Rainstorm.

It has been raining heavily for several days, and it is still going on.

The clothes on his body had not yet dried, and Lin felt a little cold, and was awakened by the cold. And the warm breath came from the hazy firelight in front of him, which made him involuntarily get closer to keep warm.

Lin rubbed his head, which was still a little swollen, and only then did he become a little more sober. He dragged his tired body to sit up, only to find that his body had been covered with a very rough blanket at some point, and the wound on his leg had also been bandaged and fixed.

Lin was slightly stunned, and then remembered what happened the day before.

He couldn't help but look up at the fire, and then he saw a thin young man, who was now adding firewood to the fire with a deep face.

The young man's name is Qiao Liang, he is not very old, but he is twelve or thirteen years old, his facial features are clear and distinct, but his face looks childish, and he exudes a sense of maturity that does not match his age. His clothes are shabby, with a lot of patches, and it seems that his family is not very good, and it is even possible that he is an orphan who is crawling and displacing at the bottom, but although his clothes are simple, they are very clean and tidy, which is rare at the bottom, and it makes people have a subtle sense of incongruity.

Lin remembered that the night before, it seemed that the boy had fished himself up from the river.

It turned out that after An An found out that Lin had escaped with the help of Xia Lin, he felt quite angry, and immediately sent his subordinates to launch a vigorous search and pursuit of Lin non-stop.

But An An also knew in his heart that it was really unrealistic to catch a real prophet in this way, but if he just let Lin Shun go back to the country of the stream smoothly, he felt quite angry. So in the end, An An rolled his eyes, and immediately did a very immoral thing: he sent people to spread rumors on a very large scale in the border area of Tianying and the country of Jianzhi, saying that there was a perverted murderer who was like a murderer and used demonic magic to haunt the neighborhood recently, which made all the people panic, and even the local government posted a notice reminding everyone to always pay attention to the whereabouts of the murderer and report it in time if it was found. And the characteristic of this murderer is that his eyes are different, but it is not tailor-made for Lin!

For An An, even if he can't do anything to Lin, he must be disgusted and disgusted with him!

At the same time, Rin's actions are indeed limited by the influence of the rumors of a perverted murderer, so that he has to keep a low profile to reduce people's attention. And entering the city in the bright light was already impossible for Lin, so he had to take advantage of the fact that there were few guards patrolling at night, so he found an opportunity to sneak into the city secretly.

But who would have expected that the rainstorm the night before would be so heavy, and when he crossed the stream directly on the forest path, he broke the bridge railing, so that he accidentally fell into the river and injured his leg. At that time, it was this young man who found Lin struggling in the river and dragged him ashore.

And after such a toss, Lin, who was already exhausted from hurrying, felt that his body was even more tired, so he simply closed his eyes, lay down and fell asleep. In the end, it was the boy who used his strength to nursing, and dragged him to this abandoned shack that was leaking on all sides.

When Qiao Liang saw that Lin was awake, he stood up and patted the ashes on his hands, and then said impatiently: "It's not dead yet?

Unexpectedly, this kid has a big temper!

Lin smiled and said kindly: "But now that it's raining heavily outside, and my leg is injured again, where else can I go?" It turned out that this shack with wind leaking on all sides was this child's home.

"I can't take care of this! I was already merciful when I picked you up yesterday, is it possible that I have to take care of you all the time?" Qiao Liang said quite coldly, and then left Lin aside. He himself walked to the corner of the room, then removed the straw scattered on the floor, and tinkered with it alone, not knowing what he was doing, and looked very focused.

This naturally aroused Lin's curiosity, after all, he had nothing to do now and was quite bored, so he slowly moved to Qiao Liang's side, and then looked down, and found that there were different types of magic circles painted on the ground, and there were more than a dozen. At the same time, there are some books and formation diagrams scattered on the side, which are already very worn, and I don't know where this kid got them.

At this time, Qiao Liang also noticed that Lin was looking at him, but he didn't pay attention to Lin, just continued to look at the magic circle on the ground.

Lin accosted, "Are you a mage?"

"Yes. Although Qiao Liang didn't seem to be willing to deal with Lilin, he still answered.

"Have you ever attended a mage school? It's all self-taught?" Lin asked again.

"How can there be any mage school in the border area where this bird doesn't?, and even if there is, they won't want ...... from people like me," Qiao Liang said expressionlessly, and from his tone, he couldn't tell what mood he was in now.

I see.

For some reason, Lin suddenly became interested in this precocious child, so he asked, "Since you are a mage, can you launch a magic circle to show me?"

"What spell do you want to see? How about this?" Unexpectedly, after hearing Lin's request, Qiao Liang didn't show his impatience as before, but began to seriously consider which magic circle to activate, and pointed to a magic circle on the ground and asked.

Lin smiled and said gently, "It's okay." ”

So, Qiao Liang put his hand on a magic circle of thunder spells on the ground, and the magic circle instantly emitted an extremely dazzling light, and the faint blue lightning flashes and piercing thunder instantly filled the entire room.

After about a minute, the thunder light gradually dissipated.

Qiao Liang patted the dust on his hands and said lightly, "See, this is a spell." ”

Lin didn't speak, with a thoughtful expression.

He reached out and touched the ground where the circle was drawn: there was almost no difference between the height of the circle and the side of it, and the ground was cool to the touch, without any temperature difference from the ground next to it.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Seeing Lin is performance like this, Qiao Liang felt a little strange, so he asked.

"Do you know how to use magic weapons?" asked Lin.

"Magic weapon?" Qiao Liang glanced up at Lin and showed a mocking expression at the same time: "How could you ask such a question?

"So you've never used a magic weapon?"

"Nope. ”