He was posing as Su Qingyang's son, but this was his first time at Tianyong Sword Pavilion. He had no idea where he was, who was who, or where he should go!
This is the biggest challenge in playing a role. Unlike a refugee who is free and unrestrained, Su Lin doesn't even know what he can and cannot do in the Sword Pavilion.
Xiao Linlin, on the other hand, was much more at ease and kept urging Su Lin, "Let's go, let's go, let's go faster."
"Where are we going? Normally, shouldn't we returning disciples find a place to report for duty?"
"Stop reporting, let's start eating! Start from the left, that's where the resources are the most!"
"Aren't you afraid I'll do something wrong halfway through and go against my role?"
"I bet it's extremely difficult!"
Xiao Linlin raised her small chest and explained earnestly, word by word: "Big brother, think about it, who are you? You are Su Qingyang's son, and you have loved playing with knives since you were a child. This is a naturally contradictory persona in the Sword Pavilion, an anomaly."
"How would people view such a contradictory and outcast person? Of course, they would see him as 'uncooperative,' and this 'uncooperativeness' itself is the best cover-up."
"Think about what your senior sister did before. She didn't really care about your affairs, which is why she made you stay behind to deal with Wang Dalu."
"Most of your actions can be attributed to being a 'non-social' individual! Whether you take the wrong path, say the wrong thing, or do the wrong thing, it can all be attributed to: 'This child has always been like this. He's already playing with a knife, what more can you expect from him? It must be because of too much pressure from his parents...'"
"Huh? You know a lot about this?"
Su Lin looked at Xiao Linlin in surprise, and Xiao Linlin smiled slightly: "I used to be... an oddball too."
Ah, it seems I've touched on this little girl's sad story.
Xiao Linlin is also an outlier child in modern society: blind, intelligent, genetically engineered, emotionally deficient... well, she has even more of these "buffs."
However, it seems that Xiao Linlin doesn't care much about these things.
Su Lin rubbed her little head: "Okay, I'll listen to you, start eating from the left side."
"Let's eat! Let's go have a feast!"
Xiao Linlin excitedly waved her little fists and skipped ahead, leading the way.
With the map's guidance, even if Su Lin didn't know the way, he could accurately find the first location for receiving minimum living allowance.
This low-income shelter is located in the corner of the inner disciples' martial arts training hall, in the deepest part of the room used for group rest. There is no other shortcut; one must pass through a group of inner disciples practicing their swordsmanship with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sound.
Su Lin's status was different. He openly led Xiao Linlin through the group of disciples practicing swordsmanship. Occasionally, he attracted the attention of the martial arts elders, but they would only glance at him and then leave it at that.
"arrive!"
Xiao Linlin excitedly ran into the room first. There were several young disciples resting and changing their bandages inside. In order to condense their sword intent, the disciples of Sword Pavilion also used real swords during training, and injuries were inevitable in their daily training.
"Senior brother."
When the disciples saw Xiao Linlin enter, they quickly stood up and bowed to Su Lin behind them. Su Lin was the youngest among Su Qingyang's disciples, but his status in the sect was slightly higher than that of ordinary inner disciples.
"Okay, you guys are busy, I'll come and take a look."
Su Lin paused for a moment, then calmly said, "My father told me to come here more often to see how you use your swords, which is also to pave the way for me to learn swordsmanship."
Upon hearing this, everyone showed expressions of understanding.
Su Qingyang went to great lengths to persuade Su Lin to "abandon darkness and embrace light," and this intention had long been known throughout the Sword Pavilion.
Xiao Linlin had already figured this out, which is why Su Lin could use this excuse to deal with things and people most of the time.
"Big brother, it doesn't seem convenient for me to do it..."
Xiao Linlin stood in front of the recipient of the minimum living allowance and whispered a reminder.
The minimum guarantee was a large, dusty box. Considering the high probability of the minimum guarantee being delivered, the search action and search time would definitely arouse suspicion in others.
Su Lin nodded silently. He wasn't in a hurry. He paced around the room, occasionally flipping through the bamboo slips on the bookshelf and touching the weapons on the shelf.
Surprisingly, Su Lin also gained something else!
Aside from the basic living allowance, the room was filled with skill moves and melee weapons marked by mechanics.
[Congratulations player! You have discovered a Basic Swordsmanship Encyclopedia - D-rank martial arts move.]
[Congratulations player! You have discovered a basic movement technique - a D-level martial arts move.]
[Congratulations player! You have discovered a Basic Movement Technique Analysis - D-Rank Martial Arts Move.]
[Congratulations player! A standard iron sword - a D-grade longsword weapon has been discovered.]
[Congratulations player! A damaged standard iron sword - an E-grade longsword weapon has been discovered.]
......
As Su Lin took a step, a dense array of information prompts appeared before his eyes, making him exclaim in amazement: "The Sword Pavilion is truly wealthy! So many D-grade mechanical items are just left here, aren't they afraid of losing them?"
Su Lin flipped through the basic sword manuals, while deliberately making some noise to test the waters. Several disciples nearby noticed, and one of them smiled and said, "If you're interested, senior brother, why not take a few back and study them carefully?"
"oh?"
Su Lin raised an eyebrow and asked humbly, "If I take these, I'm afraid the elders will object, won't they?"
"Hey, Senior Brother has been under Uncle Su's tutelage for many years and hasn't come here much, so he probably doesn't know that we're not so particular about these things here."
Someone laughed and said, "In our inner sect courtyard, unlike the rules that exist before the elders of each sect, the sword manuals here are free for inner sect disciples to use, as are these weapons, as long as they are not passed on... Of course, I suppose Senior Brother wouldn't be interested in these, so Uncle Su will definitely prepare something better for you."
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