Chapter 126

Luo Qi stood on the edge of the pit, and Du Zhengyi, Mahjong and Guan Xinyue stood on the other side of the pit, waiting for him expectantly. He glared at them in shame, ironically thinking that he had returned to the day when he walked upright for the first time, and the whole family was surrounding him expectantly, and he would be applauded by the whole family when he took a step.

Du Zhengyi told him the essentials, yes, Du Zhengyi is a mage who is better at controlling objects with his mind than mahjong. Of course, Mahjong is a mage who is better at controlling his mind with his mind than Du Zhengyi.

Thinking about the secret from the first god of war in Qionglin, the most talented mage of this generation, Luo Qi increased his confidence a little. Du Zhengyi's teaching method is always more practical than that of school teaching, probably the school textbooks pay more attention to the study of theories and the formation of habits, but Du Zhengyi pays more attention to the practical results. Luo Qi stared at the mound of soil dug up by the pangolin, analyzed and calculated the quality of the soil, the angle of the pile, and silently concentrated all his attention, imagining the movement of the soil.

Legend has it that an ancient mage could move planets by his mind, and he could only move a part of the planet.

Roach focused all his attention on the mound, imagining the whirling force of the wind enveloping the mound, and he closed his eyes and quietly let the power pour down, dust rustling down the walls of the pit.

He opened his eyes, and Guan Xinyue was already squatting on the ground bored, tilting her head and chin on her own hands. He looked at the pit in front of him in amazement, and it was still as deep as the idiot who had dug it up. He glanced desperately at the mound, which was still as strong as a mahjong's grave bag.

"What about Du Zhengyi and mahjong?" Roach asked.

"Shattered by the shockwave you sent." Guan Xinyue said.

"Huh?" Roach's eyes widened.

Guan Xinyue glanced at him, "Du Zhengyi is drinking tea in the house, and mahjong may go back to take a nap." ”

"What?" "They were desperate for me so quickly? ”

"It's been twenty minutes, boss." Guan Xinyue said sharply, "I thought you were a donkey and could sleep standing up." ”

"I'm not sleeping, I'm concentrating. You're a stupid donkey! Luo Qi said angrily, scolding Guan Xinyue across the pit.

Guan Xinyue has been fighting with him for a long time, and has mastered the skills of dealing with the enemy, and does not accept his inferior scolding, and said disdainfully, "Give me a shovel, even if I am a sick girl, I will finish filling the soil in twenty minutes." What's the use of having a mage like you? ”

"Where am I sick with you?"

"Wait, such a little dirt, I think give me a spoon and I'll be bulldozing the mound now." Guan Xinyue said with a smile.

"Luo Qi, don't talk nonsense, hurry up Shaoguang." Before he could return his mouth, Du Zhengyi's voice came from the house.

Luo Qi looked back and saw that all four doors of the hall were open, and Du Zhengyi was sitting leisurely on a mat on the floor of the door, still holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.

Guan Xinyue invisibly got support, slowly stood up triumphantly, stretched her waist, and walked towards Du Zhengyi, while saying, "That's it, if you don't hurry up, your hair is gray and you're still bulldozing here." Don't you feel like a shell? ”

Luo Qi clearly heard Du Zhengyi laugh, and he suddenly turned back to look at Du Zhengyi again, wanting to catch this traitor. Looking back, seeing Du Zhengyi lowering his head and covering his face with a teacup, Guan Xinyue's little girl walked to Du Zhengyi's side, sat down in the newly bought lazy sofa next to Du Zhengyi, and leaned towards Du Zhengyi flatteringly, "Brother." ”

It's still called brother! Rocky stared at her defensively.

"Brother, you always talk so old-fashioned, when you hear it, you are a cultural person, and it is useless to study the same school Roach. Brother, what is the word of the old man who is right with Shaoguangxiang? Guan Xinyue asked.

Roach frowned and glared at her.

"Mulberry evening view." Du Zhengyi replied lightly.

"Haha." Guan Xinyue laughed, glanced back at Luo Qi, stuck out her tongue, and then picked up a mage's book in a pretentious manner, leaned back on the sofa and began to read.

Roach turned back in anger and continued to fight with Mahjong's grave bag with his back to them.

"Brother," Guan Xinyue, who had nothing to do behind him, started talking to Du Zhengyi again, "Brother, how are you going to exchange information with the people you work with in Qionglin, do you still need to meet with them?" It's not good to meet them every time, can I call? ”

"We don't make phone calls, and most of the time we rely on public post stations to deliver non-instant information." Du Zhengyi replied.

"Instantly? Instant messaging is immediately visible like texting and WeChat, right? Is non-instant messaging like the letters we used to mail? I read about the public post in the book, but I didn't quite understand it. Guan Xinyue asked curiously.

"Public post stations are mage post offices scattered all over the country, where letters can be left in secret language, oral messages, images, and texts. There are energy crystals in the public post station, and there are an unknown number of public post stations in this world, forming a postal network. Du Zhengyi said.

"I'm reading this part of ancient history." Guan Xinyue handed the books in her hand to Du Zhengyi, pointed to one of them and said, "Are all your books like this?" The ancient history section is almost entirely mythology, but I found that many parts of mage culture have been established since the time of ancient mythology. For example, the public inn looks as if the mage happened to discover their existence, not the mage who built them. ”

"That's what all the books say, the public inn was created by an ancient mage." Du Zhengyi said.

Roach turned his head and said, "It could be entirely a product of pure nature, but the mage happens to know how to use this natural phenomenon." ”

"Roach, concentrate." Du Zhengyi said politely.

Luo Qi looked at Guan Xinyue resentfully, Guan Xinyue smiled slyly, turned to Du Zhengyi and said, "Brother wants to have refreshments?" I bought a lot of variety yesterday, would you like to try it together? ”

"Don't eat durian-flavored!" Luo Qi hurriedly turned his head and instructed Guan Xinyue.

"Mom." Guan Xinyue whispered.

Luo Qi turned his head angrily, and the most annoying thing was that he saw Du Zhengyi and Guan Xinyue glancing at each other, and there was a sense of agreement in their expressions. He turned around angrily and kicked the mahjong's grave. To his surprise, even Guan Xinyue screamed softly in the room behind him.

It was as if an invisible force swept the mound of soil in front of him, throwing it like a tornado into the flower field opposite the pit where mahjong had sprouted. Du Zhengyi stood up and walked out to look at the flower seedlings that had been broken by the flying sand and stones.

The window of a bedroom was pushed open with a "bang", and Mahjong's head was exposed out of the window, and he frowned and looked around, "How can there be such an unstable flow of power?" Then he saw the land he had worked so, "Roach! You"