Good books should be appreciated quietly.

A big shot once told Wang Chuan that it was the most wonderful thing to feel the call of the abyss in a quiet rainy night under the dim lights.

The same is true for watching "The Secret Things of Yizimen". Bathing in the quiet guest room with the warmth of the sun and feeling the aroused feeling of the whole body and mind, it is very interesting.

Wang Chuan leaned halfway beside the bed, and the injured leg with a splint squid was placed on the edge of the bed, holding the book he had just bought in front of him.

A ray of sunlight came in outside the window, just shining on the book. The mottled spots made the text on the page more clearly visible.

The writing style of the world of Baixiaosheng is indeed not a big deal. As the servant said, the words in this novel are sophisticated and moving, and the conciseness is sensual. Fortunately, the author writes a poem. The words and sentences in the poem are seductive and the focus of the writing is on moving points, such as the one-character person and one-character master, which attracts imagination. The story is also exquisite and meticulous, and the characters' emotions are tactful and conflicting, mixed in large-scale descriptions of actions, which really makes people shine.

"No wonder the servant admires it so much. This little book is indeed very high."

Wang Chuan sighed while reading, his eyes crossed the words and fell on the seamless paintings that combine ancient style and authentic and bold style. He thought that this book must not be kept carefully from the outside world. Otherwise, it would be in the hands of others, and he would not know what to get back.

"Bangbangbang."

A knock on the door suddenly rang.

Wang Chuan hurriedly stuffed the book under the pillow and said, "Please come in."

The door of the guest room opened, and the woman in black, covered with a black veil, walked in with her slender legs and said in a clear and bell-like voice: "I haven't seen each other for several days, do you still remember me?"

Wang Chuan subconsciously moved, pressing his elbow on the pillow, and pressing the injured leg with his other hand. Seeing Cao Cao Cao coming, this woman must be a hero of a generation through the Three Kingdoms.

The woman in black paused and said, "Sorry, I didn't expect that your skills were so poor, and you were out of control and hurt you. I'm sorry." But who is She Wei in Yizimen?

Sure enough, as expected, the woman in this sect could not let go of the disabled person who had been agitated because of her, and came to atone for her.

"You're not trying to do something or trying to do something."

The words and pictures in the book under the pillow suddenly flashed through Wang Chuan's mind and blurted out.

She Wei paused again, as if she was embarrassed. After a while, she said, "I don't know what the constable's injury is, can you let me see?" As she spoke, she walked towards Wang Chuan.

"No! No!"

Wang Chuan waved his hand, raised his arm with the splint and put it into the bed, "I have asked the doctor to see my leg injury. The doctor said that the treatment is appropriate and it is still possible to be cured. It is not a matter of time for the female hero She to worry."

Although she didn't know whether this woman knew medical skills, Wang Chuan didn't dare to take this risk. If She Wei saw that he was a fake disability, her own result would be much worse than the beggar who shrank and crawled on the streets on Earth.

After Wang Chuan said this, She Wei no longer had any trouble with this matter.

The woman in the martial arts world was just right. Seeing that Wang Chuan didn't want her to see her injured, she said, "Well, I'm not good at medical skills after all. I can't tell the origin of the detective's leg injury. I have to do anything to me, as long as I don't violate the principles, please send me."

Wang Chuan was a little surprised and admired. Although this son and daughter of the world acted a little recklessly and kicked someone without saying a word, she was much better than the second generations of the eight sword sects, who acted decisively and were responsible. This deed must be known to the heads of the eight sword sects. Yizimen might become the "child of other people's families" in the ears of the second generation of the heroes.

"I don't have any major issues to trouble Miss She. I just have some questions. I want to ask you. I wonder if Miss She can solve her doubts?"

When staying in Chenggu County, the first priority is to collect all kinds of information from the sect leader to facilitate the Long Captain's strategy. Wang Chuan still remembers it in his heart. Although he does not believe that Long Captain can take down this person in the world, he should do his best to do what he promised. Wang Chuan made up his mind to do his best to talk to She Wei and get some useful information for Long Captain. At that time, the information will be handed over to Long Captain. Whether Long Captain can successfully capture the heart of this female hero is her own business.

For some reason, Wang Chuan felt a little unhappy when he thought of this. He only felt that it would be a waste of talent to catch up with this long-legged beauty.

"It must be because I was fascinated by reading the book just now, and I took myself into the protagonist and created empathy!"

Wang Chuan guessed in his heart that the reason should be almost the same. Then he heard She Wei ask, "Constable, please ask."

Wang Chuan pointed to the chair on the other side of the window and said, "Please sit down with Miss She, let's talk about it in detail."

The table over there was moved to the head of the bed by Wang Chuan, and only a few chairs were left empty. She Wei went straight to sit down, and looked at Wang Chuan with her two eyes under the hat, waiting for Wang Chuan to ask questions.

Wang Chuan sat upright from the bed and asked, "As far as I know, Ms. She is from Chuanzhou, and the Yizi Sect is also in Chuanzhou. Why has she appeared in the Chengliang realm and become the Xiliang dog king?"

"Xiliang Dog King?"

She Wei thoughtfully and said, "You think you recognized the wrong person. I am not the Xiliang Dog King."

Wang Chuan asked again: "Why are you on Chengliang Mountain? I will meet you and the group of dogs?"

She Wei pondered for a moment, let out a long sigh, and said, "This matter is a long story. I met a storyteller in Chuanzhou, and entrusted him to go to Xiliang Waste City to send a letter. The city has been abandoned for a long time, and there was only a young man and a group of dogs. The Xiliang Dog King you mentioned may be him. When I went to Chengzhou to Xiliang Waste City, I was plotted against by bandits and couldn't get out for a while. Fortunately, the young man's dog was hunting in the mountains and had a very smart nose. I thought I could smell the smell of acquaintances stained by the letters I carried, so I came over."

When talking about being plotted by bandits, Hei Wei gritted his teeth. Yizimen's disciples will revenge, and they are offended and resentful, but they will not be completely eliminated at this moment. Wang Chuan saw it and was alert in his heart. When communicating with this woman, he must be careful not to mess with her. Otherwise, he would have made enemies with her and his matchmaker had not achieved great success, so he would have to cut off his son and grandson's feet by one move.

Kicking the Widow's Door at Night is a master of this move and is well-known in the world.

"Constable Wang, have you finished reading the book?"

The servant at the post station suddenly ran in with the oil-papered yellow book and shouted excitedly, "The little one has read the illustrations in the book twice, and I can't wait. Constable Wang reads books very quickly on weekdays, and I think it's time to finish reading this precious book. Please tell me about the little one quickly, that word..."
Chapter completed!