Optimus Sword

Chapter 224 Sword Spectrum

The little official's nose was crooked and said angrily, "This is my cousin from a distant house. It's too sad to farm in the countryside, and the harvest is not good. The family can't afford to eat. I asked me to take him here to find a position, which is also a living. Well, although this cousin looks white, he doesn't work carelessly."

"Oh, I know, I know the card. You don't need to explain any more. Come on in."

The doorman shook his head and said directly if he wanted to find a man with a white face. He insisted on saying that he was a distant relative of his own. If he wanted to steal fish, he still wanted to find this high-sounding reason. Hey, who said that he was a celebrity in front of everyone? He was long and watery. Of course, he was easy to be a good person. What else can you do if you don't let it go? It's not your turn to be the best.

"Okay, go in," the little official lowered his voice.

Qing Yu nodded, and at the same time, there was a burst of pain in her heart. This woman's poor background is not only so miserable, but also needs to help wash clothes. What a tragic thing. Unlike herself, she has strong blood and strength. No matter how hard she tries, she can't learn any good martial arts.

So she can only rely on her own capital, her body.

So there was nothing she could do. Qingyu nodded. He could understand that this was an upright woman. He began to admire this woman. He also hoped that she could elope with the man who didn't care about her background and grow old together, but now, it has become a waste.

Qing Yu sighed secretly, but his eyes suddenly saw a direction.

"Oh, where is the laundry room?"

Because Qingyu saw the posture of cooking smoke inside, some cigarettes came out of it, and there was a smell of rottenness. Is it connected to the kitchen?

"Well, yes." The little official nodded, "My sisters and I are washing clothes there. Every day, thousands of clothes are washed for 300 women for us. At night, we also have to serve those princes and retired elders. Haha, hey, sometimes, after they play with us, we wash their clothes and see those disgusting stains on those clothes, which are left by them when they play with us.

Qing Yu sighed bitterly, and the endless pain hit his heart. He didn't know how to comfort this poor woman and the 300 mermaid women. They were all poor women. They were all abandoned by God, but they were still alive. As long as they could still live and eat and drink, then all this It's all easy to do.

Although he doesn't know whether he is the real savior, as long as he is there, he can at least give them a stable home.

This is what Qingyu decided. At this moment, he knew his responsibility, his dreams, his ideals, and also included these people.

That's the responsibility to save the world. He doesn't know when he will regard his identity as a savior. He can only connect himself with the so-called savior after knowing the dragon god fable said by the big black and reckless snake and the six-eared monkey. .

Although he doesn't know whether he is the real savior, since they all say yes, he doesn't mind being the king of the world.

He believes that his immortal fate this time was stepped on step by step, not the end of any fable.

"Here, this is my room and the man's room. His name is Xiao Li. As you know, his sword score should be there."

Qingyu nodded and walked in. It was very dirty and messy, as if it had not been lived in a house for a long time, but there was a faint fragrance, which was the same as that of a small official.

Qing Yu frowned and looked at the little official's eyes with a trace of doubt.

The little official blushed, "I gave it to him. After all, I also love him."

Qing Yu nodded understandingly, because he knew that the man was worthy of being a man. When he died, he died for a woman who betrayed him without blinking his eyes. This is a man.

Qing Yu and the small officials searched every corner of the room, but they didn't find any books or anything like that, all of which were dirty and messy.

"Is it on those elders? Have you chopped it all up by me? But I don't see any traces of books. It's definitely not on them."

Qing Yu nodded and said affirmatively.

The little official shook his head and denied,

"It's impossible. They just said that just to force Xiao Li to hand over the sword spectrum, and only I know that the sword spectrum is absolutely impossible to simply hide in a simple place, such as on a table, under the cup, in the quilt, or under the bed." A light flashed in the eyes of the little official. Light, she looked at the ceiling and said,

"He told me that in this world, only heaven and earth are qualified to hold anything. Some things do not belong to human beings."

"So..." Qingyu's eyes also followed the eyes of the little official and looked at the 108 fast tiles. What's underneath? If they make a big move and provoke the guards and guards, they will definitely not be able to escape, even if they are not for the sword score.

will also ask what they are doing, which is bound to cause the awareness of high-level characters, and I believe there will be many people who know Qingyu.

So Qingyu was thinking hard, and his eyes suddenly lit up,

"Go and put a basin of water"

What are you doing? Do you want to wash your face? Although she looked at Qingyu's white crystal face that had been washed clean, she couldn't help but be associated with the murderous blood demon, but she still asked curiously about the reason why Qingyu wanted to wash her face again.

"No" Qingyu looked at the ceiling and pointed to it.

Although she didn't know what Qingyu was going to do, the little official still went out and she wanted to bring him a basin of water. Maybe it will help to find the sword score, but she still has to do it.

"The water is coming, where are the people?"

The little official looked around in surprise, but there was no one, and then took the opportunity to look up. She was shocked, and she finally saw the high skill of Qingyu, which was simply the only thing she had seen in her life.

Qing Yu was hung on a beam with one foot, and his hands and other foot were not idle, exploring the traces of those loose tiles.

"Is the water coming? Throw it up"

Qing Yu's faint voice came, which stunned the little official and threw it up. Can he catch it? Even if he can catch it, can it be easy to use?

Qing Yu felt that the other party did not respond, but asked again, "Why, why are you still throwing it up? Don't waste time."

"Ah, can you borrow it like this?" The little official asked doubtfully.

"Why, hurry up, if I'm not sure I'll tell you?" Qingyu frowned. This guy really doesn't know what military speed is. No wonder he always slows down.

"Oh, oh, then pick it up." A light flashed in the little official's eyes, and then threw the whole bucket up. Qingyu hung his feet, grabbed his hands out, and firmly grabbed the bucket. The little official's eyes widened.

She even doubted that Qingyu didn't need so much strength to catch the bucket with one hand. He even doubted whether the water in the bucket had not fallen out.

This is simply the most powerful performance she has ever seen. Whether she has been in the Ghost Garden for 20 years or in a few years outside, she has never seen such a powerful light skill. No wonder he can play and applaud the seven elders. No wonder he can escape from the prison of the Last Ghost Garden without any effort.

She was stunned, but saw Qingyu's figure on it, almost like a bat, without the help of external forces, as if he would not be affected by the earth's gravity and would not fall down.

The sound of "Wow... buzzing" is endless, and the little officials only feel that they are watching an art performance, which is much more exciting than practicing swords.

Qingyu's figure moved left and right, and the bucket seemed to fly in the sky, but there was no trend or feeling of landing at all, which dazzled her.

Qingyu's bucket was changed from his left hand to his right hand. Sometimes when his two hands touched the tiles, one foot could hook the bucket without leaking a drop of water. After a while, he came down.

"not above"

Huh? How do you know it's not on it? He said it was on the ceiling. Do you know it as soon as you move?" The little official doubted that she did not doubt what Qingyu said, but was afraid that he would be negligent and waste the opportunity to find it.

Qingyu nodded, "I'm sure that there are none on it, because these tiles have not been moved for more than ten years. I know that only on the tiles that have been moved in recent years, there are traces of loosening, so the water can't get in. If a little water can enter, it is the tiles that have been moved. . And the sword spectrum must be in it.

Qing Yu seemed to be hiding something, drawing several tile shapes on the ground for reference. "Like this, it has not been loosened, the water cannot enter, and the loosened water is easier to enter than the one that has not moved for more than ten years."

"Well, it usually rains or something. Won't it be unbalanced everywhere?" The little official's eyes flashed with questions. She was not a fool. Qing Yu could think of this method, which did greatly reduce the scope of the search.

"Well, so for those who are relatively loose and can go in, I will open them and have a look. In this way, I have almost turned over dozens of tiles, none of them, and those that have not been loosened are simply impossible."

Qing Yu's words are like a slap, slapping the little official's face fiercely, making the little official unable to move at all. Since he is not here, where will he be?

Qing Yu meditated and fell silent. His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something. He suddenly asked, "What is the repetition of what he said?"

"What?" The little official pondered carefully, "He said that only heaven and earth can have everything, not for dirty human beings."

Little official, Qing Yu looked at him at the same time, "Underground!"

"Just dig three feet of the ground, and I also have to find it for him. There are other things to do. Since this sword spectrum is so important, it must be very important and dangerous. Otherwise, how powerful a person's family sword spectrum can be."

The corners of Qingyu's mouth are twitching fiercely. Is there a secret channel in such a floor?

"Did he tell you that there was a secret?"

"No, absolutely not. If there is, can you hide it from those people in the Ghost Garden?" The little official's words made Qingyu nod. If he wanted to hide it, it must be hidden in a place that people could not imagine.

Suddenly Qingyu thought of a place of bad taste, a pit?

"Bear by the way, little official, do you have a cottage here?"

"The hut? You're going to the cottage now. Can't you wait until you find it?" The little official frowned fiercely and said unhappily. At this juke, this guy still went to a cottage. However, looking at Qingyu's refreshing appearance, she didn't seem to have any urgent symptoms at all. Her eyes lit up.

"You mean, there is a secret road under the hut?"

"wrong" Qingyu woke up the dreamer, "Dark grid, if you can press a secret person under the hut, that's not a genius, that's a ghost. Not to mention stinky people, but also have to endure those uncomfortable feelings, the pain of shit, digging all the time, even in the dead night, you have to endure these pains, because For many people have the habit of going to the toilet in the middle of the night.

"For thatched houses, it is only available at the corner, but there are too many people there. What should I do now?" The little official's eyes wrinkled slightly. She knew that it was dangerous. If she was caught on the spot, not only would Qingyu's target be exposed, but their hope of escaping would be very slim. Moreover, Qingyu also has a task, which is to kill the loess.

How can he be willing to return without success?

"What should I do? At worst, I will expose my identity. Let's blow it up first. Otherwise, we will waste too much time. The corners of Qingyu's eyes were slightly nervous, and it could be seen that he also attached great importance to this action.

"Well, at night, there will be fewer people at that time." The little official's face was slightly nervous. Like Qingyu, she had already regarded herself as a member of Tianfumen. Only by following Qingyu, she felt that she had a way to live and felt that there was hope for her future life, instead of living a life of walking dead and being slaughtered by others in this place.

"No, in the evening, at most, at that time, you said that you had lost money in the hut and told them not to go in and go to the hut somewhere else. Then seal it." Qingyu's tone was a little stiff. He couldn't wait. He was impatient. Even if he was killed from here, what would he do? The 5,000 dead men of the ghost garden were taken away by Mingluan, and the three of the four guardians died and were subdued by himself. Is he still afraid of this ghost garden now?

They are amazing to use sea tactics. What else can they do? However, the main trouble is this woman, with a woman and a weak woman. What can she do?

The little official's eyebrows were twisted fiercely, and his voice trembled slightly, and then he gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind.