When Qin Yang came to the restaurant, Lan Lingsheng was still shaking his head happily.

He sat opposite Lan Lingsheng and said with a smile: "Seeing your cheerfulness, I don't need to worry about you giving up your burden next time."

"happy?"

Lan Lingsheng immediately became angry and said, "I'm not happy at all."

It's rare to meet a book lover. I forget myself for a moment, but I forget that I am stepping on the edge of a cliff. If I don't pay attention, I will fall and be shattered to pieces.

Happy? How can it be possible to be happy?

"A new book has been published. I just want to chat with a book friend when I meet one." After saying that, Lan Lingsheng took out another book and said, "Brother Zhou, do you want to read it?"

"Published another book?" Qin Yang said with a smile, "It's okay to take a look."

After all, he was a man who had experienced many battles in his previous life. He wanted to see what the entertainment culture was like in this other world.

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and took the book. He really wanted to open it and take a look, but suddenly frowned.

"Um?"

A burst of sunshine and harmony suddenly exploded, the slightly cold air in early spring suddenly became warmer, and the surrounding area was warm.

Qin Yang closed the half-opened page of the book and asked Lan Lingsheng, who was confused, "Who did you meet just now?"

"A book friend," Lan Lingsheng's face turned serious, "Does he have a problem?"

"Big problem."

Qin Yang pointed at Lan Lingsheng's sleeves and said, "He did something to you, and an invisible aura remains on you, and this aura will automatically spread to people who come into contact with you."

The man's hands and feet were made extremely concealed, almost invisible. If the energy hadn't spread to Qing Yu and aroused his sense of crisis, Qin Yang wouldn't have been able to detect its existence.

"It's a magic technique." Lan Lingsheng said with an ugly expression.

God-refining warriors have powerful spiritual thoughts, and can directly control the vitality of heaven and earth with their spiritual thoughts, and perform all kinds of incredible operations. This method, which is different from normal hands-on methods, is called "spells".

Those who can use "spells" must at least be god-refining warriors, and they must be the kind of warriors who are very skilled in manipulating vitality.

In other words, just now, Lan Lingsheng walked away from the gate of hell. The god-refining warrior with evil intentions had a very "happy" conversation with him, and even left a mark on him, and he was still stupid

I foolishly thought it was my book fan.

If the god-refining warrior hadn't taken the long term to catch a big fish, Lan Lingsheng might have been captured by him by now.

"Did the other party say who he was?" Qin Yang asked.

"He said it's not necessary to know each other before we meet, so let's call him Yunmengshanren. I thought he didn't want to give his real name. After all, he was reading this kind of book...right?"

Although he boasted about being a author, Lan Lingsheng still knew that the book he wrote was somewhat unworthy.

If someone were to expose this by reading this book, it would almost constitute social death in this ancient environment.

"Well, let's leave first. Although I went out and put on some disguises and dyed my hair black, it's not safe after all, so I'll leave first," Qin Yang said.

"good."

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In the county town, by the Liuyang River.

Shanhou walked straight along the river, flipping through the books in his hands as he walked, and murmuring something in his mouth, "Yu Hui knelt down straight... Tsk, tsk, it's absolutely wonderful. After this matter is over, why not put this Lanling

Xiaoxiaosheng was tied up and locked up in a small dark room, and he had to write ten thousand words every day. If he didn't write, he wouldn't be fed. Well, this is a wonderful idea, and I am worthy of you."

The man who had a very pleasant chat with Lan Lingsheng in the restaurant was none other than Shanhou.

Shanhou himself really liked Lan Lingsheng's books. His previous behavior was not acting. That was why Lan Lingsheng did not notice anything was wrong.

Otherwise, Lan Lingsheng himself is also a good person. Even if he cannot see through the details of Shanhou, his acting skills are still acceptable.

It was precisely because of his sincere love that Lan Lingsheng lamented that they met so late and introduced him as his confidant. No, Shanhou did not intend to harm his confidant's life. He just wanted him to write books every day in the future and not wander around blindly.

.

Shanhou just walked and read the forbidden books as if no one else was around. Unknowingly, he had reached the boat docking place on the Liuyang River.

There are about a dozen cruise ships moored on the shore here, and not far away there are boats swimming on the river, sailing along the river to the lower reaches of the Liuyang River.

If it falls at night, there will be fishing boats returning, all of them are fishermen who have returned from fishing in Erbailiqi Lake. If you are lucky, you may be able to have sex with the fisherman girl on the boat and enjoy the swing on the fishing boat at night.

"It's a pity that I have something important to do, but I can no longer enjoy the love of fish and water in the Jiangnan water town."

Shanhou clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Besides, this place is full of yin energy. No one can tell whether they are sleeping with a human or a ghost. You think so..."

Shanhou slowly turned around and whispered a name: "Yin Wushang."

Behind him, a figure wrapped in a black cloak and with moisture on his body appeared at some point. It was clearly still afternoon, but when this person appeared, a faint chill and moisture filled the air, as if he had returned to before dawn.

The moment when the humidity is the heaviest.

Hearing Shanhou call out his name, the figure raised his head slightly, revealing a dead white chin under the hood of his cloak.

"Shan Hou,"

Under the cloak, there seemed to be a pair of dead eyes looking at the young man in green clothes, and Yin Wushang said in a hoarse voice: "I have broken away from your relationship with Tiangong, and I have nothing to talk about with you. You'd better start from

Go back and forth wherever you go, otherwise Yin Wushang wouldn’t mind using the head of the Lord of the Mountain Division to make a deal with Jingwu Si.”

"Senior Brother Yin is wrong in what he said," Shanhou rolled up the book and clapped his palms gently, "Whether Senior Brother leaves the Heavenly Palace or not, I don't have to say, and Senior Brother doesn't say it, only the Imperial Master can say it.

That’s all. As long as the Imperial Master doesn’t say that he will expel the senior brother from the Heavenly Palace, the senior brother will still be a member of the Heavenly Palace and obey the orders of the Heavenly Palace.”

"Also, Senior Brother Yin, you said that you would use my head to make a deal with Jingwu Si. This statement is a bit of nonsense. This leader of the Six Yangs is here. If Senior Brother Yin can get it, I will give it to you."

So what about Senior Brother Yuyin."

Before he finished speaking, a dark wind suddenly blew up, and wisps of water mist overflowed from Yin Wushang's body, as if he was recovering from illness, and suddenly the surrounding area was enveloped in mist.

"Shanhou, you said you wanted to give me your life, so I would be disrespectful."

Yin Wushang's figure melted into the fog, leaving no trace. Everything around him was hazy in the fog. Even the boats not far away and the pedestrians by the Liuyang River were covered by the heavy fog.
Chapter completed!