Nisse turned his head suddenly, looked at the old man solemnly, and defended: "But, but you tell me, I won't say it myself, don't ......?"

The old man held his pipe and waved his hand, "You think too simply, it's like a wick, I told you, it's like lighting it, but the terrible thing is that it can't be extinguished from now on, it will change you, change everything about you." When you see those people, your eyes will change, your expression will change, all your mannerisms will change. ”

"Huh!"

The sparse gray beard under his chin began to tremble, and his rapid breathing caused the white smoke from his pipe to disperse rapidly, "Maybe you don't know the terrible insight of those people, that, that can be compared to their shamelessness, so the best way to keep them unaware is for you not to know what happened." ”

Looking at the old man's slightly sad expression, Nisse stopped talking, he knew that no matter how much he asked, he would not be able to get an answer, because no one would know the old man in front of him better than him, he looked sloppy and casual, but his bones were full of stubbornness, incomprehensible stubbornness.

This is not the first time this kind of conversation has ended, so it is not surprising that it ended in this way, and you can get used to it after more experience.

Nisse turned back and continued to eat, and halfway through eating, he suddenly said calmly: "There was an incident in the tavern today, I—I almost couldn't hold back, but I don't think I'm right to hold back, I have a strange feeling, but I can't say it. ”

With that, he put a spoonful of rice into his mouth, he was just a statement, and he didn't need any answers.

He just wanted to fill another spoonful, but found that at some point, the old man actually took off his shoes, smacking his pipe and picking his toes, which made Nisse angry and his eyes flashed with gold stars, "Dead old man, did you wash your hands before cooking?"

"Hey, hey, it's okay!"

The old man picked at it a few more times, then put his shoes on with a smile and said leisurely, "Oh, yes, where did you just go?

"Hmm!"

"Well, then you must have seen a woman again, and she looks good, isn't it?"

The old man poked his wrinkled face in front of Nisse, grinned and said, "Hehe, what's the matter, don't you like it, bring it back and let the old man see it too?"

Unexpectedly, Nisse flicked directly on the old man's forehead, and the old man pretended to be in pain and dodged away, and then began to laugh.

"Alright, you're laughing!"

Nisse scolded angrily, "I just feel that she is pitiful, so I ......"

"So, you have the urge to kill today, don't you!"

The old man pouted, his face full of disdain, "Cut! It's exactly like your father, confused! Just you still pity others, you little rabbit cub is the most pitiful person in the world, do you know! Your father was a pity for others back then......

As he spoke, the old man stopped abruptly, quite professionally, "Okay, don't talk too much, waste your tongue, you hurry up and eat! After eating, go back to the house and meditate." Also, looking at it like this, it should rain again tomorrow, so let's cross out another one. ”

A moment later, there was an extra piece of worn-out parchment on the counter, densely covered with names, but mostly covered with red crosses.

"Just him!"

The old man pointed to the penultimate name with his withered fingers—Chino Albaya.

Nisse glanced at it casually and asked softly, "Old man, is it that all the people above have been crossed out, and it will be over." ”

After speaking, he saw the answer he didn't want to see, and the old man shook his head slowly at him, "It's still early, these are just some small minions." What's the matter? Are you tired?"

After a wry smile, Nisse shook his head, "It's just that it's a strange feeling, you know he's your enemy, but you, you can't hate it." ”

Night.

In the humble room in the backyard, Nisse sat quietly cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed very naturally, and his hands were gently placed on his knees with their palms up.

Gradually, I don't know how long later, that familiar feeling came again, and Nisezhi felt his body lighter and lighter, like a feather, and finally it even seemed to lose weight.

Then, his soul seemed to float slowly as it lost its weight, detached from its entire body, light and free. His soul flew higher and higher, and slowly, he seemed to be able to see the planet under his feet in its entirety.

The sky was full of stars so bright and gorgeous that Nesser could see the constellations of angels, the galaxies of the gods, and even sometimes, he could feel a faint but desirable light in that extremely distant place, which represented the mysterious and great light of creation.

The sea of clouds and the galaxy flow endlessly, flowing like time.

It was a daily compulsory lesson for Nisse, and he had been doing it for fourteen years, at first the system imposed by the old man, when he was a doll who was powerless to resist and had to be slaughtered.

And when he had the ability to resist, he found that it had become his habit, and it was difficult to quit.

What's more, when he meditates, it is the most peaceful moment in his heart, there are no worries, no memories, no helpless struggles, and no inexplicable fears.

On this continent, whether it is a magician, a knight or a swordsman, meditation is their most basic practice, but they have essential differences.

Knights and swordsmen can only explore their own origin through meditation, and after understanding their own bodies, they can force out the hidden power that humans themselves possess through arduous cultivation, and eventually they can condense a powerful fighting qi, and even a very few people can finally refine their fighting qi to the peak state, and at that time, they will be called paladins and sword masters by the world.

Therefore, any person, as long as he is willing to calm down and cultivate, can endure loneliness and pain, they can become an excellent knight or swordsman.

However, human beings are born unequal, unlike knights and swordsmen, magicians can not only explore their own origin through meditation, they can also sense the most basic elements between heaven and earth, through cultivation, they can communicate with these elements, and even control within a certain limit, just those, what fire magic or what water magic and so on.

Obviously, to become a magician, patience, perseverance and diligence are not enough, you also have to have that rather precious talent.

There was once a great magister who once said that his success is made up of 1% talent and 99% diligence, but although this sentence sounds very inspiring, I don't know that most people can show that 99% of their diligence, but they can't get that 1% of talent.

In terms of cultivation speed, magicians are naturally much slower than knights and swordsmen, so at the beginning, magicians are just vases playing with some small tricks in front of those two.

However, once the magician reaches a certain level, his terrifying power gradually begins to appear, and it is natural to open the mountain and cut off the stream, and even some magicians can even launch forbidden techniques such as heavenly thunder to attack, and the power makes people shudder when they hear it.

From a certain theoretical level, only knights above the dragon knight can really enter the magic eye of the magician, and the swordsman is even more pitiful, a big and mage can be on an equal footing with a sword saint, you know, the big and mage can't even enter the top three in the level of the magician, and the sword master is already the pinnacle of the swordsman.

However, no matter how pitiful the swordsman is, he can't pity Nisse at this time, his meditation can neither perceive his own origin, nor can he feel the flow of external elements.

In fact, even Nisse himself didn't know what the meaning of his meditation would be, and the only thing he had gained was the surprising calmness.

Of course, Nisse still vaguely guessed something, that is, his speed of the knife is getting faster and faster, but he doesn't know if it has something to do with his meditation.

For Nisse, the last moment of meditation is a blurred mind, and then a full sleep on his pillow.

Tonight was no exception, and with the blink of an eye from a star outside the window, Nisse collapsed on the bed, and a moment later the faint snoring sounded.