Chapter 3 Stories are bait

A little earlier than the agreed time, Qiming came to the central street paved with bluestone slabs. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeใ€‚ info

Walking around the Hammer Inn twice, the color signal is in a certain room. The image before the signal name shows what the item looks like. A great sword, two shields, a ring, and half a banner. A short knife, a winged helmet......

In secluded corners, he leaned against the wall as much as possible in order to shorten the connection distance. Feeling a little silly in the action, he grinned and randomly found a blue signal command to open.

"Discovery Sequence 872", the picture is a dagger in the shape of a goat's horn.

"Please enter your password. โ€

"And so it was. Qiming shook his head and gave up the input, knowing nothing about the source of the color signal and no guessing the password.

The sound of chirping was noisy, and the children came. Breaking the convention of telling a story continuously, I wonder if it's too rushed? Telling it every other day is calculated. You can't delay others to pick up the black gold rocks, and you have to blend in with your peers. After a lot of hard work, Qiming is still so special in the eyes of others.

The skin is naturally pale, with black hair and black eyes without the slightest variegation. Martha secretly teaches etiquette and writing, which is inadvertently revealed even without blue eyes.

He straightened his clothes and walked to his usual position, clearing his throat.

The story begins......

The seven rangers have found a child named Guo Jing and started teaching him martial arts, but to everyone's disappointment, the child is not smart and acts stupid. Not surprisingly, the dating between the Seven Ranger and the Archbishop would end in failure. The mysterious man loomed out of the night and taught Guo Jing some ways to walk, sleep, and breathe. Miraculously, Guo Jing's cultivation of martial arts has improved and made rapid progress.

Life is changing, perhaps as compensation for his tragic life experience, Guo Jing has many opportunities. Received the appreciation of Chief Temujin and a pair of white eagles and red horses.

Guo Jing's miraculous progress aroused the suspicions of the seven rangers. After the misunderstanding was cleared up, the Seven Rangers and Guo Jing finally knew that the mysterious man was a pope.

The misunderstanding originated from the couple who came on the black wind, the black iron zombie and the bronze zombie. Guo Jing used the short blade given by Archbishop Qiu to kill the bronze zombie and win the battle on the top of the cliff.

After helping the Genghis Khan leader quell the rebellion, Guo Jing and the seven ranger masters left the grassland and went to the Central Plains to participate in the competition agreed upon eighteen years earlier.

In view of the fact that there are many outrageous stories in this world and the effects of yesterday, Qiming slightly exaggerates the effects of martial arts when telling them, and this exaggeration is recorded in the books of Blue Eyes, and they call it Xuanfan. Listening to the scene, the bear children were fascinated.

The vastness of the grassland, the grandeur of the black cliff, the divine steed of the white eagle, the magic of the red horse, and the horror of the skeleton Jingguan appear in front of you one by one.

Pope Ma Yu's internal strength and the madman Mei's white bone claws are words that have never appeared, and they are even more amazing to the children. By the time the story is over today, no one wants to leave.

As they were discussing, the doors of the Hammer Inn rang, the children's eyes straightened, and the words were choked in their throats.

A tall, sunny man stood at the door of the inn. He was about six feet and ten inches, which was very tall for an average height of five feet seven inches in the Sรกmi county. Pale blonde hair, wearing a white knight's outfit. He looked at Qiming with interest and smiled.

Qiming was pleasantly surprised, knowing that he had heard the story. It was a completely heavenly harvest, and fishing with a tool without a hook turned out to be successful!

The children bent down and saluted and dispersed, no longer nostalgic for the story. It's no wonder that Tubaozi hasn't seen the world, it's true. The knights in the story are righteous and kind, like the heroes in Qiming's mouth. The reality is very different.

Because of the mining area, Thorn Hill occasionally has knights coming, in order to deter some people from getting paid by the mine owner. It can be arrogant or tyrannical, full of uneasiness.

"Hello, Mr. Knight, are you interested in my story?" Qiming bowed generously. There was no etiquette taught by Martha, just a bow.

He was afraid of ruffians and scoundrels, not of knights. People with official status always follow the rules.

"I'm interested, come in for a drink?" the knight was unexpectedly kind, and seemed to be more boring than Qiming's daily routine, and politely invited.

"It's an honor. As he answered, he saw a golden signal on the knight.

"Jingle bell ......" rings the bell at the door of the hotel.

At the very back of the small hall is the bar, and on the shelves behind the bar are mouth-watering silver barware. The foyer is large, but the thick and wide solid wood tables on the furnishings are crowded.

Sitting on a high stool, Qiming struggled to stand upright, stretched out his arms and held the wine glass pushed by the knight, which contained fragrant juice. The tavern keeper could tell the difference between the visitors, and the silver wine glasses, which he was usually reluctant to use, were placed on the knight's table. Polished and shiny, it can clearly reflect the human face.

Qiming said, "My name is Qiming Hess. โ€

The knight was solemn: "Apollo? D, from the distant city of Tielan, will stay here for a while. โ€

What is D? Qiming wondered in his heart, although there were many one-word surnames in the story of Blue Eye, and it was the first time he heard it in reality.

Apollo was also puzzled, as powerful as he was, he already possessed amazing intuition beyond mortals. "Hess" couldn't help but remind him of a similar surname - Helios. Looking at the characteristics of Qiming's black eyes and black hair, he smiled slightly.

"We can talk about interesting things to pass the dull time. "The knight found something of interest.

Qiming nodded in agreement, seeing that it was close to noon, chatting seemed to be able to mix a lunch, which was perfect. You can also meet knights with extraordinary strength. As soon as he told some interesting facts about the town, Apollo asked the innkeeper to prepare lunch. As the aroma drifted away, Qiming's unassuming mouth overflowed with saliva, and he always stopped to swallow.

"Damn, it's too rude!" Qiming complained to himself from the bottom of his heart, not wanting to be underestimated by anyone.

Lunch has arrived, and the conversation has shifted to the story.

Apollo chewed on horse meat and expressed his opinion: "It's fate, let me guess, Guo Jing came to the Central Plains to compete with his destined brother, his brother is the complete opposite of him, handsome and extraordinary, followed by inner selfishness and viciousness. He probably had a good court education and a privileged life. โ€

Qiming was surprised, the story behind it has not been told yet, can he guess?

"His father, Iron Heart, is not dead, and his disappearance just means that he will still appear. Why did Yang Kang have such a life? Mrs. Bao Xiweak married a noble person, and she was also the culprit who separated her husband!"

Qiming was already shocked, who is this? Or maybe this story has been circulated elsewhere. Blue-eyed is clearly from another world.

"Have you heard this story? or can read minds."

"I haven't heard of it...... Mind reading is a very novel name, probably to read people's hearts. Very few wizards have this ability, which is called soul reflection. โ€

"You're amazing, can you continue?"

Of course, Yang Kang died in the end, and his death had a lot to do with Guo Jing, perhaps due to his own cleverness. Guo Jing's fate...... He would go to war with the one who appreciated him the most, the Mongol tribe. They have strong chieftains and valiant warriors, and no one will be an opponent. Guo Jing finally interprets the most used word in the story of 'chivalry', which is not just happy and revenge, not narrow-minded. โ€

Qiming was convinced.

"It's all amazing. โ€

Apollo said, "It's amazing that you like the story so much that you imagine yourself as a resident of the Central Plains." When he talked about Mrs. Bao's rescue of the injured, he was not depressed when he was stupid, and he was helpless when the Mongolian leader appeared...... It seems that Guo Jing eventually died in the war, and the Mongol tribes formed a powerful empire. โ€

"Micro expressions?" Qiming had a slight gain in his heart. Apollo looked to be less than forty years old, and he had such a good understanding of psychology. But how could he see his own expression in the inn?

Apollo continued: "Your story goes in the direction of good and evil. In the main values, there must be a price to be paid for violating it, pain and even life. National feud, family feud, filial piety, faithfulness. As an individual, the most important thing is your heart, and even if you lose your life, you will smile in the kingdom of death. If you think about it, a lot of people in the story are doing it. โ€

"Thank you for your teaching. You are very good, can you teach me the ability to perceive things?" Qiming said.

"The more I have experienced it, I know that it is a very strange touch. Some people can understand it without a professor, and some people can't learn it after a lifetime of hard work. If you are interested, you can come to me and try to learn. โ€

Qiming felt that this was similar to the reasoning of seeing Conan's story in the blue eye, how could a normal person know someone's occupation from the wear and tear of the cuffs and the scars on the knees.

"Okay, I'll come to you often, hopefully not bothering you too much. โ€

Apollo was very well-informed, and he said some interesting things out loud. Qiming was bewitched and felt that the knight could be trusted, and he raised a lot of doubts in blue-eyed knowledge, which could be explained without exception. After a good conversation, I forgot a little about connecting to the signal.

Qiming's intelligence and precociousness surprised Apollo and completely confirmed his previous suspicions. He has a legendary experience, and his heart has been tempered like a rock, and he has become interested in the small town boy.

In the afternoon, both of them had a trace of reluctance.