanding. He was a little strange, because Yin Rui's unique skill was not using swords, but palm techniques, and he usually used There is no special plot for swords and weapons, so why don't you give up today

Under Bai Fan's repeated questioning, Yin Rui finally wrote the truth, [It is rumored that there is a book of peerless war hidden in that magical weapon, its value is immeasurable.]When Bai Fan saw this reply letter, his expression became strange, this, [Do you want a book of war?][Well, the value of that book of war far exceeds that of that sword.]After receiving Yin Rui’s affirmative reply, Bai Fan was almost swearing. If you want a military book, don’t you say it earlier, I’ll help you memorize it. It is definitely better to memorize a few books than to hide in the sword and do not know if there is a military book.

Bai Fan opened his eyes suddenly on the hospital bed. There was no sleepiness in his eyes, and he could even be called full of fighting spirit. At this time, it was still daylight outside, and Xiao Wang, who was watching the night, was woken up by Bai Fan, and he still hadn't figured out what was going on. He was assigned to get the notebook, and Bai Fan searched the Internet for various keywords related to military books, and copied the results one by one to list a long list of military books, and ordered Xiao Wang to buy them all. Just go to the library to borrow.

Although Xiao Wang didn't understand what his boss wanted to do, he went to the book city immediately after receiving the order.

While waiting, Bai Fan reckoned in his heart that even though he has become accustomed to reciting long texts under Yin Nanhan's torture for so many years, it still takes a long time to memorize all of the dozen or so military books. The world's three famous military books, "Sun Tzu's Art of War", recite "Five Wheels" and "On War" after memorizing, and the rest of "Wu Zi's Art of War", "Seven Books of Wu Jing", "Three Strategies"... Arrange as appropriate .

Bai Fan waited for quite a while, but he still didn't see Xiao Wang coming back. He couldn't help frowning, but he was ashamed when he inadvertently saw the time in the lower right corner of the screen. It was seven twenty-six. At this time, there was no open the door...

He also blamed him for waking up too early, and immediately sent Xiao Wang out to buy books at dawn. Now Xiao Wang is probably still standing at the gate of his book city and watching pitifully.

Bai Fan shook his head, made a phone call, and slowed down his tone so that Xiao Wang didn't have to wait stupidly, and went to buy books after breakfast.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Fan casually logged into the chat tool that he hadn't logged in since the accident and was hospitalized, but he didn't think about it, and saw the Gongyi icon jumping non-stop when he logged in. When he opened it, there were dozens of messages. And it is almost every day.

Gongyi: Are you there

Gongyi: Why haven't you been here for the past two days

Gongyi: I have received your wine and I like it very much.

Gongyi: What happened, I have never seen you offline for such a long time.

Gongyi: Are you there? Just reply when you are...

Bai Fan read these messages one by one, and was a little moved. After all, no one came to visit him after being hospitalized for so many days. Although he himself did not spread the news of the hospitalization, he felt somewhat disappointed. There is someone who has been thinking about him, Bai Fan raised his hand and replied.

Brother Fan: I'm back.

Bai Fan didn't think about it, so he typed his words, and there was an echo immediately.

Gongyi: You are finally online, what happened these days, I have been unable to find you.

Bai Fan: Some things cannot be online, I didn't expect you to leave so many messages, I was shocked.

Gongyi: Is the smiling face a surprise for you

Afterwards, the two chatted as usual, which passed the time very well. When Gongyi mentioned the wine Bai Fan gave him, Bai Fan subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. That day was really unlucky. Just after delivering the wine, he was stabbed with a knife.

The conversation between the two lasted until Xiao Wang bought the book back. Before going offline, Bai Fan told Gongyi that he would log in every day in the future.

The rumbling sound of the stone door opening sounded, and the sound of empty footsteps stepped in.

Yin Rui walked into the secret room with a candle and looked at the paintings hanging on the wall.

After lighting all the candlesticks in the secret room, Yin Rui walked up to a life-size portrait and stood there. The figure in the portrait was standing there leisurely with a folding fan in hand. The moiré pattern on the collar is outlined, but there is nothing on the face, which looks extremely abrupt and weird.

Yin Rui stared silently at the person in the painting. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and stroked the blank face of the person in the painting. The movements of his hands were extremely gentle, as if he was touching something extremely precious. After an unknown amount of time, Yin Rui looked at the portrait, hesitated, and slowly leaned over, and finally pressed his face to the blank face of the portrait, closed his eyes and rubbed affectionately.