miss mist go with the flow

She was laying the groundwork for "amnesia". After she traveled over, she only inherited this body, without any redundant memories. Many things were learned by flipping through books and reading the notes of the original owner, which could not withstand careful deliberation.

She gave Sirin a vaccination first, and if something went wrong in the future, she said she couldn't remember it, so as not to reveal her identity as a time traveler.

As for Sirin's belief or not, that is Sirin's business.

Sirin was not too surprised when she heard what Amy said, and said with a frowning expression: "You should have learned it before, and your mastery of swordsmanship is not like a pure novice, so it will be easy to handle, wait Next I will teach you..."

"Wait!" Amy interrupted Sirin, she pouted her lips and said half coquettishly: "I don't want to rush the progress, today's sword practice is here, we have other things to do at noon and afternoon. "

"Learning the way of swordsmanship is all about persistence. The two hours of practice are just warming up the body, and the focus is on later!" Sirin's eyebrows frowned even deeper, "It's hard to gain anything from practicing like this..."

When she said this, Sirin noticed the playfulness in Amy's eyes, and she realized that Amy was not her student, but her "creditor".

Whether to practice or not, and to what extent, all depend on the creditor's own decision, and she has no right to interfere.

Fortunately, Amy didn't embarrass her. She pursed her lips and said, "Then practice for two more hours, and then you have to listen to me, how about it?"

Sirin heaved a sigh of relief and nodded quickly.

Ami showed a smile on her face, and said in her heart, "The trick has succeeded".

When getting along with someone like Xilin who is not good at communication, you should take the initiative to speak. Once Xilin gets used to her initiative, it will be difficult to refuse her request.

This is a slow process that needs to be plotted slowly and should not be rushed.

The two took a short break and started today's dry goods teaching.

Sirin's voice was calm, "The technique I'm going to show you next is the most important advanced technique in the secret element sword technique. My teacher used to call it 'Li Sword Technique'. Look after you!"

Sirin swung her sword horizontally, and when her strength was exhausted, she let go of the handle, and the long sword flew out of her hand.

The long sword that left the hand did not lose control, but danced lightly, flew up and down, stabbed or poked, slashed and hacked, it was more agile than in the human hand, and its offensive moves were more freehand.

Amy learned without a teacher, condensed the magic power to the eyes, and immediately caught the mystery.

Between Sirin and the long sword, there are several slender but tough magical silk threads wrapped around her. She lightly shakes her fingers, and she can manipulate the movement of the thread at will with only her own mental power, which in turn affects the attack of the long sword.

Those magic threads also have no fixed position. Sometimes the sticking parts are changed, sometimes a few are broken, and sometimes a few are added. The changes are agile, and the sword light dances in circles, which is dazzling.

This kind of rehearsal method is more shocking than the flashback images in memory, and the appreciation has also improved several levels, so that Amy subconsciously held her breath, for fear of disturbing Xilin's rehearsal movements.

A few minutes later, Sirin hooked her fingers, and the magic thread closed in one place, and the long sword several meters away obediently flew back to her hand, and the halo on the sword also subsided.

"Amazing!"

Amy gave a sincere admiration and applauded.

Sirin was a little embarrassed when she heard her praise, "It just looks fancy, it's not a complicated skill, with your talent, you can master it very quickly."

"Then where should I start?" Amy asked.

Sirin replied without thinking: "Control the magic power."

After a pause for a few seconds, she entered the teaching mode, "The magic thread of the sword technique is different from the way spellcasters weave magic. It does not require deep magic power. The key lies in the composition of elements and the control of magic power. From my personal point of view Look, wind attribute magic power and water attribute magic power are mixed according to a certain ratio, and the silk thread obtained is the most suitable."

Amy opened her eyes wide with question marks all over her face.

In Xilin's words, she could understand every single word separately, but when they were connected together, she was confused.

Seeing Amy's confused face, Sirin frowned again, she rubbed her fingers a few times, and said, "There is a slightly simpler method, try to get in touch with this."

She spread her palms, and the magic power surged between the palm lines, gathering into a silk thread.

Amy was kind, and reached out her hand to grab it.

Sirin's palms can't be called soft, but they don't have that kind of exaggerated calluses. Overall, they still feel like a girl's skin, like fine silk.

Amy wanted to take the opportunity to break into Sirin's fingers, but heard Miss Swordsman's slightly annoyed voice: "Feel that magic thread, don't pay too much attention to my hand..."

Found out, hehe~

Amy stuck out her tongue, condensed the perception of Knowledge, and touched the thread of magic power.

She couldn't tell the reason, but she immediately understood the specific composition of the silk thread and how the magic power worked.

Ai Mikong's left hand spread out flat, and the magic power thread of the same structure was instantly restored, and the magic power fluctuations were exactly the same.

Seeing that Amy successfully condensed the magic thread, Sirin quickly withdrew her palm, and she took a deep breath, "Since you have mastered this skill, let's start the formal practice!"

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Volume 6: Chapter [-] Lin Quan's Night Talk

The rehearsal of Li swordsmanship did not consume too much energy from Amy. It only took more than an hour for her to let the long sword out of her palm and walk around nimbly, and she already had the demeanor of a swordsmanship master between her moves.

Sirin, who was watching from the sidelines, went from flat to shocked, from shocked to pursed lips, and finally looked lost, staring at the sword in her hand in a daze.

It wasn't until Amy asked her to go over to help make the furniture that Sirin came back to her senses, and her eyes regained their brilliance.

The two spent most of the day making a new bed for Sirin, as well as a set of tables, chairs and benches.

When stuffing the furniture into the wooden room, Amy put her hands on her hips and felt a sense of accomplishment.

If she were to do these tasks alone, she would definitely not be able to do them well within ten days and half a month, but with Sirin, the situation would be different.

Ms. Swordsman is the kind of person who pursues high efficiency. She should have done carpentry before. She is very proficient with hammer, hand and axe. Most of the completed furniture is made by her. Amy can only be regarded as a small helper.

"Go, take you to a good place!"

After the work was done, the sky was dark, and the two of them were inevitably covered with dust and sawdust, and they also sweated a little.

Amy grabbed Sirin's wrist and walked west along the forest path, and came to a small pool after a while.

The pool is small, two meters square, surrounded by white jade-colored stones, and a wooden sign with illegible writing is inserted in the corner.

The water vapor on the surface of the pool exudes a faint heat wave.

"Qiang Qiang! A natural hot spring in the forest!" Amy proudly introduced, "The temperature is suitable, the water quality is clean, and the moon view in the forest is very beautiful. After busy work, it is the most suitable place to relax!"

There was a flash of emotion in Sirin's eyes, but she quickly covered her chest lightly, her expression becoming a little embarrassed.

Amy tilted her head, "The wound hasn't healed yet, so you can't see the water? I saw that you are so active today, so I thought you'd be fine."

Sirin shook her head. She looked at Amy's face, thought for a few seconds, and asked, "Where are the clothes?"

Amy pulled a branch beside her and pressed it down with stones to prevent it from rebounding. A clothes basket woven with rattan was hung on the branch.

She was also polite, tied her hair into a ball, took off her clothes first, and slid down the stone steps into the water.

It happened that the moonlight fell on the forest, and the scattered rays of light fell on the elf's white and jade-like skin, as if covering her with a light veil. Apart from being holy, it also highlighted the graceful figure of the girl.

The pool was not deep enough to submerge Amy's chest. She blinked her left eye quickly, with a bright smile on her face, and made an invitation gesture to Miss Swordsman on the shore.

"Sirin, come~"

If you can't let go of children, you can't let go of wolves. No matter what life you're in, Amy knows this very well.

Moreover, she is very confident in her charm, no one can refuse such an invitation, unless Sirin is not human.

The fact was exactly as she expected, Sirin didn't hesitate too long, she untied the belt of the swordsman's uniform, took off her clothes, and entered the water from the other side of the pool.

Her steps are very small, and her slender legs can be seen to be healthy and strong. She is the type of "playing for a year without getting tired".

The cross-shaped puncture wound on the chest has basically healed, leaving only a light scar, which will fade away in a short time.

The pool is not big, the water is not deep, and the temperature is just right. Sirin curled up her legs and curled up, barely at eye level with Amy.

The distance between the two was less than two feet, and they were within reach, but Amy was not in a hurry to get her hands on it. She groped around the pool wall a few times, knocked open a hidden compartment, and took out two black wild fruits from it.

They ate this fruit this morning, pierced the shell at the right place, and they could get the juice with the taste of watermelon juice.

Amy enjoyed one for herself and passed one to Sirin.

Under the moonlight, in the warm pool, the two faced each other, drinking warm fruit juice, which had a special flavor.

"Sireen, let's have an honest talk."

After drinking the juice, it was Amy who spoke first.

She leaned lazily against the inner wall of the hot spring, but her eyes were serious, "We all need to understand each other more deeply, don't we?"

Hearing her words, Sirin sighed, "Indeed."

"Then let's start with me." Amy took the initiative to lead the topic, and she pointed to her face, "I, Amy Holy Moon Spirit, a pure-blooded moon elf, don't remember how many years I lived, yes The memory of the past is very vague, um, generally speaking, I have amnesia."

"I woke up half a year ago and suddenly became in this state. I haven't found out the specific reason. I am currently contributing to a publishing house of a chamber of commerce under the pseudonym 'Misty'. The reading volume and popularity of the story are not bad. Every month There is progress."

Amnesia?

Sirin asked: "Have you forgotten even martial arts and magic?"

"Yes." Amy shrugged, with a helpless look on her small face, "I still remember my name, the story I am writing, and certain things that happened in this forest, but going back , I can’t remember.”

"It's a very rare situation." Sirin commented, with a look of reminiscence on her face, "I've heard a saying that elves and goblins, in order to keep life fun, don't lose their enthusiasm for long life , will take the initiative to use the forgetting spell on himself, and abandon the memory of certain periods of time."

Amy was slightly taken aback, the original owner didn't mention this point in his notes, are these immortals playing so well?

"But even so, martial arts and magic have become the body's instincts, and they shouldn't be easily forgotten." Sirin changed the subject and began to carefully examine Amy's face, focusing mainly on her ears and eyes, "You This situation seems to be a disease that only elderly people of the elves suffer from..."

Having said that, Sirin noticed the problem in her words, covered her mouth in embarrassment, and apologized in a muffled voice.

She is obviously a big sister with a very mature figure, but she often makes such childish little moves, which makes her look even more cute.

Amy tugged at her moon-white long hair with some depression, "Dementia..."

It's not like, she can feel that there is still plenty of vitality in this body, full of vitality, much healthier than the body in her twenties in her previous life.

"It's just a guess, don't pay too much attention to it." Sirin noticed Amy's emotional changes, and said remedially, "It's more likely to forget the spell."

Amy sighed, guessing with Sirin, she is a standard time travel, it is neither a forgetting spell, nor is it dementia.

As for the reason for the time travel, and where the original owner's consciousness went, let's wait and find out later.

"My situation is like this, and I have nothing to say." Amy shifted the topic to Sirin, "Tell me about you."

Perhaps because she knew that Amy had lost her memory, Sirin's performance was not as restrained as before. She moistened her throat and said in a deep voice: "My name is Sirin Samuel, the No. 20 successor of Jizhi Swordsmanship, titled It’s a dance of the spirit wind, and it’s fairly accomplished in swordsmanship. I once went with the expedition team—”

In the middle of speaking, she suddenly froze, sighed, and said: "It's just that I got some achievements with the team, it's nothing, so I won't go into details."

Spiritual wind dance?Amy felt as if she had heard this title somewhere, but she recalled it carefully and found the source.

On the bookshelf in her wooden house, there is a novel called "Legend of the Wind Sword". The hero of the novel is a sword master with extraordinary talent and superb sword skills. dance.

That book is an old-fashioned adventure story. The Juggernaut and his teammates went on an expedition to the mysterious and deep abyss world, severely injured the abyss demon king, and lifted the crisis that almost destroyed the world.

The ending is rather interesting. The Juggernaut did not accept the emperor's award with his teammates and reap the infinite scenery. Instead, he left the team with three swords on his back and went to the other side of the ocean alone to pursue higher swordsmanship. Since then, there has been no news. Only one legend remains.

Sirin's swordsmanship is quite powerful, but she neither has three swords, nor is she a man, nor has she gone overseas.

There is a high probability that she is a fan of "Legend of the Wind Sword". She likes the protagonist in the book very much, so she gave herself the exact same title.

Damn it, Roland really lied to her, saying, "Mr. Misty's name is known to everyone in the whole continent, book fans are spread all over the world, and you can easily find a fellow in the streets..."

Xilin has watched "Legend of the Wind Sword", but she has no reaction to the name "Mist". Doesn't this mean that her reputation is not as good as that street writer named "Yuyuyu"?

Thinking of this, Amy pursed her lips, picked up the water and rubbed her cheeks.

Compared to Amy's depression, Sirin was secretly relieved.

It seems that the elf in front of him really lost his memory, otherwise he would have reacted when he heard the title "Dance of the Spiritual Wind".

"The elf with amnesia" looked at "the swordsman who probably suffered from the second illness in middle school" and asked, "Then how did you get injured? How did you get into this forest? A defensive magic circle was set up near my residence. I didn't even notice you coming."

There was a tangled expression on Sirin's face, and she almost wrote "I don't want to say".

"I'm just thinking about safety." Amy said, "If your enemies come to your door, we can deal with it in advance, can't we?"

This reason is very legitimate, but Sirin still avoided the topic and said, "I can assure you that the one who stabbed me will not come after me."

Amy said, "Can't you explain in more detail?"

Sirin shook her head with a guilty expression on her face, "I'm sorry, Amy, there are some things I'm not ready for..."

Amy curled her lips, okay, it seems that the relationship is still not close enough.

She looked up at the night sky, the silver moon had reached its peak, and the full moon was emitting pure radiance.

Corresponding to the phase of the moon, the elemental magic in the woods has also become active, which is a good time for the moon elves to practice magic.

The elf girl stood up straight, protruding from the water, stretched her waist, her wrapped hair spread out and hung behind her, the light of water and moon reflected in the silver hair waterfall, forming a psychedelic halo.

She stepped out of the pool slowly, her skin was glittering and translucent, and she couldn't tell whether it was the moon veil or the color of water.

Miss Swordsman was taken away by the scene, her expression was a little dazed.