After the rhetoric, the road still has to be taken step by step.

This time the old beggar did not taunt the man who was a little agitated and arrogant in his words.

Even if it's a dream, it's better to have a dream than to despair.

Ye Mingke suddenly understood why the old beggar was almost paranoid and persistent on the issue of hoping for the emperor to save the world.

But Ye Mingke just understood, not accepted.

In a chaotic world that is difficult to control, where to find an unchanging perseverance, most of which are not intellectual, but beliefs that do not need to be reasonable.

If you want to live soberly all the time, you must constantly think and deny, deny everything, including denying yourself, just like a footless bird, always flying, never falling to the ground.

But free, vast.

Ye Mingke, who was walking behind a few people, looked at the figure of the tin man in front of him swaying forward in the dark night, and there were many thoughts in his mind.

As he walked, Ye Mingke perceived that the light points of the fire aura floating in this area became more and more dense, and in Ye Mingke's eyes, this dark night turned into a warm red.

But they had clearly escaped the fire that had just been caused by the explosion.

But Ye Mingke didn't have time to be curious, because a high mountain suddenly rose out of the ground in front of them, blocking them.

The appearance of the mountain is so high compared to the surrounding mountains, like a giant that rises up to the night, and the pillars shine brightly on the dark rocks of the mountain body in the vast snowy night.

There was no way forward except to climb the rocky, steep peak, but the old beggar and the tin man kept going.

Go underground.

Ye Mingke was just in a trance, and then he turned into the ground with the old beggar and the tin man, and turned into a not flat but very huge underground cave, and the rocks that were stacked like waves rushed into Ye Mingke's eyes.

It is the beauty of the waves of the rocks, with the power of moving the heart.

Ye Mingke walked among the frozen waves, but as he went deeper into this cave, his attention was gradually attracted by other things.

Iron tools, instruments, all kinds of strange Ye Mingke has never heard of it, he has never seen it, and he can't guess what it is

Technique, the more you go inside, the smoother the cave wall is written, the more you use chalk to write on the cave wall like hemp, it involves extremely advanced thinking about the technique, and some algorithms Ye Mingke has not even learned.

Ye Mingke was not attracted by those colorful gems, but when he saw those advanced techniques walking, he unconsciously moved his steps and approached the cave wall.

I even stopped at the end and looked at the technique above in fascination.

The footsteps in the cave were very clear, and as soon as Ye Mingke stopped, several people in front of him also turned their heads.

The tin man saw Ye Mingke looking at these techniques with some distraction, and walked over.

"You understand?"

"Your solution is novel, but the algorithm is not concise enough. Why don't you use the three-talent algorithm instead of the three-talent algorithm? The accumulation is much longer than the three-talent algorithm here. ”

Ye Mingke's gaze swept from beginning to end, this densely written technique that occupied the wall of the cave more than three meters long.

"But the three-talent algorithm has been lost for many years, and it is only briefly recorded in ancient books. Are you going to be three?"

"It's lost? My aunt didn't tell me when she taught me. ”

Ye Mingke frowned and said.

"Then it's easier to calculate with one or two instruments than to calculate? You must know that this number problem is extended from Taiyi. ”

"But Taiyi and Liangyi are counted earlier than the third Cai is lost. The Tin Man's words were tinged with uncertainty and vague excitement.

"Oh, so it seems that many of the algorithms I learned have been lost in this world?"

Ye Mingke suddenly remembered that when he was in the sea of mist and Jian Jiu calculated and verified the laws of ghosts, Jian Jiu knew far less algorithms than himself.

It seems that the so-called Tianyan chess of the so-called Tianyan master game of Aunt has been ahead of its time in the world, including the world of cultivating immortals, for many years.

The legacy is also more intact.

"Then I'll teach you. Ye Mingke squatted down, looked at the technique written under the cave wall, and touched his chin.

"Good brother, that relationship is good. The tin man couldn't squat down, but he sat down on the ground with a bang, and the hand wrapped in the iron sheet patted Ye Mingke's shoulder vigorously and said.

So then, the two of them sat or squatted on the ground like two children playing in the sand, and discussed the technique.

Say yes...... What about hospitality?

After waiting for a while, the impatient old beggar walked over directly, pinched the iron coat behind the tin man and dragged him deeper into the cave.

Leaving Iron Sheet waving his hands, a long scream resounded throughout the cavern.

"Don't stop me, I want to learn!"

............

Xu Ergou, the word first, the number Xuzi.

The old people in the countryside all believe in a truth, the cheap name is easy to feed, and they will not be caught by jealous ghosts and monsters.

Out of love for his only son, he was given a name called Ergou, full of love and expectations.

Ergou shows that parents do not expect their children to have much achievement, and their greatest expectation for their children is to live safely and undisturbed by ghosts.

To live, it is enough.

But this second dog obviously didn't play according to the routine, and when he was five years old, he turned out to be a poem, which made Muraaka Xiucai, who originally wanted to make fun of his parents' vulgarity, stunned and embarrassed.

Although that Xiucai looked down on the uneducated civilians and was full of arrogance, he had a natural awe of learning. In order not to let the pearl be dusty, he personally paid for Ergou's parents to send their children to a private school in the county.

Although Ergou's parents are illiterate and uneducated, they also know that such a smart child should have a better future.

The three of them forced the reluctant second dog to the county and went to a private school.

It's a pity that although Ergou is still talented in the school, it's a pity that he has no interest in reading and refuses to work hard, and his favorite is still skipping school and returning to a small village, lying on the roof of someone else's house or on a tree to bask in the sun like a dead dog.

Or run out into the field and do all sorts of weird things that no one can understand.

Or take those strange things that you have made to tease another equally strange little girl in the village, who likes to dance with knives and swords in her yard and play strange and good-looking things.

The arrogant Xiucai who sent him to a private school in the village had a headache for him.

Repeatedly forced him back to school.

But the most successful one was just a bet with Ergou, who was not yet ten years old at the time, and the ten-year-old Ergou studied for three days, and then went to take the township exam with a small package and Xiucai.

The results are out, and the high school list is number one.

It's much better than the ranking that Xiucai once achieved.

But the little genius still has no interest in reading and taking fame, and the biggest pleasure is to be a dead dog, do handicrafts, and be a girl.

His father and mother and Xiucai were finally defeated by his salted fish-like personality, and they relaxed their constant discipline of him when they were tired.

Anyway, this child is so smart, it will not be difficult to have food to eat and find a daughter-in-law in the future.

Parents who have been in the fields all their lives are also at ease.

However, they did not expect that, although they had given his son a pariah, who could hide from demons and monsters.

But in this world, in fact, demons have long since died out, and the real horror is no longer demons.

"That year, the duty division got a tip that my father's family was probably hiding in three villages to the east near the county seat, and those immortals were difficult to determine the location, so they released the demon beasts, followed the demon beasts, and washed the three villages in blood. ”

"At that time, Brother Ergou and I were in one of those three villas. ”

"That day, Brother Ergou came to me. We happened to be in the suburbs together, so we escaped the first round of demon beasts, but we were still found by an immortal in the mountains. ”

"It's Brother Ergou, who used the gunpowder just now to set a trap and kill that immortal. ”

"So, in the entire village, only me and Brother Ergou survived. Later, he was found by his father, and in order to avoid being wanted by the Chongxian Order, he hid in this Wanli Longling. Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. ”

There was a soft sound of water in the cave, and Liu Xi's faint voice of remembrance and sadness echoed in the cave.

Ye Mingke finally understood who this magical tin man was, and subconsciously raised his head to look at him.

At this time, the tin man had already removed his set of iron armor, and was strictly placing the iron armor and the things brought by the old beggar and his party neatly, without a trace of clutter.

Just like this incredibly large and beautiful cave, everything and even every stone is in order.

seemed to feel Ye Mingke's gaze, and not far away, he turned his head and glanced at Ye Mingke. He was tall and thin, and his long face, though somewhat handsome, was a little infatuated and morbidly pale.

Like a person who hasn't seen the sun for a long time.

"Brother Ergou is very obsessed with the power of firearms, especially after encountering immortal disasters in the mountain village, he is even more devoted to the research and development of firearms, wanting to find firearms that can make mortals kill immortals. This armor is the damage that Brother Ergou may have caused to him due to the explosion of stones that he had blown during the prevention test. ”

At this time, the old beggar on the side didn't know what unhappy past he remembered again, and muttered.

"FirearmsFirearms are nothing more than the most things used to blow up the city gates in mortal warfare. Where is much use in real battles. ”

"This kid obviously has good roots and a good understanding, but I wanted to take him as an apprentice several times back then, but he just insisted on engaging in these strange tricks and tricks. ”

"Even the imperial examinations in the mortal world of Great Xia have only designed literary examinations and martial examinations, and throughout the ages, where have anyone ever heard of people who have made some achievements because of the invention of firearms. ”

"People, literature is people-oriented, martial arts is also person-oriented, object-oriented, and it is unwise to abandon the basics and chase the end!"