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Chapter 23 23. The Method of Amour, Three Grams of Oil

Jiang Xingmeng didn't know the brain circuits of his three wronged senior brothers and sisters, and he didn't know how much shock the three of them were given by the conclusion that "inheritance is in Zhoushan".

The three of Yu Qingge didn't expect that the younger junior sister was just talented and good-natured, but she was so smart!

In fact, this is also because Yu Qingge and the others are young and have not had much contact with the dangers of the world. Therefore, what is obvious to others is a confusing puzzle to them.

Jiang Xingmeng turned a page in the storybook and felt the heavy atmosphere in the hut. He couldn't help but stop flipping through the book and asked, "Why don't you talk anymore?"

After a long while, Luo Shuanghan was able to laugh twice and said, "Aren't you thinking about how to get the inheritance?"

Jiang Xingmeng casually pointed to the sword, the set of needles, and the copper coin on the wall, and yawned: "The key points are all there. If you want to get the inheritance, you can take a look."

Yuqingge, Luo Shuanghan, and Nan Zhixiang: "...?"

No, why don't you go see it?

Jiang Xingmeng didn't think there was any problem, and even began to explain in detail: "The Three Thousand Sword should be somewhat related to the sword on the wall, the Supreme Needle is also related to the set of needles in the box next to it, and as for the Moon Shadow Bow...that copper coin There is a dent in it, and it looks like it was hit by an arrow.”

She quickly had a guess in her heart, but she calmed down and didn't speak. She just raised her hand and stroked her face, and smelled the fingertips of this body, and then smelled a faint smell of medicinal herbs. A little floral, and a little herbaceous.

Tell a joke.

Jiang Xingmeng nodded, snapped his fingers, and glanced at Nan Zhixiang appreciatively: "Senior brother three is smart."

Jiang Xing dreamed of coming here and asked Nan Zhixiang: "Third senior brother, what does the Yi Rong Dan taste like?"

Jiang Xing dreamed that the two of them didn't talk, so he softened his tone: "I'm sorry, I'm just like this. I speak more directly, but there's nothing malicious about it. Don't be angry."

After a pause, he looked at Jiang Xingmeng and smiled kindly: "Fellow Daoist He, we are not here to urge you to go down the mountain to solve the problem. It's just that the treasures of our Zhoushan and Qingshan mountains were stolen by Xiao Xiao, and someone witnessed it with his own eyes. They are coming to the mountains, look..."

Yuqingge, Luo Shuanghan, Nan Zhixiang: "..."

If she guessed correctly...

Jiang Xingmeng's heart skipped a beat, and he sat up again on the bed: "What's wrong with He Xianling?"

Two old men: "...?"

Jiang Xingmeng slightly hooked his lips, and suddenly, all the clues were connected.

Two old men: "???"

The curses and gloating in your tone are almost overflowing!

The old man on the left was enraged by her words, and just about to fight back, he heard the old man on the right smooth things over: "Fellow Daoist He is also in a good mood, maybe she has her own ideas in her heart?"

Jiang Xingmeng was sure that they would not take action. After all, the people at the foot of the mountain wanted her to deal with them. If she was hurt at this time, they would have to send someone else to deal with them, which might not be able to convince everyone.

It was a long time later that Prime Minister Nan found his voice and followed Jiang Xingmeng's train of thought and said, "If we hadn't come to Chongshan, we wouldn't know that there are these three things here, and my junior sister wouldn't know the relationship between these three things and The other Zhenshan treasures are closely related... and the little junior sister has He Qingyu's face, so she can't leave the mountain easily, that is to say..."

Everyone: "..."

After confirming that they were gone, Jiang Xingmeng said: "Senior brother, senior sister, you can take action now."

She had only seen this recipe in the book given to her by Prime Minister Nan, but she had never seen the real thing.

Jiang Xingmeng picked out his ears, a little impatient: "Do you know why Xiao Ming's grandfather died? Because he doesn't meddle in other people's business."

After her deduction, the other three were simply stunned.

For a moment, Luo Shuanghan said in confusion: "Who is He Xianling?"

Everyone: "..."

Don't ask, it's useless to ask.

After a pause, she lay back on the bed, and while continuing to read the script, she said to the three of them: "Come on, come on, I'll wait for your triumphant return."

After a pause, he made a guess with some disbelief: "...In other words, if only one person comes in, this inheritance will not be obtained anyway."

Luo Shuanghan pointed to the hilt of the sword, and lightly stroked the almost invisible incision with his fingertips: "The three characters He Xianling are engraved on the hilt of this sword."

Hello?Are you speaking human language?

The old man on the right laughed cheerfully: "You Daoist He said that too bluntly—"

Jiang Xingmeng smiled coldly: "This is considered straightforward? Then, do you want to hear something more straightforward?"

The three of them looked at each other helplessly, and then they could only get out of their hiding places and began to examine the swords on the east wall, as well as the copper coins and trocars placed next to them.

The two old men were so pissed off by Jiang Xingmeng's insincere words, they gave her a hard look, and then reluctantly left.

While inspecting the set of needles, Nan Zhixiang replied: "The fragrance of the crimson vermilion grass, and the floral fragrance of the Lengyuehua."

Jiang Xingmeng was finally willing to look away from her storybook. She frowned and looked at the two old men: "You just broke into my room without permission. What do you mean, do you still want to search my room?"

The old man on the left glanced at Jiang Xingmeng, and scolded: "You Daoist He, things have come to this point, you are still so lazy, how can you be decent?"

Then she sighed: "That's why I said that this inheritance is much more complicated than I imagined."

Jiang Xingmeng took a deep breath, and then said sincerely: "Look, you are both very old, and you are still cultivating at the stage of transforming gods, and you don't have much life left. Why are you staying in the mountains restlessly waiting to die? Why don't you meddle in these trivial matters?"

It's just that it was two old men who came in this time. They looked like immortals, but occasionally there were a few traces of turbid hostility in their eyes, which made people feel unhappy.

Jiang Xingmeng frowned.

Could it be that the script of the "true and false daughter" is also a hidden clue?
She thought about it carefully, and then suddenly realized!

"No Maliciousness".

The four of them said a few more words, and then there were footsteps outside again, Jiang Xingmeng had an idea in his mind, he was probably chasing Nan Zhixiang and Yu Qingge.

Jiang Xingmeng didn't know what he thought of. He stopped smiling and rubbed his forehead with a headache. If she guessed correctly and the whole story was really like this, then she might not be able to stay outside the inheritance!
Jiang Xingmeng collapsed on the bed helplessly. Luo Shuanghan noticed her unpredictable expression and asked worriedly: "Xiaomeng, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xingmeng showed a sad smile: "Love the law, three grams of oil*."

Luo Shuanghan: "...?"

Luo Shuanghan was shocked: "Junior sister was so stimulated that she went crazy!"

*: I'm fine, thank u.
(End of this chapter)