Chapter 322: One Side
Master allowed himself to ask for many blessings, but where did he get his blessings?
Luo Qianqian held her chin in her hand and sat on the grass in the courtyard.
She had mixed feelings in her heart, worried about today's incident, and violated the seven-day covenant with Nan Ziweng: not to associate with the living, not to be competitive, and not to be reckless.
However, when you think about it, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.
She didn't associate with strangers to-day, nor did she compete with them, but she was so angry that she was reckless......
It's not a problem, I've always been sensible, and I'm not angry with anyone at all. The only regret is that he couldn't stop General Yan from bullying Xi'er, otherwise, Xi'er would not have lost her child.
If there is an if, if it is true, she has learned the space spell and reversed time and space back to the moment when General Yan beat Xi'er, she will definitely not hesitate anymore, but rush forward to uphold justice.
It's a pity that if it's all fake, there is no if, there is no if, the nightmare that can teach her space spells, and she doesn't know where she died.
She sighed, "Hey! Poor Xi'er, a sad life, an abominable fate. ”
Early tomorrow morning, she will go to the seven-day appointment with Nan Ziweng, and she has all kinds of apprehensions in her heart. However, fortunately, time passed quickly, and it became dawn in the blink of an eye.
She told Xi'er a few words to take care of herself, and warned Liang Xuan and Liang Rui to let them take good care of Xi'er before leaving the Liang family with peace of mind.
On this trip, she had to walk to avoid attracting the attention of others, and she could only pass through the dense forest. Although it is hard, as a repeat offender of Heavenly Court, it is better for her to be cautious in everything.
In a hurry. She walked for more than half a day in one breath, and finally came to the mysterious mountain. Walking through the mountains, crossing a single-plank bridge, and crossing a forest, the eyes suddenly opened up.
At the end of the Nanzi Sea, the clouds and mist are misty, and the sea and the sky meet. The sound of the waves, incessantly, crashing against the rocks and sand, stirring up a cool breeze.
She was alone. Get out of the woods. Cross the beach and come to the stone cave where you have made an appointment with Nanziweng. Worried that she would be late, she nervously looked in and saw no one. I saw a bonfire that had been extinguished.
What the?! Has anyone been here?
The more worried she was. The more something happens. made her a suspenseful heart, and added a little weight.
"Who has been here?" She pondered, holding the purple gold sword. Tentatively walked inside.
She kicked the extinguished bonfire, and there was nothing unusual inside, but it was pitch black inside the stone cave, and it was impossible to see clearly. She then crossed the beach and went into the woods to retrieve some wood and put it on the spark-burning ground.
Lit in the most primitive way, the campfire is lit, warm and bright.
The stone cave is clear at a glance, and there is the handwriting left by Nan Ziweng on the stone wall, and the penmanship is strong and flashes with golden light.
She approached, raised her hand and gently wiped it, and the golden sand fell like drops of crystal tears.
It's quite helpless, Nan Ziweng has already come, and she has left a handwriting on the stone wall, she is a step late after all, because fate will meet, everything is not accidental, it is inevitable.
In other words, before Nan Ziweng came, he calculated a hexagram for this matter. He calculated that Luo Qianqian did not abide by the seven-day covenant, and took care of external affairs that should not be taken care of. If they can meet before Shen Shi, it means that he and Luo Qianqian are destined people, and they cannot stand idly by. If Shen Shizhong meets, he and Luo Qianqian will meet in Pingshui, and a few words can be mentioned.
However, the time has passed, Luo Qianqian has not yet appeared, and he can only blame the creation of people, he and Luo Qianqian are only one side, and they don't have to meet in the future.
He wrote these words on the stone wall with the golden sand on the beach.
After reading Nan Ziweng's message, Luo Qianqian's mood fell to the bottom, only a quarter of an hour away, but a quarter of an hour had passed. A quarter of an hour, you can squeeze it out from anywhere, such as getting up a quarter of an hour early, talking less to Xi'er to save a quarter of an hour, and then walking quickly to get out of a quarter of an hour.
Creation makes people, but it is only a quarter of an hour's work, and she will no longer have a chance to Nan Ziweng.
Many of the confusions in her heart could not be answered, so how could she cultivate with peace of mind in the future?
She was a little lonely, she had no choice but to erase the words on the stone wall, and was about to turn away, but she felt something slump under her feet.
What is it? She lifted her feet and looked down at a golden book, shining with a brilliant brilliance like Nan Ziweng's smile. She said in her heart: Could it be that Nan Ziweng is unwilling to give up on me and leave me a book to help me? It's really good, Nan Ziweng is really a good old man.
She happily picked up the golden book, sat by the campfire, listened to the pleasant sound of the waves, and began to read it.
On the cover of the book, there are four big characters "Bingtai Bailing", like the name of a kind of exercise. Perhaps, it was a miracle that had been lost for many years, and she thought wildly that after learning it, she would be able to defeat that hateful holy aunt and return the people of the Bujia family to a comfortable and pure Bujia Village.
However, it seemed that she was overthinking, and after she flipped through a few pages, she became disheartened.
The text in this book is obscure, and the whole text is about Bingtai grass, about its shape, subjects, categories, planting methods, cultivation techniques, and so on.
She said to herself: I'm not an expert in agriculture, what do I do researching these? Could it be that Nan Ziweng wants me to farm from now on, and it is not possible to plant a large area of Bingtai grass? Cut!
She continued to look at it, after the Bingtai Grass, there was a record of the White Spirit Stone.
The second half of the book is even more useless, the origin and use of the white spirit stone, Luo Qianqian has already studied it very thoroughly through the records in the purple gold sword, and there is no need to learn from this book.
At the end of the book, Nan Ziweng's name is left behind, which is very beautiful in italics.
Ay! After making trouble for a long time, it turned out to be Nan Ziweng's autographed book!
She shook her head helplessly, and said in her heart: It's okay! I won't see you again, so I'll leave this book and make a thought. Fortunately, when Lu Wen asked, I had a saying, I can't let Lu Wen laugh at my overflowing sympathy, and I don't appreciate anything like saving people!
Thinking of this, she wiped the dust from the book, shoved it into her arms, extinguished the bonfire, and swaggered out of here.
Along the way, she sighed, complained about bad luck, and a quarter of an hour's error was the wrong thing for a mentor and friend. She knew that she was going to be alone again, with no one around her, and she could only rely on herself.
She returned to the Liang family, everything was as usual, hid the signed book, and continued to practice the exercises.
The days passed quickly, she practiced night and day, constantly improving her cultivation, learning the sea control divine skills, and practicing swordsmanship. Unconsciously, another thirty days have passed, and the spirit stone is still enough, but I haven't seen Luwen for thirty days, and I have some worries in my heart.
She originally wanted to go to Xi'er, but as soon as she thought that Xi'er had just finished sitting in Xiaoyuezi and it was not suitable to travel far, she decided to go to Zhongdu City by herself to receive supplies for the Liang family.
However, things have changed...... (To be continued.) )