Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself.

Wu Gong walked onto the deck alone.

The rolling sea breeze blew on him.

The broad gown on his body was blowing loudly, and the sky was dark. Because it had entered the rainy season, and there was no suppression of the sun, the howling sea wind cut into the skin like needle points and sharp knives.

Wu Gong didn't care at all.

He calmly blew the sea breeze and suddenly stretched out his palm.

He took out a paper crane from his arms.

On the palm of the hand, a faint green light flashed, and the paper crane suddenly raised its head, as if it had gained spirituality. The wings originally made of paper also grew dense feathers out of thin air.

But its body and head were still paper. It flapped its wings crazily, soared into the sky, and flew into the sky.

Sprinting towards the black clouds.

"Huh?" Wu Gong frowned.

The paper crane with wings was as fast as lightning and shaped like a flying giant. It shuttled freely in the strong wind. But at this moment, a spiral whirlwind blew in the sky and blew the paper crane dizzy. It was difficult to find it. It was at a stable angle, but then it was swept by another gust of wind, and it could only spin around in the air, looking extremely embarrassed.

No matter how hard it flaps its wings, it can't escape from the strong wind.

Wu Gong suddenly felt disappointed and shook his head.

It was just such a small wind that the paper crane couldn't get rid of it.

It seems that I need to do more research on my own.

Wu Gong has been trying this unique ability since he had the alienated hand.

This ability can give everything a unique life.

It's an ability that sounds extremely powerful just from the sound of it.

But it is extremely complicated to actually use.

It's like this paper crane.

Wu Gong finally designed perfect wings for it.

Let it soar in the sky.

Unexpectedly, it was just a gust of wind that made it unable to move in the air.

It looked like it could be torn to pieces by the strong wind at any time.

He shook his fingers slightly.

The struggling paper crane in the sky suddenly shook, and its feathers fell off one after another. In the end, only the fragile paper body was left, which was torn to pieces by the strong wind in the blink of an eye.

Wu Gong let out a long sigh.

But compared to the failure of thinking about it for a long time.

One of the more troublesome things for Wu Gong was the permanent retention mission of this alienated hand. He had no clue at all.

Drink the dove and mourn the sutra!

Wu Gongke had never heard of this thing before.

It's like this thing came out of nowhere.

However, judging from the name alone.

This thing should be some kind of martial arts mentality.

Drinking doves means committing suicide by drinking poisonous wine brewed with dove feathers.

The earliest source comes from the "Book of Han·Biography of Xiao Wangzhi": "Xiao Wangzhi committed suicide by drinking poison."

It simply means to commit suicide by taking poison.

It is really interesting to use such a word to name an internal skill and mental method.

Wu Gong couldn't help but become curious.

I want to know even more, what exactly is this Drinking Dove Mourning Sutra?

Wu Gong stood in the strong wind and thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his forehead: "I am really confused. There are obviously two martial arts libraries around me, but I still have to rely on my own random thinking here!"

Wu Gong cursed himself as a fool, turned around and walked towards the lower deck of the cabin.

Li Qingluo stayed alone in the room.

Checking accounts.

Naturally, she does not need to keep track of small accounts. As a half-hand shopkeeper, Li Qingluo has a dedicated accountant under her. She has settled in Fuzhou and Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas all year round, and is responsible for checking accounts, settling accounts, and handling money.

All ledgers will be copied and stored in multiple places, and will be reviewed intensively every one or two years.

Of course, she always carries a master copy with her, which contains some crucial accounts and some locations where silver and gold are hidden.

Li Qingluo never believed in any big commercial bank banknotes.

Except for using it during transactions, most of the time she would rather find a place to bury gold and silver. This is what we suffered when the Qing Dynasty invaded and learned a lesson.

Originally, there were several large trading houses run by Shanxi people in the Song Dynasty.

However, with the invasion of the Qing Dynasty.

These big business houses collapsed and surrendered.

Li Qingluo had hundreds of thousands of taels in silver notes, but she couldn't even exchange them for one tael. In the end, she had to sell them at a discount to some brave brokers who wanted to take a gamble.

He lost hundreds of thousands taels in one go.

Although Li Qingluo doesn't care about the hundreds of thousands taels of silver, she usually spends thousands or tens of thousands of taels when she goes out for shopping. Even the wood on Peach Blossom Island alone is worth hundreds of thousands of taels. A tsunami would cost them all. She was swept away without showing any expression of pain.

But, after all, it was her money that she spent.

Even if it is really swept away by the sea, it is completely different from throwing the money into a commercial bank or having it snatched away by someone in a banknote shop.

Ever since what happened that time, Li Qingluo no longer trusts any bank bank.

Most transactions require cash.

Once the silver accumulates to a certain weight, it is exchanged for gold.

Then, either send it to Xixia to be stored by her brother, or send it to Ding Chunqiu to help him store it.

Of course, that's just a small amount of money.

Most of Li Qingluo's family property was melted into silver bricks and buried deep underground.

Just wait for one day in the future, when it needs to make a comeback, it can be activated again.

However, this time she was ready to dig out most of her money.

Because she wants to make a big bet!

"Dong Dong Dong~"

There was a knock on the door.

Li Qingluo raised her eyebrows and reached out to cover the ledger.

He walked to the door and opened it.

There was no one outside.

Li Qingluo was about to close the door with her head straight, but a hand came in from the crack of the door, holding a peach blossom folded from paper. The peach blossom was originally yellow, the color of rice paper, but then It turned red at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and it was a gorgeous pink color. Li Qingluo loosened her nose, as if she could smell a faint fragrance.

Li Qingluo had an expression of surprise on her face.

She had recognized the origin of this palm.

Reaching out to take the peach blossom, Li Qingluo opened the door.

But the expression on his face suddenly disappeared completely, and he asked, "You still know how to come?" He put on the posture of a little daughter.

A bright smile appeared on Wu Gong's face, "Didn't I come to see you whenever I was free?" Wu Gong walked into the room and closed the door at the same time.

Li Qingluo's heart was as sweet as eating honey, thinking that she had chosen the wrong person once, but finally chose the right person the second time. She couldn't help but smile on her face, but she was not that easy to fool.