Chapter 22: inherit

Am I dreaming?
Feng Yulan rubbed her eyes and fixed her eyes on the magic document. The words "I didn't pit you" were clearly written on it, just like Feng Yulan answered before, Feng Yulan was crooked. After thinking about it, he seemed to want to verify something, so he said again:
"who are you?"
The magic instrument was unpredictable, and a sentence reappeared:
[I am your all-round master on campus. 】
This sentence made Feng Yulan inexplicable, and said strangely, "How could you be me?"
[Of course I may be you, I am your will, your instinct, your bloodline, your heritage, all that you have has formed the meaning of my existence. 】
Feng Yulan felt that his brain capacity was not enough. He silently stared at the words on the page for a long time. He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so Feng Yulan decided to change the way of asking, saying "don't It's so complicated, I just ask you, are you my weapon? "
【Yes. 】
"So what can you do? I mean ... isn't the weapon used to attack? Like a knife, a gun, or something, how can a book help me fight back the enemy?" Unwilling, he actually prefers Luo Jian's short knife, which is applicable everywhere, whether it is for cutting vegetables or killing people.
[Of course I can help you fight back any enemy, I can even do wonders for you. 】
"You speak nicely, but how should I use you?"
[I am a magic instrument, and language is power. As long as you read a spell, you can use my power. 】
Wouldn't this make me a magician? Feng Yulan was excited, and at that moment, her brain was filled with all kinds of powerful magic yy and she was always invincible. Excited Feng Yulan looked at the magic document and just wanted to speak, but the magic document changed again, and a new sentence appeared:
[But you have to pay attention, you are too weak, and the spells you can use are very limited ... It should be said to be very rare, with only some auxiliary functions. Before you do n’t have enough power, I will only tell you at this stage Can use spells and give you some suggestions. 】
[Besides that, you have to try to learn the magic text, this will strengthen your strength, of course, I will be your mentor. 】
"Well, that is to say, in the early stage, can I still only be a scrap?" Feng Yulan looked at the magic document and rolled her eyes.
[I can't agree with this point, the magic text is a powerful force, even if it can't make you have enough attack power and defense in the early stage, but it still has many convenient functions, such as mantra lighting. 】
"Okay, I see!" Feng Yulan rolled his eyes even harder, and said, "Well, you said so many good words, in fact, there is only one thing you need to tell me, and yours is just a supplement!"
The magic instrument was silent for a long time, and it took a long time to reappear:
[I can only assist now, not because you are too weak! 】
Feng Yulan immediately blew her hair: "Where am I weak ?! I have arms and legs, much better than a broken book that you can't even reach!"
[Without my broken book, you can go to see the king directly in the next level! 】
"Fart! Didn't I come out this way without you?"
[But you can only rely on your partner to escape the secret room! 】
Feng Yulan looked at the sentence suddenly silent, he had to admit that this broken book was right, without Luo Jian, Feng Yulan was dead and alive as early as the first hour, and could live To see today's sun, this is all because he has a brother who is willing to look at each other!
"Then how can I be strong?" Feng Yulan didn't want to be strong for a moment, especially at this moment, his hope suddenly became urgent and can't wait. Feng Yulan is unwilling to be a burden, and unwilling to be a burden.
He knows the strongest law in the world, weak meat and strong food, survival of the fittest. Without power, he is nothing.
The magic instrument gives Feng Yulan the answer:
[Your own fighting ability is very weak, and your constitution is not good. Your strength lies in your spirit. Learning the magic script is a kind of exercise of mental strength, and it is also best for you. As your mental strength grows stronger, the more mantras you can use, and in the end, even the devastating gods and demons are just around the corner! 】
Feng Yulan dug out his ears and jumped out two words: "Fart!"
At about the same time, the nurse came to the ward to change Feng Yulan's gauze and hang a needle. The magic instrument was left on the bedside table, and nobody noticed it. The patient next door was still snoring, Feng Yulan felt his belly and felt a little hungry. When he was hungry, Luo Jian just stepped into the ward.
"Bring you breakfast!" Luo Jian brought the light porridge, buns and a lot of buns, and put them in front of Feng Yulan. Alan looked pitifully at the breakfast in front of Luo Jian and said: " I have eaten porridge for half a month. Can I have something else? "
"No! You can only eat these now! The wound is not ready yet!" Luo Jianyi was right.
So Feng Yulan had to bite her head with tears and pitiful. But halfway through breakfast, Feng Yulan suddenly asked Luo Jian in a vague manner: "Ajian, what does your weapon look like, I mean ... will it speak to you?"
"Speak?" Luo Jian somehow pulled out his short knife. His speed of drawing the knife was very fast, apparently enough skilled. Feng Yulan saw only a flower in front of him, and the knife appeared in Luo Jian's hand. Feng Yu Lan was particularly envious of him, and Ajan ’s posture with a knife was better than holding a broken book!
"Can weapons speak? Why don't I know?" Luo Jian said, "But sometimes my weapons control me, uh ... it should be said to guide me to fight."
"The secret room gave me a broken book that would only brag about it!" Feng Yulan began to groan and showed Luo Jian the book on the table. Luo Jian reached out to take it and said, "Big and big Heavy ... Do you use it as a brick? "
Feng Yu Lan paused and heard the strangeness in Luo Jian's language, and said, "Is it heavy? I hold it but it is as light as feathers."
"That's different. You are the owner of this book. Weapons will automatically adapt to your physique and strength. Like my knife, you can't use that force to wave with my knife." Luo Jian side Explaining to Feng Yulan, he opened the magic book and frowned, "Why is it blank?"
"Blank?" Feng Yulan was surprised, took the book from Luo Jian's hand and looked at it, "No, it's full of strange words on it!"
At this time, a sentence suddenly appeared on the magic instrument:
[People who have not inherited the power of the magic text cannot see the content. 】
At the same time, Luo Jian also said, "If this book is really your weapon, then the above content is equivalent to your secret. I don't see your belongings as normal."
After Luo Jian and Feng Yulan had finished their breakfast, Luo Jian thought of a question and felt it necessary to ask Feng Yulan, so he said, "Alan, how did you get into the back room?"
"How to enter?" Feng Yulan thought about it, thinking of the original printed note: "Did you not invite me?"
Luo Jian frowned, with a vague feeling in his heart, "but I didn't invite you."
"Don't you remember? You put a note on the table with something on it that invited me to join as your help, and asked me to sign on the back, so I signed it."
Luo Jian rubbed his temples with a headache, and said helplessly: "Stupid, I won't ask you to sign in person in the future, don't just write your name casually?"
Feng Yulan pursed her lips and grieved her finger: "But you brought it out, I thought you asked me to sign it!"
Luo Jian felt helpless, and touched Alan's head. Feng Yulan, an optimist, didn't care about this situation. He rolled around on the bed and said he wanted to go out to play. Luo Jian was depressed, and he always felt that the inexplicable note he invited was very problematic. Is anyone targeting Alan? No, or in other words, is someone targeting Luo Jian?
The note was given by the boss. Should I go to the bar and ask? Luo Jian was upset, watching Feng Yulan couldn't help feeling upset, and it was his fault to inadvertently involve A Lan, and the things in the back room should not be left casually in front of others. Luo Jian took care of him.
Feng Yulan was noisy and wanted to go out to play, and he was always moldy in the ward, especially in the night, he also experienced a horrible secret room experience. Feng Yulan wanted to go outside, to open space, I want to see many, many people, instead of staying in a small, closed, dark room!
Luo Jian didn't have a class today, so he agreed to Feng Yulan's unreasonable demands, but before he left, a group of uninvited guests came in the ward. They were a group of policemen in uniform. As soon as he came in, he surrounded Feng Yulan. Feng Yulan's face was inexplicable, and Luo Jian was even more inexplicable. He instinctively stood in the corner and touched the knife behind him with one hand.
Feng Yulan looked at the battle, and she was so scared that she shrank into a ball on the hospital bed. Then one of the policemen spoke:
"Feng Yulan ... sir, right?"
"Yes ... yes ..."
"Someone charged you with murder."
"Shrimp ?!" This sentence scared Feng Yulan almost jumped up, almost did not fall under the bed, jokes, he is not dare to slaughter a Dalian chicken like Feng Yulan grows up, where would he kill?
"Don't be nervous," the police officer continued. "There is insufficient evidence to meet the conditions for detention."
"So what happened?"
"Just a few hours ago, someone was killed in the deserted corpse wilderness. According to the method, it should be the same person as the murderer who attacked you, which means that this case was committed by the serial killer. But the bad thing is that this one killed was the victim he had attacked before. "2k novel reading network