A day later, Shen Mo looked through the interrogation records taken out by Miss Jinyun and Shen Du in the yard where he worked in Chongming Island military camp.

After Shen Mo turned to the page about Miss Lin Yuan, he carefully looked at the life experience of this Miss Lin.

Lin Yuan, nineteen years old, from Weitouao, Jinjiang County, Quanzhou, Fujian Road.

The family of merchants in Quanzhou, the daughter of the Lin family "Tianfuhao" and went to business with her family when she was young.

In June this year, when the family changes greatly, they were framed and lost power while fighting for the industry. After losing the family's support, they were harmed by the family's intention of greed for beauty and had to go abroad and be taken away by pirates... Good guy!

Seeing this, Shen Mo smiled and looked up at Jin Yun:

"This girl has a rich experience! Just the previous paragraph is enough to write a book!"

...

"I carefully checked her confession." At this time, Miss Yun Jin also smiled and said, "Mrs. Long Li'er is also here."

"The merchants that Quanzhou Prefecture has been operating for generations, specializing in maritime silk and ceramic transactions. Since she comes from a family of big businessmen, then for such a person, her every move and even aesthetic taste should be easily seen."

"What's the result?" Hearing this, Shen Mo asked Jin Yun.

"There is no problem with the identity, and she has a very unique insight into women's clothing and other things. So Mrs. Long suggested that she be brought to work in the department where we launched women's clothing to the outside world... What's wrong?"

When Jin Yun said this, she saw Shen Mo frowning slightly, so she quickly asked Shen Mo: "Do you think something is wrong with her?"

"I don't know why, her previous experiences always give me a feeling that I can't understand it in my heart." Shen Mo said, shook his head.

"Or...you take a look at it yourself?" After thinking about it, Miss Jinyun's face calmed down. Then she made such a proposal to Shen Mo.

"Forget it..."

At this time, Shen Mo said and looked up, he saw one of the generals around him flashing slightly, and then he lowered his head.

"This peerless beauty... Of course, it is just right to have a handsome man deal with it. I am still a little bit worse." When Shen Mo said this, he smiled and called out a name.

"Zhao Jinping!"

"The last one will be here!"

Zhao Jinping immediately jumped up and saluted Shen Mo with a serious look on his face.

"I'll ask you to find out the details of Miss Lin Yuan and then give it back, so there must be no mistake!" Shen Mo smiled and issued an order to this guy who had been ready to move.

"I'm sure~!"

The handsome guy Zhao Jinping ran out of the yard with a "swoosh!" and left Shen Mo and Jinyun, who were smiling in the yard.

...

It was the first month of the year, and in a yard outside Tongzhou City, it was the time when cold plums spit out the stamens and secretly send the fragrance of plums.

The plum calyx in the forest is like snow, and the cold fragrance floats. Just now, the coldness suddenly rises, the flowers are filled with the remaining snow, and the wind is filled with the fragrance.

Such a fairyland makes those in it feel refreshed and clear.

...

Zhao Jinping seemed to be drunk when facing a tree of cold plums. The remaining snow among the flowers in front of him seemed to be stained with the fragrance of plum blossoms. He could feel the extraordinary temperament and vitality when the petals bloomed in the frost. He could also taste the faintest feeling of the world that the snowflakes were in the ruthlessness of the cold.

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Nature and life, mutual generation and mutual killing, were strangely and perfectly connected in front of us.

In an instant, the wind moved the branches!

The wind is coming, I don’t know if it’s the wind or the heart is moving?

...

Looking at the snow in front of me, the falling flowers are like rain, the unexpected cold wind actually pulled Zhao Jinping's mood and instantly triggered the aura on his body!

Just when you don’t care, when your mind is gone and your mind is still.

The long sword in Zhao Jinping's box, but with a natural meaning in the lightness, stabbed forward with a sword!

The cold wind suddenly stopped and the sword light returned to the same.

Merlin is still the same, as if it has never changed.

However, the seventeen plum blossoms that were blown down by the wind just now are now like a colorful crystal flower belt, held on Zhao Jinping's long sword.

His sword once pierced the iron armor of the general in front of the formation. However, now there are only fallen flowers on his sword.

...

"God sword of the general,"

At this time, Zhao Jinping suddenly realized.

He turned around and found that a beautiful and elegant woman in the plum tree, like a plum blossom, was leaning against a tree of jade branches and looking at him.

"The general's sword has a momentum of never returning, but today it is for the fallen flowers... How passionate the general is so at this point?"

Unexpectedly, the woman saw through Zhao Jinping’s thoughts after she spoke!

At this time, Zhao Jinping raised the long sword in his hand. He looked at the fallen flowers on the sword and sighed softly:

"The girl doesn't understand martial arts, but she tells my heart in one word. Girl... how spiritual and wise are so powerful?"

...

When the two of them said this, at this moment, they had a feeling that they were hard to meet with, and they arose from the bottom of their hearts.

The figures of the two people in the plum forest slowly approached. Zhao Jinping felt that a warm feeling in his heart was slowly soaked in the cold wind...

...

The knife in Shen Mo's hand was really well forged.

The steel smelting is pure and clear, and the forging process is meticulous. On the blade pattern formed by the soil-covered and burned blade, the patterns formed by carbon elements are naturally and smooth.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, the Japanese sword had formed its unique style and characteristics. As early as the Northern Song Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu wrote poems to praise the treasure swords from Japan.

The knife in Shen Mo's hand is undoubtedly the best one.

At this moment, the sun shone in the yard, and several generals and officials under Shen Mo surrounded the yard, looking at the prisoners in the middle of the yard.

These eight Japanese men were dressed in torn clothes, and some of them had blood-stained wounds on their bodies. Although they looked a little embarrassed, they were still calm.

...

At this time, the eight Japanese prisoners under the steps in the yard were also looking at Shen Mo and others in the yard.

The one in the center is undoubtedly the leader among these Chinese people, and you can see it by looking at his aura.

But this leader was so young that he was scary. When these Japanese warriors saw him, they felt that he must be a noble family member who had been passed down from generation to generation.

Beside him, Jiang Baoshan was powerful and fierce, almost twice as tall as these Japanese warriors. Shi Baoying, who led a fleet of demons, was leisurely at this moment, and seemed to care about these prisoners.

A few ferocious wild wolves crawled beside a young man with a naked body leaning lazily against the fur. The young man's eyes looked like the evil wolf under his feet!
Chapter completed!