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Zhang Yang, who stood dumbly on the bow of the boat, was stunned.

The salty sea breeze blew on Zhang Yang's face. Zhang Yang looked at the "Qingcheng Sword Manual" in his hand, and suddenly he had an urge to die! He bought this book for 20 points? When did the publisher become like this?

What a scam!

Shouldn’t we learn independently? Should we let me learn from books?

Damn it!

Looking at Milly (Xiao Xie) who appeared in front of him, Zhang Yang reluctantly made a smile that was uglier than crying, and said: "Isn't this because of the Zhiwang game?"

Milly nodded: "Well, in order to increase the sense of reality, players can only have skills by reading the entire cheat book."

"You only need to read it once?" Zhang Yang blinked.

Milly continued to nod: "Read it every word."

Zhang Yang excitedly put the "Qingcheng Sword Manual" into the arms of the gown, and then skipped towards the cabin.

As soon as he took two steps, his flamboyant steps stopped there.

Lin Pingzhi's mother, Mrs. Wang, was standing outside the cabin looking at Zhang Yang. Her eyes were more sharp and majestic. Mrs. Wang herself was a descendant of the Jindao Wang family. After marrying Lin Zhennan, she took care of her husband and raised her children at home.

, but Mrs. Wang never looked good in front of the servants.

Mrs. Wang glared: "I asked you to get a basin of cold water and you actually made me wait for so long. Where is the cold water?"

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, scratched his head, and sighed: "Madam, that... where is the cold water?"

Mrs. Wang said aggressively: "Okay, I don't need you anymore. Let's see if any outsiders come over on the boat."

"By the way, is Mr. Lin seasick?" Zhang Yang said with a smile. He didn't want to act recklessly on this ship. After all, the cooling time of space magic takes half a fucking month. Now I'm afraid even if Lin Pingzhi uses such dirty tricks

His swordsmanship can defeat Zhang Yang even when he is seasick, right?

Mrs. Wang frowned and said, "What? Do you have any good prescription?"

Zhang Yang grinned and said: "There is no good prescription, but there are some folk remedies."

"What folk remedy?" Mrs. Wang asked hurriedly.

Zhang Yang touched his nose and said, "It's very simple, just divert his attention."

"Diversion of attention?" Mrs. Wang frowned and said, "How to divert?"

"First of all, you can't let him lie down anymore, otherwise he will only get more and more dizzy. Let him breathe. It's best to have someone by his side to talk to him, so that his attention is diverted and he won't feel so dizzy.

, it’s best to make some ginger soup for him to drink. Although it can’t completely prevent him from seasickness, the effect is still very good.”

The elixir that Zhang Yang spent two points to buy to treat Tang Kun's illness has long since disappeared due to the Zhiwang game. Fortunately, Zhang Yang knows something about seasickness, even if there is such an elixir.

, Zhang Yang may not be willing to give it to Lin Pingzhi, the future little eunuch.

"Okay! Then I'll tell the kitchen to make ginger soup, and I'll leave it to you to divert Pingzhi's attention." After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she turned and left.

Zhang Yang blinked and asked him to accompany Lin Pingzhi? Zhang Yang also wanted to take some time out of his busy schedule to read "Qingcheng Sword Manual" word for word.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang touched his nose and found it interesting, so he walked directly into the cabin.

In the cabin, Lin Pingzhi was lying on the wooden bed, feeling languid and weak. His eyes were slightly opened. When he saw Zhang Yang coming in, he whispered: "Zhang Yang, where is my mother?"

"Madam went to make medicine for the young master." Zhang Yang smiled, sat on a chair nearby and took out the "Qingcheng Sword Manual" from his arms, and read it with relish.

Opening the title page, looking at the little man drawing a sword toward the sky, Zhang Yang's expression was dull, what a stupid move...

Lin Pingzhi coughed weakly and asked, "Zhang Yang, what are you looking at?"

"It's okay, just keep lying down." Zhang Yangcai was too lazy to help Lin Pingzhi divert his attention. Now it's more important to seize the time to improve his strength!

Zhang Yang spit on his hand and turned to the next page. Looking at the words in the book, Zhang Yang's eyes widened completely.

Damn it! Just do it! Go ahead and do it!

To be honest, I don’t even recognize any of the characters on this page called Zhang Yang. They are all connected together, not even one!

Zhang Yang quickly turned to the next page, and then turned the page quickly. After a long time, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, only the text on the first two pages was in cursive script, and the rest were pictures. Zhang Yang still missed the comic strips a little.

However, the two pages of cursive writing also gave Zhang Yang a headache. Listening to Lin Pingzhi, who was groaning and half-dead, Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he said: "Master, master, don't sleep, wake up quickly, do you know how to read?"

"

Lin Pingzhi, who was just a little sleepy, was suddenly woken up by Zhang Yang. Lin Pingzhi turned to look at Zhang Yang and said: "Of course we know each other. If nothing happens, you can go down first and don't disturb my rest."

"Nothing else! Master, my wife asked me to chat with you!" With that said, Zhang Yang put "Qingcheng Sword Manual" in his arms, then directly pulled Lin Pingzhi on the bed, and carried Lin Pingzhi out of the cabin.

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The sea breeze made Lin Pingzhi shiver all over. Lin Pingzhi was already annoyed and looked at Zhang Yang angrily: "Do you want to continue working in our Lin family?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Are you not so dizzy?"

Lin Ping was stunned, then nodded and laughed happily: "I'm really not that dizzy. How did you do that?"

"When I carried the young master on my back, I specially pressed a few times on the acupuncture points on the young master's legs. This is a secret of my family." Zhang Yang suddenly frowned and said with some pain.

Lin Pingzhi patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder gratefully: "Zhang Yang, you treat me like this, what should I do?"

If you believe this, no wonder you wield your sword and commit suicide...

Zhang Yang sighed in his heart, hurriedly raised his head, and said with tears: "I... I have been poor since I was a child. Before I was born, my great-grandfather passed away, and my great-grandmother also passed away. I have been poor since I was born.

A tragedy...I just want to know some words now, can you help me, Master?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded vigorously: "Yes! Of course I can! I didn't expect that my great-grandfather and great-grandmother passed away before you were born."

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, Damn, your grandparents are bastards, right?

Zhang Yang took out "Qingcheng Sword Manual" without hesitation, opened the first page directly, and put it in front of Lin Pingzhi for Lin Pingzhi to read.

"Master, read it for me."

"Okay!" Lin Pingzhi nodded and said: "When the mind is quiet and inactive, there will be action. When the mind is quiet and inactive, there will be merit. Eh? This is the way of the mind!"

Zhang Yang can't wait to slap him in the face. Do I know this is his mentality?

"Master, this is just my family's knowledge, you just need to continue reading." Zhang Yang said modestly.

Lin Pingzhi nodded and continued to read to Zhang Yang.