Thirty-three: Sailing on the Sea
"Can I give it a name?" a boy asked seriously, looking up.
She was about seven or eight years old, with very short hair, as if someone had cut it and it couldn't be tied up at all.
But he has good facial features and is a good-looking child no matter how you look at him.
Lu Yinche heard his own voice, slightly surprised. "Of course, this is your sword. You're going to be a renowned swordsman in the future, so you need to give it a powerful name. It would be best if the moment you call upon it, it would terrify your enemies and make them flee in terror—so what do you want to call it?"
The boy thought for a moment and said, "I want to call it The Abyss."
Lu Yinche was shocked. "Child, you dare to choose such a name? It's the same as the Sword Saint's name, okay? Listen to the adults' advice. It's good to have ambitions, but you can't be too ambitious."
But he didn't say no. Instead, he smiled and anyone could hear the happiness in his words.
"But the "Qianyuan" in 'How can I hide in the abyss and rise above the valley and surpass the forest?' This name is good, and the writing is also majestic."
But the boy didn't smile. He held the sword in one hand and poked Lu Yinche's waist with the other.
Lu Yinche looked down and saw Mingye, the boy was poking this.
"Why, what did Naruto Ken do to make you angry?"
The boy shook his head: "No."
He said, “No.”
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Lu Yinche woke up from his dream, stretched out in bed, and the bed under him shook violently.
He shuddered and got down to the ground, thinking that his big movement might cause the boatman to suffer losses in fixed assets.
After being so scared, I completely forgot the dream I had just had.
The daylight was just right, the window was a bit small, and the room wasn't very spacious, so Mingye leaned casually against the bed frame, not looking like he'd just been snatched from somewhere.
He reached out and picked up the precious sword beside the bed, and straightened his clothes. They were good, without any saliva marks, and in good condition.
When I walked out the door, there was the sea outside, with no end in sight.
It was calm at this time, the scenery was beautiful, and there were a few seabirds flying around.
There were three men and women leaning against the side of the boat, admiring the scenery, hugging each other and looking sticky, as if they were in love - how could three people talk?
Lu Yinche sneezed, withdrew his gaze, and was about to go back home to the cabin when he ran into Yan Yanshu.
This person was tall and dressed in white, which was not the same style as Lu Yinche's. The word "noble" should be used to describe him.
"Are you looking for me?" Lu Yinche saw him stop in front of him, looked around, and didn't see anyone else. He thought that Yan Yanshu should not be going to join the three people on the deck.
He nodded, his expression and eyes sincere.
Lu Yinche thought that it would be a bit inappropriate to put on this face and make Xie Juncun's expression.
But Lu Yinche was on the boat, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.
This was Cheng Xiaozong's ship, a product of the Su family of Dongzhou, and it was imposing and imposing. Having discovered the strange Sword Saint puppet in Yaocheng, Cheng Xiaozong had a legitimate reason to deliver this blow. Now that the incident in Yaocheng was over, those who deserved arrest were apprehended and those who deserved punishment were punished, and naturally, he could return home in glory.
Most of the people on the boat were disciples of Cheng Xiaozong, with only two people with the surname Lu.
The distance between Xizhou and the northern border was blocked by natural barriers, making it difficult to cross the mountains. It was more convenient to take a boat through the Middle Earth and cross the Yanshui River. Lu Yinche had recovered his sword, and with nothing else to do, a little delay was not a big deal.
He just didn't want to go to Middle-earth.
That was the headquarters of the Immortal Alliance. It was surrounded and blocked by Alliance Leader Liang and Valley Leader Gong a few days ago. What a grand ceremony.
It was hard for Lu Yinche to say whether a hero had saved him beautifully or not. Under the unilateral mediation of Yan Yanshu, a certain demon king named Lu was temporarily not guilty, so he was not tied up with ropes by Liang Xin and taken to the Immortal Alliance for trial.
Lu Yinche was more than half sure. If possible, in order to prevent him from escaping, Alliance Leader Liang was an amazing person who could come up with the idea of chopping him into several pieces and transporting them separately.
Thank God, thank you for the existence of Yan Yanshu.
The Immortal Alliance agreed to release Lu Yinche on the condition that he provide proof of his innocence within a certain period of time, and more importantly, Yan Yanshu must supervise him closely at all times.
It's hard to say which outcome was more devastating.
Especially this one, who was his nominal Taoist partner. The kind that was blackmailed into joining.
As soon as Lu Yinche found the opportunity, he immediately asked the person involved what their relationship was.
Yan Yanshu is amazing. He solves everything with just three words "yes", causing Lu Yinche to become withdrawn again.
"Are we really a couple?"
"yes."
"Really?! You? And me?" He pointed at Yan Yanshu, then at himself, his eyes filled with disbelief while trying to lower his voice so as not to attract Wei Qi and the others. "How could we be a Taoist couple? It can't be like the rumors say, that I came to you because I saved my life, and you, you agreed?"
"yes."
"What about the rest? I've been so persistent, so cunning, so cunning, and so full of advertising that you're the one and only for me. It's a done deal, I got on the bus first and bought the ticket later, and I want you to be responsible for me. These can't all be true, right?"
Yan Yanshu said naturally, "Yes."
Lu Yinche was silent for a long time, and finally said, "You are here to stab me a second time, right? Come on, right now, kill me and throw me into the sea to feed the fish, which can be considered a contribution."
Yan Yanshu smiled when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "That's not it."
Strange, this face shouldn't be fake, but it can actually smile, Lu Yinche thought.
Then he heard the sword cultivator, who was very frugal with words, say, "I am willing."
He added, "Rumor has it that Nianniang and Jiangjiang fell in love over time, and that's also true."
Seeing that he seemed to be smiling, Lu Yinche touched his head, not daring to touch his forehead to see if it was hot. He muttered softly, "How can such words come out of your mouth? Is my hearing broken? I've never heard you joke so well before."
Perhaps noticing his embarrassment and awkwardness, Yan Yanshu didn't waste any more time on this issue and talked to him about business.
Back in Yao City, True Man Zheng Yu was naturally dead, and in order to make up for the loss of face they had previously allowed, the Immortal Alliance cast several layers of formations on the remaining corpse to prevent the trouble of reincarnation.
However, Wei Qi said that the man in red was quite experienced and beat the soul into pieces like a pulp.
Lu Yinche declined Wei Qi's curious taste.
Anyway, the man in red clothes did run away.
In a place like the world of immortal cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, it is only natural to clean up the sects. However, this man claims to be a disciple of the Yin Sect, so he is the second person the Immortal Alliance wants to capture - the first is Lu Yinche.
At that time, he brushed past Lu Yinche and slipped away while everyone was shocked by Yan Yanshu's earth-shaking appearance. Gong Jin also ran away very quickly.
This kid can actually run faster than before.
I'm used to letting Lu Yinche clean up after me.
Cheng Xiaozong's operation in that valley yielded fruitful results, with the people and evidence captured, and all four Sword Saint puppets were destroyed.
Lu Yinche asked Yan Yanshu if he really didn't plan to keep one. It would be quite useful to put it in the house as a substitute. If someone you don't want to see comes to the door, just put him in front. You don't talk much anyway, and you can meet four people at the same time, which is much more convenient.
Yan Yanshu looked at him and said, "I could have avoided seeing you."
Good, good, you are the sword master, you are the best in the world, you are amazing.
Lu Yinche couldn't help but think of his title of third best in the world, and he was not convinced. Then who was second best in the world?
Yan Yanshu did not answer this question.
He came to talk about serious matters.
In the tunnels beneath Huangquan Market, they captured the alchemist and swordsman puppeteer, Shang Jiao. He had initially tried to flee, but the sword cultivators, skilled in dealing with evil, had fed him a handful of soul-locking sand. Now, he was trapped, shell and all.
When he was arrested, he was guarding his masterpiece "The Weaver Girl", which he had high hopes for.
It’s a pity that the child is already dead. The medicine making process is inherently dangerous, and it is unlikely that he would have a good ending even if he survived by chance.
Yan Yanshu said that Master Shang Jiao wanted to see him.
"To see me?" Lu Yinche asked, "You should have interrogated him."
Yan Yanshu hesitated a bit. Then he said that Shang Jiao Zhenren had initially refused to confess anything. Later, someone from Cheng Xiaozong let slip that Lu Yinche was also on the ship. Only then did Shang Jiao Zhenren relent, saying that he had done everything in accordance with his master's orders and that he wanted to see Lu Yinche.
"Bullshit." Lu Yinche rolled his eyes. "He said in that dark place that I don't think it's possible to make a medicine man. We both heard it with our own ears, right?"
Yan Yanshu nodded: "Yes, the two of us."
You're not focusing right...
Lu Yinche glanced at him and continued, "Besides, how can I be his master? People say that taking a disciple is like having a son. How can someone as carefree and romantic as me easily get married?"
Yan Yanshu seemed a little unhappy.
Lu Yinche quickly changed his words: "Except you, except you."
He forgot about it. "Well, I'm just a little uncomfortable. You know, I forget a lot of things in my mind. I can't remember anything."
Yan Yanshu said: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to force yourself to think about it, you will know when the time comes.
Lu Yinche was stunned for a moment.
Are his words simply a consolation, or do they have a deeper meaning?
Just like Wei Qi said when he was in Yaocheng, he is a chess player.
He has arranged everything for himself.
However, Lu Yinche's moment of shock was indeed short-lived, and he quickly came to a new conclusion.
It’s really me, so awesome.
Yan Yanshu looked at him helplessly and smiled.
In the end, Lu Yinche decided to let Yan Yanshu represent him with full authority and keep this guy hanging for the time being.
First of all, I don’t know if he has any tricks up his sleeve. There is no village in front and no shop behind here. There is only the vast ocean as far as the eye can see.
Secondly, if we ask him to go when he knows nothing, not only will he reveal his secrets and be deceived, but even if the negotiations break down, what will we do if he becomes desperate?
It would be better to throw him into the dungeon of Cheng Xiaozong and give him a proper reckoning.
"There is no dungeon in the Chengxiao Sect." Yan Yanshu said.
Lu Yinche didn't believe it.
"Lu Denghe, that boy from my family," Yan Yanshu nodded, indicating that he knew who he was. Lu Yinche then continued, "I asked Yang Deyou about the version of the song that's sung within your sect."
Yan Yanshu tilted his head: "Hmm?"
So cute...
Xie Juncun looks like a puppy, while Yan Yanshu himself looks like a cat with its claws retracted.
Lu Yinche coughed and said, "The storybook said that after you stabbed me, I didn't actually recover in some deep mountain forest. Instead, you locked me up in a dungeon and kept me under close surveillance."
Lu Denghe hadn't asked about the rest of the story yet, but Lu Yinche asked him to tell him as soon as he got the update.
The watchmen work day and night, regardless of wind or rain.
Yan Yanshu's eyebrows drooped slightly. He was not the type to read storybooks.
This person's appearance makes him a natural for drinking tea, admiring the snow, polishing swords, and the like, all the trappings of a distinguished scholar. If he showed even a little more of the mundane, he'd be like a deity descending to earth, with a crowd of people screaming like crazy, shouting about something that only happens once in a century.
No wonder the scandal between him and Lu Yinche has been circulating for a long time.
It's been so many years, and there are still people generating electricity for love.
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