“Then you better watch this!”
Wang Lin's lips curved into a genuine smile.
The next second.
He lifted his palm.
Revealing a strange ring inlaid with gold and silver on his palm.
His palm pointed directly at the RV.
Immediately after.
A ringing sound of a sword echoed from the RV.
In the blink of an eye.
A sound of piercing the air came.
A semi-magnetic flying sword fell into Wang Lin's hand.
The proprietress's eyes lit up: "Telekinetic flying sword? Good skill, but that's not enough to get you in the shop."
Wang Lin chuckled:
"I have a sword, called Kunpeng!"
Having said that.
Wang Lin took out the wine gourd from his waist.
A mouthful of Flying Heaven Maotai wine flowed down his throat.
Such rough drinking made Fei Ji Shi swallow his saliva, and it also made Su Wu Ming shout that he was wasting a precious thing.
Speaking of which, since the last time he drank this Flying Heaven Maotai wine, Su Wu Ming had been craving it. He asked for it many times, but he only got a couple of sips. Su Wu Ming was so envious.
Now smelling the aroma of the wine, the wine bug in his belly was getting restless again.
However, he knew that this was Wang Lin's time for a show. He dared not disturb him. If he got his monthly salary deducted by the boss, where would he go to reason?
When he felt a little drunk.
Wang Lin waved his sword with one hand:
"Did you not see the Yellow River water come from the sky, rushing to the sea, never to return!"
As Wang Lin lifted his long sword.
In an instant.
The wind began to swirl around him.
It actually produced the water of the Yellow River, which was hanging far away in the sky.
This scene.
Made people feel like they were on the scene, personally experiencing the magnificent Yellow River water going away and never returning.
"Will You Drink with Me?"
Lu Ling Feng raised an eyebrow. However, on second thought, this was originally Wang Lin's poem, so reciting it here was appropriate!
Su Wu Ming also praised the scene:
"This illusion, though not as good as the Sand Sea of Tianshen Tower, is still pretty good!"
Ying Tao and Xi Jun ran out of the store, excitedly watching Wang Lin's sword dance: "Big brother is really good at this, he's still so fond of showing off! It's only been a couple of days since we last saw him."
"Shh!"
Ying Tao quickly motioned for them to be quiet, her face full of admiration: "What's wrong with showing off, in big brother's words, if you're gold, you have to shine! Big brother's skill is amazing! When did you learn it? You've been hiding it for so long?"
Only those who travel the world.
Know how powerful Wang Lin's skill is!
Illusions have always been a very difficult art to learn.
Hard work and practice are not enough, the key is to have talent!
"Did you not see, the bright mirror in the hall, grieving over white hair, morning like blue silk, evening like snow!"
As Wang Lin recited again.
The scene around Wang Lin changed again.
In front of the mirror, an old man was lamenting over his white hair, full of sorrow.
Just as the strange phenomenon was becoming increasingly depressing.
A clear voice rang out, like a jade shattering on Kunlun Mountain and a phoenix calling. It was accompanied by the dancing sword, and instantly elevated the scene infinitely:
"Life is meant to be enjoyed to the fullest, don't let the golden goblet face the moon empty!"
"Born with talent, I will surely be of use, even if I spend a thousand gold, I will come back!"
"Slaughter sheep and cattle for joy, we must drink three hundred cups!"
"Cen Fuzi, Dan Qiu Sheng, Will You Drink with Me, don't stop the cup!"
"I sing a song with you, please listen with your ears!"
"Bells and drums, delicacies and jade are not precious, I only want to be drunk forever and never wake up."
"Ancient saints and sages are all lonely, only drinkers leave their names."
"Chen Wang held a feast in Ping Le in the past, drank wine worth ten thousand coins, and enjoyed jokes."
"Master, why do you say you have little money, just buy some wine to drink with me."
"Five flower horses, a thousand gold robe, call your son to go out and exchange them for fine wine, share your eternal sorrow with you."
Wang Lin performed a 【sword dance】, accompanied by 【transformation illusion】 to create strange phenomena.
Achieving a 1+1 greater than 2 effect.
For a while, everyone was mesmerized.
That's right.
Even the guests inside the store.
Were all attracted.
They crowded around the door to watch.
I don't know who clapped their hands and shouted loudly:
"Good! Good wine! Good sword! Good atmosphere!"
The proprietress looked at Wang Lin with a completely different look, with something different in her eyes.
She gently stroked her palm:
"It's indeed good wine, good poetry, and good atmosphere. You can take him in, but you have to tell me, what is your sword dance called?"
Wang Lin looked at the long sword in his hand:
"My sword is called Kunpeng, so my sword dance is called Kunpeng's Journey, or you can call it Big Bird's Spin."
"Big Bird's Spin?"
The proprietress repeated it a few times, then her eyes lit up: "Good name, Big Bird's Spin. However, the poem is excellent, did you write it?"
Just then.
Fei Ji Shi rolled his small eyes, and said proudly: "Ignorant, it was written by Lin Xiaozi, go to Chang'an City and ask around, who doesn't know?"
The proprietress nodded, her gaze towards Wang Lin became even more unique.
Which led to.
Fei Ji Shi winking at Wang Lin: "Lin Xiaozi, there's a chance! But what about that one?"
Thinking about Mei Er.
Wang Lin shook his head.
He didn't bring Mei Er this time.
Because, on the way here, he had exchanged letters with Song A Mi.
Upon learning that Wang Lin was traveling west to Han Zhou.
Song A Mi was so excited.
She took care of her bookstore and rushed over to meet Wang Lin overnight.
The address she left was Mei Er's old house.
Therefore.
Mei Er could only wait for Song A Mi in the old house.
Then.
He would go and pick up the two women...
I'm getting sidetracked.
Right now, the most important thing is this Mo family store -
Now.
Everyone has passed the test, and Wang Lin is taking Fei Ji Shi into the store.
Only Su Wu Ming is left.
Su Wu Ming didn't panic, because he already had an idea in mind:
"I don't have the same skills as the previous one, but I can tell you about the origin of this place!"
"During the Six Dynasties period, there was a highly-respected monk, Mo Shi, who built a temple between Han Zhou and Chang'an. During this time, he was intimidated by robbers who were digging for gold and silver, but the master remained unmoved, with no other thoughts. He not only built the Jinguang Temple, but also translated many classic scriptures."
"And finally, he converted those bandits. I think this should be the site of Jinguang Temple!"
Wang Lin's heart moved slightly: Knowledge points, gotta test them!
The proprietress snorted coldly: "Are you just guessing?"
Su Wu Ming activated his scholar mode, leaving no room for doubt:
"How could it be a guess? The hillside outside still has chives and garlic growing at the same time during this season, even in the snow, they are still lush and green, it's a wonder! This is an indication of gold and silver under the mountain! As the saying goes, if there are chives on the mountain, there is silver under it, if there is garlic on the mountain, there is gold under it. Also, in the ancient book of the Sui Dynasty, Six Dynasties Records, it was once recorded that chives and garlic grew around Jinguang Temple."
"I also saw a stone lantern from the Six Dynasties on the hillside a few miles away. The characters are blurry, but now that I think about it, it should be the four characters 'Convert Bandits into Buddhas'."
"Also, this place is right between Han Zhou and Chang'an, that all checks out!"
The proprietress looked at him with disdain: "I'm talking about skills! Are you just going to talk?"
Su Wu Ming was dumbfounded: "This? Doesn't that count?"
He had no idea.
How smooth his tongue was?
How many times had he won by using his words?
But.
The proprietress turned her head and looked at Wang Lin, nodding and smiling slightly:
"However, seeing as you guys are together, I'll give you a break and let you in!"
Wang Lin smiled at the proprietress's kindness.
Soon.
The six of them entered the inn one after another.
Wang Lin glanced around.
Inside the inn.
There were four groups.
One scholar sat alone at a table, reading a book intently.
Two people sat at a table, they looked like merchants from the Western Regions discussing something, one of them was a Sogdian.
There was one person who seemed to be a swordsman, he was staring coldly at them as they entered.
At this time, Su Wu Ming unconsciously made an analysis, judging their identities based on clues:
"One scholar, two merchants, one of them is a Sogdian, either he's in the spice business or the jewelry business."
"And the other one?"
Lu Ling Feng looked closely and said: "If it's not a wanderer, then it's an assassin."
Wang Lin nodded.
Their analysis was correct.
But in fact, everyone here was an assassin.
They were his targets for collecting keywords!!