Chu Wenqin seemed to have been awakened and shook his body and said, "Yes, I have memorized this scripture so well. If you burn it, I can recite it anyway."

Fu Yin immediately burned the fake scriptures, then untied Chu Wenqin's acupoints and said to him: "You have abundant internal strength and poor fist skills. Fortunately, you have the strengths. I just tried your internal strength, so I did not compete with you for weapons. I just hope that you can use this ability to do more good and do less bad things in the future. More importantly, you can practice the internal strength of this body because of the feminineness you practiced before, which can be called a blessing in disguise, and others may not have such luck. This involves the depth of your original internal strength and the convenient physical fitness. Therefore, you must not pass on this internal strength to others, otherwise no matter who you pass it to, you will harm whoever you will."

Looking at Chu Wenqin's skeptical expression, Fu Yin didn't know whether he suspected that his sword skills were not good or that he was doubting what he said. Such things cannot be just vaguely passed, otherwise a tragedy will surely occur from now on, and these two things can be said to be one thing.

At that moment, Fu Yin no longer talked to him, but pulled out the Liuying Sword and used a move from the Flying Snow Sword Technique to sweep away the snow. In an instant, countless sword shadows appeared in front of Chu Wenqin. He seemed to be in the snow all over the sky. Not to mention what he had to do, even if he wanted to stay calm, he could not. The sword technique was mixed with countless cold energy, just like cold snow blowing on his face and hands. Chu Wenqin had never seen such a wonderful sword technique before, and then he realized that what Fu Yin said was not false. He thought Fu Yin wanted to kill him, but he didn't know how to avoid it, let alone resist. In an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Of course Fu Yin just wanted to scare him, and then he put the sword in the sheath and asked Qin, "If I want to completely prevent the content of the fake scriptures from spreading out? The best way is to kill you, because the dead are the most trustworthy and will not do these things that harm others and oneself, but Fu is not a person who kills indiscriminately? So I hope you can figure out the importance of this and never harm others and oneself. This is all that? Fu said goodbye."

Hearing this, Zhu Chongyang thought that Chu Wenqin was the one who seriously injured Fu Yin. After a long time of trouble, Chu Wenqin was no match for Fu Yin at all. Then it was impossible for Chu Wenqin to be the one who injured him.

Zhu Chongyang asked, "You left then?"

Fu Yin nodded? Then he began to tell the story of what happened next.

He came to another house that bought fake scriptures, and Fuyin stole the scriptures in the middle of the night. After stealing it, he had not noticed anything abnormal, but this time he wanted to solve the problem with another method. He came to the door of this person with fake scriptures and wanted to knock on the door to visit him directly? Tell the causes and consequences of the fake scriptures to this person clearly? To avoid being sneaky? It seemed as if he had done something shameful.

He never expected that? When he came to the front of the gate of this man's house, there were white paper sticking on the two door panels. It seemed that there was a funeral at home.

As a result, Fu Yin couldn't visit him rashly. While it was dark, he entered the house again, thinking in his mind, why didn't he realize that someone died here when he came to steal scriptures just now? Who was the one who died?

Late at night, the people in the mansion had already fallen asleep. Fu Yin was searching around in this family's house, trying to find some news, but most of them were asleep, and they could not find any coffin and mourning hall in the yard. It seemed that no matter who died, this person had been buried. Since he could not find out anything and had already obtained the fake scriptures, Fu Yin did not stop and left here directly, preparing to come and inquire again the next day.

The next day, Fu Yin came to the teahouse near this house. While drinking tea, he was secretly watching. The people in the teahouse were talking about it. Many people mentioned the matter in the house opposite. Fu Yin pretended to be a passerby and was curious about it. So he asked the teakeeper to bring good tea and melon seeds to everyone, and then pretended to be curious about who died.

One of the people who are good at talking and ate the melon seeds that Fu Yin treats without hesitation, and then said in a swift manner: "I saw that the master came from another place, is he here to do business?"

Fu Yin said nonsensely: "I am here to visit relatives. What's wrong with the person opposite? Why do you seem to feel a pity?"

The man did not doubt it, but said, "Oh, this matter is a long story. You don't know. If a person... is blessed and does not know how to enjoy it, he always pursues things that should not be in his destiny. Sooner or later, something will happen..."

Then the man talked about the opposite side in a long and long way.

Because this person was too long-winded, when Fu Yin told Zhu Chongyang about this, he only picked up the important ones.

Although this person speaks in a long and verbose manner, it is beneficial to be long-winded, which means that he is particularly detailed and clear.

It turned out that the family that bought fake scriptures opposite was a businessman who had been doing business for many generations. In the generation of the head of the family, although they had experienced a change of dynasty, their family still accumulated a lot of money, and there were more than 20 servants alone, which was so glorious.

However, the only son of the head of the family was not interested in my business and business. Instead, he thought about practicing peerless martial arts all day long. Fortunately, he became the king and domineering in the martial arts world. The head of the family spoiled this only son and invited many masters who taught boxing to guide him. However, it was either that the master was not good at martial arts or that he was not good at talent. After practicing for a few years, he only practiced three-legged kung fu. It was okay to fight with some rascals. When he encountered some real skills, he was no match for others.

In order to find a real master to teach him, this rich young master was persistent. A friend of his friends told him that there were any martial arts secrets, but the price was expensive. However, what the young master lacked the most was money. He worked hard to buy that secret book.

Even if this family spends 10,000 taels of silver to buy a broken book, the head of the family will naturally be so angry that it is half-in-law.

If things were to end there, it would be nothing. Unexpectedly, the scriptures bought at a high price were fake. Not only would it not strengthen the body, but it would become a devil. This rich young master finally practiced and vomited blood and died.

Because this is the only son of the head of the family, a white-haired man sent a black-haired man. The head of the family was sad and followed him in a few days. People said that the young master was fascinated by ghosts. Not only did he harm his life, but his old man's life. Alas, a good family has become a family that has become ruined. How can people not sigh?

After listening to it, Fu Yin understood that it seemed that the fate of those who received the scriptures was different. Some did not practice anything, while others were lucky in disguise and practiced deeper martial arts. But like this person, they harmed others and themselves, and fell to the point of losing their families.

I’m afraid that even if Fu Yin didn’t steal this fake scripture, no one in this family would dare to practice the “evil skills” above.

Zhu Chongyang heard Fu Yin talk about this, but he had not yet mentioned why he was injured. Fu Yin said that others were talking in a long and long way. In Zhu Chongyang's eyes, he was even more long-winded than others.
Chapter completed!