On the streets of the imperial capital, people live their lives as usual.

Even if a state of war is declared, the impact will be limited, because there was already a state of war during the national war version, and the people have all experienced war.

Moreover, the boundary wall has not been opened yet.

Someone was riding a spirit animal pet and walking slowly on the street.

The idea of mounts came from the players, and now system characters will also look for spirit beasts as mounts.

Teahouses and restaurants were packed, and the storytellers talked attentively, especially about the European world. No matter whether it was true or false, no one would notice if it was nonsense.

According to the storyteller, the European world is full of werewolves, orcs and vampires. In addition, there are wizards wearing black robes.

From the great world of Europe, to the calamity of wizards and demons, and then to the struggle for the holy throne between the Demon Ancestor and the Taoist Ancestor.

It sounds like that.

Lin Han even suspected that these storytellers were dressed as players.

However, it wasn't surprising that players would discuss this information, and that the system characters would overhear and compile it. After a quick glance, Lin Han ignored it.

Just as he turned around and was about to go to the Jixia Academy, a figure bumped into him.

When Lin Han saw the figure, he was slightly stunned.

A woman with skin as white as jade, so delicate that it could be broken by a baby's touch, with clear and bright eyes and an impeccable figure. She is a great beauty, no less beautiful than the other women in the Bronze Sparrow Tower.

There is a fairy air about her.

Ordinary people can’t see it, but it can’t escape Lin Han’s keen eyes.

Lin Han's Human Emperor Qi-Seeing Technique fell on the woman.

"System prompt: This woman has a magical device that blocks secrets, so players cannot discern her identity."

Interesting! This magical weapon that can block the secrets of heaven can even deceive the eyes of a saint. This magical weapon has a great origin. Lin Han retracted his magical power of seeing the air.

Lin Han thought carefully, wondering if it was some historical beauty or fairy who was left behind in the human world and not brought into the Bronze Sparrow Tower.

"I'm sorry, sir." The woman noticed that Lin Han didn't move, and quickly smiled apologetically: "I was just listening to the storyteller and was so engrossed in it."

"Nothing." Lin Han smiled and said, "Miss, do you like listening to books?"

"I like it, it's quite interesting." said the woman.

"It just so happens that I like it too. Why don't we go together? Go in and sit down and listen carefully. There are too many people here, and it's a mixed bag." Lin Han said, "I'll treat you. Consider it a friendship."

Glancing at Lin Han, the woman hesitated and shook her head: "I don't even know you. This is the first time I've met you."

Lin Han smiled and turned around, took two steps, then turned back to the woman and said, "Girl, nice to meet you again. This is the second time we've met. My name is Lin Han."

The woman was stunned, then she started laughing and looked at Lin Han with interest.

"You're such an interesting person. My name is Yang Chan."

Yang Chan?

Lin Han raised his eyebrows, the name sounded familiar.

Yang Jian! Yang Chan.

Suddenly, everything made sense.

Before, Yang Jian risked his life to come to the imperial capital to look for someone. He was still guessing who it was that made Yang Jian take such a risk. It turned out that his sister had run away.

"Miss Yang, can I invite you to have a cup of tea and listen to a book together?" Lin Han said with a smile: "Since you are here."

"Okay." Yang Chan nodded.

"please."

Lin Han led Yang Chan inside and instructed the waiter to find the best seat for the story. The two of them sat in the VIP seats on the second floor by the railing. The storyteller was right below, giving them an excellent view.

"Miss, have you just arrived in the imperial capital?" Lin Han asked with a smile.

"How do you know? Is it easy to see?" Yang Chan asked in surprise.

"No, it's just that I'm familiar with this area and this is the first time I see a girl." Lin Han poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Yang Chan.

The latter was listening attentively to the book.

At this time, the storyteller had already talked about the myths of the European world. The person who was listening to the story was really knowledgeable. He listened to all the information from the player to the storyteller.

"Is what the storyteller said true?" Yang Chan looked at Lin Han curiously.

"Some of it is true." Lin Han said, "In the European world, people there practice magic. There are orcs and wizards. These are real. The gods and the like are all real."

"How do you know?"

"These are just rumors, and the storyteller is the one who organizes these rumors and makes them coherent."

"I see."

Yang Chan understood and listened carefully again.

The two chatted casually, without saying much, but Lin Han was not in a hurry. Yang Chan was still in the imperial capital, so there was still a chance.

The last time I communicated with Yang Jian, I didn't take him down, so I adopted a roundabout tactic, which was not bad. Next time I see Yang Jian, I don't need to call him Erlang Shen, I can just call him Second Uncle.

While listening to the storytelling with fascination, Yang Chan felt something in her heart. She took out a precious lotus from her bosom. Seeing the lotus lamp on it shining, she hurriedly stood up.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, my master is looking for me."

"You still have a master? Who is your master?"

"Master didn't allow me to tell anyone her identity. We'll meet again if we're destined to."

"Leave a mark on the sound transmission magic weapon." Lin Han took out the sound transmission magic weapon and said with a smile: "It will be convenient for next contact."

"Okay."

Yang Chan took out a magic weapon for transmitting sound and branded it with Lin Han’s mark.

She bought this thing after arriving in Daxia because she thought it was a novelty. Since she didn't have many friends, she never used it. Currently, she doesn't have many marks on her sound transmission magic weapon. There was only one mark from her master, and now there is one more from Lin Han.

After branding the mark, Yang Chan waved her hand and turned to leave the teahouse.

…

Queen Wa Palace.

When Yang Chan returned, she entered the palace cautiously and saw Nuwa sitting cross-legged on a cushion. Her face immediately fell.

Not long after she arrived in the imperial capital, Nuwa came to her and wanted to take her in as her disciple.

After learning about Nuwa's identity, she became her disciple without hesitation. Nuwa was the Holy Mother she had admired since she was a child, so she naturally wanted the opportunity to be accepted as her disciple.

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