Shen Yizhi didn't understand why she was so excited: "I don't really know this, but the attendants who go down the mountain to buy every month should have a clue, or I'll ask you for it."

When Hua Qian heard this, he nodded again and again: "Of course, of course, I will trouble you."

Shen Yizhi blushed: "You're welcome, yes, yes."

After Shen Yizhi left, Hua Qian lay on the rocking chair and pondered. He was too excited just now, but now he thinks about it, there is something strange.

She called out the number 1438 in her mind.

Huaqian: System, can you find the author called Tang Seng who does not wash his hair?

[Di-Dear customer, the system has bound the identity of Yuqian, and can no longer interfere with other people in the world. This violates the rules of the world and will be warned by a red card. 】

Huaqian: Then do you know that there are other transmigrators in this world?

[Di - the system cannot answer this question, each system is bound to a fixed executor to perform fixed tasks, and cannot interfere with other systems and executors, and will be warned by a red card. 】

Huaqian: In other words, is it possible that there are multiple executors in a world at the same time?

[...There is such a possibility, but One Four Three Eight does not know if there are other executors in this world. 】

Huaqian: Then if I found a companion myself, it would not be considered a violation, right?

[The system cannot answer this question, but there is no such warning in the system rules. 】

Hearing the words of 1438, Hua Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

The absence of such a warning means there is no violation.

[But have customers thought about a possibility. 】

One Four Three Eight said suddenly.

[This world is a world created by the author of the novel. Although it derives its own history and future into an independent world line, this is not the ancient world of your original world. 】

Hua Qian was stunned: you mean...

[Perhaps that "Tang monk doesn't wash his hair" is someone from this world. 】

Hearing this, Hua Qian was silent. She was immersed in the excitement of finding a companion before, ignoring the fact that martial arts novels have settings that are different from the real world.

It's not unreasonable what the system said. Perhaps this comic called "Journey to the West" was drawn by people of this era, and it will become a classic masterpiece in thousands of years.

After calming down, Hua Qian looked at the sky and sighed, no matter what, he still had to find a way to find the author to verify.

But the next day, Shen Yizhi brought good news.

"I heard from the attendant that the monthly picture albums are purchased from the bookstore in Songshi Town. This "Journey to the West" is produced by the Licheng Bookstore. Every month, someone will send the manuscript to the bookstore, and the bookstore will print it later. At the end of the month, it will be sent to the bookstores around the world for sale."

Licheng Bookstore?

This place was mentioned in the original book, and all kinds of anecdotes and anecdotes were recorded by this bookstore, which can be regarded as the news center of martial arts.

"Is it far from the Jade Machine Gate?"

She came here not long ago and has no idea of ​​the distance between places.

"Licheng is the hub of north-south transportation, and it's not too far from our Yuji Gate. After going down the mountain, keep going westward, and you will arrive after passing Duckweed Town, Sishui Town and Run'an City."

Shen Yizhi was a little puzzled, "Girl Yu, isn't your hometown in Huizhou? From Huizhou to here, Licheng is the only way to go, don't you know?"

Hua Qian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and immediately lowered his eyes as if lost in memory, and said in a low voice: "At the beginning, my mother and I escaped in a hurry, and we were seriously ill all the way. How can I remember the route?"

Seeing her sad face, Shen Yizhi thought that what he said made her think of the sad things in the past, so he hurriedly stammered and apologized: "Yes, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I can't speak..."

Seeing that he was being fooled, Hua Qian shook his head, with a gentle expression on his face: "I don't blame you, Mr. Shen, thank you for helping me."

"It should be, it should be."

Shen Yizhi was annoyed that he had said the wrong thing, so he had to leave in a hurry.

Hua Qian felt that things had hope, and she had to find a way to go to Licheng.

However, her injury has not healed yet, so there is no rush for this matter, it is necessary to find the right time.

After another week, Huaqian's leg injury was no longer serious, and she immediately devoted herself to martial arts training after she could move freely.

The body is the capital of the revolution, and she has to save up enough capital to continue to spend with that little bastard Tang Jin.

Before Tang Jin returned to Yujimen, she heard that it would take ninety-nine to eighty-one days to refine the black iron smelter. During this time, she practiced martial arts with other disciples.

Because Huaqian has no foundation, he still can't practice sparring with other disciples. He just strides and runs around the square every day to practice some basic moves and skills.

She is not in a hurry either, practicing martial arts is not a one-time thing, her talent is not high, but she has worked hard since she was a child.

As a child who was once tortured by the college entrance examination, what she knows best is how to study.

Mind map, Ebbinghaus curve, Pomodoro learning method, and four-quadrant method are all used together.

Without Tang Jin, Hua Qian doesn't have to think about messy things, just concentrate on practicing martial arts every day.

Others practice five hours a day, but she practices eight hours.

While running and practicing the vest method, he can't leave his books when eating and taking a bath.

If it was said that last time she forced herself to fill up the water tank so that people would no longer underestimate her, then now everyone only looks at her with admiration.

The disciples of Yujimen all know that the girl from the Yu family is stubborn and stubborn. From the beginning she was weak and unable to take care of herself, and now she takes the first place in all the cultural training and skill classes.

If it wasn't for the fact that women's strength cannot be compared with men's by nature, and she has only been in the jade machine for a short time, she would be afraid to overwhelm the men like them.

Everyone was afraid that they would be ridiculed by a girl who had just started, and they were all aroused to fight. They practiced martial arts desperately one by one, which made Yujimen's style of study more serious.

Hua Qian did not expect that one day she would become the king of introversion, driving the comparison of the entire sect by herself.

After the skills get out of class that day, everyone was playing cuju, and Hua Qian was also keen to participate in group activities to build a good relationship with everyone.

She passed the ball, and saw Shen Yizhi running to her side and said with a smile: "Little sister, can you borrow me to observe the cultural training in the afternoon?"

"You haven't started class yet, why are you in a hurry?"

"Don't I have to make an appointment in advance, otherwise I will definitely be borrowed after class."

Hua Qian stretched out five fingers and shook: "Yes, yes, but you have to pay more."

Ever since she became one of the three good students in the head teacher's mouth, people have always asked her to borrow notes.

Hua Qian is not a stingy person, but of course the notes are not borrowed for nothing, and collecting some intellectual property protection fees by the way can be regarded as the fruit of her labor.

Seeing that she agreed, Shen Yizhi immediately rolled his eyes with a smile: "It should."

Halfway through kicking the ball, the head teacher suddenly called Hua Qian out and told her to go to the study.

Hua Qian didn't know what was going on, and after answering, he wiped his sweat and ran to the study room. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a figure lazily leaning on the chair.

His long hair was tied high in a ponytail and he wore a silver crown. She was dressed in a black robe with a blue belt around her waist. The delicate peacock embroidered feathers stretched to the collar, and the same enamel blue lining was exposed around her neck.

This blue color is extremely beautiful, and it makes his neck even more white and slender.

Seeing her panting, Tang Jin spread her folding fan to cover her nose, as if smelling the stinky sweat from her body, her voice was still warm, and her words were still full of sarcasm: "Long time no see, Miss Yu is getting more free and easy. "

Hua Qian was taken aback when she saw him. Tang Jin had been away for more than four months. From midsummer to late autumn, she practiced martial arts hard these days.

Seeing the flash of confusion and daze in Huaqian's eyes, Tang Jin's eyes sank slightly, the corners of his mouth raised into a higher smile, but his tone was tempered with almost invisible coldness and chill.

"Why, I don't recognize Miss Yu's expression."

Hua Qian was already accustomed to his gentle knife, and when she heard the danger in the words, she immediately took a step forward, stared at him with wide eyes and said.

"You are dressed so well today, I almost didn't recognize you just now!"

There was an undisguised surprise in her eyes, "I saw you wearing white before, but I didn't expect black to suit you better!"

What she said is not false. Tang Jin usually presents herself as a gentle and jade-like noble son, so she mainly dresses in light colors.

Now this black robe with a waist not only slims his body, but also highlights his aloofness and arrogance that he deliberately hides on weekdays. The peacock feather and enamel blue are coated with a layer of mystery and extravagance, coupled with the youthful feeling brought by the high ponytail, Simply handsome to new heights!

Nu Wa completed the design!

Reunited after a long absence, Hua Qian once again fell in admiration for his appearance.

Although Tang Jin is a psycho, he is also a good-looking psycho!

Looking at Huaqian's almond eyes that seemed to be filled with stars, Tang Jin tilted his head and looked at her with his chin resting on one hand: "Is it so beautiful?"

This action is more innocent and youthful!

"Hmmmm!"

Hua Qian also put his arms on the table, put his hands on his face and smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "You look the best!"

When she smiled, the small pear dimples at the corners of her mouth bloomed, like a pot of fine wine brewed in spring.

Tang Jin likes her looking at him with that kind of sparkling eyes, as if the stars all over the sky are in front of his eyes.

He slowly stretched out his fingers towards Huaqian, and his tone was gentle and strange: "Then if a good-looking person asks you to have a pair of eyes, will you agree?"