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"Look at this." Lu Qinglang walked straight over to the wall, grabbed a book from the wall and said, "This is what I found earlier."

I took the book and flipped through it. There was not a single word on it. I know that Lu Qinglang isn't playing tricks on me, but this should be him saying that he doesn't have sufficient authority.

I didn't want him to know, so instead of saying I couldn't see, I said, "Is there anything else?"

"You can see it?" Lu Qinglang was in disbelief.

I shrugged. "Why can't I see it?"

"This book isn't the one I was reading before." Lu Qinglang said indifferently as he took the book from me. "I don't even have the rights to read this book, let alone you!"

I subconsciously snatched the book back. Maybe I was a little anxious and wanted to point at the book to pretend that I could see it, but the branch suddenly appeared and stabbed into the book.

An amazing thing happened! Words suddenly appeared in the book!

Seeing my stupefied expression, Lu Qinglang thought that I couldn't continue pretending. He took the book and threw it back into the wall.

"Lu Qinglang, I really could see the words on it!" I was half slow so I quickly explained to Lu Qinglang, "That book just now was called 'Nine Prefectures', wasn't it?"

Lu Qinglang froze, "You …" How do you know? "

Looks like I guessed right! I quickly chased after him. "I told you, I know all about it!"

"If you know everything, then tell me. There are several people following you today." Lu Qinglang suddenly changed the topic. I didn't know how to react.

Isn't that the only person following me? He was still a cultivator. Seeing that the evil creature was able to charge at him like that, he was a pretty good person. However, he did die a little …

Seeing that I wasn't talking, Lu Qinglang led me outside. This time, we went straight back inside the house. It was different from before. There were four more people inside the room, and four more lying on the floor …

Looking at the three men and two women who were already unconscious, I asked gloomily, "Are they all following me?"

Lu Qinglang squatted down and pressed a finger on one of the men's forehead. He immediately regained his senses and looked at Lu Qinglang with a bit of fear.

"Tell her, did you follow her?" Lu Qinglang's voice was very enticing, like he was trying to seduce someone.

The man did not take the bait. He lowered his head and said nothing.

"You refuse a toast only to be punished, this is my territory!" Lu Qinglang pulled out a knife from the air as he spoke.

The man's face changed dramatically and he said in a trembling voice, "Break..." Dehydrated... Knife!

"

"Is it called the Broken Water Knife?" Lu Qinglang, on the other hand, was a little surprised. "From the moment I was born, this saber had always been with me. I really didn't know that it had a name. It instantly felt like it had grown taller."

Waving the knife in his hand, Lu Qinglang continued to ask, "Then what are its special functions? Tell me about it. "

"Water loss... "Break …" He glanced at the water knife, and I thought he was making a fool of himself. He must know something he didn't want to tell us.

Lu Qinglang and I didn't force him. We squatted in front of him and stared at him.

Finally, unable to hold it in, he asked us, "Haven't you heard that poem?"

"What poem?"

"It's better to draw a sword and cut the water. It's more worrisome to drink a cup of wine and worry." He explained, "The Broken Water Knife came from this."

I don't agree with him. The result of drawing water is that the water is flowing faster. Normal people wouldn't give such a name to a good knife.