"These, that's the cardboard you bought?"

During Zhang Taiyan's absence, Mao Xiyu didn't know where to drag a small table with only three legs, and then used two bricks to tiptoe, barely stable. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the fifty yellowed blank cardboards, I really don't know what expression to use to face.

"This cardboard is okay to preserve, there is no mold, although the surface of the cardboard is a little crispy, but it can still be drawn."

Mao Xiyu took out a silver pen and then drew a basic second-grade energy storage card on it, which could barely be drawn, but the feeling was a little worse.

"I said, this thing can only draw a second-grade card if it is dead, if it is a third-grade card, there are many domains, and I think this card can't be drawn at all."

Zhang Taiyan frowned, and then said: "Then I'll think of a way, but this is the blank cardboard that can be found here, so we don't necessarily have to make blank cardboard." ”

"I don't mind if you want, the question is the material, the wood pulp or something, can you find it?"

"It doesn't seem like so."

"I think it's better for you to practice your martial arts skills these days."

"Fighting skills?"

"Yes, you see, the Qi in your body has awakened, and if you use it well, it will be infinitely powerful, but now you don't know any moves, just like a rich man with a lot of money, but he won't spend money, isn't that too stupid?"

"Didn't I learn the military drills of soldiers in the past, it should be enough."

"The kind of person who can't be on the stage, come, how about I teach you a set of swordsmanship?"

"It's casual..."

Mao Xiyu pulled Zhang Taiyan to an open space, and the two walked quickly.

"Come, you use this branch."

"Why can't I use my bone blade?"

"I'm better at using it, let's learn it."

I saw the bone blade shuttling, although it was a bone blade, but it was a sword technique, and it was stabbed out quickly, Zhang Taiyan saw it in his eyes and felt that this should be a set of tricks to deal with wrists. The swordsmanship is fast, simple, mainly stabbing, supplemented by slashing, but in Mao Xiyu's hands, it is delicate and abnormal, looking at it and feeling a little big, after all, the past routine is basically a big opening and closing, relying on strength to control the bone blade.

"Come on, now that you're done, use the branches to rehearse the side."

Zhang Taiyan nodded, and then began to demonstrate, because the brain domain has been developed, the memory has improved a lot, and the branch in his hand is pierced,

I learned a similar appearance, but after all, it was only a form, and as for the god inside, it took years of cultivation to understand.

After practicing a few times, Mao Xiyu said: "No, you have lost the spirit in your heart." ”

"I'm not good at assassinations and stuff like that."

"Then you are wrong, this set of sword paths specializes in the enemy's wrists, but it is a routine to control the enemy, stabbing the opponent's weapon down, without weapons or chucks."

"I see, but I really don't have any talent for martial arts."

"Let go of your worries and try it again."

In the first half of the night, all the exercises ended, and from beginning to end, Zhang Taiyan couldn't fully learn how to perform this set of swordsmanship, and what he learned was just a look.

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The next morning, he was woken up, and Mao Xiyu watched Zhang Taiyan being taken away by Sabo, hiding in the shadows, not worried about being seen. Therefore, I watched with peace of mind that Zhang Taiyan, who had not woken up yet, was taken away.

When he came to the mine, Lanza had not yet arrived, and Sabo said, "I will free up the soil in the mine today, and I will do this all morning." ”

Zhang Taiyan nodded listlessly, then picked up the shovel, filled the soil into his wooden frame, and then sent it out of the cave and piled up a small hill, anyway, no one would come here, only the miners, so he didn't care about the pile of soil. Unwilling to output with all his might, it is completely sleepwalking.

"Hey, hurry up and wake up, although the speed is good, but you are in such a state, be careful of falling to the ground."

Reluctantly mustered himself up and began to carry the dirt.

At about half past eight, Lanza came leisurely, driving a donkey cart with two pokes of things, a bucket of black bread and a bucket of potatoes, Sabo and the others looked at Lanza's cart and put down the shovel in their hands. Surrounded Lanza and frantically picked up the food. Zhang Taiyan glanced at it, turned around and left, and Lanza behind him said, "Where are you going!" Come over there and eat! ”

"I'll go to the toilet and get down."

Lanza muttered in disgust, "Lazy people have a lot of and pee." ”

I found a place where no one was, disposed of my clutter, and then thought about it, the problem of water source is really head-scratching, if I can be like the people in the novel, I can condense a cloud of water with a wave, it would be good.

When I returned, I found a small potato and two pieces of bread in the barrel. Lanza threw it directly to Zhang Taiyan, then took out a kettle, poured a glass of water, sat on the recliner and scolded: "Lazy worm, what are you doing slowly!" Don't go mining yet? ”

He took the food, then turned and entered the mine.

Lanza looked at the back, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, took a sip of water, and muttered: "This kid has a bit of skills, I really don't know what it is, just work hard about him." ”

The busy day was very hard for Sabo and the others, but for Zhang Taiyan, who had undergone physical transformation, at least he didn't get anything dirty on his body, went to the grocery store in the town, and spent twenty silver coins to buy a copper pot that looked fairly sturdy, and there was a lid on it that could be used to block the dust. He then returned to his dormitory room.

"You're back?"

"I'm back."

"I have a problem in mind." Mao Xiyu raised the inkwell and said, "Our ink is gone." ”

"This.."

"Calm, ink can be made, this place is rich in ink ore, as long as you can take out one, let me take out the ink core inside, polish it into powder and mix it with wine, you can use it as ink."

Zhang Taiyan shook his head and said, "No, the minerals in the mine have owners, and I can be regarded as stealing them." ”

Mao Xiyu's eyes showed a sly glint and said, "Steal? How does it count as stealing? It's just that you took out the ore, and you didn't search your body when you got out of the mine. ”

"Even then, it can't be."

Mao Xiyu shook the contract that Zhang Taiyan put under the bed in his hand and said: "It doesn't seem to be written in your contract that you are not allowed to bring out minerals, it only says that you will be asked to hand over twenty ink ore every day, go to work at eight o'clock in the morning, and get off work at five o'clock in the evening or something." ”

Zhang Taiyan frowned, and Mao Xiyu continued: "In addition, this kind of mine is very likely to be mined privately, even without a license to black mine, and if you take a few pieces, it is just something that has no owner." ”

Zhang Taiyan's heart was a little shaken.

Mao Xiyu smiled and said: "Anyway, it's your own business, the choice is yours, if you change your mind, come to me with minerals, and I'll help you make ink." ”