Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

Arrive at Qingfeng Street.

It is late at night.

Bai Yu'er was drenched in sweat, completely exhausted, and almost clung to Lin Ji.

In front of the courtyard gate, Lin Ji took out a key from his pocket and clicked open the brass lock on the door.

Push the door open and go inside.

"Wow."

Under the moonlight, the colorful flowers blooming in the courtyard competed for attention.

Seeing this, Bai Yu'er, who was completely exhausted from the long journey, exclaimed in surprise. She quickly let go of Lin Ji, leaned forward, and bent down to smell the fragrance of the flowers.

"This is... night-blooming jasmine."

"And this... is a golden cymbidium."

……

Bai Yu'er pointed out each of the blooming flowers one by one. Being a girl from the palace, she was well-traveled and knowledgeable.

Bai Yu'er glanced around the courtyard, then looked at Lin Ji and asked:

"Shall we stay in the side room?"

Lin Ji shook his head and looked towards the main room: "Live there."

Lin Ji walked into the main room first, and Bai Yu'er quickly followed, instinctively hugging Lin Ji's arm.

The courtyard was quiet.

Feeling the warm, soft touch on his arm, Lin Ji's heart ignited with passion, and he turned his head slightly to look at Bai Yu'er's small face.

Bai Yu'er also looked up at him.

Spring waters rippled in my eyes.

The night breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, and the two breathed very close together. The faint scent of rouge on Bai Yu'er's body could be clearly smelled.

The moonlight slanted down, and Bai Yu'er's collar was slightly open, damp with fragrant sweat, revealing a small patch of her fair collarbone.

Lin Ji suddenly reached out and pulled Bai Yu'er into his arms.

"Click!"

The wooden door to the main room creaked softly.

The wooden door shut out the fragrance of flowers that filled the courtyard.

In the quiet night, only the soft creaking of the wooden bed could be heard inside the room.

Lin Ji was in the sea of ​​knowledge.

A magnificent golden light shone forth.

However, the pages of the book were not turned.

A clear stream flowed into Lin Ji's mind along the pages of the Book of Reversal of Fate.

"United Hearts Jade Technique!"

"Men are prone to dryness and difficulty in controlling their energy, while women are prone to coldness and stagnation in their muscles and bones. By using the mind and spirit as a bridge, the two energies of Yin and Yang can flow and interact, nourishing each other to balance the imbalance of Qi and blood."

Dual cultivation technique?

Bed.

Under the thin blanket, Bai Yu'er's fragrant shoulders were exposed, and in the bright moonlight, her crystal-clear white skin was stained with a few beads of sweat.

Lin Ji was lying in bed.

Looking at the book "The Jade Union Technique" in his mind's eye, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Could this "Book of Reversing Fate" be a legacy left behind by some ancient ancestor of the Hehuan family?

This... is not about the interaction of yin and yang, or perfect harmony, but about using the heart as a bridge for mutual communication and exchange.

This is forcing the old man down the path of no return—the path of the Acacia Tree!

However, this time the Book of Destiny was not turned to the next page.

Looking at the golden seal script on the pages of the book, Lin Ji was puzzled.

Could the problem lie in the perfect union of the two?

I turned the page with Bai Yu'er for the first time.

I turned the page with Shen Jinluan for the first time.

Is it only possible to turn the page the first time?

Lin Ji was taken aback by the image of Shen Jinluan's charming appearance from last night. Did he have to try again with Shen Jinluan to find out if it was really the case?

Lin Ji got out of bed quietly.

Her steps were light, showing no sign of having just exhausted her vital energy.

On the contrary, their blood and energy are abundant, and their bodies are full of inexhaustible strength.

Lin Ji let out a soft "hmm".

Although there was no actual age retrospection.

But Lin Ji felt that his body had become a few years younger.

really……

This book of rebellion...

It’s tricky!

Stepping out of the courtyard, the moon, already nearly full, was setting in the west.

Lin Ji was discharged from the hospital and hurried to the stronghold of the Haijiao Gang in the west of the city.

Avoid the sweeping beams of the warehouse searchlights.

And the drowsy guards of the Sea Dragon Gang.

Lin Ji quietly climbed over the wall from outside the warehouse to the second floor, then slipped sideways into Shen Jinluan's room.

Shen Jinluan lay on the large bed, wearing a light, plain-colored silk nightgown, her snow-white legs exposed.

Hearing the noise,

Shen Jinluan grabbed the pipe from the bedside table, sat up abruptly, her phoenix brows furrowing as she looked at the newcomer.

After seeing the person's appearance clearly...

Shen Jinluan then leaned back and lay on the comfortable backrest of the solid wood bed, completely disregarding the shadowy outline of her thin nightgown.

She brought the pipe to her lips, her red lips parted slightly:

"You old man, you come and go as you please, what do you take this place for?"

Lin Ji gently closed the door, ignoring Shen Jinluan's question, his eyes fixed on Shen Jinluan's crossed, snow-white legs:

"Two pieces of news."

Shen Jinluan, still half-asleep, covered her mouth with her hand and yawned, giving Lin Ji a sidelong glance:

"Speak!"

Lin Ji then recounted the events that had been discussed with the Tongmenghui and Liu Qingzhu.

Shen Jinluan's eyes widened in surprise, then quickly brightened with joy. She even found the deep lines on Lin Ji's face more attractive.

"really?"

Lin Ji nodded:

"You should consider the timing of your action; the sooner the better, otherwise things may change."

"Okay." Shen Jinluan smiled sweetly, the allure in her eyes could no longer be concealed, and her silk nightgown slipped off her shoulders, revealing her snow-white collarbone and fair swan neck.

Lin Ji was taken aback.

Not really.

The old man is a hundred years old. Although he is strong and healthy, he can't withstand this kind of exertion.

Also, didn't this girl say that they were even?

Shen Jinluan gently raised her pipe, lightly brushing the edge of her robe, and the slipped silk nightgown fell back onto her fragrant shoulders.

"I'll let you know as soon as I have a plan."

Lin Ji nodded, turned and walked out of Shen Jinluan's boudoir, a hint of regret flashing in his old eyes.

Well, trying this "Heart-to-Heart Jade Union Technique" might not be a bad idea.

Lin Ji did not return to the small courtyard in the south of the city.

Instead, he went straight back to the martial arts hall.

He hasn't forgotten his job.

Gatehouse of the Martial Arts Hall.

Tomorrow, I need to go out and see just how turbulent and unpredictable the situation is in Jiangcheng.

Time flies.

It was the next morning.

Morning.

Lin Ji spent two copper coins to get a copy of the Jiangcheng Daily from the newsboy.

The daily newspaper contained mostly useless information, along with the usual wanted posters for the Alliance.

There's still no news about the restaurant killing the Japanese samurai yesterday?

Lin Ji was somewhat puzzled.

I gathered up the newspapers, picked up a broom, and started sweeping the floor.

Uncle Lin.

Gu Yanqiu had beads of sweat on his forehead, was wearing a plain-colored training uniform, and had a bandage wrapped around his hand with several signs of wear on the edge of the bandage, indicating that he had just finished practicing boxing.

Lin Ji stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Gu Yanqiu's dashing appearance, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Instructor Gu."

Gu Yanqiu couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing to see Lin Ji, a dignified late-stage Ming Jin cultivator, doing gatekeeping and cleaning. She suppressed her emotions and said:

"Qingzhu's messenger has brought news."

"Tomorrow the concessions will be demarcated, and today the various countries are meeting. The Japanese are using yesterday's events to blackmail the authorities, saying they want to expand the concession area, or else they will conduct a city-wide search."

"You know about the inhumane acts of the Japanese. In order to prevent the people of Jiangcheng from suffering an undeserved disaster, the authorities had no choice but to agree."

Gu Yanqiu's brows furrowed, her eyes filled with hatred: "These Japanese are utterly despicable! Publicly humiliating women and wantonly slaughtering them, and they think they're in the right?"

Lin Ji suppressed the fleeting murderous intent in his eyes and nodded to Gu Yanqiu: "Please thank Miss Liu for me."

Lin Ji swept the broom across the ground twice.

Who will be the prey for the Japanese is still uncertain.