However, the comatose cousin couldn't pay attention to his behavior and still didn't let go.
Lin Shu struggled several times to no avail, and then looked at the black cat who seemed to have nothing to do with him, and felt deeply helpless.
In the end, he could only push his cousin into the bed with one hand, lay down in the empty space with his clothes on, and cover the quilt.
Although it is really too close to his cousin, it is also a bit of a benefit. If there is another moth in the cousin's body, he can even feel it.
Lin Shu sat on the head of the bed and started watching "Silence" with one hand.
The secret manual of Qingming Demon Lord is all based on the fact that practitioners have no blockage of meridians and cannot use spiritual power.
This determines that this book does not have any spiritual or magical powers, it is all "magic".
The meaning of the devil is that the spiritual power is strong, although it is the right way to cultivate, but if the "skill" is practiced to the extreme, it is equally terrible. Even if there is no power to destroy the world, it can easily kill people invisibly.
Taking the needle of silence as an example, in the face of an enemy who has spiritual power to protect his body and has a body to avoid, how can he protect himself and also pierce the poison needle into the position where it should be pierced, destroying the meridians of his whole body
It's hard, but not impossible.
He has spiritual power to protect his body, so he will look for flaws, and if there are no flaws, he will be tempted to reveal flaws. He has an excellent body technique, and your technique is better than his technique.
Lin Shu roughly flipped through the first half of the book and realized that this cheat book was not a basic cheat book.
Although it is said to be practiced for people with unconnected meridians, the combat experience, intuition, physical skills, and even psychological quality it requires must all be top-notch.
A person whose meridians are blocked from the beginning will not be able to learn even if he gets this book.
Only someone who has already had the highest level of cultivation and means before, or someone who has a terrifying talent, can practice "skill" without spiritual power.
It is also true that before being abolished by the meridians, the Qingming Demon Lord was already a Demon Lord who swayed the devil's way. Even if he lost his cultivation, his vision was still extremely high. The exercises he created under such circumstances were naturally not something that an ordinary person could practice.
Lin Shu thought about it for a while, and felt that he had been successful in cultivation in his previous life, and his level was not low when discussing with others. He should be able to reach the threshold of cultivating "Silence".
Another threshold is financial resources, such as the needle of silence, the sword of silence, all of which require extremely precious and hard-to-find poisons to temper.
Lin Shu felt that he could cross this threshold.
After all, he now not only has a rich woman, but also a rich cat - although he doesn't know why the cat keeps following him.
He thought about it for a while, and felt that the black cat might owe Ling Xiao a lot of cause and effect, and he needed to stay to repay his gratitude. It happened that he had mastered the more proficient cat licking technique, and the cat stayed by the two of them.
Thinking about it this way, I still don't have a rich cat, and I still rely on my cousin to get the favor of the black cat.
Lin Shu: "..."
World events always repeat themselves. If the black cat stayed because he owed his cousin karma, then he seems to be a useless, helpless hamster who only spends money.
He's getting used to it.
Black cat: "Meow."
Lin Shu looked at it.
After transcending the calamity, according to Immortal Dao, he has entered the Mahayana period and is only waiting for ascension.
At this time, the people were extremely powerful, between the cultivators and the immortals, and they were called "land gods".
Then, this cat is now also a cat with the realm of a land fairy.
It's a wonder that such a cat can't turn into a human.
Seeing him looking at himself, the cat said flatteringly, "Meow."
Then climbed onto him.
Lin Shu had to put down the book and groom the cat.
After a while, he asked, "Can you change into a human?"
The cat's tone was harsh, and he barked angrily: "Meow."
Lin Shu continued to smooth hair.
The cat made a pleasant sound: "Meow."
never mind.
A child is not a cat, how can one know the joy of a cat.
If it is this cat, it is really possible that he chooses to stay the same because he likes to be brushed, and it is really possible to follow him because of his superb brushing skills.
At this time, it was already twilight outside, the stars rose, and night fell.
Lin Shu gradually became sleepy, but his cousin hadn't woken up yet, and his hand hadn't been released.
Lin Shu gave up struggling, got into the quilt, and decided to make do with it.
But... the hand being held was so strong that the cat squeezed in again and wanted to sleep between the two of them. He struggled for a long time to fall asleep.
Who would have thought that a person who is allergic to people would fall asleep holding hands with others
The next morning, when Lin Shu woke up, there was no one around, only a cat was sleeping soundly.
He looked out of the bed.
Right on my cousin's gaze.
Cousin's expression is still always gentle, but a little complicated.
"Last night..." my cousin said, "I was rude."
Lin Shu's body gradually returned to the cage.
I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that his right hand was still a little hot, and he was a little nervous.
He said, "It's okay."
The cousin said, "Are you angry?"
I do not have.
I just haven't fully woken up yet.
Lin Shu buried himself under the quilt and said, "No."
He is not a girl, and his cousin is not a girl. Even if they slept together for the night, they still hold hands—there is no such thing as "disrespect" in essence.
After a while, he woke up from his drowsiness, sat up from the bed, and rubbed his eyes.
After rubbing his eyes, he found that his cousin was looking at him.
Because of the faint morning light, Ling Xiao's entire outline was soft.
The look in his eyes was hard to describe, Lin Shu thought about it and came up with a very fitting metaphor.
It was a look at a kitten.
Lin Shu: "..."
He said, "Are you alright?"
"Thank you," Ling Xiao said, "it will be all right after a few more days of training."
Having brought up this topic, Lin Shu immediately thought of the mantra on Ling Xiao.
He said, "I saw a spell on you yesterday."
"Spell?" There was no surprise in Ling Xiao's expression, he pressed his right hand on his flank: "This?"
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
Ling Xiao said: "It's okay."
Lin Shu: "?"
"Northern Xia's sorcery is not unique," Ling Xiao sat down beside the bed and said to him, "Southern Xia and Northern Xia are originally one."
This Lin Shu did know.
In the course "Mr. Xiu Zhao elaborates on the history of Southern Xia", he talked about related things.
It is said that there was no Southern Xia and Northern Xia at the beginning, only the Great Xia Dynasty, which ruled the world.
Later, the national strength of Daxia declined, and the Yi people in the north invaded in a large scale, and went straight to the capital, detaining the emperor and several princes at that time.
The branch of the royal family who was lucky enough to take the important officials to escape from birth, moved south to Shu, although it lost half of the country, fortunately, it retained the orthodoxy, and the Fuxin Emperor ascended the throne, still called the Daxia Dynasty.
Later, a prince who was detained by the Yi clan actually made his way through the Jedi. Not only did he not die like the others, but he gained the support of the Yi clan chief. In the end, he relied on the tricks of the demon and all kinds of incredible means to usurp bit.
He became emperor and called the dynasty "the Great Xia Dynasty".
But the prince himself has cultivated some kind of sinister and strange method, and the Yi people have established themselves in the way of magic. The combination of the two has become Beixia, who now takes witchcraft as the orthodox.
Perhaps, at that time, Emperor Nanxia bowed his head and voluntarily abdicated to return to Beixia, or he abdicated and welcomed the return of Emperor Nanxia, and the Great Xia Dynasty was still the Great Xia Dynasty that ruled the world.
However, obviously not. Both think that they are the orthodox of Daxia. Nanxia spurns Beixia and goes into the evil way. Beixia despises Nanxia for stealing a life. The conflict not only did not subside, but also intensified. The bloody feud has become the current situation.
Ling Xiao said: "Therefore, Nanxia also has ancient sorcery books, and there are still several fragments."
Lin Shu nodded.
So, the cousin's mantra was not caused by Bei Xia
"As long as a person is not dead, he will not be able to keep secrets." Ling Xiao said lightly: "Unless a mantra is cast."
Lin Shu looked at him.
Therefore, Ling Xiao has a secret that he cannot tell. If this secret is exposed, it may cause extremely serious consequences, so he uses the mantra.
"I was very young at that time," Ling Xiao said, "don't talk about it."
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
Because of the mantra, even if my cousin wanted to talk to him, he couldn't say it.
"But I... never lied to you," Ling Xiao smiled and changed the subject, "When do you plan to return to the Academy?"
"I don't know." Lin Shu said, "I want to go to Wanguiyuan."
Ling Xiao: "Huh?"
"A senior sister asked me to help her pick a white bone flower." Lin Shu said.
Ling Xiao: "Senior sister?"
Lin Shu: "... um."
Ling Xiao: "When did you have a good senior sister?"
Lin Shu: "..."
Ling Xiao: "Huh?"
Lin Shu felt that the situation was not quite right.
He remembered that his cousin was Ling Fengxiao's cousin after all.
And he went to do such a dangerous thing as picking white bone flowers for girls other than the eldest lady, and the cousin had good reasons to be unhappy.
Looking at his cousin's half-smiling dangerous expression, and listening to the slightly lowered "Huh?", he felt like hanging himself.