Nightfall

> .. In the process of cleaning up, Ning Que saw the chess board. After a short pause, he threw the chess board into the corner, and then reached out to pick up the **** umbrella, and could not help shaking his head. [.⒌1.]

Compared with the appearance of the past ten years, the current **** umbrella has changed a lot. The greasy grime on the umbrella surface has completely disappeared, revealing a very thin and pure black cloth, and several places on the edge appear After a few breaks, it looked miserable.

The **** umbrella that was indestructible in the past and can withstand all attacks in the world has actually become this look. One can imagine how terrifying the power of the Buddhist light in the Lanke Temple.

Ning Que continued to clean up, sorting the iron arrows, paper runes, and spare replacement arrow clusters into different categories and putting them in a convenient place for use. Then he lifted up the floor of the carriage and put the dry food hidden in it, and the stones needed to start the carriage run. , And some things like the goblin yellow fruit eaten by the **** horse.

According to the current quantity, it should be possible to ensure that he returns to the academy from the wasteland. Even if the dry food is not enough, he will not worry that he will not be able to find food in the wasteland, and finding water is not a difficult thing for him. It takes a lot of effort to write a few more water symbols.

The rune paper in the copper basin had long since disappeared and turned into a yellow warm flame.

This is the fire symbol written by Ning Que a long time ago. It looks great. In fact, both the flame temperature and the length of time are very common. In the small pot on the copper basin, the water has just boiled, the rice grains are rolling up and down in the water, and the color is stingy to feed the water. When it is cooked, it is not known how long it will take.

Ning Que walked off the carriage with a ground ginseng, called the **** horse guarded hundreds of feet away, and touched the mane on his neck, thinking about the picture of living and dying in the Lanke Temple. Moved, said: "From now on, I have a mouthful of meat, and I have a mouthful of soup."

After saying this, he stuffed the ginseng into the mouth of the **** horse, and then patted his head.

The **** horse swallowed the ground ginseng with two bites. Yi Yi still raised his head, looked at Ning Que pitifully, and kept talking.

Its meaning is very clear, although the owner has always been shameless, only willing to give me soup to eat meat, but now now let me eat such a thin ginseng, where is it full? You know, today I was scared by that strange tiankeng and that terrible temple, and I ran for more than three hundred miles. Do n’t understand the truth about not being hungry?

Ning Que was ashamed. Said: "Tomorrow you must get some meat for Chi, let's do it today."

The **** horse twitched its head slightly, and was a little angry. More helpless.

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The rice porridge in the pot was boiled, exuding a slight fragrance, and Ning Que helped Sang Sang to sit up. Feed her porridge and say, "There is some medicine in the porridge. Don't let the stolen goods know."

Sang Sang glanced out of the car embarrassedly, and then smiled down and ate porridge. After eating a small bowl, he was a little better, thinking of his injury, and said, "Also eat some."

Ning Que said, "I have eaten it already."

Sang Sang said: "Dry food in cold water. How delicious."

Ning Que said: "It was only after Weicheng that the days were better. I thought that when we were in Minshan, it would be an excellent life to eat dry food. Don't worry that I won't get used to it."

Sang Sang thought that it would be easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but from extravagance to frugality. Now, eating dry food must not be as fragrant as a child, but knows Ning Que's temperament. No longer persuading him, just quietly telling himself to get well soon.

The rice porridge in the pot is still boiling, making a popping sound, the steam is boiling, and the car is very warm. Only the **** umbrella in the corner and the chessboard seemed to exude chill.

That seemingly unusual chessboard is naturally the chessboard left by the Buddha. Ning Que couldn't understand it, because the carriage should be on the chessboard, why did the chessboard finally appear on the carriage.

"We now know that we are deep in the extremely west wilderness, the location has been determined, but we do not know how many days have passed since the change of the Lanke Temple."

He said: "The old monk said that it has been a long time since we searched for us in the world. It seems that the chessboard still played a role. We ran on the mountain road inside for a moment, maybe the real world outside has passed a long time, although it is still late autumn, but I think it is now at least ten days later. "

Sang Sang thought his calculations were very reasonable, thinking about the Buddhist light in the Lanke Temple, with a lingering heart, and thinking about the movements of the broken temple before entering the chessboard, saying, "It is Mr. Da and Mr. Er who guessed the broken temple that day. , What happened to them later, I do n’t know if something happened. "

Ning Que said: "Don't worry, there are at most two people in the world who can handle both of my brothers at the same time, but those two people are afraid to anger the teacher and will definitely not dare to shoot."

The two people he said were naturally the first to observe the subject and the Xuankong Temple lecture.

"I'm more worried about Master Qishan."

Ning Que thought about the benevolent monk of Buddhism, thinking about the picture when the master opened the chessboard to send the two of them away, frowning and said, "The master is not good at all. He used the mantra to help me fight Qi Nian, and then Forcibly reversing the board, I really do n’t know if he can hold it. "

Sang Sang was also very worried. He took a black **** from his waist and looked at it.

Ning Que knew that this was the last game of Washan's three games, and the black **** that Sang Sang dropped on the board whispered, "I have a bad feeling. Keep this **** as a memorial." "

Sang Sang nodded, grasped the fist in his hand, held the black chess piece tightly, and then looked at the chessboard and said, "There is no Buddha's breath on this chessboard. Is it ruined?"

Ning Que said: "After all, it is the Buddha's relics. Even if you can't open the world on the chessboard anymore, it's good to keep selling money, it's not easy to find a place and bury it."

As the night darkened, the **** horse had fallen asleep.

It has thick skin and thick meat, and it doesn't care about the cold wind that roars through the night in the wilderness. Its sleeping style is also very different from that of ordinary horses. It does not fully support the weight of the body with four hooves, nor does it lie on the ground like those weak old horses, but leans its head against the carriage, like a drunkard. He leaned back, his nostrils flickered slightly, sniffing the smell of rice porridge floating in the cracks of the window, sleeping extremely sweetly.

The cabin was filled with the hot mist of rice porridge, and the rune paper that was still slowly releasing heat in the copper basin, some suffocating suffocation, Ning Que reached out and pushed the skylight on the roof of the cabin open a gap.

The silver moonlight penetrated through the gap, spattered on him and Sangsang, and fell on the surface of everything. It became the world of the two of them favorite silver.

Sang Sang shrunk in his arms, grabbed his lapel with his right hand, looked at the night sky in the gap, and found that the starry night in the wasteland was still as bright as before, but she always felt that someone among the stars was looking at herself, We couldn't help being afraid, and grasped Ning Que's clothes more tightly.

Ning Que did not know what she was thinking at this time, bowing her head and kissing her forehead. Found her forehead slightly cool. But it is much better than when I was sick.

He looked up at the stars in the night sky, and suddenly his heart moved slightly, reaching for the stars in the gap. Move your fingertips slowly, it looks extremely dignified.

Sang Sang looked at the traces of his fingertips and confirmed that they were not two characters. Nervously asked: "New character?"

Ning Que said with pride: "Where is the rune, just wrote a few words, and a very solitary book signature can be ranked at least in the top ten of my work. How much money can I say is worth?"

There was a silver in the carriage, but those are false, and the signatures written in the air with your fingers, how to do the same as the world, is also false. It is worthless if it cannot be saved.

Sang Sang shook his head regretfully, and said: "If you really want to go back to the academy, I don't know how much danger there is on the road. The word can't sell money. It's better to quickly realize a few new characters."

"Although I have entered the realm of knowledge, the master and his old man have already gone to the Kingdom of God with the master of the ghost, and no one is pointing. At most half of the magician can write an indefinite character, which is already a symbolic character Genius, where is it so easy to realize the second new character. "

Ning Que thought of Sang Sang's previous words and remembered an extremely important thing. Looking at her, she said: "No matter what dangers you encounter along the way, you are not allowed to use magic arts anymore. You are not allowed to open the **** umbrella."

Sang Sang understood what he meant and nodded gently.

If she uses Xiling Divine Art, she is most likely to get sick again, or die or attract the vision of Pluto. If she stretches out the **** umbrella, it is likely to cause some other changes, and may also attract the vision of Pluto, or Buddha. In both cases, the powerful attention is extremely dangerous.

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In the early morning, Sang Sang was still asleep, and Ning Que was awake. He looked at the weather and determined that it was a good day to rush off, so he awakened the **** horse with his fist and let it hurry up.

However, the black horse-drawn carriage didn't go far before it encountered the enemy. This is the depths of the wilderness, inaccessible places, even if it is difficult for people to encounter one, not to mention the enemy.

The only thing that can explain this situation is probably that Haotian has discovered the existence of the Pluto's daughter, an invisible and intangible heavenly path that has been running all the time, and has begun to try to destroy her.

This is a slightly undulating meadow. The yellow grass on the meadow has long been knocked down by the cold wind. Maybe it is dead, maybe it is waiting to be reborn again next spring.

Dozens of prairie cavalry in leather armour were silently standing above a meadow, and from time to time they reached out to appease the tired horses under them. It seems that they also came here after a long journey.

Ning Que glanced at the prairie cavalry, without looking at the details of the armor, and guessed the origin of these people-in Xihuangli, only the tribe of Youting Wangting can have such elite cavalry.

At this time, the black horse carriage is about two hundred feet away from the prairie cavalry of the right account of the king's court. It is also outside the range of the bow and arrow. He can let the **** horse take advantage of the speed and directly sprint past. Believe Even if the cavalry is superb, it is impossible to catch up with them.

It ’s just that the prairie cavalry are scattered on the meadow, and the charge line is very long, seemingly sparse and weak. In fact, it is to prevent the black carriage from running away. If Ning Que wants to walk without fighting, he needs to bypass a large Only by bending, can we bypass this meadow, but that would be too time-consuming.

The most important issue is that Ning Que and the horse thieves in the wasteland and the prairie cavalry have been dealing with them for some years. He is very sure that he will definitely come to intercept his cavalry. If he meets the interceptor, he will break. Then, with the other party ’s riding and hunting methods, it only takes a few repetitions to be able to use a large number of cavalry to trap the black carriage in the depths of the wasteland, which is very dangerous.

So Ning Que didn't avoid it. The black carriage was still slowly moving towards the meadow, and the speed became faster and faster. The steel wheels crushed the frost-covered grass stems and splashed countless dirt.

A cavalry leader above the meadow found that the black carriage was rushing towards himself, and there was no expression of joy or idiot on his face, but he became very dignified, and then he slowly pulled out the saber around his waist.

Regardless of the left account and the right account, or the king of the gold account, the sabers of the prairie cavalry and the horse thief are curved. When Ning was short of cutting firewood in Weicheng a few years ago, he was also used to this type of scimitar.

Because this kind of knife is very easy to cut the head.

Dozens of prairie cavalrymen withdrew their scimitars in their sheaths at the same time, and the sound of it was endless.

When the black carriage was driving under the meadow at high speed, it should no longer be able to change direction, and more than a dozen cavalry appeared quietly behind the leader, took off the bow and arrow and aimed at the carriage!

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For Ning Que, there is nothing new on the wasteland.

He is even more familiar with the combat routines of the prairie cavalry and horse thieves than the military chapters of the Tang Dynasty, the three chapters and fourteen chapters, so when he saw those who were previously hidden under the meadow, the bow appeared only at this time. Riding, there is no accident and shock, but it is a bit boring because it is too familiar.

The bow string hummed, the arrow burst through the air, and more than ten branches and arrows drew a circular arc line in the air, projecting toward the black carriage from above the meadow dozens of feet away.

"A dozen huangyang bows are actually playing volleyball? Although the goal of the carriage is big, it can't be played like this."

Ning Que glanced behind him, Sang Sang was still asleep, his two small hands clenched tightly on the corner, his eyebrows were extremely tight, and he didn't know what he saw in his dream.

He swept out of the carriage and landed on the back of the **** horse, his legs lightly sandwiching the horse's belly.

The **** horse screamed and rushed forward!

Just a moment ago, the connection between the cowl and the car body has been unraveled. The big dark horse rushed forward and was separated from the car. The car with no power continued to move forward under the effect of inertia, but it became slower.

As it slowly slowed down, there was a crackling sound in the black car, the skylights on the ceiling, the windows on both sides, and the front doors were locked by the springs.

The feather arrows thrown by the prairie cavalry ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ finally fell down and shouted mournfully.

Five or six arrows accurately hit the car that was slowly stopping, but for the car made of pure steel, it was not as good as being tickled by these seemingly terrifying arrows.

Arrows hit the carriage, then broke off from it, and fell to the ground, looking like a few dry straws trying to pierce the stone, very ridiculous and very pitiful.

The black car is very thick. Once it is completely closed, it is difficult to hear the outside sound. Those feather arrows hit the car, and a few light beeps sounded like a bird is pecking.

In the compartment, Sang Sang was still asleep, probably listening to the sound of the arrow falling, waving his arm a little unhappy, as if he wanted to drive the sound away from his ear, and then rolled over and continued to sleep.

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(This chapter is more satisfactory, and then I will strive to write the daytime update tomorrow, everyone can read it easily, I also adjust the biological clock again, and if I continue to do this, my body will really be unable to withstand.) To be continued ...