Chapter 184 Stone Walks in the Stream

The next day, Sangsang went to Hongxiuzhao again. She called the grass down from the upper floor and walked to a secluded place in the back garden. She looked at the grass and stopped talking, her thin fingers kept twisting the corners of her clothes, looking extremely nervous.

"What are you doing so mysterious?" 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... the young master suddenly asked me how old I was."

Xiaocao rubbed her head in confusion and asked, "What?"

"Nothing." Sangsang shook his head, frowned and thought for a long time and continued, "I always feel that the young master is a little weird now. A few days ago, he often said that I have no mood."

Xiaocao took a deep breath, staring at Sangsang's slightly dark face with wide eyes, and said unstoppablely, "You are so dark and thin, and you are so young, but you are not willing to let go." By? What a beast."

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Behind the academy, listening to the roar of the waterfall not far away hitting the clear pond, Ning Que pushed open the fence and walked into the courtyard, waved his hand vigilantly to drive away the big white goose. Looking at the second senior brother who walked out, he couldn't help but wrinkle. With his eyebrows, he thought to himself that everyone called the second senior brother that he really did to everyone who was worse than the beasts?

The second senior brother handed over a few books and said, "The day before yesterday, I came across a few old techniques for engraving talismans in the arms of Yadong. I thought that you are keen on engraving talismans on weapons recently, and there should be a need, so I called you to come and take them away. Go 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 hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but ask: "Second Brother, has anyone called you Xiaomo street?"

The second senior brother, who is serious and square, and pays great attention to etiquette, cannot be associated with names like Xiao Momo no matter how he imagines it . When Ning Que mustered up the courage to say it, he was mentally prepared to be beaten by the second senior brother with the hospital rules for fifty boards. However, he did not expect that when the second senior brother heard the three words Xiao Momo , he did not get angry, but My body suddenly stiffened, and my expression seemed a little confused, as if I was recalling something.

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

Judging from the second senior brother's expression, it was obvious that he and everyone knew each other. Ning Que shouted in his heart, thinking about the truth hidden behind the dark history of the academy. Could it be that he was really going to be dug out by himself?

"Don't think about anything." The second senior brother frowned and said, "Aunt Jian was familiar with the junior uncle back then, and he was considered an elder."

Ning Que was slightly stunned, not expecting that the truth of the facts could not match the answers he had guessed. This was the second time he heard about the uncle of the junior teacher in the back mountain of the academy. Whether it was Chen Pipi or the second senior brother at this time, he looked extremely serious and respectful when he mentioned the uncle.

A person who can make the proud and stinky genius like the second senior brother and Chen Pipi admire from the bottom of his heart is so powerful. Ning Que really wants to know how amazing the master uncle who has never met has become. degree.

"Senior brother, uncle... what kind of person is he?"

"Uncle Master...is a very amazing person."

"Greater than Master?"

"That's different and amazing."

"Where is the uncle now ?"

"He's dead."

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The story of the uncle of the junior teacher may not end so beautiful, so the second senior brother did not tell too much of the past history to Ning Que except for a few simple introductions. Ning Que naturally felt a little regretful, but he couldn't hold his second senior brother's thigh like Sangsang when he was a child and told stories. He said, "You say, you say, you say," like Sangsang when he was a child...

Leaving the courtyard , walking towards the middle of the cliff square in the opposite direction from the waterfall, and walking under a green tree , Ning Que felt a little hot, took out a piece of extremely thin talisman paper from his sleeve, and gently lit his hands. Slap, then turn it upside down, and you can no longer see the talisman paper in your palm, you can only see half a scoop of clear water.

He washed his face with the water in his palm, and faced the breeze beside the tree. His slightly wet cheeks felt cool and pleasant. He sighed with satisfaction, then sighed helplessly, shook his head and said to himself, "It's handsome, so handsome." , it is more than enough to be a magician to make a woman happy, but if you want to use it for a fight, it seems useless."

As a divine talisman master, Master Yan Se naturally has no problem with his vision. Ning Qu's potential or qualifications in the talisman are indeed rare in the world. These days he was immersed in the world of runes, and his progress was astonishingly fast as he realized the truth that rainy night. Now he has mastered more than two hundred valid runes.

It's a pity that the talisman is cast too slowly, and the difficulty of fighting is too high based on it . What's more, Ning Que's own level of practice is too low. He is still wandering in the state of forbidden confusion, and he is throwing out the talisman paper to meet the enemy. Afraid that his body would be cut into hundreds of pieces by the flying sword, the talisman paper in his hand had just begun. He even carefully evaluated that if he fights by the talisman, it would be better to carry the three swords behind him to make a solid job.

He has always remembered the words that Master Yan Se had said accidentally very clearly. In real-time battles, the talisman master must rely on infinitive talismans to faintly overcome the practice wars of the same realm, but only the divine talisman master can draw the infinitive talisman!

Ten years later, the divine talisman master...what should he do when he encounters an enemy within ten years? Although after entering the Cave Xuan Realm , the talisman will definitely play a stronger role in the battle, it can only play a supporting role in the end.

Ning Que has been fighting all his life, fighting to survive and washing away the blood on his hands. So now he is so good now, and he is happy in the academy and Chang'an City every day, but he still hasn't forgotten to be prepared for danger in times of peace.

The miserable days created the blues essence under his hip-hop appearance. The countless tests at the critical moment of life and death made him accustomed to being on guard against the cold arrows shot from behind and the dangers he might encounter in the future.

"If... Xiahou is standing on the other side of the tree now, what can you do?"

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

I don't know how long he finally stopped thinking, walked up the paved stone path on the right hand of the big green tree, and walked into the iron room of Senior Brother Six's iron room following the steam and the smell of the stove.

After entering the room today, he did not swing a heavy hammer to serve as a helper for Senior Six , but walked to the dark corner, came to the fourth senior brother, bowed down and said a few words.

The fourth senior brother frowned slightly, nodded, stood up, and walked out of the house.

Behind the house was the clear stream, with various koi, swimming slowly in the water almost motionless, as if it was a statue of a jade fish that was condensed in the stream.

The sky in the academy is clear, and the fish in the academy are happy fish. Although we need to beware of the raids of those birds, at least they don't have to work hard to find food everywhere. Every day when they arrive at the designated location, a big white goose will come to feed them. After making the fish for a long time, it will naturally become fatter and lazy.

The water truck squeaked and turned, constantly pumping the stream into the bamboo tube, and then sent it into the iron room.

The two sat by the stream not far from the water wheel, with the bamboo forest covering the sun above their heads, and the surroundings were cool.

The fourth senior brother took out a pile of fine carved knives and rulers from the bag, picked up a round stone from the stream, and began to carve it with a carving knife on it.

Ning Que learned from his appearance and carefully drew a round stone with a water-resistant pigment pen. As the tip of the pen moved, several complicated lines passed through the front and back and appeared on the stone surface. Suddenly he felt a little tricky and didn't know how to continue. He couldn't help but look up at the stone in the fourth senior brother's arms.

"Senior brother, are there any problems with your line drawing? How can the wind talisman be engraved so wide?"

The fourth senior brother didn't raise his head and said, "The stone is too heavy. If you want to borrow the pumice stone, of course, you need more lines, deeper and wider to inspire more wind and breath."

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

The fourth senior 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 his death first?"

"If you limit your death, how can you condense the wind of heaven and earth into the talisman?"

"Open a little trick."

"Open a small orifice... After condensed breath, it is completely sealed. When it is activated, the orifice of the wooden talisman will be opened by itself, which seems feasible."

"Then let's try?"

"It's okay to give it a try."

By the clear stream, the water wheel creaked and turned around. The sound of iron in the back of the stream was ringing rhythmically. Among these sounds, there was a low discussion between Ning Que and the fourth senior brother. This scene was really fascinating. A peaceful mood.

I don't know how long it took, but the runes on the round stone in the fourth senior brother's arms were carved first. Then, Ning Que also completed his work. The two looked at each other and placed the stone on the flat ground by the stream. .

The two slowly closed their eyes and began to sense the runes carved by touching them on the stone surface.

I saw a gust of wind blowing from two round stones by the stream, and the ants and bamboo leaves under the stone were moving.

However, the stone still sat quietly by the stream, like the lazy and fat koi in the stream, hiding in the shadows under the leaves of the water truck, and refused to move at all.

Ning Que and the fourth senior brother opened their eyes almost at the same time, staring at the small eyes, stunned.

"Idiotic." The fourth senior brother sighed and said, "It takes countless runes to form a formation to make the same effect with such a small talisman. It is really...Idiotic."

Ning Que said regretfully: "I thought that there were so many fools in our academy, and some miracles would happen."

"But this path may not be impossible."

The fourth senior brother threw the stone into the stream and signaled Ning Que to throw the stone down too.

With two thuds, water splashed everywhere, and the fat fish who were eating and sleeping were frightened and wandered around. Finally, welcoming precious exercise time, and the stream under the shadow of the leaves of the water truck 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 stream, looking at the lines vaguely visible on the stone surface, took a deep breath, his eyes drooped slightly, and his hands exposed outside his sleeves gently put on a bridge of thought. The mind power in the sea of ​​consciousness merges into the breath of heaven and earth around you, and you can clearly feel the round stone in the stream.

The shallow stream suddenly rippled slightly, and there seemed to be extremely thin air flow around the round stone at the bottom of the stream. The disturbing water plants swayed gently, and then the round stone trembled slightly, looking like it was about to walk.

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