"So what I want. ”

"Don't worry, things have really made great progress, and I'm ready to show you, but before that, I think I must let you see this thing!"

"For the record, I have no interest in your calligraphy at all, and I won't touch the brush again, so if it's a topic related to calligraphy, please leave it here. ”

"Even if it has nothing to do with calligraphy, I'm in a hurry, so please make a long story short. Chu Qing glanced at the watch on his wrist, originally he thought that he would leave after taking his things here, so that he could spend more time with Hui Lin for a while.

But as it stands, if you don't have an hour, you probably don't want to leave here.

What an abomination!

"Eh~ Although calligraphy is also very important, but this time I brought you something more powerful than calligraphy, which is guaranteed to make your trip worthwhile. ”

Actually, if you give me something, it's already worth it, so can you please shut up immediately and give me something?

Chu Qingqiang resisted the urge to pull out his gun, looked at the old man with white hair in front of him humming a folk song that he didn't know where, and invited a bag from his bookshelf to Zhen

I can assure you that he really 'invited' that bag, and anyway, I've never seen anyone take a box from a bookshelf and bow to it.

"Hehe, if you hadn't helped me write a good calligraphy before, and helped me a lot, I wouldn't have let you see this treasure easily. ”

Then let's not look at it, you should hurry up and 'please' this treasure of yours again, and then talk about business.

I promise, if this old guy dares to take out an ink painting from the box, then even if it is Tang Yin's real work, Lao Tzu will burn it!

But then again.

Chu Qing raised his head and listened to what he said, the calligraphy work that he helped him write last time, which was neatly framed by God, was now gone.

Could it be that this guy sold my words?

But will anyone really buy it?

"Come on, come on, keep your eyes open and let you see a more powerful baby!" said he in order to create suspense, and slowly opened the brocade box in his hand little by little.

After a long creak from the box, he pulled out a piece of parchment rolled into a roll.

"Look, this is the treasure I found when I was in the Qin Kingdom, I'll let you see it today!" After saying that, he slammed the parchment on the table, and let Hou raise his head quite proudly and vigorously brush the beard on his chin.

Well, to some extent, it's really powerful, and it's really not the expected ink painting.

But......

"Isn't this just a poem?" Chu Qing said, pointing to the parchment on the table.

And it's super badly written, except for the last two lines of rhyme, nothing else is even a limerick.

"Hmph, I knew you wouldn't know, let me tell you, that's ...... Hey, you know. Just as he was coaxing and preparing to make a big joke, Chu Qing's words obviously caught him a little off guard.

"Of course I do. Chu Qingqiang held back the anger in his heart and said lightly.

He could even feel his own trembling facial muscles.

This old guy's so-called 'important' baby is such a bad poem?

"That'...... Tell me, what do you think, this poem?" the old headmaster looked at him expectantly, and now he was not so much a wise old man as a child waiting for others to praise him.

“…… At least your handwriting is still good. ”

“…… What do you mean by that, I'm asking about my poems. Faced with his bull-headed answer, the principal asked reluctantly.

"That is......"

You write badly, it's rotten.

I can't say this, Chu Qing hugged his head with some distress, how to say that people have spent a lot of time, even during the war, they did not stop helping themselves find things, and they have made great achievements, if they say that the treasured treasure of others is worthless so easily, I always feel sorry for the old man in front of me.

Although this old man may be stronger than his own.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work. Looking at his tangled expression, the principal naturally understood what was going on, and he said helplessly with his arms folded.

"It's okay, it's good for beginners to be able to write like this...... At least it, it, it rhymes with the last two sentences, doesn't it?" Looking at the old man's lost appearance, Chu Qingyu couldn't bear to comfort him.

"Then could you please write one for me? ”

"Write one?"

"Write one!"

Forehead...... It's easy to say, but writing poetry requires more talent than practice.

And coincidentally, Chu Qing doesn't lack anything now, but he lacks talent.

It's probably missing enough to write a love poem to a girl, and just after reading two lines, it can be found that it was copied on the Internet.

"This, I don't ......"

"I'm really please!" said the old headmaster, laying a complete set of paper, ink, pens and inkstones on the table, grinding the ink with his hands, and then bowing his head respectfully.

You, you, as for the use of honorifics!

This, such words.

He swallowed and looked at the table.

Or just write a random one.

"Then I'll be respectful and obey my fate. As he spoke, he picked up the brush and lightly dipped it in the ink in the stone inkstone, and began to write on the parchment on the table with a beautiful official script.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Succeed with flying colors!

It may be an infringement of the copyright of a great poet, but please, even now, please lend me your precious work!

"See, this is the real poetry. Chu Qing put down the pen in his hand and said to him.

Bang dang.

The ink in the headmaster's hand was about to fall on the table, and the expression on his face was completely frozen, only to see that his limbs were stiff, his lips trembled, and he picked up the parchment with poems written on it, and then sat up from the sofa with a brush.

"This, this poem, not what is the name of this masterpiece?"

"Quiet, silent night thoughts. Looking at his exaggerated movements, Chu Qing subconsciously shrank back a little and said with a little stammer.

"Okay, it's really well written!" he didn't hide his praise for this work, but what made Chu Qing doubt was that the other party could really understand the meaning contained in it?

After all, it's the one who writes that kind of garbage......

The old headmaster walked to his desk, then took a piece of silk from one of the drawers of his desk, carefully wrapped the parchment, and then put him back on the shelf, and then took out another brocade box.

"Okay Chu Qing, let's talk about business. He swept everything on the table to the floor, making a ruffled sound.

Among them is also the 'masterpiece' that he wrote himself.

"Regarding that magic circle, after our multi-faceted investigation and search, through various channels, its fragments were finally completely collected and restored, and the original product was protected under the ground of our academy, this is a miniature version that I rubbed it down and then laughed at equal proportions. ”

He opened the brocade box and spread a piece of parchment paper in meters and about one by one on the table.

"This is also thanks to the funds you provide, otherwise I am afraid that I would not be able to buy even one percent of it on my own. As straightforward as his character, he thanked Chu Qing for his help.

"It doesn't matter, these are insignificant if you can get the final result. He looked at the magic circle on the table, although it was a thumbnail, but it had already depicted the general appearance of the magic circle.

But I have to say that it's really complicated.

Just looking at the completely different magic circles above, there were more than two dozen of them.

"Do you know what this is for?" he reached out and gently stroked the parchment, as if he could feel the jagged lines on it.

This inexplicable familiarity......

"I don't know for the time being," the headmaster shook his head, "I am afraid that only one ten-thousandth of what we can understand about this circle is based on the knowledge we have now." ”

"Could it be about teleportation?"

"Yes," he nodded, "because many of the support circles above that are stable are similar to teleportation circles, so there are quite a few people in our team who think the same as you." ”

Teleportation...... Chu Qing's heart tightened, and memories began to emerge in his heart continuously.

"However, we still don't know if this is a 'door' or just an 'exit'. ”

"Door, exit?"

"Yes," he explained, "the so-called 'door' is a two-way opening through which an object can go to another place and back from another place, while an 'exit' is simply a one-way transport of something from another place to the other side of the exit." ”

"But whether it's the 'door' or the 'exit', if this circle is really activated, with all the knowledge we have now, we can't close or destroy it unless we wait until it runs out of energy. The principal said with a serious expression.

"Compared to the 'door' opened by the demon and beast invasions, once this guy opens, maybe the whole world may be transferred, or the whole world may be transferred, so all our experiments so far are based on theory, and we can't even think of anything in practice. ”

"How long will it take to really understand it? Chu Qing asked nervously, this was what he really cared about.

"Hmm...... Considering the continuous progress of magic, it will be about the same for one or two thousand years, and if it is to be put into practice, it will be about the same for another five hundred years. ”

"So long!"

"It's going well," the headmaster sighed, "and if something happens along the way, we'll probably never know what this thing is for." ”

"After all, this kind of thing, even if it is the strongest magician in history, the main god of the Church of Light, and the God of Light can't understand it, it can be said that this is something that should not appear in this world at all. ”

His tone began to gradually become agitated, and even his hands trembled with excitement: "But now this thing that should not exist in the world has appeared, and it has been completely assembled by us, do you know what this means!"

"Explain that God wants us to crack it!"

He clenched his hands into fists and looked like a speaker excitedly, "The mysterious, beautiful and powerful power that is presented to us in this quiet form proves that it wants us to really understand it and use it!

But I didn't have that long.

"If you can speed up the research, I hope to get the results as soon as possible. ”

1,000 years?

If I can't make a name for myself within this year, I'm afraid that some kind of magic envoy will kill me in the next moment.

"You can ask for anything, you can invite any expert, and all the expenses will be reimbursed by me, as long as it can speed up the research progress. ”

"It's useless," he shook his head lightly at Chu Qing's words, "Although I'm not a master, I've already seen experts in this field, and they can't do anything at all." With that, he stood up and took out the brocade box containing "Silent Night Thoughts" again.

"But now I'm ready to meet two more powerful guys, and this poem of yours is an important stepping stone for me to meet one of them. ”

"What about the other one?"

"The other one?" he touched his chin and said lightly, "The other stepping stone is probably a little heavy." ”