Nightfall Chapter 185: The stone walks in the stream

Volume One, Early Morning Empire, Chapter 185, Stone Walks in the Stream

The next day Sangsang went to the red sleeve trick again. She called Xiaocao downstairs and walked to a secluded place in the back garden. She looked at Xiaocao and stopped talking, her thin fingers kept twisting the corners of her clothes, looking extremely nervous.

"What are you doing so mysteriously?" Xiaocao looked at her with his eyes open and asked, "What happened?"

After hesitating for a long time, Sangsang lowered his voice and said, "Last night...Master suddenly asked me how old I am."

Xiao Cao rubbed his head in confusion, and asked, "What then?"

"No then." Sangsang shook his head, frowning for a long time and then continued: "I always feel that the young master is a little weird now. He used to say that I don't have a passion for anything." /

Xiao Cao took a deep breath and stared at Sangsang’s dark face and thin body. Don’t say: “You’re so dark and thin, and you’re so young. Will you let it go? What a beast."

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At the back of the academy, listening to the roar of a waterfall crashing into the clear pond not far away, Ning Que pushed open the fence and walked into the small courtyard, waved vigilantly to drive the big white goose away, watching the second senior who came out, could not bear I frowned, thinking that Jane called the second senior brother like that yesterday. Could it be that he really did anything to Jane or beasts?

The second senior brother handed over a few books and said: "The day before yesterday, I turned to some old armor engraving techniques on the cliff cave. I thought that you were keen on engraving weapons on weapons recently. There should be a need, so I called you Come and take it away and have a look."

Ning Que took the book to express his gratitude, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at his face and stopped talking. After a long hesitation, he couldn't help but tentatively asked: "Second brother, has anyone ever shouted You little Momo?"

Second brothers who are serious and upright, very careful about manners and posture, no matter how you imagine them, they cannot be associated with names like Xiao Momo. When Ning Que summoned the courage to speak out, he was ready to be beaten up to fifty times by the second brother using the rules of the hospital. However, he did not expect that when the second brother heard the three characters Xiao Mo Mo, he did not rise in anger, just The body suddenly stiffened, and his expression looked a little dazed, as if he was recalling something.

After a long time, the second senior brother stared at him and asked in a deep voice: "Have you seen Aunt Jian?"

Looking at the expressions of the second brother, it was obvious that he knew everyone Jane. Ning Que shook his heart and wanted to hide the truth behind the dark history of the college. Is it really going to be dug out by himself?

"Don't think about anything." The second senior brother frowned and said: "Aunt Jian used to be familiar with the younger teacher, so she is considered an elder."

Ning Que was stunned slightly, not expecting that the truth of the facts and the few answers he guessed would not match. This is the second time he has heard of the little uncle in the back mountains of the academy, and regardless of the previous Chen Pipi or the second senior brother at this time, the expressions of the little uncle seemed extremely serious and respectful.

It can make two senior brothers and Chen Pipi, such a proud and stinky genius, feel admired from the heart. You can imagine how powerful it is. Ning Que really wants to know that the little uncle who has never met is amazing. To what extent.

"Brother, Junior Uncle...what kind of person is it?"

"Little Master... is an amazing person."

"Greater than Master?"

"That is different and great."

"Where is Xiaoshushu now?"

"He is dead."

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The story of the little uncle may not end so well, so apart from a brief introduction, the second brother did not tell Ning Que too much about the past history. Ning Que is naturally a little regretful, but he can't hold the second senior brother's thigh like Sangsang when he was a child telling stories and say, let's talk, let's talk...

Leaving the small courtyard and walking towards the middle of the cliff in the direction opposite to the waterfall, Ning Que felt a little bit dry and hot when he walked under a certain green tree, and took out a very small piece of cut rune paper from his sleeve, with both hands Tap it lightly, and then turn it up together. You can no longer see the talisman paper in your palm, only half a handful of clear water.

He washed his face with water in his palm, facing the breeze beside the tree, and his wet cheeks felt cool and pleasant. He sighed contentedly, then sighed helplessly, shook his head and said to himself: "Handsome So handsome, it’s more than enough to be a magician to make women happy, but if you want to fight, it seems useless."

Master Yan Se, as a rune master, naturally won't have any problems with his vision. Ning Que's potential or aptitude for runes is indeed rare in the world. These days he is immersed in the world of runes, and the speed of progress is jaw-dropping. He started to enlighten on that rainy night, and now he has mastered more than two hundred effective runes.

It's a pity that the casting speed of the Talisman is too slow, and the difficulty of relying on it to fight is too high. What's more, Ning Que's own spiritual realm is too low, and she is still wandering in the realm of Unconfused, throwing out the talisman to meet The enemy, I'm afraid that his body was chopped into several hundred pieces by the flying sword. The talisman in his hand was just beginning. He even carefully assessed that if he fights by the talisman now, he might as well still carry the three swords behind his back. Come solidly.

He has always remembered the words that Master Yan Se had accidentally said very clearly. In real-time combat, the talisman must rely on the infinitive talisman in order to conceal the practice battle of the same realm, but only the magic talisman can draw the infinitive talisman!

Ten years later, the runemaster... What should he do if he encounters an enemy within that ten years? Although after entering the cave profound realm, Fu Dao will definitely play a more powerful role in the battle, but after all, it can only play an auxiliary role.

Ning Que has been fighting all his life, fighting to survive, fighting to wash off the blood in his hands, so now life is so good, happy in the academy and Chang'an city every day, but still does not forget to be prepared for danger in times of peace.

The days of misery created the blues essence of his hip-hop appearance. The countless trials of life and death made him accustomed to guarding against the cold arrows shot from behind and the dangers he might encounter in the future.

"If... now Xiahou is standing by the tree, what can you do?"

Ning Que looked at the big green tree and asked himself very seriously, and then he fell into a long silence, his thoughts were constantly turning and combining between Fudao and martial arts, looking for a way to strengthen his own combat power.

I don't know how long it took, he finally stopped thinking, and walked up the tiled stone road on the right hand of the big green tree, followed by the steam and the smell of the stove and walked into the sixth brother's ironing room.

After entering the room today, he did not immediately pick up a heavy hammer to help Senior Brother Six, but walked to a dark corner, came to Senior Brother Fourth, bowed his body and said a few words.

The fourth brother frowned slightly, nodded, stood up, and walked outside the house with him.

Behind the house is the clear stream, the plump koi of all colors, swimming slowly in the water almost motionless, like a jade fish statue stuck in the stream.

The sky in the academy is a sunny day, and the fish in the academy are happy fish. Although they need to beware of the bird’s raids, at least they don’t have to work hard to search for food. Every day at a fixed point, a big white goose will come to them. Feeding. The master fish will naturally become fat and lazy after cooking for a long time.

The waterwheel creaked and turned, dipping the stream water into the bamboo pipes, and then sent it to the iron barn.

The two sat by the stream not far from the waterwheel, and the bamboo forest covered the sun above their heads, making them cool.

Senior Brother Si took out a pile of fine carving knife rulers and paint from the bag, picked up a round stone from the stream, and started to carve it with a carving knife.

Ning Que picked up a cobblestone as he did, and carefully drew on the stone with a water-resistant paint pen. With the movement of the pen tip, several complicated lines penetrated back and forth, appearing on the stone surface. Suddenly he felt a little tricky, and he didn't know how to continue, so he couldn't help but raise his head and glance at the stone in the arms of the fourth brother.

"Brother, there is a problem with your line drawing? How can the wind charm be carved so wide?"

The fourth brother did not lift his head and said: "The stone is too heavy. If you want to breathe the pumice stone, of course you need more lines, deeper and wider, to inspire more wind."

Ning Que looked at the stone in his arms, stared at the lines on the stone and frowned and said, "But the deeper the line, the wider and more, the wind condensed in the talisman will leak faster. How to solve this? "

The fourth brother raised his head and asked after a long silence: "What do you think?"

Ning Que hesitated and said: "Or...Use wooden characters to build a bridge and limit death by yourself?"

"If death is limited, how can the heaven and earth breathe in the talisman?"

"Enlighten a little trick."

"Enlighten a small orifice... after condensing the breath, it will be completely sealed. When it is activated, the orifice of the wooden talisman will open on its own, which seems feasible."

"Then let's try?"

"It's okay to try."

By the side of the clear stream, the waterwheel creaked and turned, and the sound of iron striking in the back room of the stream was very rhythmic. Among these sounds, mixed with the low-pitched discussions between Ning Que and the four brothers, this picture is really It's very peaceful.

I don’t know how long it took. The rune on the boulder in the arms of the four brothers was first carved. Then, Ning Que also finished his work. The two looked at each other and placed the stone by the stream. On the flat ground.

The two slowly closed their eyes and began to perceive the runes that inspired them to be carved on the stone surface.

I saw a gust of wind on the two boulders by the stream, and the ants and bamboo leaves under the rocks were rustling.

However, the stone still sits quietly by the stream, like the lazy and fat koi in the stream, hidden in the shadow under the blades of the waterwheel, and will not move at all.

Ning Que and Senior Brother Si opened their eyes almost at the same time, staring with big eyes and small eyes, dumbfounded.

"Wishful thinking." Senior Brother Si sighed and said: "It takes countless runes to form a formation to make heavy objects rise in the air. You want to use such a small rune to achieve the same effect, really... wishful thinking. "

Ning Que regretfully said: "I thought that with so many idiots in our college, there will always be some miracles."

"But this path does not necessarily go unworkable."

The fourth brother threw the stone into the stream, signaling Ning Que to also throw the stone down.

Two puffs, splashes of water, the fat fishes who slept in addition to eating were scared to run around, and finally ushered in precious exercise time, and the stream under the shadow of the blades of the waterwheel suddenly became empty.

"Try again."

The Fourth Senior Brother said to Ning Que.

Ning Que stood by the stream, looking at the round stone at the bottom of the shallow stream, looking at the faintly visible lines on the stone surface, and took a deep breath, his eyes drooping slightly, and his hands exposed outside his sleeves were placed lightly. A bridge of meaning, the power of mind in the sea of ​​knowledge merges into the breath of heaven and earth around the body, and I clearly feel the cobblestone in the stream.

The shallow stream suddenly rippled slightly, and there seemed to be a very fine air flow around the cobblestone at the bottom of the stream, the disturbing water plants swayed slightly, and then the cobblestone trembled slightly, looking like it was about to walk. .

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(I’m still rushing for another chapter first. There is another chapter. I was working outside today and my fingers are sore. I’m in a bad spirit. I write slowly and rough. There are probably many chapters that have not been revised. Fix it together after a while.)