The next day, Sangsang went to the red sleeves again. She called Xiaocao down from the upper floor and walked to a secluded place in the back garden, she looked at Xiaocao and stopped, her thin fingers kept twisting the corners of her clothes, and she looked extremely nervous.

"What are you doing so mysterious?" Xiaocao looked at her with open eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

After hesitating for a long time, Sang Sang lowered his voice and said, "Last night...... The young master suddenly asked me how old I was. ”

Xiaocao rubbed her head in confusion and asked, "And then?"

"No then. Sang Sang shook his head, frowned and thought for a long time before continuing: "I always feel that the young master is a little weird now, and a few days ago he often said that I don't have a mood or anything. ”

Xiaocao gasped, stared at Sang Sang's slightly dark little face with round eyes, thin body, and said incredulously: "You are so dark and thin, and you are still so young, he actually refuses to let go? ”

In the mountain behind the academy, listening to the roar of the waterfall smashing into the Qingtan not far away, Ning Que pushed open the fence and walked into the small courtyard, waving vigilantly to drive the big white goose away, looking at the second senior brother who came out, he couldn't help frowning, thinking that everyone Jian called the second senior brother like that yesterday, could it be that he really did something to Jian everyone or something inferior to beasts or beasts?

The second senior brother handed over a few books and said, "The day before yesterday, I found a few old books of armor carving talismans over the cliff cave, thinking that you have been keen on carving talismans on weapons recently, and you should need it, so I called you to come and take it and take a look." ”

Ning Que took the book to express his gratitude, but did not leave immediately, but looked at his face and stopped talking, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Brother Erge, has anyone ever called you Xiao Momo?"

The second senior brother, who is strict and square, and pays great attention to manners and posture, no matter how you imagine it, cannot be associated with a name like Xiao Momo. When Ning Que mustered up the courage to say it, he was already mentally prepared to be beaten by the second senior brother with the rules of the hospital, but he didn't expect that when the second senior brother heard the word Xiao Momo, he didn't get angry, but his body suddenly stiffened, and his expression looked a little dazed, as if he was recalling something.

After a long time, the second senior brother stared into his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Have you seen Aunt Jian?"

Looking at the expression of the second senior brother, it was obvious that he and Jane were acquainted, Ning Que cheered in his heart, secretly thinking about the truth hidden behind the dark history of the academy, could it really be dug up by himself?

"Don't think about anything. ”

The second senior brother frowned and said, "Aunt Jian was familiar with the junior uncle back then, and she was considered an elder. ”

Ning Que was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the truth of the facts and the few answers he had guessed could not match. This was the second time he had heard of Uncle Xiao in the mountains behind the academy, and whether it was Chen Pipi before or the second senior brother at this time, his expression was extremely strict and respectful when he mentioned Uncle Xiao.

A character who can make a proud and stinky genius like the second senior brother and Chen Pipi feel admired from the bottom of his heart, you can imagine how powerful it is, Ning Que wants to know what kind of Cheng dù the little uncle who has never met is amazing.

"Senior brother, junior uncle...... What kind of person is it?"

"Uncle Junior...... is an amazing person. ”

"Greater than the Master?"

"That's different, great. ”

"Where is Uncle Xiao now?"

"He's dead. ”

Uncle Xiao's story may not have such a good ending, so the second senior brother didn't tell Ning Que too much about the past history except for a few simple introductions. Ning Que naturally felt a little regretful, but he couldn't hug the thigh of the second senior brother like Sang Sang pestered himself to tell stories when he was a child, and said, Say it, you can say it......

Leaving the small courtyard and walking in the opposite direction to the middle of the cliff flat, walking under a certain green tree, Ning Que felt a little hot, took out a very small rune paper that had been cut from his sleeve, patted it lightly with both hands, and then turned it up together, and the rune paper could no longer be seen in the palm of his hand, only half of the clear water could be seen.

He washed his face with the water in his palm, facing the breeze beside the tree, his slightly wet cheeks felt cool and pleasant, he sighed with satisfaction, and then sighed helplessly, shook his head and said to himself: "Handsome is handsome, and it is more than enough for magicians to make women happy today, but if it is used for fighting, it seems to be useless." ”

As a rune master, Master Yan Se naturally has no problems with his vision, and Ning Que's potential or qualification in the rune path is indeed rare in the world. These days, he has been immersed in the world of runes, and the speed of progress is astonishingly fast, and he began to realize that rainy night, and now he has mastered more than two hundred valid runes.

It's a pity that the casting speed of the rune is too slow, and the difficulty of relying on it to fight is too high, not to mention that Ning Que's own cultivation realm is too low, and now he is still wandering in the realm of not confusing, relying on throwing out the rune paper to meet the enemy, but he is afraid that his body will be cut into hundreds by the flying sword, and the rune paper in his hand has just begun, and he has even carefully assessed that if he fights with the rune path now, it is better to still carry the three knives behind his back.

He had always remembered the words that Master Yan Se had said inadvertently. In real-time battles, the rune master must rely on the infinitive charm in order to faintly overwhelm the cultivation battle of the same realm, but only the divine rune master can draw the infinitive charm!

Ten years later, the Rune Master ...... What should he do if he encounters an enemy within ten years? Although after entering the Cave Xuan Realm, Fu Dao will definitely play a more powerful role in battle, but after all, it can only play a supporting role.

Ning Que has been fighting all his life, fighting to survive, fighting to wash away the blood on his hands, so now his life is so good, he is happy in the academy and Chang'an City every day, but he still hasn't forgotten to be prepared for danger in peace.

The days of hardship have created the blues essence under his hip-hop exterior, and the countless trials of life and death have made him accustomed to being constantly on guard against the cold arrows shot from behind and the dangers he may encounter in the future.

"What if...... Now that Xiahou is standing on the other side of the tree, what can you do?"

Ning Que looked at the big green tree and asked himself very seriously, and then he fell into a long silence, his mind kept rotating and combining between runes and martial arts, looking for a way to strengthen his own combat power.

I don't know how long it took, he finally stopped thinking, walked up the paved stone path to the right hand of the big green tree, and followed the smell of water steam and the stove into the sixth senior brother's iron-striking room.

After Jinshi entered the room, he didn't grab the heavy hammer as a helper for the sixth senior brother for the first time, but walked to a dark corner, came to the fourth senior brother, bowed down and said a few words.

The fourth senior brother's brows furrowed slightly, nodded, stood up and walked out of the house with him.

Behind the house is the clear stream, and the plump koi of various colors swim slowly in the water almost motionless, as if they are statues of jade fish frozen in the stream.

The sky of the academy is bright, the fish of the heavenly academy are happy fish, although you need to beware of the surprise attack of those birds, but at least they don't have to work hard to forage around, and there will be a big white goose to feed them every day when they arrive at the fixed point. The old fish will naturally be fat and lazy after a long time.

The waterwheel creaks and turns, drawing the water into the bamboo pipes and then into the blacksmith's room.

The two sat by the stream not far from the waterwheel, the bamboo forest covered the sun overhead, and it was cool all around.

The fourth senior brother took out a pile of fine carving knives, rulers, lines and paints from the bag, picked up a round stone from the side of the stream, and began to carve it intently with a carving knife.

Ning Que picked up a round stone in his imitation, and carefully drew on the stone with a water-resistant paint pen, and with the movement of the tip of the pen, several complex lines running back and forth appeared on the stone surface. Suddenly, he felt a little tricky and didn't know how to continue, so he couldn't help but look up at the stone in the fourth senior brother's arms.

"Senior brother, there is something wrong with your line drawing, right? How can the wind talisman be engraved so wide?"

The fourth senior brother didn't raise his head, and said: "The stone is too heavy, if you want to borrow the wind breath pumice stone, of course you need more lines, deeper and wider to stimulate more wind breath." ”

Ning Que looked at the stone in his arms, stared at the lines on the stone, frowned, and said, "But the deeper and wider the lines, the faster the wind breath condensed in the rune lines will leak faster, how to solve this?"

The fourth senior brother raised his head and asked after a long silence, "What do you think?"

Ning Que hesitated and said, "Otherwise...... Use wooden characters to build bridges, and first limit yourself to death?"

"If death is restricted, how can you condense the wind and the earth in the talisman?"

"A little trick. ”

"A little trick...... After condensing, it is fully sealed, and when it is activated, the trick of the wooden talisman opens on its own, which seems to be feasible. ”

"Shall we try then?"

"There's no harm in trying.

The waterwheel by the clear stream squeaked and turned its head, and the sound of striking iron in the room behind the stream sounded rhythmically, among these sounds, mixed with the whispered discussion between Ning Que and the fourth senior brother, this picture really made people feel calm.

I don't know how long it took, the rune on the cobblestone in the fourth senior brother's arms was carved first, and then, Ning Que also finished his work, the two of them glanced at each other, and put the stone on the flat ground by the stream.

The two of them slowly closed their eyes and began to perceive the runes that the touch mold had inspired them to carve on the stone face.

I saw a gust of wind on the two cobblestones by the stream, and the ants and bamboo leaves under the stones moved.

Yet the stone sat quietly on the side of the stream, like the lazy and fat koi in the stream, hidden in the shadow under the blades of the waterwheel, refusing to move at all.

Ning Que and the fourth senior brother opened their eyes almost at the same time, staring at the small ones with big eyes, dumbfounded.

"Wishful thinking. The fourth senior brother sighed and said, "To make a heavy object soar into the air, it takes countless runes to form a formation to do it, and you want to use such a small rune to achieve the same effect, it's really ...... Wish for the moon. ”

Ning Que said regretfully: "I thought that there were so many idiots in our academy, and there would always be some miracles. ”

"But it's not necessarily impossible. ”

The fourth senior brother threw the stone into the stream and motioned for Ning Que to throw the stone down as well.

There was a pop of water, and the fat fish who were sleeping in addition to eating and sleeping were frightened to run around, and finally ushered in precious exercise time, and the stream in the shadow of the waterwheel blades suddenly became empty.

"Try again. ”

The fourth senior brother said to Ning Que.

Ning Que stood on the bank of the stream, looking at the round stone at the bottom of the shallow stream, looking at the faintly visible lines on the stone surface, took a deep breath, his eyes drooped slightly, and his hands exposed outside his sleeves lightly built a bridge, and the mental power in the sea was integrated into the breath of heaven and earth around him, and he clearly felt the round stone in the stream.

The shallow stream suddenly rippled slightly, and there seemed to be a very fine air flow splashing out around the cobblestone at the bottom of the stream, and the disturbed aquatic plants swayed gently, and then the cobblestone trembled slightly, as if it was about to walk.