I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

　　 "Why did Sister Jiang Xin sweat so much? Is it too hot?"

　　 Looking at Jiang Lin, the girl asked with blinking eyes, like a star in the sky.

　　 "Well...it seems...it seems to be a bit hot...but it doesn't matter..."

　　 Jiang Lin looked upright and said solemnly.

　　 "And the lady, don’t worry, even if the flower-picking river is coming! I will protect the lady! I won’t let her get close to the lady! He never wants to touch her hair!"

　　 Jiang Lin continued to speak righteously: "Otherwise I will interrupt his third leg!"

　　 "The third leg?" The girl Liu frowned, thinking seriously, "Is that Jiang Lin named Caihua Thief a monster? But what monster has only three legs..."

　　 "...Miss did not say when she was a slave..."

　　Really...

　　 This girl is like a piece of white paper.

　　 I feel that if I defile her, my guilt will be overwhelming.

　　 "Miss, let's read the poem, the servant girl is still looking forward to it."

　　 "Well, good."

　　 Mo Li quietly glanced at the sister Jiang Xin beside her, just a quiet movement, the spiritual power of the necklace on the white and slender neck had begun to flow quietly.

　　 opened the first envelope, it was the work of a poet monk:

　　 "It was originally a blue lantern that did not return to the guests, but the dust was left due to the turbid wine. The veins and grasses are there every year, when will the first be green."

　　 After reading it... Jiang Lin scratched his head, and a numb power spread.

　　 This is simply Chi Guoguo's confession...

　　 "How does Sister Jiang Xin feel?"

　　 Turning his head, Mo Li asked Xiang Jiang Lin, but he didn't blush, but there was a bit of embarrassment in his eyes.

　　 But thinking about it is normal.

　　Poetry is good, but Rao is a stranger who "lives the king" to you.

　　 It feels a little bit wrong no matter how I think about it.

　　Thinking about it, Jiang Lin briefly commented, but as a layman, I feel that the writing is numb, but it is really good. At least letting such an old and crude person write poetry, I definitely can't do it:

　　 "Well... the writing is good, the rhetoric is exquisite, but I always feel a little frivolous, not pure enough..."

　　 "What is...pure love?"

　　 "Pure love is... simply liking someone... there is only love, nothing else."

　　 "Really..." Mo Li lowered his eyes lightly, not much to say.

　　 Jiang Lin scratched his head, feeling as if he had said something he shouldn't say.

　　 Indeed, for this girl, who is purely liking, and not for the identity of "the son-in-law of the Ethereal Sect"?

　　 "Miss, let's see the next song..."

　　【Until lovesickness is useless, it may be frivolous for melancholy. In the past, who talked about children's affairs, now who wants to save the world? 】

　　 This is a seven-character poem. It is really catchy to read, but it's actually pretty good. Although it's a bit nauseous, it's also relatively euphemistic.

　　 Hmm... this is the evaluation that Jiang Lin, an old rough man can think of.

　　 The girl didn't ask Jiang Lin how this poem was.

　　 It's just that the girl smiled slightly, without a word, folded the envelope with the verse and gently put it back into the envelope, which is a respect for others.

　　......

　　 Seeing behind, there was a very strange poem.

　　 is called "Ode to Lotus"!

　　【Oh! Lotus! You are so beautiful!

　　 Oh! Lotus! You are so touching!

　　 The lotus in summer, the lotus in winter!

　　 Oh~~~~Lotus...]

　　 Without even thinking about it, this poem was definitely written by Wu Ke!

　　 And when he saw the next poem, Jiang Lin was even more dazed, his brows twitched slightly.

　　【The emptiness of fate is love, and the deep love of orthopedics is true love.

　　 The long-lasting relationship will exceed time and space, even if the leg is broken, I will not abandon it]

　　 Is this special!

　　 The cliff was written by the sister of Fangchaoqun!

　　 Is this a poem?

　　This...

　　Not to mention, the poem Fangchaoqun seems to be ok...

Looking at this poem that is not a poem, Mo Li carefully considered: "Sister Jiang Xin, is there any allusion used in this poem? What is the meaning of'empty of fate'? What does'Orthopedics' mean? And why are you talking about it? How about'broken leg'?"

　　 "Well..." Jiang Lin organized the language, "In fact, this uses the allusion of a silver-haired couple, but this is not important, let's go next, next..."

　　Jianglin quickly revealed it, otherwise, how do you say this? Have to start with German orthopedics?

　　In almost two sticks of incense (forty minutes), Jiang Lin and the girl finished reading all the verses.

　　 Indeed, these poets and monks wrote very well, and some verses describe the beauty of girls and express the feelings of pursuit to girls.

　　 To be honest, if you are a junior high school literary little sister, if you receive this kind of love letter, let's not say what the other person looks like. The favorability level will soar a few bars before talking.

　　 But this girl, who seems to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, doesn't seem to be obsessed with these verses at all, and even feels that she doesn't waste the other person's time before reading it carefully.

　　 However, the girl is really serious about reading, and she also added comments, and by the way, she tactfully expressed her refusal...

　　 In addition to poems, there are also tunes recorded by crystals, among which there are piano, Xiao and Dizi.

　　Really, I am worthy of being a Brother of Music.

　　 As for chess, it is the recorded game record.

　　 paintings are improvisations by painters and monks. Most people paint their own Miss Mo Li.

　　 To put it bluntly...that is, crazy brain supplement...

　　Don't say...

　　 Although they don’t paint alike, they all paint pretty well.

　　 As expected, the otaku's brain supplement ability is first-rate.

　　 For an entire hour, after the girl reviewed all the works, she responded a little, and all expressed a tactful rejection.

　　Looking at the girl’s graceful fonts and embroidered lower letters are pleasing to the eye. Although Jiang Lin is a layman, he can see that he is much better than those calligraphers and monks.

　　 "Are you not satisfied?"

　　 Looking at the flying sword flying away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jiang Lin asked.

　　 The girl shook her head with a smile. Not much words.

　　Jiang Lin did not continue to ask, after all, this is someone's business, and he will run away tonight.

　　 But looking at the girl's eyes, she seemed to be a little bit disappointed. I don't know if it's because there is no favorite person or no favorite poem.

　　 Maybe, the latter is more...

　　 Looking at every painting in the girl’s room, a poem must be mentioned. Jiang Lin thinks, maybe it is the latter, she really likes poems.

　　 "Actually, the servant girl occasionally got a song in the hands of a poet monk, if the lady doesn't dislike it..."

　　 "Really? Sister, please write..."

　　 Before Jiang Lin could finish, the girl said with her eyes shining, as if she could speak.

　　 It's not easy to refuse, Jiang Lin took the paper and ink handed by the girl, and slowly wrote down, every time the girl writes a word, the girl's lips and teeth slightly open, and she softly reads...

　　 When I finished reading, my tears couldn't stop ticking down...

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　　【The verses in this chapter are all provided by Xianyu friends, one pack of Weilong and one poem...emmm... after thinking about it, is it too expensive? 】

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