Lord of Civilizations

Chapter 98 Where Did the Boss Go? (twenty three)

"Old Mo, let's go, let's go back."

After collecting several books, Lao Bai said to Mo Wen who was beside him.

"Is this gone?"

Morven is a little different.

He was looking around just now, looking for the painted old man, but he couldn't find anyone similar or suspicious after looking around.

It was strange, but Lao Bai suddenly said that he was going to leave.

"Has the plot changed again?"

Mo Wen couldn't help but think in his heart, he would look for it again if he wanted to.

But he looked at Lao Bai and found that he had indeed picked out the books, so he could only go back with him.

On the road.

Mo Wen still couldn't help thinking about it.

"What exactly went wrong?"

Old man Hua could at least bring him a copy of the Hengshan Sword Manual. It would be a pity if it just disappeared!

The beheading knife is not suitable for this world, and Mo Wen has tried to deduce a martial skill suitable for this world.

But it is unsustainable to only deduce to a one-star primary level.

He lacks the necessary relevant knowledge!

It is different from the decapitation knife.

The beheading knife is just a straight-forward sword technique, it doesn't involve too many aspects, and the demand is very small.

However, the sword techniques, palm techniques, and sword techniques in this world have all kinds of virtual and real changes, strength skills...

Without the relevant knowledge, he would not be able to deduce such a martial skill out of nothing.

It's like Guo Furong's three-pronged force, what kind of principle does it contain?

Without knowing the principle, this kind of martial skill cannot be deduced simply by a single thought!

The same goes for footwork.

Mo Wen wanted to deduce a footwork similar to Lingbo Weibu. First of all, he had to have a lot of relevant knowledge.

Hengshan Sword Technique.

It is one of the relevant knowledge that Mo Wen wants to accumulate for himself.

If it was gone immediately, he would really not be reconciled.

For this reason, Mo Wen began to use the accelerated deduction state (double the soul boost) to keep recalling.

……

Soon.

Lao Bai and Mo Wen returned to Tongfu Inn.

The second floor.

Tong Xiangyu's room.

Lao Bai smiled and took out the books one by one.

"Look, shopkeeper, these are the Yue Nv Sword, Su Nv Sword, and Jade Nv Sword. They are signed by Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying! These are the Three Lightning Swords, the Seven Swords of Tianshan, the Nine Swords of Dugu, and the Thirteen Swords of Death. !"

"This is good! Just the name is domineering!"

Tong Xiangyu smiled and picked up the thirteen deadly swords and turned over.

The more she turned, the uglier her face became.

"That's not right..."

"What's wrong?"

Lao Bai took the book in Tong Xiangyu's hand and read it by himself.

"Why are there all words on it?" Tong Xiangyu asked.

"You nonsense!"

Lao Bai directly closed the book and said with a smile.

"Can there be no words on the sword manual?"

"The Hengshan sword manual has no words, I read it myself!"

Tong Xiangyu affirmed.

As she spoke, she gestured again.

"It's like two villains competing with swords, just like a comic book."

"impossible!"

Lao Bai picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water. After a busy journey, he didn't drink any water. He was dying of thirst.

"As the saying goes, the sword moves lightly, but the sword moves thick! The most important thing about swordsmanship is sword intent! Once you draw a picture, isn't it a deadly move?"

After speaking, he drank the water in the glass in one gulp.

Although Lao Bai has never practiced swordsmanship, he has not been in the martial arts for so many years. He still has a basic understanding of swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Tong Xiangyu rolled his eyes.

"What do you know? If this is a fatal move, how did the Hengshan sect get started?"

She flipped through the books brought back by Lao Bai one by one, hoping to find the sword manual with paintings she wanted.

Turning over, she said.

"I think back then, Mo Taichong was a steamed bun seller. If he didn't have a few tricks, he could wipe out the eight thousand bandits?"

"Eight thousand?"

Lao Bai, who was drinking water, almost spit out the water.

"Why don't you say [-]?"

It is impossible for the Grand Master to single-handedly wipe out the eight thousand bandits!
At most, Grandmaster could kill the bandit leader and leave easily. If he really wanted him to kill eight thousand bandits, he would be exhausted to death first!
"I do not care!"

Tong Xiangyu said, and slapped the last book on the table.

"Anyway, you have to find me someone with a painting! These are not painted!"

"Not really!"

Lao Bai smiled helplessly.

"You ask around, how can there be a picture in the sword manual?"

"Forget it, go to West Street and find shopkeeper Hu for me."

"What are you doing?"

"Order me a nanmu coffin. It should be more spacious and preferably have a mezzanine!"

"Not at all!"

Mo Wen said.

"If it doesn't work, let's find someone to paint!"

Tong Xiangyu thought for a while, then nodded.

"Okay! That's a good idea!"

It was getting late now, and the few people agreed to look for it the next day.

Time is like water.

The night passed.

The second floor.

Tong Xiangyu's room.

Tong Xiangyu was alone in the room, absentmindedly flipping through the Hengshan sword manual that had been messed up.

"They worked hard and racked their brains, and finally came up with a trick. It took a lot of thought, but I was not able to help at all. In the blink of an eye, it was completely ruined for them!"

She heaved a long sigh.

"If Xiaobei finds out about this, how can I have the nerve to see her?"

Crunch!

Mo Xiaobei pushed the door open and walked in, and said as soon as she came in.

"I'm furious!"

Tong Xiangyu hurriedly put away the sword manual.

"What are you hiding?"

Mo Xiaobei asked strangely.

"No hiding!"

Tong Xiangyu smiled and quickly changed the subject.

"What can you do with me?"

"He worked hard, racked his brains, and finally came up with a trick. How much thought was wasted, some people were good, but they didn't help at all. In the blink of an eye, they were all ruined by me!"

Mo Xiaobei said.

"What do you mean?"

Tong Xiangyu was very panicked and even choked on her words.

Xiaobei, does she know?

She picked up the teacup to hide her uneasiness.

"Sister-in-law, you say a person who did something wrong, not only does not want to repent, but refuses to admit it, you say this kind of person..."

"She's not a human, she's worse than a beast!" Tong Xiangyu said hastily.

"It's not that serious, is it?" Mo Xiaobei said.

"Did Lao Bai tell you the secret?" Tong Xiangyu sneered.

In her heart, Mo Wen's character is still trustworthy (?).

"Sneak? Tell what?"

Mo Xiaobei was surprised.

She wanted to be a matchmaker for Guo Furong and Lu Xiucai, so she found her classmate Qiu Xiaodong (eight years old), and wanted him to play the role of a robber and kidnap Guo Furong, and then find Lu Xiucai, a hero, to save the beauty and achieve marriage...

Nice plan(?)!

But in the end, Lu Xiaohong told Guo Furong directly about this plan, and it was ruined all at once!

She was very angry because of this, so she came to Tong Xiangyu to complain.

"Does this have anything to do with Brother Bai?"

"It doesn't matter!"

Tong Xiangyu tapped her fingers on the table and said angrily.

"If he hadn't been scrambling around, would things have come to where they are today?"

"Grab, grab, grab?"

Mo Xiaobei seemed to suddenly realize something.

(End of this chapter)