Chapter 115 I miss you like a river in the cool night
"Brother Su, is he having a stomachache?"
Li Meng, lying on the bed, muttered.
Half an hour passed, but Su Anlin still hadn't come back.
An hour passed and Li Mengdu began to doze off.
"Brother Su must have a bad gastrointestinal problem. I'll make him a stomach-healthy soup tomorrow and let him experience my cooking skills."
Li Meng tightened the quilt, lowered his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a sweet look on his face, and finally fell asleep.
In his sleep, he dreamed that his mother was not dead.
He played happily with his sister Li Shiyao and his twin sister Li Shirou, while his mother smiled softly beside him.
"Li Meng, Li Meng..."
"This guy finally fell asleep."
After Su Anlin had finished practicing, he climbed in through the window and shouted twice. Li Meng had no response, so he went to bed.
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[Name: Su Anlin. Level 8.]
[Health bar: 165/165.]
[Experience value: 3580/5000.]
[Attribute points: 7 points. (Every 100 experience points can be exchanged for 1 attribute point.)]
[Skill: Crazy Sword Flying Slash. (Master)
[Kung Fu: Strong Iron Bone Kung Fu, Iron Bone. (Grandmaster)]
[Kung Fu: Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Kung Fu. (Master)]
[Kung Fu: Five Animal Body Technique (Master)]
[Kung Fu: Shattered Clothes Palm (Master)]
[Internal Strength and Mental Technique: Yang Shen Gong (Master)]
[Kung Fu: Thousand Hands Fist (Introductory)]
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It was still dark the next day.
Su Anlin felt the rustling sound of Li Meng getting up.
Quite diligent.
Su Anlin felt him getting up and thought to himself.
But to his surprise, Li Meng didn't get up to practice martial arts. When he came downstairs, Li Meng brought a bowl of soup to him.
"Brother Su, you have a bad gastrointestinal condition. This is to nourish your stomach."
Li Meng smiled and said: "I cooked some more, and Miss Yuyu and Miss Huihong both had a share."
"This..." Su Anlin wanted to refuse.
But his nose moved.
Good guy, it smells so good. Let’s look at the color...
The colors are complete.
Su Anlin is not a glutton, but after seeing this soup, he couldn't help but take it and take a sip.
"It's delicious." Su Anlin praised it without hesitation: "I didn't expect Mr. Li that your cooking skills are so superb."
"Hahaha, it's just so-so, but everyone says my cooking is delicious."
Su Anlin had eaten and drank enough, and Li Shiyao also went downstairs.
Today she and her guards will deliver goods to some merchants for trading, and she is expected to stay here for three days.
These things have nothing to do with Su Anlin.
After he said he was going out to do some business, he left the inn and walked towards the ancient city street.
Tianshui Zhenren's concubine, Widow Tian, lived in Gucheng Street.
He hid the body-protecting Gangqi Sutra near the latrine of Widow Tian's house.
Su Anlin had a strange look on his face: "Unexpectedly, Master Tianshui and I are actually the same people, and we both regard the smelliest place as the safest place."
Unable to help himself, Su Anlin felt some intimacy with Master Tianshui.
But the problem is...
"I remember he said he was three feet tall..."
After saying that, Su Anlin's face turned green.
Three feet, which makes it more than nine meters.
"Nah, what's the matter? It's so deep!"
Even if he hid by the edge of the latrine at that time, it was just a matter of digging a finger deep.
He actually dug nine meters.
"That's all, in order to protect the Gangqi Meridian, this little pain is nothing."
Soon we arrived at the ancient city street.
This is a relatively remote old town in Lingyang Town. The houses are relatively old and the streets are so narrow that only one carriage can pass by.
"Steamed buns, big and fragrant steamed buns."
"The family heirloom sword is on sale now for only 99 taels. You can take the sword home with you."
"A magic weapon, a precious magic weapon, who wants it?"
Su Anlin's ears twitched: "Magical weapon?"
He suddenly remembered the magic weapon he saw at the Fox Immortal's Tomb.
Warriors cannot deal with yin objects, but if they can use magical weapons, that's fine.
"Although I can deal with yin objects, wouldn't it be even easier if I had a magic weapon?"
Su Anlin looked over quickly, feeling a little strange in his heart. The magic weapon should be a very precious thing. How could it be sold in a place like this?
I saw a whole row of stalls with all kinds of weapons.
There are bronze mirrors, awls, wooden sticks, and bronze swords.
Generally speaking, magical weapons are different from ordinary weapons.
Magical instruments are often made of ordinary materials and have different shapes.
For example, the bronze sword in the hands of a merchant has never been used. This kind of weapon is not effective against ordinary people and is worse than a stick.
But it turned out to be a magic weapon?
A warrior with a ponytail seemed to be quite knowledgeable. He walked up to the vendor and shook it off, frowning: "There is no Yang energy inside, and it is still called a magic weapon?"
"Hey, it's just second-hand." The merchant said anxiously: "Although it's not as good as new, it still has some positive energy."
"It's too weak. It's not as good as the bronze sword I threw away yesterday."
"I have a bronze mirror here, why don't you take a look? The Yang energy is absolutely strong."
After looking around, Su Anlin gradually understood.
The reason why the magic weapon is powerful is that the person who made the magic weapon input Yang Qi into the magic weapon.
To deal with yin objects, the yang energy in the magic weapon will flow out to achieve the attack effect.
The reason why magical weapons are precious is that, in addition to giving warriors the means to deal with evil objects,
On the other hand, it is also because this kind of thing is a consumable.
Ordinary weapons must be worn out before they are scrapped. A knife or a sword can be used for several years.
If the quality is good, it can be passed down as a family heirloom for several generations.
As for the magic weapon, as the Yang energy inside is consumed, it becomes a waste product.
Once it becomes scrap, you have to buy another one. As time goes by, the price of the magic weapon remains high in the market.
In the second-hand magic weapon market here, the so-called magic tools are almost all discarded waste products.
Some yang energy has only a trace left, and it may be completely scrapped after just one use.
With good luck, there is still a lot of yang energy, so I can use it several times.
Understanding this, Su Anlin seemed to have opened the door to a new world.
"A big place is indeed a big place. In a small place like Huangji Town, there is no market for magic weapons."
Of course, on the other hand, due to the suppression of the Tomb of the Fox Immortal, there are fewer ghost objects in that place and it is not very haunted.
He didn't stay too long and decided to get down to business first.
When you have time later, you may consider asking about the price of authentic magic weapons and buying one for self-defense.
While walking along, Su Anlin noticed that almost all the people living nearby were engaged in the magic weapon business.
Some are reselling second-hand magic weapons, some are doing primary processing, and you will even encounter some tomb robbers.
Just now, a young guy came over and said with a stern look:
"Brother, do you want a magic weapon? I'm from a gang of thieves. I just dug a tomb last night and got three complete magic weapons. I guarantee they are of high quality and low price!"
Su Anlin ignored it.
He now knows too little about magical artifacts and is afraid of suffering a loss.
Going out of the market, the road becomes increasingly eccentric.
Finally, at a breakfast bar, he inquired about the home of the widow Tian Tian.
Widow Tian's house is relatively remote. You have to turn in from the main road and pass through a farmland before you see Widow Tian's house.
It's a small courtyard house.
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Widow Tian, full name is Tian Xinling.
The name is quite nice.
I heard that my husband passed away early. After his death, he left behind two four-year-old children, a boy and a girl.
Fortunately, there was a Taoist priest who felt sorry for them and often helped them.
"Dong dong."
Su Anlin knocked on the door.
This house looks pretty good from the outside, although the door is a bit old and the surface is bumpy.
But with a couplet attached, it looks quite festive.
"Who is it?"
The door opens.
A beautiful figure stood at the door, about 1.67 meters tall, with a plump figure and a delicate face.
She looks about thirty-six, but she has a good temperament, especially her figure...
'This cannot be blamed on Taoist Master Tianshui...'
Su Anlin whispered in his heart.
"Mom, who is it?" came a young voice from inside.
"I don't know yet." Tian Xinling stared at Su Anlin, looking at Su Anlin's figure, feeling that he was not easy to mess with.
"Excuse me, are you..."
Su Anlin said seriously: "The cool night... I miss you like a river."
As soon as the words fell, Tian Xinling's delicate body trembled, and her eye circles immediately turned red.
"Tianshui, he...he..."
"Taoist Master...hey..." Su Anlin shook his head.
Tian Xinling's eyes were stunned.
In fact, when Su Anlin said that I miss you so much in the cold night, she knew that Tian Shui might be dead.
Because when they were in love together, Tianshui said that they should leave something very important like Yunshan Temple here.
In order to prevent others from pretending to be someone else, they used this phrase as a secret code.
The code appears, which means he is also dead.
Next, just ask the person to dig out the things.
"Woooooooo..."
Tian Xinling cried directly.
"My condolences," Su Anlin said.
"Was he buried?"
"Well, I left very peacefully," Su Anlin said.
"That's good, that's good."
"Who are you and why are you bullying my mother?"
Suddenly, a loud shout came.
It turned out to be Tian Xinling's son who came over angrily.
He looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, very muscular, and his eyebrows are 50% similar to Tianshui's.
"Tianyi, don't talk nonsense, this is Zhenren's friend."
Zheng Tianyi was stunned, obviously knowing who the real person was.
"It turns out that he is a friend of Zhenzhen. Zhenzhen hasn't been here for a long time."
Master Tianshui often visited them and gave them food and gifts. From childhood to adulthood, if it hadn't been for Master Tianshui's support, their family would have been separated long ago.
So he still has a good impression of real people.
"Master Tianshui is dead." Su Anlin said.
"Dead." Zheng Tianyi was surprised: "The real person is so powerful, how did he die?"
"It's a long story. I came here to pick up something." Su Anlin said.
"Mom, what did Master Tianshui put here?"
"Not sure."
"It must be valuable, right?"
Su Anlin ignored him and looked around the house to check the location of the toilet.
Seeing this, Su Anlin's face darkened.
Hey guys, there are three toilets in this house.
There is one in the yard, one in the backyard where the livestock is kept, and one in the field next to the backyard.
"Why are there so many toilets in your house?"
"Uh...my son and daughter have many friends, so they sometimes stay here." Tian Xinling explained.
"Okay." Su Anlin had no choice but to pick up a shovel from the yard and wondered where to start with the toilet.
Zheng Tianyi pulled Tian Xinling aside and whispered:
"Mom, the real person has hidden something in our house. It must be valuable, right?"
"Why are you asking?"
"If it's valuable, wouldn't it be a pity if it was taken away?"
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