Zhu Hu got excited about chatting, so he deliberately slowed down and even took some long detours. It wasn't until he finished talking about the three great masters that he took Shen Lang into a quiet courtyard.
"This is the residence of a young master of the Wang family. Although the maids and servants have been arrested, and the yard has been searched inside and out, and it has been turned into a mess, the basic furniture is still left, so that we can make do with it. Wan. Brother Shen, are you satisfied with this yard? If not, let’s change it to another one. Anyway, there are a lot of empty yards.”
Shen Lang cupped his fists and thanked:
"This yard is very nice. Thank you very much, Brother Zhu."
Zhu Hu handed an oil lamp to Shen Lang:
"Brother Shen, just stay here and have a good rest. I will send you some clothes tomorrow morning."
"Excuse me, brother Zhu."
In fact, Shen Lang was in a good mood of talking and wanted to take Zhu Hu to talk in detail. He wanted to find out all the information about martial arts and Taoism, the Chu court, the development of firearms, technical levels and so on, so that he could have a better understanding of the world. Learn more.
Unfortunately, the house search is still going on overnight. Zhu Hu has serious things to do.
The procrastination in chatting with Shen Lang on the road was already suspected of being fishy. Now that Shen Lang has been sent here, it is naturally impossible to stay and talk to him anymore. It is time to go back to find Mu Qingxue to recover and receive a new mission. .
Shen Lang had no choice but to reluctantly send Zhu Hu away and returned to the small courtyard alone. Holding an oil lamp, he found the most spacious room and went in.
The house had carved beams and painted ceilings and was very luxuriously decorated, but it had been turned into a mess at this time.
The study room entering from the outside was in a mess, the carpet was balled up in the corners, and several pieces of the floor had been pried open, exposing the hollows underneath.
Most of the furnishings inside the desks, chairs, and bookcases were also toppled over, with pens, inkstones, papers, and various books scattered all over the floor.
When Shen Lang saw this mess, he couldn't help but feel a little numb.
The last thing he wanted to see was such a chaotic scene, and he couldn't help but want to sort it out and put the things neatly.
"This is not my task. It is a waste of energy. Out of sight is pure, out of sight is pure..."
After beeping for a while, Shen Lang forced himself to suppress his thoughts, and quickly walked through the study and entered the bedroom.
Of course, the bedroom was also a mess. The screen was broken, the table and chairs were overturned, the bedding was thrown on the floor, and the bed board was moved away.
Now Shen Lang couldn't bear it any longer, so he rushed in, hung the oil lamp on the wall, and started to tidy it up.
He picked up the broken screens and threw them outside, raised the tables and chairs, and placed them in a position that suited Shen Lang's aesthetics. Then he arranged the bed boards and spread the quilts. He was busy like this for a while until the house was tidy. Qi, he just lay down on the bed with his head resting on the scented goose down pillow, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
In this long day, Shen Lang experienced a series of events such as time travel, killing monsters, surviving, climbing over mountains, being captured, and clearing his grievances, and experienced ups and downs again and again.
Anyone else would have been exhausted physically and mentally at this time and would just want to lie down.
But Shen Lang finally condensed the "Spiritual Seed" and received two more feedback enhancements. His physical strength and energy were greatly improved. In addition, he had a smooth chat with Zhu Huyi before and got a lot of useful information. The brain is still in an excited state.
Even if he wanted to sleep, his brain wouldn't listen and was running at high speed, reviewing the day's experiences and sorting out all the information Zhu Hu revealed.
"Martial arts, Taoism, firearms... Da Chu, Nanyang... the three great masters, the legendary earth immortals... tsk tsk, this world is probably more exciting than I imagined...
"Mu Qingxue is young, she looks like she is in her early twenties at most, but she is already at the third level of martial arts. This talent is really enviable... I also really want to practice martial arts, but I don't know what my talent is..."
There was a time when Shen Lang was a child, and he had determined to be a martial arts hero who would wield swords and fight for justice.
It's a pity that when I grow up, I realize that there is no such thing as a world in reality.
In other words, there are rivers and lakes, but most of them are scum and scum, who are severely suppressed by the iron fist. There are no such righteous heroes as those in novels and movies and TV shows.
But in this world, maybe there really are some great knights who wield swords, are eager for justice, and fight against the strong and help the weak?
After tossing and turning for a while, Shen Lang still couldn't fall asleep. Thinking of the books scattered on the floor in the study room, Shen Lang finally couldn't help but stand up and sit up:
"Go find a book and read it. Maybe there is a history book or something like that that can help me understand this world..."
The study was turned into such a state. If there was any evidence of the Wang family's crimes, such as borrowed cult books, propaganda documents, personnel lists, etc., they would have been searched long ago.
The rest should be normal books, so Shen Lang is not worried about committing any taboos.
It's just that the study is a little too messy, which always makes Shen Lang excited and wants to tidy it up.
Therefore, not wanting to waste energy, he quickly went to the study room, grabbed a thicker book on the floor, and quickly ran back to the bedroom.
He lay back on the bed, turned on the oil lamp, and opened the book. As soon as he opened the cover, he was surprised:
"Here I go, is this a book I can read at my age?"
Well, this is a posture instruction book about how humans reproduce. It is full-color and the painting is very exquisite. It is actually realistic. Every portrait looks like a photo.
"No, I can't. I'm only seventeen years old, the age of a flower. This is not what I should see... What? I was already in my twenties before I traveled through time, and I have a lot of practical experience? I grew up in reverse after traveling through time. , just turned back into a seventeen-year-old boy? Oh, that’s okay.”
Shen Lang flipped through this posture instruction book with relish, and felt that although the times were a bit behind the times, the level of the silver people in this world and the great Chu country was also very high, and their patterns were also very rich. Some postures, With his vast knowledge, Brother Lang has never seen this before.
"So, time travelers have nothing to be proud of, and they shouldn't have any sense of superiority. There is still a lot of advanced knowledge worth learning in this world..."
While sighing, I quickly turned the pages of the book, planning to browse through it quickly and then appreciate it in detail from the beginning.
When he turned to the last page and was about to turn back to the front, Shen Lang suddenly felt something in his heart. He felt that there seemed to be bulges in the thick cover of the book.
After touching it carefully with his fingers, his keen sense made him sure that there was indeed a square bulge inside the skin. Now he couldn't help but feel something in his heart:
"Is there a mezzanine? Is it some kind of cult book or a list of personnel?"
As soon as he thought about this, Shen Lang's spirits perked up and he thought that it would be great if it was really a cult book or a list of cult members.
If you give it to Mu Qingxue, it will be a great achievement immediately.
Not to mention completely clearing the suspect of the wanted criminal, at least he can earn some bonus or something.
He is penniless now and doesn't know how he will survive in the future.
At that moment, Shen Lang groped carefully on the skin again, found the seam, picked a few times with his nails, and opened a corner of the skin.
Then he carefully peeled off the entire covering, and sure enough, a folded piece of silk was revealed, only slightly smaller than the book cover.
Shen Lang picked up the silk fabric and unfolded it. He saw that it was a large silk fabric that was nearly one meter long and half a meter wide.
It is as thin as a cicada's wing and as light as nothing. Even if it is folded to the size of a book cover, it is only as thick as a page.
It was so thin and light, and it was hidden in a posture book. It is probably because of this that it was not copied by the previous arrests, officers and soldiers.
But having said that, such a good book was not smuggled away by the officers and soldiers who inspected it. Is it because the officers and soldiers of Da Chu have excellent professional qualities and high moral standards and despise this kind of art?
Or is it because during the search here, the pure and sweet Mu Qingxue was staring at her seriously, and the soldiers were too embarrassed to take away this kind of book?
Shen Lang pondered happily for a while, then took a closer look, and was disappointed at first, because this was not the cult book or personnel list he had imagined, and the expected credit flew away.
But then his eyes narrowed, his eyes were filled with joy, and he called out in his heart: Good guy:
"What a good guy! What a good guy! Is this a lucky turn of events for me? I actually encountered such a good thing that can only be seen in novels!"
Well, this piece of silk is clearly a martial arts secret.