The wolf king of the idle little woman

Chapter 58 The Handbook Is Missing＋V Announcement
"Heng, do you know any books about Han Yuqin or the records of Han Yuqin's mind?" Sang Mo didn't want to really become a Soul Reaper in the future, so he had to figure out what his current situation was.

"Only the first master of the hall left behind a handbook about Han Yuqin's mental technique, but the first lord didn't say how many levels he had practiced, he only knew that he could heal the wound and drive away the sorrow after practicing two pieces. No one in the world can match it." Wan Chengheng replied after thinking for a while.He remembered that there was a book about Han Yuqin's mental method.

"Really? Where is the letter now?" Sang Mo knew there was hope as soon as he heard it, and the mind of the first hall master must have been practiced beyond the second level, and there must be some records of his feelings at that time. .

"It's on the second floor of the Dianzhu Pavilion. Mo'er, do you want to see it?" Wan Chengheng looked at the eagerness in Sang Mo's eyes very strangely, and always felt that Mo'er was very weird today, always asking Some unusual questions.

"Ah, no, I just want to know, how can I quickly practice the first level of Han Yuqin mentality, so I just want to see how it feels for the seniors to practice Han Yuqin, why I don't have it? I've been practicing talking for a few months." Sang Mo hurriedly came out of his thoughts, and then said pretending to be discouraged.

Sang Mo knew that he shouldn't even hide Wan Chengheng's secrets like this. After all, they are lovers now. However, Sang Mo didn't want to startle the snake with the force behind the scenes, and he didn't want Wan Chengheng to be injured. One more person would know , just one more danger.

"Oh, Mo'er, as I said, don't rush, just take your time, this is not something that can be done in a hurry." Gently holding Sang Mo to his chest, Wan Chengheng held Sang Mo with one hand. The top of Mo's head stroked back and forth her not-so-long blue hair.

Sang Mo rested his head on Wan Chengheng's chest, but he was thinking in his mind that he must go to the Dianzhu Pavilion at night to find out the handbook and have a look, so that he could have a clear idea.

After dinner, Sangmo asked Zelan to accompany him to the Palace Master Pavilion. Sangmo went in alone and asked Zelan to wait outside.

Going up to the second floor, for some reason, Sang Mo felt that there was a human breath in it.This is not to say that it is his own breath, but the breath of other people, it does not seem like no one is looking for it.Could it be that someone has been to the Palace Master Pavilion before him?
Sang Mo suddenly thought of something, stopped guessing, and hurriedly looked for the letter with a lamp.As a result, after searching carefully for nearly an hour, I read all the booklets and compositions in the Getai, and none of them was the handbook about Han Yuqin's mental technique left by the first hall master.

It seems that someone really planted spies by his side, and the conversation with Wan Chengheng in the afternoon was also overheard.Therefore, this handbook will disappear.

Of course, it is impossible for Wan Chengheng to take it, because I told him that I will look for the manuscript with him tomorrow, so there is no need for him to come back and take it away. Sang Mo believes that Wan Chengheng really hopes that he can practice the mental method , As for the others, Summer is not sure.

Since I couldn't find the handwriting, I had no choice but to go back.

As he was walking, Sangmo suddenly heard a "click", as if he had stepped on something.

Moved his foot away and shone the candle light down, only then did Sangmo see clearly that what he stepped on was a jade hairpin.After practicing, Sang Mo looked carefully at the jade hairpin in his hand, and always felt like he had seen this jade hairpin somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember it for a while.

Putting the jade hairpin into his arms, Sang Mo didn't stay for a while, and went downstairs quickly.

Leaving the Dianzhu Pavilion, Sang Mo walked back while chatting with Zelan as if nothing had happened.

"Report to the Lord of the Palace, Master Qiu Yi has been waiting for you in the Qingyu Hall for a long time, and he said that he has something to ask." Back in his own courtyard, before Sang Mo had time to sit down and drink tea, he heard Ziju report.

So, Sangmo turned around and rushed to Qingyu Hall.

"Master Jin An." Sang Mo stepped into the hall of Qingyu Hall, and saw Lord Qiu Yi standing aside with his hands behind his back, and Qiu Yi heard footsteps before Sang Mo came in.

"Hello, Mr. Qiu Yi, I'm sorry. After dinner, I went out for a walk. I didn't expect you to come over. I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting." Sangmo explained himself as soon as he entered the door. The deeds, the sincerity of the apology.

"My lord, why do you need to apologize? It's Qiu Yi who should not have disturbed your rest at such a late hour. You should really ask your lord for forgiveness." Qiu Yi said politely with a slight smile on his wild beauty.

"Lord Qiu Yi, you don't need to be too polite. I don't know why you came here tonight?" Sang Mo also smiled kindly and asked why he came.

"My subordinate came to disturb you so late because I came to deliver invitations. Tomorrow is my 35th birthday. I kindly ask my lord to come to the birthday dinner organized by my disciples tomorrow night. Willing?" Qiu Yi said as he took out an invitation card from his arms and handed it to Sang Mo.

"Ah, then I'm here to wish Mr. Qiu Yi a happy birthday in advance. I will definitely be there on time. Who else did Mr. Qiu Yi invite?" Sang Mo took Qiu Yi's invitation and didn't look at it. To Zelan on the side, asked.

"Hehe, thank you, because this birthday is a big birthday, so the disciples said that all the stewards in the hall and all the stewards of the silver clan were invited to a banquet. Those invitations were sent by the disciples. The subordinates delivered the ones in person." The smile on Qiu Yi's face looked very happy, maybe it was because the apprentices helped her hold a birthday dinner.Whether he was happy because Sang Mo promised to be there, it was unknown, only Qiu Yi knew it in his heart.

"Master Qiu Yi has come here to deliver invitations in person. If I don't go, I will make Lord Qiu Yi sad. Therefore, in order not to make Lord Qiu Yi sad, I will definitely arrive on time." Sang Mo also smiled happily , seems to be very satisfied with Qiu Yi's approach, and repeatedly promises that he will be there.

"This subordinate is looking forward to the Lord Hall Master's visit tomorrow, and it's getting late, so this subordinate will not disturb the Lord Hall Master's rest, so I will take my leave first." Qiu Yi said as he was about to leave.

"Uh, okay, Mr. Qiu Yi, walk slowly on the road." Sangmo sent Qiu Yi out of the hall with a smirk with a black line on his forehead, but his heart felt cold. Hearing what Qiu Yi said, he felt like The concubine is waiting for the emperor to be lucky.

"My lord, please stay here. This subordinate will leave." After stepping out of the hall, Qiu Yi spoke again, asking Sang Mo not to see him off.

Sang Mo smiled and stopped, watching Qiu Yi turn and leave, but, Sang Mo suddenly saw a part of Qiu Yi's body and did not look away until Qiu Yi disappeared into the night, and Sang Mo did not look back at him. .

After a while, Sang Mo lowered his head and murmured: "So that's it, hehe, tomorrow's dinner may not be easy, it will probably be a grand and exciting dinner."

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