After Hou Qiang left, Chen Zimo lost his sleepiness, ran to the study in the backyard, and took out the scroll to study. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He knew that Hou Qiang was right.

But after being bullied so much, the fire in his heart was not vented to the people of the Lao Li family, Chen Zimo felt that he would be suffocated sooner or later. Therefore, he hopes to master the knowledge of the magic in the first volume of the Tongxuan Sutra as soon as possible, and solve the problem that he has no atavistic origin and cannot perform magic anytime and anywhere.

When he opened the scroll, a thought flashed through Chen Zimo's mind: This is the first volume of the Tongxuan Sutra, where is the next volume?

Just the last volume has attracted mysterious forces around the world to fight and rob.

If the upper and lower volumes are collected, will it have to detonate a world war?

This thought passed away in a flash, he didn't have the heart to think about those useless things now, and it was a matter of time to study the last volume.

The scroll unfolded, and a faint invisible aura permeated, infiltrating Chen Zimo's body, giving him an extremely comfortable feeling, and moreover, it was more clear and sensitive than the perception of aura during the day.

But then, he realized that it was not he who sensed the aura of the scroll, but the scroll, which sensed him. Because when the aura of the scroll infiltrates into the body, it actually follows the laws of the sixty-four basic hexagrams on its own. Could it be that this thing has a self-mind?

Chen Zimo shook his head.

Grandpa Gan said: "Don't listen to those myths and legends, no matter how powerful and advanced magic weapons are, as long as they are not puppets that control spiritual objects, then they will never have their own spiritual thinking, and they can only be controlled by the caster himself with spells and magic arrays." As for how flexible and powerful those magic weapons are, some of them can even change their attack methods on their own to evade defense...... In the final analysis, it is the spell caster himself who is strong enough, and the magic array placed on the magic weapon is powerful. ”

So, is it that there is a magic circle on this scroll?

Chen Zimo looked over and over again, and then used the scroll's aura to probe, but he didn't find the slightest fluctuation of the five elements of heaven and earth vitality caused by even the lowest level of magic arrays when they were running.

But where does the aura of this scroll come from?

Why did you come to me?

I really couldn't figure it out, Chen Zimo raised his hand and slapped his head, wasting time!

Then he was stunned to find that his head didn't hurt!

I was slapped just now, but it hit the wound.

Moreover, I have not felt so many bruises and bruises on my body since I woke up.

He hurriedly got up and ran to the mirror, and found that the bruises and swelling at the corners of his eyes and face had subsided a lot. Carefully bypassed the gauze wrapped around the head layer by layer, took off the thick veil that was applied to the wound, and saw that the sutured wound had healed, and it was healing very well, and gently wiped off the dry and knotted blood stains with his hands, the hair roots were clear, and the wound was neat.

"It's growing too fast, isn't it?" Chen Zimo was amazed, he knew that this kind of sutured wound would take at least six days to remove the stitches, but now, if the stitches were not removed, it would grow in the flesh and be difficult to remove.

He turned to the table and gathered the scroll, intending to go to the doctor to remove the stitches.

But as soon as he put the scroll away, he frowned again and sat down - he couldn't go to the doctor, the wound healed so quickly, it was probably because the scroll's aura moistened his body that it would promote the wound healing. If you go to the doctor to get the stitches removed now, what will the doctor think when he sees such an incredible thing?

How can I explain it?

It's better to be careful.

Thinking of this, Chen Zimo found scissors, faced the mirror, carefully cut a few threads, endured the pain of pinpricks, pinched the threads and pulled them out one by one, the wound was not cracked, but a few blood stains oozed from the needle holes, and gently wiped them off with gauze.

After carefully observing and confirming that the wound was growing well, Chen Zimo re-wrapped the gauze around his head.

It is assumed that the wound has not yet healed.

After doing these things, Chen Zimo, who was in a more and more comfortable mood, sat down at the table in high spirits, and then closed his eyes and silently recited the meditation mantra, and after his mind calmed down, he opened the scroll and studied it carefully.

Unlike when I studied in the afternoon, since I knew that I couldn't read the meaning of the words and sentences composed of those words, I first looked at the patterns on each page, such as the five elements of yin and yang, the six trigrams, the meridians, the talismans, the magic array, and so on, and then deduced the meaning of the words and sentences next to them according to the words that appeared in these patterns.

This is a stupid method, and it is an idea that Chen Zimo thought of himself - according to the rules in the textbook, most of the words next to the patterns are annotations or related theories.

If you really don't understand something, skip it and go to the next paragraph, the next page......

Chen Zimo doesn't know the phrase "read a book a hundred times to see its own meaning", but he has his own learning experience:

When he entered junior high school, he was born smart, but like most of his classmates, he found English grammar difficult, and of course, in the mid-90s, the average level of English teachers in rural middle schools was also a major reason. In this regard, Chen Zimo adopted a "stupid method", after learning English words, he worked hard to read the words and sentences in the book over and over again, and waited until the melon was ripe and memorized, and the meaning was self-evident!

Now, Chen Zimo's plan is to reverse the meaning of the words according to the pattern, skip it if you don't understand, and swallow the dates.

After reading it, continue reading in reverse, taking detailed notes on the meanings of words and sentences that you have determined as you study, or the meanings that you have guessed but are not sure about, and read them bit by bit.

As the saying goes, "as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle." ”

Of course, the knowledge on this kind of mysterious scroll cannot be theorized as usual, so whether it can succeed in the end, Chen Zimo is not sure.

But just like the complicated spells that Hu Si learned before, and even twisted the mouth, the ghost only knew what it meant. But at the very least, I know what the effect of these strange-sounding spells is after they are recited. I also know which words have the same pronunciation and meaning in each different spell, and what different roles will be played by the combination of different characters.

The techniques taught by Hu Si, Chen Zimo can be said to have reached perfection in terms of theoretical knowledge, but because he was born without atavistic origin and could not perform techniques, he lacked practical experience in performing techniques.

With this in mind, Chen Zimo carefully studied the scroll with perseverance far beyond his peers and his natural stubbornness.

Before he knew it, he was lying on the table and fell asleep.

It wasn't until his arms were numb and the cold invaded his body that he suddenly woke up, and outside the window, it was already the first morning light.

Looking up at the light bulb that had been lit all night, Chen Zimo suddenly stomped his feet with regret.

How expensive is electricity......

Last night's study, he only memorized some passages that he judged to be mantras and mental methods, and there was almost no progress in other aspects, but Chen Zimo had no sense of frustration except for the distressed and wasted electricity—he had long been mentally prepared for this, and he was also used to learning this kind of language and writing that seemed to ordinary people to be like a book of heaven.

got up and stretched his limbs, moved his numb arms, went to the yard to play a set of Tai Chi taught by his godfather, and then went to the kitchen to boil water and cook porridge, heated two steamed buns, and cut some pickled radish.

In the past few years with Hu Si, life has been tight, but fortunately, the two of them still have the land rented to Hou Qiang to plant, and the rented grain they receive every year is enough for the grandfather and grandson to eat, at least they don't have to beg for food. Moreover, Chen Zimo is still under the guidance of Hu Si, planting some vegetables in spring, summer and autumn, storing some radishes, cabbage, and potatoes in late autumn, and usually being frugal and not buying vegetables to eat.

But Hu Si is a good drinker and smokes, although he drinks inferior loose wine and smokes inferior tobacco leaves, but it always costs money.

So occasionally show people the Yin Mansion for funerals, or show people the disaster of yin and evil, and open up the small temple to do things, and almost all the little money earned made Hu Si drink and smoke cigarettes. Which meal is meat, most of them are the eggs laid by those chickens raised by Chen Zimo, or someone's family gives some meat for red and white ceremonies, or Chen Zimo occasionally goes to the river to catch some fish, shrimp and crabs, and in winter he shoots a hare and catches birds with a clip......

In the past, Chen Zimo was young and didn't understand anything, but when he grew up and knew that drinking and smoking were not good for Hu Si, who was suffering from long-term illness, Hu Si had also come to the end of his life.

Eating a simple breakfast alone, Chen Zimo remembered the old man who was full of swearing, obscene appearance, and sloppy image.

After five and a half years of dependence, the old man is gone......

Chen Zimo couldn't help but shed tears:

Seven years ago, his parents divorced, and when he was young, he was dragged by his father to stand at the entrance of the village, watching his mother leave without looking back, he felt that his family was scattered;

Five years ago, he watched his father being taken away by the police at home, and soon received a notice that his father was sentenced to prison.

This year, the old man went, and Chen Zimo felt as if half of his life had been taken away by the old man.

Home, gone.

The only old mansion that could make him feel some solace has now been demolished!

Chen Zimo finished his breakfast with tears in his eyes, washed the pots and pans, clenched his fists, and walked to the study in the backyard with a gloomy expression.

A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late?

That's because they don't have the ability to take revenge, or the cost of revenge is more than they can bear, so they don't have the courage and courage to carry it out, so as to give themselves some reasons for comfort.

If you are absolutely sure, you must have revenge, and you will be avenged immediately!

As for going to school......

Let's go back and make up for the leave note, the matter is so big, it will inevitably be known to the whole village. Then, Teacher Wang Qiufen, who knows the news, will definitely inform the head teacher. Wang Qiufen is also a villager in Lianggouji, teaching at Fuqu Township Middle School and a political science teacher in the second class of junior high school.