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Chapter 290 Copying poems!(2/2)

"What other reasons could there be? How stupid! There are naturally too many roads in the capital, the atmosphere is too mixed, and the air is smoky, making it difficult to find the way."

As soon as the words rang in my ears, it was a familiar smell.

"I see, I thought the senior had other things to do, and the junior disturbed the senior."

Lin Jue smiled and felt a little warm when he heard the voice coming from the foot of Fuqiu Peak, and then said:

"It's like this. We encountered a strange thing in the capital. Recently, many women in the capital had their body fat and blood drained out and died. The oil may be to confuse the public, and it is said that this kind of thing has been going on for many years, senior

I am well-informed, so I would like to ask my seniors for advice on what a woman’s essence and blood can be used for. Especially in a place like the capital, where it has been a long time coming.”

"After practicing for so many years, my horizons still haven't improved! Essence and blood have many uses, but if there is only women's essence and blood, there are probably two types: taking yin to replenish yang, and using yin to replenish yin."

"Taking yin to replenish yang? Using yin to replenish yin?"

"If it were in a place like the capital..."

"What do you think, senior?"

After Lin Jue asked the question, he listened patiently.

But there was no sound in my ears.

If it weren't for the breeze that was always hovering in the courtyard, he would even feel that "Senior Refutation" had left.

I don’t know if the senior who refuted it was piecing together poems, or searching through memories and thinking hard about solutions. In short, after a long time, the pen on the table stood up, shook, flew to the paper, and sprinkled a string of ink dots.

.

Put the pen down a little and press it on the paper.

Then no one automatically wrote a line of words.

The junior sister happened to finish making tea, brought a cup over, and placed it in the senior brother's hand. She curiously looked at the pen and paper on the paper and couldn't help but read out loud:

"The old immortal opened the furnace in Chang'an. He first took the river water and then the mountains. It is half haze and jade color, half human and half elixir."

As soon as I finished reading, the pen fell down with a snap.

"Um?"

The junior sister was stunned for a moment, then pointed with her hand and said strangely: "Isn't this a poem written by Master's friend, the Immortal?"

"yes."

Lin Jue also felt familiar.

"Senior brother! Your bastard copied other people's poems!"

"He hasn't left yet."

Deng Deng Deng! The little junior sister was shocked and took a few steps back.

"That's not right! You, junior sister, don't you know the truth of quoting and borrowing from others? It's his blessing that I used the old man's original poem, and it naturally has my true meaning! You can understand it on your own, that's all if you can understand it

If you don’t understand your blessing, forget it!”

A breeze blew through the crabapples, causing the flowers to sway.

"Senior Refutation" has left.

The little junior sister looked serious, as if what she just said was not hers. After a while, she asked: "Are you leaving, senior brother?"

"Gone."

"What did he say? Did he scold me?"

"He said you are uneducated."

"What is illiteracy?"

"This is just uneducated." Lin Jue said with a smile, "But you did me a favor and tricked him into giving me some advice."

"oh……"

Lin Jue then picked up the piece of paper and thought about it seriously.

At the same time, a samurai wearing a bamboo hat was walking on the street with a sword, followed by several police officers for unknown reasons, also carrying swords.

The martial artist's steps are fast and furious yet methodical.

Sometimes he went to examine the bodies of the women and interviewed them, sometimes he went to talk to the women's relatives and friends, sometimes he stopped in the street and looked thoughtful, sometimes he dismissed the arresters and walked into Changjing alone.

In a well-known underground place, amidst the smell of tea, smoke and alcohol, as soon as the bamboo hats were lifted, the chaotic heroes inside were stunned and saluted one after another.
Chapter completed!
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