There's No Witch I Can't Wash

"Brother, read out any poems you want to write, and my brother will write it for you."

The address in his mouth also changed, but he directly called Lin Ye brothers and sisters.

But Lin Ye didn't mean to be happy, the corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, resisting the urge to roll his eyes.

What's going on, little brother, who are you, brother!

Lin Ye wanted to mention a poem, so of course he didn't want to write something out of emotion. In fact, he didn't know how to compose a poem at all.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, he will copy, just copy a few famous poems, it should make this Confucianist in front of you startled, right?

It wasn't that Lin Ye wanted to pretend, he was just a little curious, what would happen if he wrote a famous line from his world on the booklet with this pen.

Just now Lin Ye realized that Xue Wencheng was only recording the names of people, and his realm was soaring upwards like a rocket. If he used this thing to write something, would something happen?

What is the principle of this thing, or this pen and booklet tainted with the holy soldier's breath? Through these two things, can we deduce the specific function of the holy soldier.

Although I don't intend to have anything to do with the Confucian sect, but the necessary vigilance is still necessary, who knows if the master of the holy soldiers of the Confucian sect will suddenly run out one day to find the murderous soldiers.

This is the fate of the master of the holy soldier and the master of the fierce soldier. Before confronting each other, it is best to know yourself and the enemy now.

So Lin Ye would never let go of this opportunity, and must find a way to experience the magic of this booklet and pen for himself.

And what if he suddenly regained his strength after writing a few lines of poetry?

Well, it's just a try anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat if you try it, right?The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, even if you don't succeed in the first attempt, you can try a few more times.

With a pragmatic attitude, Lin Ye spoke again.

"How can it be done? This kind of thing must be written by yourself to be valuable. Don't tell me that you don't want to part with this pen and the booklet."

"How could it be, it's just..."

I also agree with Lin Ye's statement. Since it is a poem mourning the dead buried in this cemetery, it is naturally more meaningful and valuable to write it myself.

It's just that the pen and booklet in his hand are extraordinary, and he is a little worried that Lin Ye won't be able to control them.

You must know that it is impossible for people with too weak strength to write something in this book. If they are not recognized by the Yin Yang book and the Spring and Autumn Pen, even if they exhaust their internal strength, they will not even think about leaving a word on it. Come.

"Then, just give it a try, don't force yourself too much."

Anyway, with myself watching, if the other party can't persist, I can stop the other party at any time, so I don't have to worry about any problems.

Thinking of this, Xue Wencheng also generously handed the pen and booklet to the other party.

As soon as the booklet and pen were picked up, that weak reaction reappeared, but only Lin Ye could feel it.

However, these two things themselves did not react in any particular way. They lay quietly in Lin Ye's hands, looking like ordinary pens and booklets.

After weighing it for a moment, Lin Ye opened the booklet.Immediately, the pages filled with dense handwriting were automatically turned over. This booklet looked very thin, but it seemed to have endless pages.

Lin Ye roughly estimated that at least four to five hundred pages of this booklet had been turned before reaching a new blank page.

"Brother, just write on it directly, and pass on your feelings and thoughts. If they recognize you, it will actually be very easy."

Xue Wencheng smiled and encouraged to speak, while Lin Ye couldn't help but took a deep breath and nodded.

He has fart feelings and thoughts, and it's not that he wants to compose a poem himself, he just plans to copy a poem.

But the words of feelings and thoughts...

Does the copied poem have no emotion and thought?

In my own world, those familiar poems, those ancient poems that have been passed down for thousands of years have not faded in the slightest.

When I was reading them and savoring them, did I really...have no emotion at all?

The thoughts of the poet, as well as the emotions in the pen.

So... just write this song.

Hold the pen, drop it, and then a line of words emerges on the booklet.

Ten years between life and death...

Instead of the black handwriting written by Xue Wencheng before, what Lin Ye wrote was bright red handwriting as bright as blood.

The booklet in his hand trembled slightly, and the brush held in Lin Ye's hand also trembled slightly. The smile on Xue Wencheng's face, who had been watching silently, slowly disappeared. As Lin Ye wrote, his eyes widened involuntarily. , showing a look as if he had seen a ghost.

Click, accompanied by a crisp sound, but the pen in Lin Ye's hand broke by itself.

ps: Well, three updates for the time being, and some more in the afternoon to see if it is possible to write two more updates.

I wrote my own doggerel, shame on me

Chapter 50 Words spread throughout the world!

Xue Wencheng's appearance is actually not uncommon. All Confucianists are similar to him, holding a booklet in one hand and a brush in the other, and may write something on the booklet anytime, anywhere.

But compared to those ordinary booklets and brushes, Xue Wencheng's hands are not ordinary things.

Book of Yin and Yang, Spring and Autumn Brush.

Although this is just an imitation made by the Confucian sect based on its treasures, its power should not be underestimated. There are only a few copies among the Confucian sect. Only those with extraordinary status, aptitude, and talent can be qualified. have.

Unlike the general sect where strength is respected, the status and strength of Confucian sects are not linked at all. Of course, this does not mean that Confucian sect does not value strength, but the cultivation method of Confucian sect is different from that of many sects, or it makes many sects Even sects can't understand.