Chapter 133: That day, we still do n’t know why we did n’t sound the horn

After lunch, Musi Nuomi returned to his room for a nap, and then Yi Xunyu stayed in a daze in his room.
Does not want to sleep, but really can't sleep.
Moreover, after finding that she had grown a lot, Yi Xunyu still didn't have much height and tried various ways to increase the height. High jump nap milk or something was completely useless.
"I won't keep this poor height in this way, it's too miserable." Yi Xunyu lying on the bed with a nightcap on his head ~ tried for ten minutes and found that he still couldn't fall asleep and simply got up. Take out a book and start reading.
"No, it's just that your growth cycle is longer." Casa didn't know where to get out and ran down on the blanket.
"What do you mean?" Yi Xunyu's hand stiffened and asked.
"That's what you understand, your growth cycle is increasing as your level of life continues to increase, just like a dragon usually takes hundreds of years to reach full adulthood. You have already detached from your original attributes and started to a higher level. Step forward, so it's strange that your growth rate has been stretched from ten years to hundreds of years. "Casa chose a comfortable posture and closed his eyes.
"Damn, what are you going to do?" Yi Xunyu's mentality exploded and asked.
"Siesta ~"
Ixunyu couldn't help but smash the book in his hand to Casa, but the trajectory of Shu Fei's dance seemed to be disturbed and generally fell on the side of Casa, without even blowing up his hair.
"I knew it was ..." Yi Xunyu twitched the corner of his mouth, then raised his hand and gently grabbed it.
In the shadow, a black snake crawled out, holding the book that Ixunyu threw on the ground to Ixunyu's hand and disappeared.
But apparently Yi Xunyu has no mood to read for the time being, and his mind is full of what Casa said just now.
‘Assuming that I can grow for another five years, about two centimeters tall each year. By then, my height will be about one meter, seven or five, and it will reach the normal standard. Once this five-year period becomes a hundred years, it means that I will grow up at most every year ...’
It's very simple calculation, but Yi Xunyu couldn't tell the result even after a long time, as if there is any magic in this formula.
"I refuse to accept this result ..." Yi Xunyu mumbled and forced his mind to turn his attention to the book, trying to send the mood by reading the book.
"The Song of the Old World, Roland's Song ..." Yi Xunyu turned to a page and read it carefully. She was still interested in some legendary epic related works, because according to the evolutionary path, the extraordinary is the lord, and the lord is Legends, and legendary achievements are basically unreproducible.
But it can be used as a reference to see how others have advanced legends.
...... After reading for a long time, Yi Xunyu quickly opened it again from the beginning to make sure that he didn't miss anything.
How to say, this book gives Yi Xunyu a puzzling, very puzzling feeling.
"Why don't you want to play that horn?"
This is the biggest source of confusion. Many people in this ~ long poem get a rating to agree to position Roland as a legendary level, but in the view of Yi Xunyu, there is really nothing to praise in this behavior.
In order to cover the retreating army and leave safely, he led the scattered and scattered people and enemies in the back of the hall alone, and almost all the members died in battle, leaving a mess for the returning emperor ...
At least Yi Xunyu is sure that if Roland is replaced by Mitzvah, he will definitely blow out the horn when he sees the enemy in the distance. Maybe he will fight desperately with the enemy afterwards, but at least he will blow the horn This matter will not hesitate, because this is the knighthood that Mitzvah agrees with.
And Ixunyu took over, she was more certain that when she heard the horn return, she saw that the two parties who had just started the battle could then support in time, instead of seeing the corpses in the ground, including Mitzvah.
Because she would rather run a few more times than let her servants who value her more seriously die.
Creaking
The door rang, and Muse rubbed her eyes and ran to Yixunyu's room again. She was sitting on the bed with a nightcap ~ Yixunyu reading a book and asked, "Huh, Yixunyou Just woke up. "
"The next time I remember to knock on the door, I didn't sleep at all." Yi Xunyu closed the book and said that the muse was obviously not suitable for contemplation.
"Oh, glutinous rice is preparing afternoon tea, and so on." Muse sat in a chair and poured a glass of fluorescent water to drink, reminding Yi Xunyu to change clothes.
"Yeah, wait a minute." The blue tattoo on Yi Xunyu's left hand was slightly shiny, and the whole person changed into a looser dress, which is a little more formal than the pajamas.
"What are you looking at? Summary of legends over the years?" Muse picked up the book that Ixunyu put down and glanced at Ixunyu again. "Why, what's wrong with your appearance?"
"Now, Muse, what do you think of that Roland song?" Yi Xunyu thought and asked.
"Song of Roland? Is that legendary book of a different world, very in line with the spirit of the knight, and lethal insist on his knightly battle to the last moment, although I don't agree with it." Muse thought and thought.
"If you were Roland, would you blow that horn?" Yi Xunyu then asked.
"Yeah, of course it must be blown." Muse replied without hesitation, looking at Ixunyu Muse who wanted to ask what to continue and waved his hand: "I know, is it the historical substitution of the distress, right?"
Historical substitution distress is a vocabulary that has appeared in recent hundreds of years. It is a disease that manifests as an understanding conflict caused by a person who seriously understands the historical situation because of overthinking because of the difference between the ancient people's thinking and worldview.
It's as if some of us will not understand why primitive people don't know how to eat plants and only know how to eat meat, why ancient people wore big robes and sleeves when they wore clothes, and why they had to send messages to pigeons instead of picking up the ih in their hands ... …
Wait, the last example is not counted, it belongs to the misunderstanding of historical cognition, and it is a disease that only occurs if you have a bad brain.
"I have had such a time before, and I feel that those people were so stupid to look at death so gloriously and then become a legendary epic, but then my father told me one thing." Muse thought. Want to say.
"What's the matter?" Yi Xunyu answered the conversation very cooperatively.
"The people who used to be are not interstellar civilizations like we are now. They put their eyes on the endless starry sky. The world of people at that time was such a piece of land, everything they were there, they lived there. There are only a few people scattered, for them it is the world.
When danger comes, they will subconsciously protect their world and think that they are the tallest person when the sky falls, and they will be nobody if they do n’t get on.
Therefore, their sacrifice is not just for glory, but also for a deeper level of protection. Perhaps the sacrifice on such a piece of land may seem ridiculous to us now, but for those sacrifices they are to protect The world devoted all of itself to the instinct of subconsciously moving the brain as soon as the body warmed up. It is a well-deserved legend for both the guardian and the guardian. "
"Is this ..." Yi Xunyu listened silently and thoughtfully.
"Is it better to think this way? The legends of the old era mostly depended on the guardian to achieve, but most of them died in the guardianship process before they were sealed as legends, except for the remaining ones that entered the Hall of Heroes. I do n’t know how many times I have been reincarnated. "
"Thank you, Muse, I think you have a good father." The tangled mood eased, Yi Xunyu said.
"No, my father may be a good teacher, but definitely not a good father, he is too dogmatic." Muse denied.
"Yeah, maybe." Yi Xunyu found that he had no words to say, and had to randomly change the topic: "For us who are at a certain level of civilization, it is really difficult to achieve legend."
"Yeah, we are all too sensible, unlike people who used to become legends when their heads are hot. Now that they want to become legends, maybe they have to wait until when they encounter problems that they can't solve with their best efforts. After leaving all the worries and worries, there is only a hint of possibility ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Muse agrees.
"Legend? In the training class I went to, the teacher said something similar. If you want to be a legend, you must let go of your utilitarianism and reputation, and insist on doing everything seriously. Then you will be surprised when you look back and find yourself so strong. Then you will naturally break through to become a legendary maid. "Nuomi held the refreshment and heard the conversation between Muse and Yi Xunyu knocked on the door and said," The refreshment is ready. "
"Nuomi, the word maid behind you is superfluous." Yi Xunyu moved across the table to support the floor and let Nuomi put down the things in her hand, saying a little helplessly.
"Hey ?! But that's what the maidservant taught me the original words." Nuomi said strangely.
"Okay, just be happy."
Ixunyu picked up a plate and placed it in front of herself, and set it in the position of Muse and Glutinous Rice. Next, he waited to start enjoying the refreshment made by Glutinous Rice.
Anyway, Yi Xunyu didn't understand how many times he watched how glutinous rice was mixed with flour, eggs and sugar and placed in the oven to become a fluffy cake. Whatever he did, he could only make hard ~ Bang ~ Bang bread, simply give up.
Regarding that horn, Yi Xunyu still didn't understand why he didn't play it, but he always encountered various unsolvable problems in his life. The best solution for this is to leave it alone.
"Hi, sisters, have you forgotten me?" Casa woke up and ran out to eat.