Chapter 018

A moment later.

Lin Sheng sat in the kitchen, carefully examining the rotten swordsman's black sword dissected in front of him.

The black sword is one arm long and one palm wide. It has a smooth coating like glass on the surface. The handle of the sword is a black guard. Like the silver sword before, it is a cross blade.

In the middle of the sword, near the hilt, there is a vertical pupil mark.

This is as like as two peas before.

"It seems that the rotten swordsman should be ravel." Lin Sheng, who has seen a little picture memory, can basically judge the identity of the other party.

"The most unimaginable thing is that I can absorb each other's memory!" He reached for the handle of the black sword and lifted it gently.

The black sword is heavier than the previous silver sword, which is about 1.5 times of the silver sword.

Lin Sheng holds in the hand lightly waved to wave, the accidental hand.

A trace of inexplicable familiarity, let him gently a steady, body muscles like borrowing force, a continuous transfer of strength, from the legs to the waist and abdomen, and then to the shoulders and arms, hard forward stab.

Whew!

Black sword stabbed a black line in an instant, stabbed into the air in front accurately and smoothly, bringing out a slight sound of breaking the air.

“？？！” Lin Sheng was stiff“ What's going on? "

The way he used to use his sword just now was totally instinctive, without any hesitation.

It's like practicing countless times in advance.

After a pause, Lin Sheng waved his sword again and tried other moves.

But no matter how he swings, he doesn't feel anything except the stab.

He also began to practice straight stabbing.

Continuous practice, the kitchen continues to break the sound of small air.

He felt that it was absolutely powerful.

"Wait! This move... Feels like the one used by the rotten swordsman! "

Lin Sheng died on that straight stab before. At this time, he felt familiar with it.

Whew!

He thrust forward again.

It's just a simple basic move, but it's not as powerful as a basic move when combined with the whole body.

"The attack site is the same, the left side of the chest... The heart."

Recalling the memories of the scenes he saw before, Lin Sheng faintly felt that this might be the last body memory of the rotten swordsman.

"If I get the incomplete memory of the rotten swordsman before, then it's not hard to accept to get the body memory. Anyway, in a dream, anything can happen."

Lin Sheng calmed down and soon began to enjoy the feeling of becoming stronger.

Carrying the black sword, he slowly left the kitchen and went to the hall to check the body of the rotting swordsman. After making sure there's nothing unusual.

He grabbed the body's clothes, dragged it out of the door, then closed the door and put down the bolt.

Because there was no water in the manor, Lin Sheng used the curtains as a rag to wipe the black blood off his hands.

Then I went back to my study and sat down, intending to continue to remember and recite the previous swordsmanship letters.

But not long after he sat down, he was surprised to find that there were a small number of word groups on the letter, and he actually knew what it meant.

Combined with the context and graphics, some pages he even guess with Meng, probably can read out the general idea.

"It must be the incomplete memory of Ravel that we just absorbed!" Lin Sheng was overjoyed. He killed a man turned monster in his dream, which was good for him.

He began to scan the books quickly.

In a short time, the whole swordsmanship letter was read by him. The part about swordsmanship in it is as little as he had judged before.

Only a few pages of the picture mentioned Ravel's famous sword skill - angry strike.

Lin Sheng combined the contents of those pages and read them.

"Angry strike is not so much Ravel's famous sword skill as a kind of ordinary long sword skill, but ravel used it very well, so he became famous."

He flipped the pages of the book, his eyes streaming on some of the contents.

"This book is said to be a record of swordsmanship. In fact, apart from mentioning a little practice methods of swordsmanship, most of the rest are about Ravel's travels, fighting stories, experiences and so on. Most of them are boasting and exaggerating themselves. "

Lin Sheng shakes his head and puts down the book. He has a little memory of ravel. After reading these books which he studied for a long time, he can barely recognize many words.

Standing up, he scanned the bookshelf again.

Soon I found another one.

This book is different from other major titles. There is nothing on the cover. When it is opened, only the front half of the book has content, and most of it is scribbled.

Lin Sheng opened the first page carefully and began to read it carefully.

"It seems to be Notepad?"

At the top of the first page, lines of words were written vaguely.

"It's dark again... Donne's here again."‘ He's going to get out of here and find a way to ask for help. But all this is irretrievable. Leaving will bring more terrible results. " Below is a line of fuzzy handwriting, can't see what content. Lin Sheng simply turned to the second page‘ The night is getting longer and the wind is getting colder. Donne left, my last best friend, I hope you can be safe.... 'are simple words and phrases, Lin Sheng read with unexpected ease. He began to flip page by page, looking back‘ I'm getting old, and my strength is going down a lot. Paulie has grown up, and I'm glad she shot down my sword for the first time today. "‘ More and more chickens and ducks in the manor have been missing recently. I don't know if they are dead or what The wind, it's going to freeze... '"I hope everything goes back to the beginning." As he flipped through the pages, Lin Sheng found that most of the contents recorded in this notebook were about daily life, except for the parts he couldn't understand. It's all about ravel and his granddaughter, Paulie. But the external environment seems to have some great danger, approaching step by step. Between the lines of Ravel's words, there was a touch of despair and depression. Turning all the way, Lin Sheng quickly turned to the last few pages that he could see clearly‘ What happened to the patrol of black feather city? Even the last shield... Everything, no hope... It seems that I have to go to Lhasa bell to get my new sword. It's obvious that the sword is going to lose its support. "‘ Paulie will be all right. With the protection of my Sergeant a, she will be able to rush out safely... "When she gets here, she blurs up and can't see anything clearly. Lin Sheng frowned. From this note, he learned several important information. First, this is probably a place called black feather city. Second, the last place ravel went to get the sword was a place called Lhasa bell, which should be a place specialized in buying and selling weapons. Maybe we can find protective equipment. Lin Sheng, who clocked in the club for a week, no longer knew nothing about such weapons. When he looked up the information on the Internet, he was also very clear that in the cold weapon stage, a complete set of good armor would be of great help to the improvement of survivability“ Black feather city... Lhasa bell... "Linsheng felt that the dream was more and more real. It's getting more and more interesting. He can't wait to find out what happened in black feather city and why ravel became a rotten monster from a level 2 swordsman. www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!