The children were naturally delighted with the little swing made by Gig. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

But what made them happier was the words that Gig said calmly after dinner.

"In two days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I propose to go to Russ Town to buy things for the children to play."

"Can you eat a lot of delicious food in Russ Town?" asked a little ghost pulling the rice.

"Of course, there are many delicious and fun things, if you pay for your sister, everyone will naturally be able to eat and drink well." Jige pointed at Qing Liu'er and clapped his hands.

This is what Jige and Qing Liu'er have discussed, and when he enters the town and is familiar with the environment, he will start to prepare to make money, and then send the children to the place where they study, and then he will start his journey.

Gig already knows a little bit about the small town of Russ, so he also has his own way of making money, which is not mentioned for now.

This topic seemed a little dull, so Qing Liu'er didn't say a word, climbed the swing on the locust tree, and quietly watched the mountain wind, blowing through the birds, and blowing the sunset.

Since he had the Thrilling Sword, Jige spent more and more time practicing the sword every day, in addition to practicing basic melee skills, he had nothing to do, so he went to see a few stone tablets in the back mountain, sat on the mountain rock, blew the cool breeze, looked at the recorded Thrilling Sword Technique, thought about some possible connection with the Thrilling Sword, and ran all over the mountains with the wind, training the reaction of chasing the wind.

Chasing the wind is different, after a few days, feathers began to grow on the bare skin, the feathers are still very small, you can see the colorful, and a few feathers on its tail are the same, the top of the head is also a little red, the wings are quite plump, and it can swim in the air for a long time.

Gig kept a low profile and wrapped the sword tightly in gray strips of cloth, so that the appearance was less ostentatious and looked like an old sword.

On this day and night, the moon is quiet.

Jige was lying on the straw mat, only to feel that his heart was stuffy, and he still did not feel sleepy after rolling from side to side, so he had to get up, carry the sword on his back, and walk outside.

Stepping on the moonlight, stepping on the delicate sand, and unconsciously passing through a row of stone houses, you came to the ancient well.

Jige was surprised, the ancient well was sparkling, but the ancient well, which had always been bottomless, became overflowing at this time, which was an extremely rare situation.

The mouth of the well is not big, but it is like a bronze mirror, reflecting Jige's clear face, with the same handsome face, and the eyes are cold, even pointing his finger at himself in the water is the same, doing the same strange and funny movements.

But there is one difference, that is, the hair, reflected in the water, is a long black and thick hair, crowned with a hairpin on the top of the head, and the rest of the long hair is draped behind him, looking chic and extraordinary.

What is the situation, I have never heard that the water in this well will rise when the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching

The Shocking Sword behind him trembled slightly, and Jige looked away, at this time, the Shocking Sword was faintly glowing, as if it had been induced.

Gig took off his sword, and when he saw the man in the well doing the same thing, he couldn't help but plunge the tip of his sword into the water.

The man in the well was holding an unwrapped sword in his hand, which was full of light, his expression was calm, his demeanor was gentle, and there was an elegant and dusty wind on his body.

Although it was not verbal communication, at this moment, Jige clearly knew that it was indeed an exchange initiated between the two.

At the moment when the tips of the two swords collided on the water surface, the center of the well rippled and turned into a golden full moon, the ripples were still swinging, but they had already exchanged the swords in their hands, and then the entire ancient well rumbled, as if it had been squeezed and erupted, instantly stirring up ten zhang of well water.

In the midst of the light, the nearby stone houses were all illuminated, and the brilliance did not dissipate for a long time, Jige looked at the Shocking Sword again, the gray cloth strip wrapped earlier had disappeared, and he felt that the entire sword body was full of light, but he couldn't say anything more for a while.

He hurriedly grasped his sword, and heard the sound of a dragon roaring through the sky, and the light faded with it.

Qing Liu'er arrived almost instantly, and she saw Jige standing there in a daze from a distance. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

The moonlight is like frost, and the ground is silvery.

He held the sword in his hand, lowered his face, and couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad in his eyes, so he stood quietly by the ancient well, obviously under shock.

Qing Liu'er walked to his side gently, held his arm, and said with concern: "Are you okay?"

Ji Ge touched the hilt of the sword in his hand, his hair had been washed away, and he looked like a man named Hanako, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head and muttered, "Is this sword light?"

He suddenly came back to his senses, with a look of ecstasy, holding Qing Liu'er's hand and shaking it, expressing his joy.

The light of the sword is restrained, and at this moment, Ji Ge is holding it in his hand, and he can already gently draw the sword out of the sheath.

Qing Liu'er couldn't break free, so he let him hold it, chose a stone pier, and asked about it.

"You said that there was a person like you in this ancient well just now"

"Well, a person who looks the same as me, but dresses differently. He has a jade pendant hanging from his waist and two swords behind his back, and now that he thinks about it, it may be the second son. Gig recalled.

"Did he say anything" Qing Liu'er's eyes were also full of surprise, as if she couldn't believe it.

He didn't speak, just handed over the sword in his hand with a calm expression. Gig touched the sword in his hand, still feeling incredible.

"However, although he didn't speak, I think I can feel what he meant." Gig continued.

Gig could clearly see his back.

It was a cloudy sky, with no glimmer of light, just pouring rain and waves behind it. It was as if he was standing on a dead end, with thousands of troops shouting behind him, his face was calm, as if he knew that this would happen, but he seemed to be unable to argue, too lazy to argue. Without even turning around, he gently handed the sword in his hand to Jige.

Jige didn't know why such a strange thing happened to this ancient well, his body was still aching, but his mind kept turning and thinking.

Did the ancient well lead him here, why didn't there be a vision when he was fenced by the well before, or did it happen after he got the Thrilling Sword?

The ancient well has no waves, and it is naturally impossible to verify it.

Qing Liu'er pursed her lips, and just as she wanted to say a few words of comfort, she saw Jige slowly unzip her robe, revealing her eight-pack chest, and seemed to have a smile on her face.

couldn't help but think about it, Qing Liu'er was embarrassed and angry, and immediately slapped her.

"Smack."

"Ahh

Jige screamed in pain, but his words were a little helpless, seeing her angry eyes, he was afraid that he would be wrong.

He had no choice but to turn around and said speechlessly: "Hey, Qing Liu'er, I just want you to help me look at my back, what are you doing"

This sentence was said before the angry and faint Qing Liu'er kicked her buttocks, so she stopped the momentum.

The wind is clear and the moon is clear, his back is smooth and straight, and his figure is still good. Qing Liu'er snorted secretly, and then looked up, three inches below her neck, there was a fiery red sword brand, and there were red blood stains on it.

"I can tell you, don't touch your little hands." Ji Ge snorted softly, but his mouth was dissatisfied.

"Who's going to touch you, you have a brand here, and it's bleeding right now." Qing Liu'er held back her shame and gently tapped the position of his back.

Before Jige could ask, he saw a head poking out from the side of the stone house, and it was Ah Hu.

"Brother Ji, Sister Qing, what are you doing here" the little guy rubbed his eyes and said.

Gig patiently explained the curious baby's question, and sent him to the stone house to go back to sleep.

Chaoqing Liu'er smiled awkwardly and took her leave.

Gig lay on the bed, but his heart couldn't calm down, he already had a vague feeling that there must be a connection.

Now that the Shocking Sword had unexpectedly attacked, he was a little eager to know how powerful it was, but it was still early, so he decided to sleep first.

The next day, Gig got up early and walked to the back hill with a shock on his back.

He had already placed the Shocking Sword Trick copied in the secret room there, and analyzed the sword moves against the grass and wood carvings on the stone tablet.

The morning breeze danced the sword, extremely sober, and Jige practiced for half an hour, then turned his head to look at the stone tablet beside him.

All kinds of exercises and sword techniques are taken from inspiration, and inspiration comes from heaven and earth, stars, mountains and rivers.

All things in heaven and earth, every grass and tree, have the true meaning of their existence. The former sages and martial arts masters are meticulous observations, for the trajectory of the wind blowing wood, for the speculation of the accumulation of rain from the sky, and for the instinctive scrutiny of various animals, repeated study, painstaking efforts to study it.

There are countless popular martial arts winning skills such as breaking the surface with points, braking with static, overcoming rigidity with softness, and dialing thousands of catties in four or two, and Shan Yi is naturally admired.

In front of me, there are thirteen stone tablets full of carved pictures, which look like words and paintings.

Jige began to observe carefully, the predecessors left the stone tablet inscription here, whether there is a deep meaning, the font on the stone tablet is obscure, and there is an extended horizontal and vertical skimming, staring at it for a long time, every time it feels like there are traces to follow, but there is no clue.

Whether it is the arrangement of the stele or the size of the whole stele, it is about the same, and the spacing between the placements is also different.

Jige looked at each stele for a long time, and he was so tired that he collapsed and didn't find any reason, so he had to sit down and rest with his back against the stele.

He couldn't tell what it felt, he just felt that these thirteen stone tablets were very strange, and appearing here definitely had its significance.

The stele has existed for many years, the inscription on it is still clearly visible, and the stele as a whole has not been weathered, you must know that it was ten years ago that the old man took root here, and it was still a whole desert before, so the appearance of this stele must be even longer.

What would happen if the elongated strokes were removed, Gig thought about it, and felt that it made sense.

Each stele has as many as six or seven crosses, the handwriting is like a seal, some of the fonts are soft and flowing, dense and exaggerated, some are longitudinal, and some are crazy in structure.

It's just that these fonts are intermittent and unconnected, but the grass and wood carvings behind them are more like hidden mysteries.

Jige stretched out his fingers, from right to left, slowly swiped from top to bottom, closed his eyes, imagining the psychology of the portrayal of people at that time, and feeling the meaning of the stone tablet.

The handwriting varies with the times, but the origin of the things it represents is the same, and the groping after this calming down really made him feel a trace of the portrayal's understanding.

Each font is covered by an intricate stroke that outlines the entire painting, and there are many disembodied scratches that presumably hide the eyes and ears.

Who would have thought that the messy and atmospheric font on the front of it is actually hiding people's ears and eyes, and the carved picture behind it is the secret hidden.

He found a branch and began to write down the words he had learned on the ground.

He emptied his mind of each stone tablet, sank into it, carefully probing every word, distinguishing the scratches hidden in the surface.

Ji Ge recorded the glyphs he saw one by one, only to find that it was noon, the sun was scorching, and the open place on the ground had been densely written by him, and he didn't know these words, so he was going to find Qing Liu'er to ask for clarification.

"Don't you eat any food?"

Just as Jige was about to go down the mountain, Qing Liu'er's slightly reproachful voice came from his ears.

Qing Liu'er was wearing a cerulean long skirt, holding her tight willow waist, stretching out her jade hand to cover her forehead, and the sleeves of the silk sliding down were like folding fans to cover half of her face.

"Just in time." Jig looked at her twice, took the suitcase, and pulled her to the shade of the tree, and gobbled up thanks as he said, "I happen to have something to ask you here." ”

There were dense things written on the ground, and Qing Liu'er had already seen it as soon as she came up, and when she saw him asking, she couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"That's it," Qing Liu'er asked, getting up and walking over to a stone tablet and looking at the handwriting on the ground.

"These should be seal characters, I found them from the stone tablet." Gig took a few bites of food and walked to the side to explain.

"There are still words hidden in this stone tablet" She has lived here for more than a year, but she has not found it, and she is a little surprised at the moment.

"That's nature, you stretch out your hand and carefully touch the grass, trees, mountains and rocks behind you." Gig motioned for her to stretch out her palm, and continued, "Feel it carefully, the font is hidden inside." ”

"Well, sure enough." Qing Liu'er closed her eyes, her eyebrows were picturesque, her demeanor was quiet and graceful, and she was pitiful.

Gig couldn't help swallowing his saliva, just now he almost kissed her, seeing her eyelashes trembling, Gig hurriedly pointed to the ground and asked, "Then, do you know these fonts?"

"Acquaintance." Qing Liu'er opened her eyes and said with a red cheek.

"I'm sorry for you." Jige saw that her face was flushed, and thought that the temperature was too high, so he covered her head with his hand.

"Well, I'll give it a try." Qing Liu'er said solemnly.

She looked at the figure on the ground, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.

"This should be a formation carving, you look at this first stone tablet, it is simply engraved with a sentence, and this second piece, the third piece"

Qing Liu'er sorted it out and said its original intention.

"In the summer of the fifty-seventh year of Zhaogu, I traveled to the southern regions, and there was a black dragon in the clouds, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

After years of not sprinkling rain and dew, the people will be troubled, and the sky will be dark, and the name will be boring. The black dragon has a violent temperament, is stubborn, and relies on his own merits.

I have repeatedly refuted him, and I have threatened him with all my words, and if I provoke it, I will inevitably lose my life.

The dragon has its own magical powers, driving water and rolling sand, in one day, he was furious, and swept dozens of poor tribes in the southern region with his dragon tail, postscript said that if there are people who don't know the height of the sky and the earth, and they admonish themselves in vain, the end will be like this.

The land dried up everywhere, and he was already suffering from illness, so he could only endure it, but the black dragon was even more presumptuous, and frequently manifested the world with his true appearance, which frightened the people of Dawn all day long.

I have inherited the ancient dragon taming Li Tianshi, and I will be a hoe to help the weak, seeing this scene, how can I let it act recklessly and ruin the souls.

I deduced the weakness of the black dragon, and in the period of the beginning of summer, I set up this array, if it is introduced into it, it will definitely reduce its strength sharply.

I had a plan, so I let out my words to anger the black dragon, ran all the way, and introduced it into this formation when I was a child.

Adhering to the virtue of a good life in heaven, he is willing to use his own strength to imprison and suppress the black dragon here.

I know that the status of the black dragon is respected, I am an ordinary body, and I am afraid that the gods will condemn and the people will hate, so I have not made it public to the world.

I am afraid that this method will disappear forever in the world, which is contrary to the high hopes of the immortal master, so I chose its essentials and painted it on the stone tablet, praying that future generations will copy it and understand it.

The scale insect is long, and its shape is nine; Spring flies into the sky, autumn is shallow. The nine-shaped fit has drawbacks; The diameter of the lower throat is large, and there are reverse scales. Its scales are white, like crescents; If you brush your hands, you can overcome it. There are nine and thirteen forbidden forms; Longxiang is ever-changing, and its stele is the body.

I am willing to be punished by the condemnation of heaven with my own body, and I will never hesitate to do so. ”

"This should be the trapped dragon formation left by the predecessors." Qing Liu'er reasoned.

"Is there really a dragon in this world?" asked Gig after a deep groan.

"Legend has it that there is a dragon in it, but dragons are also good and bad, and my mother said that you can't believe it or disbelieve it." Qing Liu'er looked into the distance and said, "Maybe in the future, you won't have the opportunity to see the Divine Dragon." ”。

Gig stood side by side with her hands around her mouth and shouted loudly into the sky.

"Shenlong, I don't know how excited I am when I think about it, if I see it, I'm afraid I'm going to be scared."