The matter was temporarily over, and the three little girls went back to move the stones, Jiao Ming saw the stump of the unicorn fairy in her hands, but she didn't know when she took it away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Binglian also watched the three little girls leave, but they kept standing beside Jiao Ming, Jiao Ming guessed that this was something he wanted to say to himself: "Something?"

"Although I am forcing you to practice as a magic warrior, I also hope that you will be able to conduct research on qi magic mediums in the future, so you should not use your spiritual power to make jokes. The concern in Binglian's advice was fully revealed.

"I just have a headache, so it's not like I won't be able to study the qi system demon medium in the future, right?" Jiao Ming didn't think that he had suffered multiple injuries, but after all, Binglian knew more than himself and was his own boss, so he couldn't take her words as a deaf ear.

"A few days ago it was just an anomaly, but this time it's obviously damaged. Bing Lian could see that Jiao Ming didn't care, and after a moment of hesitation, she talked about what she had seen and heard in the magic academy, and the magic academy had always been something that Bing Lian didn't want to mention. "When I was at the Academy of Magic, I met people who were in a similar situation to you, all of whom had accidents when the magic was released, and all of them went home to take a break from school to recuperate. ”

"And then?" Jiao Ming couldn't calm down.

"I don't know much more about it, but I haven't seen a single student who has returned to school on leave until I graduated, including those who took a leave of absence from the previous term. ”

"This kind of thing, the gossip between the students should be all over the place, right?Or are the magic apprentices more taboo about this topic?"

"It's not taboo, it's just that no one told me, and I don't have the staff to inquire privately. Binglian seemed to recall some bad past events, and her face was very bad.

Jiao Ming thought of Binglian's consistent attitude towards the Academy of Magic, and the three words 'excluded' came to mind, and quickly changed the topic with interest: "Then I'm injured, isn't it over?"

"First, the cultivation of a magic warrior is the first thing about the body, and it doesn't matter how the mental strength is, my father is often attacked by the spirit, and the surface of the soul has long been a mess, but the cultivation of the magic warrior is still improving from time to time. Besides, compared to them, your injuries are not serious, and the signs of improvement are obvious, but it is difficult to say how many injuries you will suffer the next time you make a mistake. Bing Lian's eyes were fixed on Jiao Ming's head, but the focus of her gaze was on the center of her head. This strange perspective made Jiao Ming uncomfortable.

"I've long been curious about your ability to see souls, do magicians have them, and what does a human soul look like?" Jiao Ming asked.

"I've never seen anyone else have this ability, but it seems that the high-ring magician can see souls through other means. As for the appearance of human souls...... Binglian thought for a moment and said, "What I see is: there are some vibrant bright spots in a cloud of mist. As she spoke, Binglian gestured, clasped her hands together into a ball the size of a human head, and then used her fingers to spin in a circle in it, simulating the trajectory of the bright spots. "That's about it. ”

"What about the state after the injury?" Jiao Ming then asked.

"The mist changes color, and so does the jumping of the bright spots. The dynamic of your highlights now is a little sluggish, and the highlights of those people back then are in a state of moving and not moving. ”

"Then have you seen those cows?" asked Jiao Ming on a whim.

"Of course I've seen it, it's the state of the servant warrior: the mist is mixed with variegated colors. ”

"So cows have souls, too?"

"Nature is animistic!" Binglian replied naturally, "But there are few bright spots in the cow, and they are not active." ”

"What about bugs and plants?"

"There was only a faint mist and no bright spots. Binglian hesitated a little and said, "But I don't know if we have the same understanding of the soul, and although I can see these things, I haven't communicated with the high-ring magician, so I can't say if it's really a soul." ”

At this time, the materials of another kiln were ready, and Binglian said that she was about to leave, and Jiao Ming suddenly remembered the woman Vera: "Shall we call Vera over, how much is it a laborer?"

"Let's wait a little longer. With that, Binglian commanded the coolies and the three little ones to get to work.

......

Jiao Ming was idle again, went to see the situation in the warehouse, and had to shout to stop.

These coolies may be stupid, or they may be too nasty, the wall is only half a person high, and Jiao Ming began to look crooked. Reluctantly, he made a simplified stone pendant of a plumb and hung it on a branch that was raised diagonally, avoiding a tragedy of collapse.

"Is the wall of your house so crooked?" Jiao Ming reprimanded. Several coolies looked at each other, and one of the guys replied, "The yellow mud wall in the small house is also crooked." "Speaks an authentic and fluent crocodile dialect.

"Are you a crocodile leader?" Jiao Ming remembered the introduction of the old door panel to the source of coolies, and naturally figured out the clue at this time.

"The small ones are. ”

"Do you have a name?" waved the other coolies to continue their work, and he was interested in interrogation.

"No, I don't. ”

"What people call you. ”

"Rotten fingers. As he spoke, he hid his right hand behind his back. Jiao Ming's eyes were sharp, and he saw that his right hand seemed to be missing a finger.

"How old are you this year?"

"Just over three eights. ”

Jiao Ming nodded, the counting method of the crocodile collar is pitted, and he seems to have a soft spot for the octal system. If you change the cultural background of the new Zhongguo, it is equivalent to a person saying that he has just passed the third natal year.

"Do you have a mother-in-law and a child?"

"No, I don't. ”

Jiao Ming saw that this guy's eyes dodged slightly, and he understood that most of them were not the truth, but this question was irrelevant, so he didn't break it.

"Why did you come to the lord's manor to work as a coolie?"

"The small plot of land was sold, and I had no land to plant, so I had to come here. ”

A landless peasant, Jiao Ming labeled this guy again.

"Why did you sell the land?

This guy is silent about this question. Jiao Ming waited for a while, although he felt uncomfortable, but he was not a character who used violence whenever he disagreed, so he had to change the question.

"The yellow mud wall of your house is crooked like that, didn't it fall down a long time ago?"

"No, the four walls are crooked in the middle, just on top of each other, and they are stronger than the other shacks in the village, which is what my father came up with. Rotten Fingers seemed to be very excited to introduce his shack, and even a little incoherent, and used his hands to match the appearance of a vault. And Jiao Ming confirmed that the little finger of his right hand was gone, and the ring finger was only half.

Of course, Jiao Ming understands the principle of arch bridges, but his warehouse is not a shack, how big a shack can be, and how much cement can be stored. Quickly interrupted the explanation and gesture of the rotten fingers: "I know, no wonder you, go back to work." But this time do as I say, and build the wall straight for me!

"The little one understands. "Rotten fingers went back.