My practice narration is weird

Time goes back a little bit.

Ripples appeared on the calm lake, and the boat stopped in the lake and stopped moving forward.

He Ling put down the oar in his hand and sat on the bow of the boat, looking at the girl in front of him.

He Ling's always calm voice was filled with doubts at this moment.

"Have I seen you before?"

Lu Caiwei, who was suddenly questioned, was a little surprised and confused at the moment.

Surprisingly, the river spirit spoke.

From the moment she boarded the boat, she was minding her own business without saying a word.

She was stammering again. He Ling didn't speak, so she couldn't say anything.

The doubt is the other person’s question.

Lu Caiwei looked at the illusory river spirit that kept changing its shape in front of her and shook her head.

"No, no, I haven't seen it." She stumbled in response.

Never seen it?

After a moment, Luohe Spirit nodded.

He Ling's eyes fell on the girl, silently sizing it up for a few minutes, and finally glanced at the sword in the girl's hand imperceptibly.

After that, it was still the same dialogue that everyone repeated once before.

Only this time, He Ling's words were not sparing no words, but were extremely detailed.

He even explained to Lu Caiwei why precious things are needed as things to avoid winning.

"Contracts can be established between people and between people and demons, because they exist objectively, but what is the Cave Heaven Paradise?"

"The Cave Heaven Paradise sounds mysterious, but it's also very simple. It's just the soil under your feet."

“Establishing a connection with this land cannot be achieved by just a contract.”

"The Lord of the Blessed Land is an illusory position. How do you think we should establish contact with Luo He?"

Heling Aba Aba said many things to Lu Caiwei.

For some reason, of all the people who stepped into Luohe, Xiao Heling was the only one who had a slight affection for the girl in front of him.

It even made some exceptions and explained these overt and covert rules to the other party...

"Master, what did he say?"

Xia Anmeng said calmly in her heart.

"I don't know. This question is too big for me as a teacher."

Lu Caiwei's IQ is not very ideal either.

Facing He Ling's general talk, Xiao Stutter vaguely realized something. The other party seemed to want to tell her something.

But she...

"Huh?" Little Stutterer looked confused.

"How do you think a human being should establish a connection with this illusory Luo River and the soil beneath his feet?" He Ling asked patiently.

Lu Caiwei thought for a while.

"No, no, don't make it..."

He Ling was silent for a moment, then sighed softly and spoke slowly.

"Choose your most precious items and bury them deep in the Luo River as objects of aversion. The more precious they become to people, the closer the connection with the Luo River becomes..."

"Things that are tired of winning are just bridges of connection..."

"It's actually that simple."

But Lu Caiwei's eyes were hesitant and full of confusion.

Zuo Qiu Liang's reaction at that time was to immediately choose something precious.

Luo Qinghan's reaction was to ask what the meaning of this move was, and what is a precious thing?

Ye Wuyou wanted to give up this unreasonable and inexplicable choice after careful consideration.

Lu Caiwei didn't think as much as they did, but she vaguely felt that this was a bit strange.

"I, I, have nothing that can be regarded as something to be disliked."

"some."

"Eh?"

He Ling said calmly.

"After ten breaths, if you don't choose, I will make the choice for you."

Xia Anmeng's words rang in Lu Caiwei's mind.

"Don't be afraid. We've come this far, so there's no harm in giving it a try."

Xia Anmeng's words naturally contained a touch of comfort and a hint of sadness.

Of course she hopes that her disciple can achieve higher achievements.

For this reason, Xia Anmeng even made a certain choice.

"Even if you choose to be a teacher in the end..."

To her, isn't the most precious thing about Lu Caiwei her own body?

But Lu Caiwei felt very confused when she heard Xia Anmeng's self-conscious words.

"Master, what did you say..."

"Don't worry about being a teacher, don't worry, this journey will be exciting..."

"ah?"

"Isn't it? Isn't being a teacher precious to you?"

Seeing Lu Caiwei's reaction, Xia Anmeng suddenly became anxious.

Lu Caiwei was stunned for a while before she realized what her master meant.

In order to comfort Xia Anmeng, Lu Caiwei said quickly.

"Don't worry, Master, it's definitely not yours."

"Master, why don't you speak?"

"Master, Master?"

"It's okay, I just want to be alone, Master."

Xia Anmeng was speechless.

Facing He Ling's words and her master's persuasion, the girl's eyes became more and more tangled. She inadvertently took a step back, and then tightened her grip on her sword.

This is the sword that Ye Wuyou retrieved for her.

Stuttering words came from her mouth.

"Everything else is fine, but this sword is not..."

There was a slight sigh in his mind.

After a pause, Lu Caiwei seemed to remember something and quickly added.

"I, my master, can't do it either."

Xiao Heling didn't respond, just silent, as if counting down from the side.

Seeing this scene, Lu Caiwei was slightly startled, looked around, and then at herself.

She finally spoke in a low voice.

"I give up..."

The same words as Ye Wuyou came out of her mouth.

He Ling was a little surprised.

He did not refuse or say anything more. He just took a slight step forward and walked in front of Lu Caiwei. His eyes fell on the long sword that was tightly held in the other person's hand.

"Do you think I will choose this sword?"

Lu Caiwei nodded.

He Ling's figure suddenly became disorganized at this moment, as if he had suffered some blow, but he regained his human form after a moment.

Xuan Huan's face was a little stiff, but there was a strange glimmer in those eyes, with the vicissitudes of time, as if he could see things that others could not see.

For example, the importance of that mediocre long sword in Lu Caiwei's heart.

This is the innate magical power that uniquely belongs to Luohe Heling.

Xiaohe Ling's figure became scattered again, but he quickly regained his composure.

Its expression was a little gloomy, but it still spoke slowly.

"I can see that this sword is indeed very precious to you, but it is enough to use it as a thing to hate."

"Eh."

Xia Anmeng, who was originally emo alone, heard this and became active again in Lu Caiwei's heart.

"Is it just this sword? Then give it to it. Why are you hesitating? Just throw it into the lake."

"So what if Ye Wuyou retrieved it? He's not dead. How about asking him to give you another one later?"

"It's not that big of a deal, my disciple. It's really not that big of a deal. That brat will just give you back the sword and nothing else. When you get out, I'll help you tell him as your master."

Lu Caiwei didn't say anything, but just tightened her palms.

The conversation between Xia Anmeng and Lu Caiwei is unknown to He Ling.

"Do you want to give up?" He Ling asked.

Lu Caiwei was about to nod, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of something slowly sinking under the calm lake.

It was a bloody long knife that was very familiar to her.

It's Ye Wuyou's knife.

Lu Caiwei was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward.

But the long sword in his hand suddenly came out uncontrollably.

Just like that, it made a slight spin in the air and fell straight into the water.

thump.

Two waves rolled up one after another on the lake.

But it was Lu Caiwei who followed the sword light and jumped into the lake.

He Ling said nothing.

Just turned his head and looked aside.

The gray-robed swordsman was currently standing on the bow of the ship, having just lowered his raised fingertips.

Facing He Ling's gaze, he just smiled lightly and did not give any explanation.

"You have crossed the line..."

"I am already dying, do you think I will care about this?" (End of Chapter)