"Lingking? This, could it be a secret book of martial arts? But it's very small, such a small piece of paper, how can it contain a secret book of martial arts?" Nijin was very suspicious, turning the small piece of paper over and over.
This piece of paper, at first glance, was only as small as the palm of a hand. The writing on it was only a little larger than an ant, and had a silvery color, making reading even more difficult.
Nijin stared for a while, then could only shake his head and smile bitterly, looked around for a while, saw that no one was paying attention, so he silently tucked it into his waistband.
Nijin continued to look at books in the library for a while, then finally left in frustration.
Before leaving, he did not forget to look upstairs and spoke softly.
"Bam! I beg your permission to go first."
After waiting for a while and seeing no one answer, Nijin stomped out of the library, quickly leaving the old building.
At that time, Nijin did not know that he had unintentionally stepped on a path that many martial arts masters could not reach.
Fate sometimes teases people, those who want to find it may not find it, those who accidentally find it may not necessarily want it.
Someone said "Destiny is a sword. If you have the power, the knife will be a deadly weapon. If you don't have the power, the knife will be a ghost demanding your life."
Returning to the palace, the sun had already reached its peak.
Nijin hurriedly ran to the stable, quickly fed the horse, cleaned up and returned to his residence. Before leaving, he did not forget to take the log from the crossbar.
Running all the way back to the cottage, seeing that his sister had already prepared the meal, he smiled and said.
"Nijan! Today Manager Trieu sent me on a mission. I heard there is a reward. This time, I will buy you a beautiful set of clothes."
"Mission? What mission?" Nijan saw her brother happy and smiled and asked again.
Nijin then slowly recounted Trieu's handover process, as well as this trip to the Nan family's old house.
"Oh! Which distinguished guest would make the marquis hold such a grand banquet?" Nijan muttered a bit doubtfully.
"I'm not sure! Manager Trieu didn't say anything."
Nijin shook his head, he was also very curious.
"In Wukan today, perhaps no one has such a big face.
I remember last year when the reigning saint came to visit, I didn't bother my grandpa."
Nijan frowned and said.
"Forget it! Forget it! This has nothing to do with us, our destiny is small, it's okay to do our job well, let's eat."
Nijin saw her sister thinking ecstatically, so she picked up chopsticks, put food in her bowl, and opened her mouth to urge her.
Nijan didn't think too much anymore, the two brothers quickly finished their meal.
Even though food and soup were frugal, the two of them were still very happy. For cousins, being frugal was not as good as their previous days on the streets.
After eating, Nijin quickly tidied up the dishes, ignoring his sister's insistence on washing the dishes.
Nijin loves his sister very much. For him, no matter what he can do, he will definitely not let anyone hurt her.
Life is sometimes very funny, there are people who share the same bloodline and are pampered by their parents, but every time they see each other they just want to attack and bite each other.
There are also people who are born smart, healthy and have successful lives, but when their blood relatives encounter difficulties, they do not hesitate to step in another step.
There are people who are unhappy, have no father or mother, are weak and sick, but for the sake of the word "intimacy," they do not hesitate to do anything, just because they want the other person to live well and happily.
A foolish person has the dignity of a foolish person.
They may cry because you are happy, they may cry because you cry, you will find them very difficult to understand, but they have something you can understand, they truly care for you.
Having finished everything, Nijin then remembered the piece of paper in his waistband. He immediately took it out and took it to his sister.
"Nijan! Look, what is written on this piece of paper?"
Nijan received the piece of paper, bowed her head to examine it, she looked at it, a little suspiciously raised her head, and asked, "Brother! Does this piece of paper have any words?"
Nijin was startled, picked up the piece of paper, and looked closely.
After a while, Nijin rubbed her eyes and mumbled incomprehensibly.
"Strange! Why did the writing on the paper disappear? You still saw a lot of writing this morning?"
"Or are you mistaken? How can words written on paper disappear by themselves?" Nijan smiled and looked at her brother.
She thought, maybe her brother was mistaken, her brother was born stupid, and sometimes being a little dizzy was not strange.
"I still remember clearly, the five biggest words written on it...! Written..." Nijin froze, he clearly read the five big words written on the piece of paper, but by now he had forgotten, completely forgotten to let.
Even from the time he left the Nan family's old house until he returned to the Marquis' Palace, Nijin was always mumbling, reading it over and over again, but now he forgot.
"Brother! You must be dizzy, how could the writing on the paper disappear?
Please rest a bit, I have more work to do in the afternoon, I'll go hang out some clothes to dry."
Nijan saw her brother's face turn red and blue, so she laughed, and after speaking, she left the room.
Nijin was completely dreamy. He was still secretly happy to have picked up the martial arts secret book, but on the way back to the palace, the book fell away.
Nijin dejectedly walked to the bamboo bed, lay down, and closed his eyes, planning to go to sleep, but at that moment he remembered.
" Corpse devours spirit LingKing.
Yes, those words, I still remember clearly."
Nijin jumped up, crazy with joy, he still clearly remembered the five big words written on the piece of paper.
With trembling hands, he picked up the piece of paper he had just lost and threw it on the ground, this time the piece of paper was filled with words.
Nijin had a puzzled look on his face, thinking he was dizzy again, he raised his hand to rub her eyes once before looking back.
The piece of paper remained unchanged, there were still many words on it, although very small and difficult to read, but not as pure white as before.
Nijin was so happy, he rushed out of the small room, went to the clothesline behind the house, and loudly called his sister.
"Nijan! Nijan! Look, the words above appear again"
Nijin looked happy and passed the piece of paper to his sister saw.
Nijan was also very surprised when she saw that. She still remembered clearly that there were no words on the paper.
She reached out to receive the small piece of paper, quickly walked towards the large grapefruit tree in front to avoid the sun, and looked closely again.
"Brother! Are you teasing me? There's no word "ah" on here.
Nijan looked over, there were no words, not even ink stains.
"Don't you see? There are five big words on it..." Nijin opened his mouth but couldn't say anything anymore. He was completely dreaming, this time he forgot.
"This, that..."
"Brother! I think you should go to sleep."
Nijan glanced at him, laughed, turned towards the basin of unfinished clothes.
Nijin took the piece of paper and slowly walked back to his room. He thought for a long time and couldn't understand why the words on this piece of paper sometimes appeared and disappeared.
There's a problem with his mind, Nijin doesn't deny it, but he clearly remembers those five big words very well, so why is it that every time he asks his sister, there's nothing left?
"Am I really dizzy? Maybe it's because Nijan is a boy, so the words on the paper disappeared?" Nijin lay on a bamboo bed, looked at the piece of paper over and over again, but couldn't find the answer, so he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
After sleeping for a while, Nijin woke up. He yawned and walked out of the room, preparing to go to the stable to work.
He went to the water jar in front of the house, intending to scoop water to wash his face, at that moment Nijin saw that in his hand he was still holding a small piece of paper, covered with words.
Nijin's arms shook, dropping the piece of paper to the ground.
"Weird! Are there ghosts?" Nijin was completely ruined, this piece of paper teased him three times seven times, isn't there a ghost?
Taking a deep breath to try to regain composure, Nijin picked up a small piece of paper, with the words "LingKing" clearly written on it.
This time Nijin did not take it to his sister, he planned to remember clearly how to write each side of the letter, then slowly ask her how to read it and what the meaning was.
Even though Nijin was naive, after three or seven times like this, he could still vaguely understand some things. Perhaps only he could see what was written on this piece of paper.
Going to the horse breeding area, as always, Nijin started cleaning and brushing their hair.
The marquis's horses are all precious breeds, and it is said that some of them still have the bloodline of ferocious beasts.
Although Nijin doesn't know what the bloodline of a ferocious beast is, but just hearing it, he understands that it must be very strong. If you don't take care of it carefully, it will make them sick. I'm afraid it will be difficult to preserve their lives.
Even though Nijin also made some mistakes, the mistakes were very small. Most of the time, Manager Trieu's men only beat him as a token of respect. It hurt a little, but it wasn't a big deal.
"That guy! Roll over here."
Nijin was working intently when suddenly he heard someone shouting behind his.
He turned his head to look back, his eyes shrinking.
The person in front of him was around twenty years old, with sword eyebrows, bright eyes, and a tall and handsome body.
If we ignore the fact that this guy is bigger, dresses more elegantly, and is whiter than Nijin, then the two have six or seven parts in common.
This person's name is Nishou, Nijin's older half-brother. Of course, the word "brother" he only dared to think but did not dare to say.
"Young master! You...! Are you calling a servant for something?" Ten times Nijin met Nishou and was beaten eleven times. He was really afraid of this brother.
"I told you to roll over, who told you to go?" Nishou's eyes were cold, his whole body emitted a layer of terrifying aura, and his language was unkind.
Nijin knew that Nishou would definitely want to teach him a lesson. Even though he was frustrated, he couldn't resist. He lay down on the ground and slowly rolled over.
The stench of manure and horse urine rushed into his nose, making him nauseous, but in the end, he endured it and rolled over to Nishou.
"Young master.
If you need anything, please let me know."
Nijin rolled to a distance of nearly two meters from Nishou before stopping, crawling up, and speaking. Nishou was very happy to see his useless brother struggling like that. He raised his head and said.
"Tomorrow the Marquis will hold a banquet for guests, you two should stay indoors and not go out.
If something goes wrong, don't blame me unintentionally."
"This...! Young master, just rest assured.
I guarantee that I will not leave the house even one step."
Nijin quickly nodded and said.
After all, there was nothing good to see about entertaining guests. If he didn't have to go to the stables, he would have had time to learn to read.
Seeing his younger brother obediently obey, Nishou chuckled happily, intending to beat this idiot, but seeing that the top and bottom were covered in horse urine and feces, he immediately gave up.
Letting out a cold snort, he clasped his hands and walked out of the palace.
Nijin knows very well that this guy Nishou, although he has excellent martial arts training skills, is a good person and cannot be changed by death.
Watching Nishou's shadow fade away, Nijin then spit out a spit and said with hatred, "Maybe he's going to the West Lake to travel again and write poems to flirt with girls, right? The type that only knows how to stroll around castles and chase after girls." Younger brother, if you don't know how to control yourself, sooner or later you will end up in a big disaster."
Nijin said so, but he understood that no one in Wukan land could mess with the Marquis Palace.
Want to poke fun at the Marquis' Palace? How many lives do you have for Xiatun to cut?
Continuing to work until late afternoon, waiting for someone to change shifts, Nijin immediately returned to her cottage.
All afternoon being surrounded by feces and urine, Nijin's whole body emitted a strong aura. He quickly took a shower and was finally considered clean.
Nijan was assigned to be a maid for Nishan.
Nishan is twelve years old this year, very beautiful. Although he has not seen it with his own eyes, through Nijan's words, he can guess a bit.
It is said that after kicking Nijin and his mother out of the house, because he did not want his son to live a wild life forever, Nanji finally gave Nanjo a concubine, her name was Shengyou.
After Shengyou returned to the palace, she gave birth to Nanjo two children, a boy and a girl.
The eldest daughter's name is Nishan, the son's name is Nishou.
Nishou just turned ten this year and is very talented. He is proficient in piano, chess, writing, and painting.
Not only that, his martial arts skills were also extremely high, at the age of ten he had already entered the ranks of third-class masters.
Nijin also heard some servants in the palace gossiping that Changqi Yong and Shengyou often fought with each other.
Nijin also secretly laughed a few times because of this incident, thinking endlessly.
"Fight! Changqi Yong, if you don't take good care of your son, one day the position of eldest son will no longer exist."