I Broke Through Again

   Chapter 19 Five Gourds

   "This subordinate doesn't know either."

  Liu Qi glanced at Zhao Huaizhong, and felt that the atmosphere was not right. He spoke with a vibrato. If the master was angry, he would pull it.

  Fortunately, Zhao Huaizhong did not worry about this matter, the embarrassment was only a moment, he turned his head and began to listen to the class seriously.

  Unexpectedly, Liu Qi started beeping again: "Look at the prince."

  Is it something I need to clean up... Zhao Huaizhong frowned.

   However, when he turned his head to follow Liu Qi's gesture, he was also stunned.

   I saw a straw-woven bird flying in outside the window. Yes, it was a grass-woven bird. It looked rather rough, but it flapped its wings, landed on the window, and tilted its head, as if watching Zhao Huaizhong.

   Grand Prince Zhao is a little confused, where did this come from?

   Jiang Si and Wu Jia behind him didn't move, which shows that this grass bird is safe.

  Liu Qi pointed to the opposite window, meaning that he saw the girl flying over from the window.

   Zhao Huaizhong found that there was also a bamboo piece in the bird's beak with words on it.

  The girl wrote on the bamboo slip the reason for refusing to become the Concubine Chu, knowing that he was extremely absurd during the period of Zhao State's hostage, and the flowery affairs with the imperial daughters were normal.

   It turned out that the girl at the window could hear the whispers of Zhao Huaizhong and Liu Qi, so she made up a grass bird to spread the word, telling him that she was a scumbag!

  This is still due to his status as the prince, so he gave an explanation.

   The pot that the predecessor carried... The things written on the bamboo slips were indeed done by the predecessor. Although he was a proton, he could not do it, but he couldn't explain it.

  The yellow mud fell into the crotch, it was full of shit.

   "Shit is shit." Zhao Huaizhong didn't intend to be too long-winded.

   He was quite interested in this straw-woven bird.

   He had also seen this technique in the puppet scroll of the Sendai chapter, and closed his eyes slightly to recall the contents of the puppet scroll.

   Then operate on the spot, the inner breath runs, and suddenly according to the content of the Sendai chapter, the inner breath meridian is sent out of the key orifice in the body, forming a special incantation shape, coiling in the palm of the hand, and condensing like an entity.

   He caught the grass bird again and studied it.

   He immediately picked up a piece of bamboo that was used for writing on the table. Driven by the force in his body, the piece of bamboo shattered and turned into thin strands of bamboo.

   Zhao Huaizhong made a bamboo puppet according to the puppet shape given in the Sendai Puppet Chapter, but it was only a bamboo toad. He turned his hands and pressed the incantation generated by the inner breath on the back of the toad.

The    incantation immediately stretched out, turned into silk threads, and spread around the toad's body.

   His set of operations is like running clouds and flowing water, and the whole process is only twenty breaths of time.

  If someone could see the mystery and know that Zhao Huaizhong used twenty breaths to create something from scratch, mastered a primary puppet technique, and successfully completed the production of the first puppet, he would be shocked.

Although the    puppet technique is a subtle technique, it is not easy to master.

  If you want to create the imprint of the puppet spell, you need to control your own internal breath very delicately, condense but not disperse, and the generated spell imprint can play the role of controlling the primary puppet.

   Zhao Huaizhong is now learning and selling now, and it was a success at one time. It is not something that people do.

The old teacher in front had been watching Zhao Huaizhong after the class started, and when he saw the process of making toads, his eyes were so shocked that he couldn't hold back. He obviously saw the key, and was almost stunned by Zhao Huaizhong's coquettish manipulation. .

   At this moment, the bamboo toad jumped and rode on the back of the straw bird.

   Zhao Huaizhong pressed his voice and said "go", the bird flapped its wings and returned to the opposite window.

  The girl under the window finished sending the grass bird, and after a little explanation, she lowered her head and read the book, not paying attention to Zhao Huaizhong.

   Seeing that the grass bird had a bamboo toad on its back, the girl's smart eyes were a little puzzled, and she glanced at Zhao Huaizhong.

   But she saw the puppet bird in front of her was on the back, the toad raised its hind legs slightly, and there was actually a puddle of urine from its abdomen, which was urinating right on the bird's head.

   That pee is a small organ that Zhao Huaizhong made the bamboo toad, filled with natural ink used for writing in this era, and put it in the toad's body.

  The girl by the window gave Zhao Huaizhong a big white eye, got up and walked away, her slender figure disappeared from the window.

   When the old teacher finishes teaching the content to be taught, the time for the class to end is 3:00 pm.

   Zhao Huai walked out in a leisurely manner, and more than ten children of officials in the whole school stood up together and looked at him.

   A dark-skinned young man was quite bold and shouted: "Prince Prince."

   Zhao Huaizhong glanced back: "Is something wrong?"

   The boy was a little nervous: "I'm waiting...I want to invite the prince to have fun together."

   Zhao Huaizhong knew that it was a child's thing as soon as he heard it: "I'm not interested, let's play."

   A bunch of bear children looked at each other and didn't know what to do. They felt that the task of licking Zhao Huaizhong comfortably was not easy to accomplish.

  The boy who spoke first chased out of the school building and followed behind Zhao Huaizhong.

   "What's your name?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.

   "Wang Ben." The boy said.

  This is a historical celebrity... Zhao Huaizhong took a look, the young man was quite sturdy, with a square face and thick eyebrows, smart eyes, nondescript wearing a black soft leather armor, but his lower body was a normal robe.

   "I'm going to hunt outside the city in a few days, you can come with me."

   At the invitation of Zhao Huaizhong, Wang Ben was overjoyed: "Okay, I will definitely be there."

   "Prince, then I'm going?"

  Wang Ben learned the etiquette that a courtier should have when meeting the prince, respectfully stretched out his hands, bowed as a salute, and asked, "Can I invite others to come with me?"

   Zhao Huaizhong: "Yes, but if you invite them, you will be responsible for their safety.

  We are going hunting in the mountains, there is a possibility of an accident. Can you do it? "

  Wang Ben puffed out his chest and wanted to say yes, but hesitated for a while before saying, "Not necessarily."

   Zhao Huaizhong laughed: "Then think about it for yourself. If you think you can take responsibility, invite others. If you can't do it, forget it." After that, he took people out of the school, went to Ye Yufu, and returned to Xianyang Palace in the evening.

   Not long after he returned to the bedroom, Liu Qi walked in quickly:

   "Prince, a palace maid just now came to say that a strange thing happened in the afternoon."

   "We just watered the gourd vine in the garden at noon, and it actually bloomed and produced several small gourds in the afternoon."

   Zhao Huaizhong was originally paralyzed in Ge You, reclining on the seat to read the bamboo slips, and sat up after hearing the words.

   After a quarter of an hour, he came to the pavilion in the palace garden and looked at the gourd vines climbing on the pillars.

   "One two three four five..."

   A total of five small gourds are formed, which are only slightly larger than the nails.

   Around each gourd, there is also a faint foggy atmosphere.

   "It's the liquid in that container that gave birth to the speed at which this gourd blooms and bears fruit. Well, it shouldn't be the cause of the liquid alone, the gourd itself is also a different species."

   Zhao Huaizhong looked at the five small gourds and thought to himself, what if five dolls were formed and I called him grandpa?

   He hooked the corner of his mouth, thinking about observing it first, not in a hurry to continue watering with the remaining two drops of liquid in the container.

   The force was too strong, maybe the gourd was washed to death.

   Zhao Huaizhong reached out and touched one of the gourds, and found that the surface was warm and delicate, and the touch was excellent.

   Immediately ordered someone to take care of him, so Shi Shiran returned to the bedroom.

  The night gradually fell, thousands of miles away from Xianyang, along the Yellow River to the east, at the junction of Wei and Qi, in a dense forest near the Yellow River, a confrontation was taking place.

boom!

  The tree was hit by the turbulent force and collapsed suddenly.

   The turbulent air flow smashed even the boulders on the ground.

  Inside the jungle, under the effect of magic, it was dark and dark, and the wind was blowing.

   However, at this moment, a strong wind whistled suddenly, as if a storm had been carried over by someone out of thin air, blowing the gloomy ghost realm clean.

   The bright moonlight fell, and the warring parties in the forest revealed their respective figures.

   "Your Ye Yufu has been chasing me all the way from Xianyang across the border to my Dawei, which is too deceiving."

   The side in the battle is mostly a woman, with a fierce voice.

   And there were corpses lying everywhere in the forest, and most of those killed were women.

   "It's you who are bullying, kill me and leave no living creatures." The other side is naturally the Ye Yufu people.

   Under the leadership of Vice Shi Baiyao, they tracked Xia Si for days. After entering the territory of Great Wei, they were blocked by Yin Nujiao and other sects of Great Wei. The battle was tragic.

   Monday, ask for a ticket

   (end of this chapter)