Chapter 39: The death of the poet (4)

Magic is a subject that is difficult, simple, and simple. Tang Cuo closed his eyes and successfully sensed the magical elements that surround the world according to the "Moonlight Meditation Idea" taught in the book.
Unlike the natural awakening of the ability, the magician pays attention to the affinity of elements. There are so many divisions of magic, and what department has a higher affinity with the mage himself is easier to be absorbed, and the spells of the department will be released faster.
Tangcuo felt it and found that the magical elements around him were very cold. If the magical elements have expressions, their expressions should be exactly the same as Tangcuo's expressions, that is-no expressions.
The element of magic is absorbed into the body and turned into magic.
Ten minutes later, Tang Cuo sensed that the number of elements in his body was almost equal, and continued to be expressionless. His bonus points are added to the item of force value, and his intelligence is zero. Even with the original foundation, there is not much magic power that can be stored. It is evenly divided. It is unknown whether each department is enough to cast a magic.
This step is completed, and there are spells.
The mantra is awkward, and the simple entry-level mantra is very short, only a few syllables, but Tangcuo just opened his mouth, and the magic in the body began to surge, and a little tingling came in his mind.
He didn't change his face, tried again and again, reading off a fireball spell intermittently.
The words fell, and a small fireball appeared in front of him, jumping and shaking a few times. The sound of "Bao" appeared, and the sound of "Bao" disappeared.
Tang Cuo looked blank and looked down at the staff in his hand.
This staff is the one that Jin Cheng walked in the magic house, walnut. His fireball disappeared so quickly, it must be due to the poor staff.
So he condensed another fireball, and this time he saw clearly, his magical elements were not active at all, passively lazy, and immediately went on strike.
Jin Cheng heard the voice and lifted his head from the book, just opposite his eyes. Tang Cuo looked at him quietly, but to see what the instructor could say again.
Jin Cheng said, "Your fireball is pretty bright."
Tang Cuo "..."
When Jin Cheng finally understood Tang Cuo's problems, he didn't have much to say, "You are indeed suitable for close combat."
Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes, "Are you smiling in your heart?"
Jin Cheng "Do you know what a crime it is to defame the instructor?"
Tangcuo "Yongyecheng does not have this sin."
Hey, little are getting worse and worse.
Jin Cheng closed the book and said, "Have you never read a fantasy novel before? The actor is like you. All the masters can't specialize. Everyone thinks that he is a waste wood, mocking him, insulting him, and as a result people are fighting back, From then on to the peak of life."
Tang Cuo "..."
Jin Cheng didn't say that Yongye City also circulated a sentence for these all-mage and all-in-one abilities: a meal is as fierce as a tiger.
Tang Cuoxin's set of gossip that reached the pinnacle of his life was ghost. But he didn't plan to be a magician, and he couldn't be disappointed.
"Have you found a bookmark?" he asked.
"Not yet, but I have seen Lancelot's name on many loan cards." Jin Cheng took one of them and threw it to Tang Cuo with both fingers.
Tangcuo caught it, scanned the name above, and turned back to find a line.
When I grow up, I must find the most beautiful flower in the world and bring it back to the country of the moon.
This handwriting is exactly the same as Lancelot's signature, and it has a relatively long history. It should have been written by him when he went to school here. Has the bard Lancelot's wish come true?
Tang Cuo couldn't help looking out the window, and the white rose bloomed in the moonlight.
Lancelot’s message on the borrowing card was still not sure if it was useful. Jin Cheng quickly turned over the remaining books and finally found Eve’s bookmark.
It's sandwiched in a travel book, and there are words on the bookmarks.
If you want to be a great adventurer, you must be brave, Eve.
The small characters are not arranged neatly, the writing is crooked, and there are typos. It was like Eve wrote it to herself, or maybe it was something she hid in her heart that she never told others.
Children born in the desert yearn for a broad continent and want to be an adventurer. It is because of this that bookmarks are sandwiched in a travel note.
While Jin Cheng was looking for bookmarks, Tang Cuo also learned the few entry-level spells left in the book, namely, light, water polo, wind blade, lightning, and ground motion. The rest of the magic of the other series does not seem to be suitable for beginners, and it is not very practical. Tangcuo put it down first.
Regrettably, they still haven’t found a map of the country of the moon and cannot confirm the location of the well of time.
After leaving school, the two walked around and found themselves walking back to the tower in the west of the city. It was about one or two in the morning, when the moon was hanging high in the sky. Jin Cheng lit the lamp in front of the tower and walked up again.
The west tower of the city is the highest point of the Yueyin Kingdom, which has the best view of the entire Yueyin Kingdom.
Under the cold moonlight, the world and the world are quiet, and the vast yellow sand has completely turned into a sea. Numerous pure white flowers bloom on the isolated island in the sea, dotted with fireflies.
Not all of these fireflies are warm white, they have a dreamy color like colored glaze, and together with the slow evening wind, weave a colorful dream.
In front of such a beautiful scenery, Jin Cheng has become a pure and elegant viewer. Holding the glazed lamp rewarded by the task, he flexibly climbed to the top of the tower and stood on the sloping tiles, holding the tall tower with one hand and looking up.
"Look, all the lights are on, it's a flower." He said, his voice melodious and happy with the evening wind, with a trace of joy and satisfaction.
No matter what kind of environment he is in, he can always find a bit of leisure, such as lighting the lights of the city.
The city of Yueyin is round, and its streets are not straight, but have a certain arc. It's not very obvious in the daytime. Now that the lights along the street are lit, you will find that these streets are connected together, just like a blooming flower.
The blind man Billy said in his mission that the last king told his people "When the lights are on, the colorful glazes are blooming like flowers, so my people don't have to watch the sand all day long."
It really is.
"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a sound overhead. Tang Cuo looked up and saw a stream of light rising up into the night sky, traversing the crooked moon hook, and bursting out a firework in the starry night.
Tang Cuo was stunned, and then asked, "Fireworks at the Flower Festival?"
In the side mission "Mr. Tok's Little Toys", his toy box contains a lot of weird toys to make children happy, as well as various fireworks prepared for the Flower Festival.
Jin Cheng lit another firework stick and said, "Since it is a flower festival, it is a pity not to display fireworks."
Tang Cuo declined to comment. Although there are various indications that the time in the city stopped on the day of the Flower Festival, it does not mean that today is the Flower Festival. When two of their strangers traveled here, it might have been hundreds of years since the flower festival. But Tang Cuo is not always so uncomfortable, so he didn't say anything, just watched quietly.
He remembered those side missions.
The beautiful Cecilia who was in love with Lancelot; the aunt Mary who worked hard to send her son to study; the blind blind man who still longed for the light; Eve and Jack the dreaming, and so on. Although they didn't see them, there were traces of their existence everywhere.
How many side missions like this are hidden in the country of the moon hidden?
"Don't you come up?" Jin Cheng poked his head from above.
"Why should I go up?" Tang Cuo said.
"There are two more fireworks, won't you come and put them? Maybe this is the key to triggering the mission."
"Oh."
I believe you are a ghost.
Tang Cuo didn't believe it, but after a few minutes, he climbed to the top of the tower, sitting side by side with Jin Cheng, and set off fireworks. Jin Cheng hung the glazed lamp on the spire of the tower. As the evening wind swayed gently, the light and shadow swayed with it, blurring the dream.
There were beautiful fireworks above his head, hazy lights around him, Tang Cuo was silent, Yu Guang glanced at Jin Cheng's profile, he didn't quite understand why he was so old, and why he was still single.
When Jin Cheng died, he was thirty-two years old.
When Tang Cuo was in the barracks, he often listened to someone saying that he had a crush on the instructor, and which officer wanted to match him. Jin Cheng has a good background, a high degree of education, good looks, and a bright future. He also feels that he will one day marry an equally outstanding person.
Who would have thought that this man died suddenly, thirty-two years old, leaving nothing behind.
"I remember I said that the day I met." Jin Cheng leaned his head on his chin and smiled and said, "If you look at me like this, it is easy for me to have some vulgar associations."
Shut up, straight man, you've got to die.
Tang Cuo decided to cure him, so he remained silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "I like you."
Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows. He was really unexpected, so that he was there for a while. The clinker Tangcuo gasped and added "points" expressionlessly.
Jin Cheng smiled angrily, put the last firework stick into Tang Cuo's arms, and said, "Save it, don't give it to you."
Tangcuo is not uncommon, and he lighted the fireworks stick. In the dim light and shadow, no one saw a slight arc in the corner of his mouth, and quickly put it down.
"Bang!" The fireworks burst out again, and both looked up, beautiful is really beautiful.
At the same time, Yongye City G District Prison.
Because of a series of storms in area f, at least half of the cells in the prison are usually empty, and the occupancy rate has risen linearly to more than 80. This room and the one in that room will meet each other, and most of the chances are still old acquaintances.
And because prisons are not divided according to the area to which the player belongs, the elites in area a are mixed with the garbage in area f in their mouths, living in the same room and eating the same things, who is more noble than who .
Jiang He and Chen Liu, who are also members of Tianzhi, were separated to the next door. In the same area were the big magician Leng Miao and two players from the familiar area A. As for Chong Yanzhang and the puppet master Yao Qing, they were divided a little further away.
Players in area f and other areas are mixed in this group of big brothers, all crouched in the corner and can't wait to be invisible. However, the g area is a single cell, the big brothers are sullen, and they have no intentions.
Jianghe’s room is at the end of the corridor, with the wall on the right hand side and Chen Liu on the left hand side. Leng Miao was diagonally opposite him, and there was a barefoot girl in the cell opposite him.
The little girl was lying on the ground with her back to them, her body curled up, wearing a funny green dinosaur head hat, like she was torn from something.
Jianghe has been watching her because the little girl hasn't moved since entering, and her clothes are covered with dark, dry blood. He looked at it for a long time, only to see that it was a sick suit.
Chen Liu has been talking nonsense, saying that Jiang He wants to kill.
"Jianghe, to be honest, did you see Jin Cheng's conspiracy early in the morning? Are you deliberately wrong?"
"Aren't you already looking at me that's not pleasing to the eye, so I deliberately concealed it in order to fight against me, so that I could lose a big heel. In this way, I would--"
Jianghe finally could not bear it, Shen said, "Are you also worthy?"
Chen Liu stood up anxiously, and he couldn't see the river across the wall, but this did not prevent him from pouring his anger, "Jianghe, don't think I don't know what abacus you are playing. Don't you want to be the second-hand? I don’t measure my qualifications. If you join halfway, what qualifications do you want to compete with me?"
Hearing the words, Jiang He closed his eyes and suddenly lost his thoughts about the theory with him.
Chen Liu was aggressive, "Why don't you answer? Have you been guilty? Oh, I tell you Jianghe, when I am in one day, you just want to play tricks! Do you think you are smart alone, are you still being played by Jin Cheng? Get around—"
Before the words fell, a magical attack suddenly came from the opposite cell, crossed the iron railing, and hit Chen Liu's arm straight. Chen Liu hurriedly avoided it, and his angry eyes pierced the opposite side, but when he touched Leng Miao's face, he squeezed hard.
"Noisy." Leng Miao looked cold.
Chen Liu stopped talking with his arms down, and Chong Yanzhang was not here. He did not dare to confront Leng Miao.
Leng Miao did not want to take care of this stupid person. Yu Guang swept across the river like an old monk, and he was extremely irritable. This irritability is not directed against the rivers and rivers, and Jin Cheng is targeted. It was Chen Liu who mentioned Jin Cheng again just now, which made him sick.
The smell in the cell was unpleasant, and the smell next door had been floating for several days.
Leng Miao did not want to endure, raising his hand was an air cage to seal the next door. With this air cage, he finally felt more comfortable, whether it was psychological comfort or not.
After a while, Jianghe suddenly looked over and said, "You are like this, the people inside will die of oxygen deficiency."
Leng Miao sneered, "Are you sorry for her?"
Jianghe "I think the great magician Leng Miao, although he wants to get twelve movements, is not the one who just kills players for fun."
"Tianzhi was poisoned in area f, how many people were sent in, you talk to me about this?"
"Poisoning just let them go to jail, killing people here, really killing people."
Jianghe's tone was not disturbing, as if it was just the fact of Uncle Chen.
Chen Liu shivered with pain in his arm, and when he heard what he said, he hated itching. He hated the river the most. It seemed that he was not humble in the face of anyone. Chong Yanzhang also said that he has a general style. This time against Jin Cheng, Chen Liu proposed to use bs101, which was also Jiang River's first objection.
They are all old players in Zone A. Who doesn't know who, what kind of moral guard, it's hypocritical and disgusting.
Chen Liu only hopes that Leng Miao also hates such a hypocritical person. This man's temper is notoriously cold and hard, and few people can please him.
But Leng Miao took a deep look at the river and actually removed the air cage. Jiang He nodded to him, and the two sides did not speak again.
Chen Liu gasped, and his face suddenly turned pale, but he didn't dare to question Leng Miao. He turned to look at the little girl angrily, seeing that she coughed suddenly, twitching, and then quietly again.
"Dingling bell--" A sudden ring of electric bell suddenly sounded.
Chen Liu groaned in her heart, and immediately left the little girl behind her head, because—the electric bell rang, and the warden was about to go on a tour.
The nightmare belonging to the prison in the g district of Yongye City came again.