Chapter 4509: Jiaoxiangmu
Ling Luoyu opened his hands and encircled Mo Xuanchen's waist, snuggling on his shoulders and watching the changes in the sky quietly, without speaking.
She knew in her heart that Mo Xuanchen definitely didn't say anything casually, he must have noticed something.
For some reason, she suddenly felt helpless.
The future is slim, and no one knows what is waiting for them tomorrow.
Also, Mo Xuanchen's taboo is Mo Shen, the one who would kill him!
Could it be--
Is God Lord? ?
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The days when Mo Xuanchen was with him, the time flies by, always fast.
With Ling Luoyu's character, it didn't take long for the entire Bei Luoshan to realize that she was not the mistress of the palace lord.
She let go of some of the elders and disciples of Yaoshan Sect, and asked them to continue refining the pill after returning.
And she herself stayed in Beiluoshan with Bian Liangcheng and others, leading the Yaoshan sect disciples who remained behind to refine the medicine.
They want to improve everyone's cultivation in the shortest possible time.
The injured in Yueyun gradually recovered one by one with the aid of the elixir.
Although they were forced to take the pill, but fortunately Mo Xuanchen was good, and there was also a pill to improve his cultivation base, there was not much resentment in their hearts.
During this period, Mo Xuanchen talked to everyone alone, and recorded their inheritance in pen and ink, and organized them.
In order not to let him be distracted, Ling Luoyu moved out of Mo Xuanchen's bedroom with interest and to the study.
While packing the bed, she found that there was a sealed and locked bookcase after several rows of bookshelves.
"what is that?"
"Those are some old books that you don't read very often. Because they don't need to be used, they don't need to be cleaned, so the bookcases are installed and locked. Does the madam want to read them?
The maid summoned Chan to put down her folded clothes and walked to the incense burner.
"The key to the bookcase is always kept in the incense burner, so it is easy to find, lest you lose it!"
The maid, Zhao Chan, was Yang Guang's personal maid, so she temporarily gave it to Ling Luoyu to use it.
Zhao Chan was clever and sensible, and Ling Luoyu liked it.
"Go ahead, I'll take a look at it myself!"
Ling Luoyu took the key and asked Zhao Chan to do things without waiting in front of her.
The surface of the bookcase is very clean and free of dust.
But when the cabinet door was opened, a strong ink scent came out.
"This smell..."
She sniffed hard.
"Madam, that cabinet is only opened once a month for ventilation, but it is not moved out to dry. It must be a bit musty, or should I help you take out the books to dry?"
"No, I will just take a look..."
What attracted Ling Luoyu was not the musty smell, but the faint smell of burnt incense.
Jiaoxiangmu is a kind of tree that will not rot for thousands of years. After burning, there will be a burning smell of cooking, so it is called Jiaoxiangmu.
Because this kind of wood is hard and does not rot, it is often used to make slips and record precious written materials.
But Ling Luoyu looked around, but did not see the shadow of the bamboo slips.
The bookcase is not big, one person high, three feet wide, only one foot thick, and you can see the bottom at a glance.
"Could it be that burnt incense wood is in it?"
She roughly looked around in the bookcase and frowned without seeing any clues.
"No?"
But the smell of burnt fragrant wood is so obvious, it will definitely not be absent.
She simply took out the books and piled them up neatly after flipping through them.
When she found the third row, something "clicked" and fell on the back of her instep, the smell of burnt aroma became stronger.
