In addition to plucking and practicing musical instruments for a period of time and singing a few songs every day, Su Weiwei can spend the rest of her time freely, practicing calligraphy, composing poems, composing music, or leaning in front of the dragon and phoenix platform like this, stroking and playing with Mu Zhen in her hands, thinking about a person in a daze, with a smile on her face from time to time, and her eyes are quite confused.

The knock on the door was soft, Su Weiwei's expression changed greatly, the delicate and slightly silly expression just now disappeared immediately, she quickly stood up, checked her makeup in the vanity mirror, and confirmed that there was no flaw, then gently opened the door, revealing a bright smile, like the most beautiful flower in spring.

"I'm sorry Miss Su, I'm late. ”

Yue Heng looked tired, the first day of the magic circle class was quite informative, there were too many things to inquire about, just on the carriage that went down the mountain just now, he was reading a basic formation book, and at this time he met Su Weiwei, and later he had to go downstairs to find Lei Fat Man and the shopkeeper Hu of Taishang Restaurant to discuss important matters, and the time was pressing.

"Son-in-law, please drink tea~" Noticing that Yue Heng's face was not good, Su Weiwei was a little distressed, and brought her the best flower tea here, which had the effect of refreshing and dispelling tiredness.

Yue Heng drank tea, and said, "Miss Su, for most of the next half a month, you may be busy with spring hunting, and you don't have much time to come here to drink tea and chat." However, the story of the Yang family who promised Miss Su every day will still insist on telling it. I thought of a way to deliberately seek the Taishang Restaurant, opened up a storytelling field, and insisted on telling a story in the Taishang Restaurant every day. ”

Lei Fatzi came over with three stone slips last night, and it took him a day to persuade the shopkeeper Hu to get half an hour of storytelling time every day in the lobby on the first floor.

At that time, the restaurant will send invitations to rich and distinguished guests, and Lei Fatzi will also make a big splash in the county academy, and will also sell phantom stone slips and various peripheral goods at a high price.

This business plan has been recognized by many parties, Yue Heng didn't think much about it at all, he mentioned at that time that he had to give a lecture in Taishang Restaurant, just to take care of Su Weiwei, just to meet the same satisfaction, make money, make fame, and by the way, meet the requirements of the beauty, Yue Heng felt that he could kill more than one stone.

Syllable!

The teacup lid in Su Weiwei's hand accidentally fell off and fell into pieces, and the dazed distraction on her face disappeared, and she hurriedly lowered her head to clean up the pieces.

"Miss Su, what's wrong with you?" Yue Heng didn't think deeply at all, he had just said that huge and detailed business plan, his heart was full of excitement for fame and fortune, and he was eager to share it with the beauty.

Su Weiwei casually responded to Yue Heng's concern, she turned sideways, her eyes were slightly evasive, and her heart was bitter: "Wrongdoer, where does the slave family need a book a day?"

Seeing the smug excitement on Yue Heng's face at the moment, the excitement of a successful person, Su Weiwei couldn't bear to spoil his good mood, and asked, "Gongzi Yue, are you mainly facing the literati and martial artists in the palace to earn contribution points?"

Yue Heng nodded heavily: "That's right, it's true, I just learned today that the research of the magic circle is so expensive, and this is also my last resort!"

In addition to using the divine sense to experience the various circles in the study of magic circles, the fastest and best way is to draw an identical magic circle by hand.

However, the carrier of the magic circle, that is, the material of the text plate "Tianxin Stone", is expensive, and the ministries of culture and culture of various countries strictly control the core magic circle on the one hand, and strictly control the output of the "Tianxin Stone" on the other hand.

Yue Heng took out the discarded Sansheng Stone and showed it to Liu Jingting, and asked, "Why can this Sansheng Stone directly contain the power of the runes, but the Tianxin Stone can't directly contain the power of the runes?"

Liu Jingting explained: "The special thing about the Sansheng Stone is that it has its own function of energy storage and release, which is a rare law between heaven and earth, so the power of the runes can be used immediately after being infused into it. The Tianxin Stone lacks the ability to store and release, but it has a stronger carrying capacity than the Sansheng Stone, so the Wenpan can be engraved with a more powerful magic circle, and the number of uses is not limited, and the Sansheng Stone can only carry the power of smaller runes, and the number of uses is also limited. ”

Engrave the magic circle on the Tianxin Stone, in addition, there must be Fuxi Xingchen ink, as well as the Xingchen carving knife used by senior craftsmen, although these consumables are available to Liu Jingting, but they are not supplied for free, one hundred contribution points for a low-level Xingchen carving knife, two hundred contribution points for a bottle of small Xingchen ink, about a dozen times of use will be scrapped, and you have to buy again.

Yue Heng said apologetically: "Miss Su, spring hunting is a big deal, and there are a lot of enemies in the mansion, so in order to protect yourself, you can only do this." ”

Su Weiwei said softly: "Son-in-law, men should put their careers first, in fact, you ...... Don't waste time here at the slave house......"

Yue Heng heard the grievances in the middle, and hurriedly said: "Miss Su, I don't mean that in Xia, I really like to chat and talk with Miss Su." It's just, it's just that time is tight recently, I'm afraid I can't come over on time, and I ask Miss Su to forgive me. ”

Su Weiwei's eyes were a little red, she turned sideways and covered them with her cuffs, quietly wiped them, and turned into that professional smile full of strangeness: "Gongzi Yue~ No need to explain, the slave family can understand you." ”

Is this understood? Why does it sound like angry words? Yue Heng sighed secretly, today he felt that Su Weiwei's mood was weird, and now he finally realized that something was wrong with him.

But he really has no choice, he also wants to be beautiful in his arms, every day before the moon, sing a little song, dance, but he can't do it!

Time is pressing, if you miss the promotion after the spring hunt, if you want to quickly become a third-level bachelor, I don't know how many years you have to survive.

What if he has more resonant texts? The increase of talent is not achieved overnight, but needs to be accumulated over time, reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, and exchanging experience for it.

In order to give birth to the runes, the "resonant text" is very important, and "immersiveness" and "heart path" are also necessary conditions, and "heart path" has a deep relationship with experience!

Today, the two did not continue to talk to Yaxing, Yue Heng left a stone slip that recorded his vision, and left in embarrassment.

Before he had gone far, he heard a slightly desolate sound of the piano, and the sound of the heavenly sound turned into his ears, but like a lost girl, he told his sorrow:

“

Loneliness ~ winter plum withered, pieces of plain white, turned into spring mud ~

Lang ~ The slave is waiting for you, looking at the prime minister, just asking for a story~"

Many people have heard the lyrics of this "Silang Song", many noisy private rooms have quieted down, and even the people who are walking around in a hurry have stopped and quietly savored the grievances and sorrows in this song.

Yue Heng only felt a sour feeling in his heart, and sighed in his heart that it was all my fault, and he had a strong urge to go back to her, but Lei Fat Man and Hu Shopkeeper stopped him.

Yes, Lei Fatzi negotiated the business, and today the two of them came over to prepare for the layout of the venue, and the shopkeeper Hu praised the heroic boy again and again, and pulled Yue Heng and Lei Fatzi down in the lobby.

Although he couldn't hear "Silang Song" in the lobby on the first floor, Yue Heng's voice and melody kept echoing in his mind, he waved his hand, and said to Lei Fatzi and Hu Shopkeeper, who were dancing happily, and that sense of accomplishment was gone: "I don't have any requirements, you can do it." ”

The remaining two businessmen got together and talked about spittle, Yue Heng looked up in the direction of the fourth floor, there was an indescribable depression in his heart, and he asked himself: "The Fuxi gods are above, is it right for me to do this?"

......

Today is a public education course for new children, Ji Cong walked into the main hall, habitually glanced around, and frowned: "I haven't seen him for three days, where did this guy go?"

There are also Xi Musheng and these people who have this question, these guys who used to be curious about Yue Heng have also discovered this problem, since the persuasion, Yue Heng has disappeared for a few days, and no one knows where he went.

"Hey, do you know that a masked troubadour has come to Shanxiafang City in the past few days, telling the legendary story "Yang Jiajiang"?"

"What legend, the troubadour still needs a mask?"

"Hey, I've heard about it, the story of "Yang Jiajiang" is terrible, the martial arts academy is crazy, almost half of the martial artists want to listen to it, I heard that the martial soul can stir after listening to it!"

"Yes, yes, last night, someone in our literati academy also said this, the literati shrine can also resonate, which is of great help to the growth of talent and the cultivation of runes!"

Xi Musheng frowned, he heard this argument again, and since yesterday, this matter has been spread everywhere in the entire county academy.

This time, his little brother also began to spread the news, and Xi Musheng couldn't help but correct: "Hey, hey, hey, don't spread such a god, is it good? What can make the divine palace resonate and the martial soul stir is only the resonant text and the war song and war poem, so what is "Yang Jiajiang"? The story told by the troubadour's mouth, can there be good things? Don't be deceived by others and count the money for others and say good things!"

The first brother was unconvinced and said: "Brother Xi, you may be really wrong this time, we tried it out once last night, and we really felt that the talent of the Divine Palace has changed!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we left the school last night, someone took the projection equipment from the craftsman academy and read a stone slip that recorded the phantom, and the phantom in it was talking about "Yang Jiajiang", the story is really very good, thrilling, I want to listen to it again tonight!"

Xi Musheng sneered and said: "First take free things to trick you into taking the bait, and then wait for you to spend money to buy them, this little trick is too easy to see!"

The others didn't bother to argue with him, and went to discuss in a low voice, and the words "Yang Jiye", "Pan Bao", and "Eight Sages King" kept reaching Xi Musheng's ears, making him disgusted and curious on the other.

In the past two days, Lei Fatzi hired five people, holding projection equipment engraved with illusion arrays, and constantly showed the first episode of "Yang Jiajiang" to people in the county school for free.

Soon, the whole government knew about such a thing.

-- Singing the praises of great women who are brave and good at fighting, carrying forward the spirit of sacrifice to defend the family and defending the country, the last storyteller in the Zhongyuan world has worked hard and dedicated, the legendary resonant war poem story "Yang Jiajiang", and the joint dedication of Taishang Restaurant and the County Academy!