"Ding--Do you want to enter the dungeon [Reincarnation・Choice]?"

"Enter!"

After Hu Lai confirmed, he was dizzy, and his consciousness fell into darkness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The early morning sun falls on the bamboo forest, in the forest, three or five long-tailed bluebirds are looking for food on the soft ground, that is, poisonous insects, rats and ants in the soil, and on the path of the forest, a group of seven people are running happily.

On closer inspection, the seven were all children of seven or eight years of age, three girls and four boys, and the leading boy was a little older, about ten years old, with dark skin, and the tallest and strongest of all the children.

Seven children, led by the older children, laughed and made noise in the forest, and at the same time they were also moving forward in an orderly manner, and several strange blue birds on the side of the road, hearing the laughter of the children, stopped foraging for food, tilted their little heads full of red tassels, and watched this group of children walk by.

"Brother Ghost Mo, what do you say Mr. will teach us today? Is what Mr. said yesterday true? Is the world out there really so exciting, so dangerous? ”

A little girl circled the tall boy twice, and finally followed the boy, her little head tilted, her face full of hope.

Ghost Mo, that is, the tall boy in the lead, smiled steadily, and said: "In our place, only Mr. has ever gone out, and our father and they have never left the red bamboo forest, so there is no way to return to this problem, but my brother believes that since Mr. said it, it is naturally right." ”

At this time, several children around were also in order to come up, and there was a lot of noise, and all kinds of problems came one after another.

"Is there really a bird out there that is bigger than our forest? Also, is the big demon that Mr. said more powerful than the village chief? ”

"Brother Ghost Mo, Brother Ghost Mo, I heard my father say the year before last that the village chief alone killed dozens of demons that invaded our village, but the big demon that Mr. said yesterday seems to be even more powerful than the village chief?"

"This..."Ghost Mo was stunned, scratched his head embarrassedly, and said, "What Mr. said must be right, those big demons should be more powerful than the demons killed by the village chief." ”

"Do you say that the gentleman is better than the village chief? Mr. has seen so many demons in the outside world, and none of them have been captured and eaten by demons, so he must be very powerful, right?! A girl with loose hair looked respectfully at the thatched hut at the end of the bamboo path.

Ghost Mo shook his head, "The village chief said that Mr. himself is not strong, but Mr. is very good at the way of prohibition, and can often defeat the strong with the weak, and resist the power of the mammoth with the power of ants!" In particular, Mr. is also very proficient in the art of trickery, which can make the enemy lose his way and get trapped in it, and in the end, as long as Mr. lays a killing move in it, he can kill the enemy invisibly, and the enemy can't even see the face of Mr. clearly. ”

"So powerful?"

A group of children looked at Ghost Mo with admiration on their faces, although they didn't understand what Brother Ghost Mo was talking about, but they looked so powerful.

Ghost Mo looked at the expressions of the few little guys and knew that they didn't understand anything at all, shook his head, pointed to the grass hut that had appeared in front of him, and said, "You guys will wait in this clearing for a while, I'll call Mr. first, don't run around, there is a ban laid by Mr. here." ”

Several children nodded hurriedly, the prohibition of this thing Brother Ghost Mo has said many times, it is a very powerful... Belch... Anyway, it's a very powerful thing, and if we walk around, we might be in danger.

Ghost Mo nodded, walked to the door of the house, knocked lightly on the wooden door twice, and said respectfully, "Sir, are you up yet?" ”

For a long time, there was no reply in the house, and Ghost Ink was about to speak again, when a voice came out of the room, "Oh, Ghost Ink is here again, you wait in that open space first, and I'll come in a while." ”

"Yes, sir."

Ghost Mo was overjoyed when he heard this, Mr. was really still there, and today he could hear many stories from outside, and then the little guy ran to his friends and told them the good news.

"Ah, I'm dreaming again, this time it's a long dream."

Inside the room, a twenty-three- or four-year-old man sat on a simple wooden bed, rubbed his stinging head, frowned and said to himself, "How many times this month?" ”

The man got up and looked at the furnishings of the room, which were less than two zhang long, except for two shelves full of books, there was only a simple table and chair and the wooden bed where he was.

Got up, picked up a few clothes made of coarse cloth at the head of the bed, put them on his body, and while getting dressed, the man flipped through the bamboo slips on the shelf.

"Let's tell the story of the demon leader today, well, you can teach these children some words by the way."

The man took the bamboo slip in his hand into his arms, pushed open the door, and walked out, as soon as he went out, the man picked up the wine jar placed in front of the door and looked at it, snorted, and said in a low voice: "There is only so much water, and the dew has been getting less and less recently." ”

After drinking the dew from the jar, the man put the jar back in its place, and then walked into the clearing in front of him, where a group of children had been staring at it for a long time.

Seeing Mr. coming, although Ghost Mo was also a country grass man who grew up in this forest and didn't know any etiquette rules, he also knew that he would lead a few children to stand up from the ground and shout respectfully: "Mr. Lan." ”

"Hello sir."

"Mr. Lan, morning."

"Xiao Yezi has come to listen to Mr. Lan's story again." A little girl with a ponytail said in a milky voice, she looked the youngest of the children, only about five or six years old.

...

Mr. Lan smiled and waved his hand, motioning for a few children to sit down, and the children found a wooden board made of bamboo, sat cross-legged on it, and then looked at Mr. Lan with a hopeful face.

Mr. Lan handed the bamboo slip in his hand to Ghost Mo and said, "Mo, you can open this book and take a look at it first." ”

With doubts, Ghost Mo stepped forward to take the bamboo slip, wanting to open it and take a look, but found that the bamboo slip seemed to be under some kind of prohibition and could not be opened, "Sir?" ”

"Don't be in a hurry, feel the power on the bamboo slips, just like I handed over to you before, close your eyes, and experience the surrounding bamboo slips... Well, around the gas machine, you can. ”

Mr. Lan seemed to care very much about this swarthy child, which is why he explained so carefully.

"Yes!"

Ghost Mo nodded, obediently closed his eyes, held the bamboo slip in both hands, and wrapped the bamboo slip with his divine sense according to the method taught by Mr. before, for a long time, under the gaze of the children, Ghost Mo's eyebrows moved, and his hands unconsciously revealed, and the bamboo slip was opened like this!

"It's... It's that simple? ”

Ghost Mo opened his eyes, looked at the bamboo slip that had been opened in his hand in a daze, and looked at Mr. Lan in surprise.

Mr. Lan nodded with a smile, and said with relief: "It's because you are extremely talented, I only taught you some basic forbidden methods before, but you can immediately understand it, and you can also draw inferences from one another, you are really smart and talented." ”

There was a flush on Ghost Mo's swarthy face, I don't know if I was embarrassed or excited, "Sir, do I really have the talent to learn prohibition?" ”

Seeing this, Mr. Lan smiled and said, "Naturally, however, if you want to learn the ban, you still need to learn some basic characters first, which will not only help your cultivation, but also allow you to go further on the ban!" ”

Ghost Mo's eyes lit up, this... Is Mr. Lan teaching his own mastery? The Forbidden Way is a very rare spell-casting technique, and Mr. Lan has said before that among the Terrans in the outer world, there are few people who are good at the Forbidden Dao!

"Sir, Mo, is it really possible?"

Mr. Lan pointed at him with a smile, helplessly thinking that although this little baby is very smart and has excellent qualifications, it is a pity that people are a little dull.

"That's... Little leaves, can they also learn the way of prohibition? ”

"Naturally," Mr. Lan nodded, "but now you have to learn a script first, and only by learning these characters can you understand the prohibition more easily." ”

Xiao Yezi and the others were extremely excited when they heard that they could also learn from Mr. 's skills, but when they heard that they could learn words, they all had a bitter face, and the village chief had to teach them to read and write every once in a while, and every time they tried their best to dodge, I didn't expect to come to Mr. today to listen to the stories outside, and they also had to learn literacy.

Mr. Lan looked at the expressions of the little guys, chuckled and shook his head, "You guys, you don't know how to cultivate literature at a young age, and you think about listening to stories and listening to other people's stories all day long, how can you go on your own and create legendary stories by yourself?" ”

After listening to what Mr. said, the children still had bitter faces, only ghost ink, and their eyes flashed with expectation.

How can it be interesting to go out and create a legend by yourself? Yes, Mr. Lan is a person with great skills, as long as I can learn some skills from him, one day, I will also go out and have a look at the outside world!

Mr. Lan shook his head and didn't care about the performance of these children, only when he looked at the ghost ink, he nodded with satisfaction, reached out and gently pointed at the bamboo slip in the ghost ink's hand, and the bamboo slip then opened the first page of bamboo pieces.

A faint yellow halo floated out from the bamboo slips, and a strange pattern appeared in the air, and finally, under the gaze of the children of Ghost Mo, the pattern stopped in front of Mr. Lan, and the children were just able to see the whole picture of the pattern.

"What a beautiful pattern." Xiao Yezi looked at the yellow pattern obsessively, and exclaimed with his small mouth open.

The other children were just like her, all obsessively looking at the patterns that shimmered with yellow halos, and Ghost Ink was no exception.

"This is the kind of writing I am going to teach you today, you may have all heard of it, but you have never seen it."

"This is the text? What a beautiful text, are the words we are going to learn such wonderful patterns? What kind of text is this? ”

"Jialan, Jialanwen!" (To be continued.) )