Chapter 31 Spell Practice [Enter the competition to ask for branches]
The next moment Su Ziyi held it, Su Yulang saw that the originally bare gray-black vines had grown even thinner strands.
"It has grown - a small vine has grown -" Su Yulang seemed to be dreaming. He looked at Su Ziyi for a while, and then looked at the thin vine that was still growing. His eyes were full of confusion: "Why? Father."
"This is what the spell does." As soon as Su Ziyi stopped his hand, the thin vine returned to its original lifeless appearance.
"You touch it and see." Su Ziyi picked up a leaf from the ground and handed it to Su Yulang. Su Yulang took it without knowing it, rubbed it in his hands, and looked at his father with confusion. The appearance pleased Su Ziyi, who stopped embarrassing him and took the leaves from his hand.
"Look, this is a very simple leaf, right?" The leaf was folded in half between Su Ziyi's thumb and index finger, and then when Su Ziyi exerted force, the leaf was broken along with the veins, and Su Ziyi's hand With a flick, half of the originally upright leaf drooped down, hanging out of the fingers like a broken reed.
"Then -" Su Ziyi focused all his attention on the leaves in his hands. Su Yulang also followed him and focused his gaze on the leaves. He saw that the half of the leaves that were still drooping and the half of the leaves on his palm were wrapped in a blue-red mist, and then unexpectedly. Straighten up little by little without any external force! But in the blink of an eye, it became exactly the same as before it was broken.
"Take a look now." Su Ziyi withdrew his spiritual energy and handed the leaf to Su Yulang.
When Su Yulang heard what he said, he immediately took the leaf over and curiously touched it up and down, and then he was surprised to find that this leaf really looked like it had just fallen! No damage at all! This made him feel extremely surprised. When he raised his head, he looked at Su Ziyi with more reverence in his eyes.
"Your mother-in-law should have told you that our bodies can involuntarily breathe in spiritual energy." Following Su Ziyi's words, Su Yulang nodded. Bian Qing had indeed told him this, and also told him why his father Unlike them, my father can use magic because he has practiced something called mind method.
When Su Yulang said this, Su Ziyi nodded appreciatively.
"Your mother-in-law is right, and you remember it very clearly." Su Ziyi's compliment made Su Yulang push her small chest forward. "It's just that in addition to allowing monks to use spells, the mind method can also speed up the breathing of spiritual energy." Su Ziyi added. He met Su Yulang's eyes and saw that the other person's eyes were full of yearning, which made him swallow subconsciously. Mouth and mouth.
"What if-" Su Ziyi wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he immediately closed it again.
"Huh?" Su Yulang, who didn't hear what his father said, tilted his head in confusion and looked at Su Ziyi.
"Oh, it's nothing." Su Ziyi smiled self-deprecatingly, then rubbed Su Yulang's head and whispered: "I have to go and do some work. There are cakes, water, and story books in the basket. You can sit here. Look, but don't run around, got it? Yulang." "Yeah." The child's voice had a unique softness that made people feel soft-hearted.
Su Ziyi shook his head and shook away the uncomfortable feeling.
What did he just want to say? Yes, he wanted to say that when Su Yulang grew older, he would personally help him groom his body and teach him how to cultivate his mind.
But why did he give up this idea again?
It was because he suddenly remembered that he would always leave. After he left, if this child learned to cultivate his mind, he would inevitably be targeted by outsiders. Since he lacked the ability to protect himself, he might as well not learn. After all, things were going wrong. It's so big that the Su family in Chucheng can't just pretend it didn't happen. Once they are investigated, this child and Bian Qing may not have a good life.
If this is the case, it would be better not to learn this mental cultivation method.
Although he thought so in his heart, Su Ziyi always felt a little unhappy. When he walked to his practice space, his heart felt empty for a while.
Su Yulang didn't even know these thoughts. He sat on the tree stump obediently, but instead of reading the script, he kept staring at his
father
. He saw his father controlling several leaves in his hand and swiping forward. The leaves that would have just fallen to the ground shot forward like arrows, directly piercing into the trunk of the tree, and even knocked down some. Small branches.
Such ability made Su Yulang's eyes flash.
Su Ziyi is now at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and his control over spiritual power has improved a lot. He was no longer limited to integrating spiritual energy into foreign objects to change the hardness of the foreign objects. He condensed the spiritual energy externally like a spiritual energy blade. After exerting a lot of strength, he managed to condense a handful of it in his palm, which was no more than three meters long. An inch-long spiritual energy dagger, and then with a wave of his hand, the dagger passed through the branches of a tree as thick as a child's waist, leaving a hole with a smooth inner wall.
After using this move, Su Ziyi's face turned pale, and large beads of sweat remained on his forehead. His whole body began to convulse due to the lack of spiritual energy. It was not until he took a few deep breaths that his condition improved. got up.
He didn't waste any time. After adjusting his breathing, he immediately sat cross-legged and meditated with his eyes closed.
This move was figured out by him based on the principle of the spiritual energy blade, because compared to the fireball technique and the metamorphosis technique, this method of compressing the spiritual energy into a fixed shape is easier, but due to his strength, he can mobilize Spiritual energy is limited, and to compress all the spiritual energy that can be mobilized to the extreme requires stronger soul power.
Although his soul has been completed, it is still impossible to compress all the spiritual energy to be like an embroidery needle. To be like a dagger is the current limit.
Although this move is very difficult, the rewards for Su Ziyi are also considerable.
Su Ziyi's body was absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy crazily, almost greedily. His body and face, which were originally empty of spiritual energy, became better. The flow of spiritual energy in his body also became smoother, and the rolling spiritual energy became thicker. .
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Chapter 32 Selling Chestnuts [Please enter the competition to ask for branches]
From that day on, it became a routine for Su Yulang to follow Su Ziyi into the mountains after breakfast every day.
It's just that children are unavoidable. In the first few days, they could happily sit on the wooden pile and watch Su Ziyi practice. Later, they were too bored and started to do other things. In addition to reading story books and eating cakes, they sometimes walked around in the woods. Turn around and pick up the leaves or chestnuts that fell on the ground.
Su Ziyi didn't care about him, as long as he was within his sight.
Fortunately, Su Yulang was also a sensible person and never walked far. Every time he picked up a novelty or chestnut or bamboo chestnut, he would happily give one to Su Ziyi and leave it in his pocket for Bian Qing. A handful, such a well-behaved and filial appearance makes adults like him very much. They wonder why this child is so lovable.
Because of this love, Su Ziyi indulged Su Yulang more. Sometimes he would follow Su Yulang's request and kick the trunk of the chestnut tree, causing a "rain of thorn balls" in the forest, and then let Huan Huan happily Su Yulang took the bamboo clips and returned the thorn balls one by one to the bamboo basket, filling the basket full.
"This way we will have something to eat in winter." Carrying his own small bamboo basket, Su Yulang followed Su Ziyi down the mountain while counting on his fingers: "Counting this basket, we have collected seven baskets of chestnuts. "He is very good at arithmetic and has a good memory: "Amu once said that chestnuts in the town cost five cents per catty. If there are fifteen catties of chestnuts in a basket, then the basket costs seventy-five cents. Seven baskets - um -" He frowned and stretched out his little finger to calculate for a while, and then stretched out his face: "Five hundred and twenty-five cents!" "Isn't that right! Father!" Su Yu
Lang had a bright smile on his face and looked at Su Ziyi with eyes full of desire for praise.
"Yes, that's right." Naturally, Su Ziyi would not be stingy with such a small request, especially since this kind of arithmetic is indeed a bit difficult for an average ten-year-old child. It is indeed good that Su Yulang can calculate it without any effort. "It seems that Yulang has learned everything he taught." Su Ziyi reached out and touched Su Yulang's head.
"I have listened very carefully and done my homework very seriously." Su Yulang puffed up his little chest and said with some pride.
His little appearance made Su Ziyi smile. During the time he went into the mountains with Su Ziyi, Su Yulang not only grew taller and stronger, but the skin on his face also turned darker. In addition, every movement of his arms and legs as he crawled in and out of the mountains every day. They have become stronger and more agile, and they look as energetic as ordinary children. The timid and timid appearance before has faded away day by day.
"What does Yulang want to do with these chestnuts?" In Su Ziyi's opinion, the ownership of these chestnuts belongs to Su Yulang, so he did not say to keep the chestnuts or anything else, but followed the child's words and asked, His question made the child's eyes sparkle, and his words were full of desire. One glance showed that he had already had an idea in his mind: "Can I sell them?" "Of course -" Su Ziyi
nodded .
"Really?" Su Yulang was overjoyed. He thought his father wouldn't be right, but then he was troubled again. He pursed his lips and looked at Su Ziyi, worriedly asking: "But how to sell it?" Yulang thought. How to sell it?" Su Ziyi waved away the tree branch blocking the road: "If you don't know how to deal with it, you can ask your mother." Bian Qing is the one who is most familiar with these trivial matters in the family of three. Naturally, it would be best to find him.
"That's right, I'll go find Eminem later!" As soon as this problem was solved, Su Yulang became cheerful again.
Seeing the child whose emotions came and went quickly, Su Ziyi raised the corner of his mouth.
Because of the autumn harvest, Bian Qing has been a little busy recently, but compared to before, he is much more relaxed. This autumn harvest, he did not go to the fields by himself, but went to the town to find a helper. The helper only paid thirty-five cents a day, and he could cut all the rice in the field and send it to the Su family yard. Even the tassels on the ground will not fall.
Therefore, apart from turning over the grains every day and checking the progress of the helpers, Bian Qing had nothing to do every day. From this, with his hands free, he began to make new clothes for his family, so that when the weather got cold, he would not be prepared at all.
"This year's millet looks pretty good -" Su Ziyi, with Su Yulang in tow, pushed open the courtyard door and saw Bian Qing sitting at the door of the hall sewing clothes. To be honest, the way a tall and thick man holds an embroidery needle is really eye-catching, but in Su Ziyi's opinion, Bian Qing's appearance of mending clothes is very pleasing to the eye. The whole person looks gentle and moderate, not at all. Not disgusting.
"Well - you are back." Bian Qing bit off a piece of thread in his mouth, looked towards the courtyard door, and said at the same time: "Why are you back picking up chestnuts again? There are a lot of them at home." Putting aside previous years, , he will also keep some chestnuts, but this year, the family situation is very good, and he has never thought of hoarding so many.
"Amu——" As soon as Su Yulang, who was walking behind, entered the courtyard gate, he happily jumped towards Bian Qing with a small bamboo basket on his back. As soon as Bian Qing caught him, he glanced into the basket——Good guy, I picked up a lot of this little thing. This gave him a headache. Chestnuts were indeed forbidden to be stored, but they were easily eaten by insects if left for a long time.
"Yu Lang wants to take it and sell it for money." Su Yulang was a little embarrassed to speak, so he threw himself into Bian Qing's arms and looked at Su Ziyi for help. His begging look made Su Ziyi shake his head helplessly. Shaking his head, he finally spoke for him. "Selling money?" After hearing this, Bian Qing immediately frowned. He subconsciously looked down at the child in his arms, and the child looked at him with a look of helplessness.
"I thought about it, and it's indeed possible." Su Ziyi could tell at a glance that Bian Qing didn't agree with Su Yulang's idea, so he tried to persuade her: "Although the family is not short of this money, It is also good to let children exercise." Although Su Ziyi has never raised children, judging from his personal growth experience, parents should encourage children's behaviors that want to explore the world.
Su Ziyi's words were effective for Bian Qing. He didn't know when, but he felt in his heart that what Su Ziyi said made sense, and nothing would happen if he followed it.
But because of Eminem's nature, Bian Qing was still a little worried. After all, he had watched Alang grow up, so he would inevitably feel worried if he let this child who didn't like talking to strangers interact with others. Worried. But he and Su Ziyi never thought about whether Su Yulang had the same idea as them?
"Emma -" Su Yulang shook Bian Qing's arm in a flattering manner: "Okay." When the family was in trouble before, Eminem never let him help, even though he knew chestnuts could be sold for money, but in Eminem's He did not dare to enter the mountain even if he was stopped. But this time, he wanted to give it a try. Even if he could do very little, he wanted to prove that he was useful.
"Okay." Su Yulang's coquettishness is always easy to achieve this kind of request that is not too excessive. But although Bian Qing agreed, the expression on his face was still very serious. He said with an attitude: "Since If you want to go, then I'll make sure, but don't give up halfway." Even though Su Yulang really didn't want to do it at that time, he wouldn't stop him, but he still had to say that.
"Okay!" Su Yulang jumped up happily when he heard his mother's answer. His eyes were shining and he asked happily: "Then when will we go?" Looking at his happy look, Bian
Qing and Su Ziyi exchanged helpless looks, but they were relieved in the end: "Just tomorrow." Now that the work in the fields has been completed, and the millet is barely dry, as long as it is left to dry here tomorrow, Even if no one turns over the grain, nothing will happen.
"Yeah!" Su Yulang was even happier now that he had received the guarantee.
But how happy I was at that time, how speechless I was when I was sent to the market by Eminem and my father. Su Yulang never expected that his father and his mother actually wanted him to sell chestnuts at the market! Moreover, the two of them just stood back and watched, with no intention of stepping forward to help. This is different from what he thought!
Originally, Su Yulang just wanted to prove that he could do something to help the family, so he thought about giving the chestnuts he picked up to Eminem to sell in the town, and he would observe and learn from the side, so that he could help Eminem do more things next time. matter. But I didn’t expect that Eminem and his father would skip all these and let themselves sell it!
At this time, Su Yulang was almost on the point of crying.
His eyes blinked, looking longingly at his parents behind him, his body trembling as well as his heart - he couldn't do it, he was so scared, why his father and his mother did this, he didn't even
know
. what to do. He felt tears welling up in his eyes, but as soon as he felt the sourness in his eyes, he immediately turned his head back.
My father said that crying cannot solve problems.
As soon as Su Yulang's eyes turned red, Bian Qing noticed it immediately. He subconsciously wanted to go up, but was stopped by Su Ziyi. Su Ziyi held Bian Qing's arm with one hand, shook his head in disapproval, and lowered his voice: "If you go up to help him now, when will he learn to deal with the outside world?" Su Ziyi's words hit Bian Qing's head hard. In his mind, Bian Qing opened his mouth, but finally stepped back dejectedly.
Here, Su Yulang sniffed and looked timidly at the busy market. Today is a big market in the town. Many farmers have brought their newly harvested vegetables and fruits to the market. There are even two or three chestnut sellers. They are calling enthusiastically to attract customers, and everyone is shouting. The sound was loud and looked very lively.
But this excitement made it difficult for Su Yulang to blend in. He took two nervous steps back, but when he thought of his father standing behind him, all the lessons his father had given him on weekdays came back to his mind, making him Immediately stop retreating.
He took a deep breath, stepped forward suddenly, closed his eyes, and shouted like a desperate man: "We are selling chestnuts!"
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