Nightfall Chapter 114: There is nothing new in the wasteland

During the cleaning process, Ning Que saw the chessboard. After a short pause, he threw the chessboard into the corner, then reached out and picked up the **** umbrella, and couldn't help shaking his head.

Compared with the appearance of the past ten years, the **** umbrella has undergone a lot of changes. The greasy gray scale on the umbrella surface has completely disappeared, revealing a very thin and transparent pure black cloth, and several places on the edge There were a few breaches, which looked very miserable.

The **** umbrella that used to be indestructible and able to withstand all attacks in the world has actually become this look. You can imagine how terrifying the power of the Buddha's light in Lanke Temple.

Ning Que continued to clean up, sorting the iron arrows, paper talisman, and spare replacement arrow clusters into categories and placing them in a convenient place. Then, he lifted the floor of the carriage, took the dry food hidden in it, and started the carriage talisman. I checked out the strange stones, and the goblin Huangguo that the **** horse ate.

According to the current quantity, it should be possible to return to the academy from the wasteland. Even if the dry food is not enough, he will not worry that he will not be able to find food in the wasteland. It is not difficult for him to find a water source. It's not a big deal, it's just a lot of effort to write a few more water symbols.

The talisman paper in the copper basin has long since disappeared, turning into a warm yellow flame.

This is a fire symbol written by Ning Que a long time ago. It looks amazing, but in fact, both the flame temperature and the duration of time are very common. In the small pot on the copper basin, the water had just boiled, and the rice grains were tumbling up and down in the water. The color of the rice was all too small to feed the water. It would take until it was cooked.

Ning Que got out of the wagon with a ground ginseng, summoned the **** horse that had been on alert hundreds of meters away, and touched the mane on its neck, thinking about living and dying in Lanke Temple. The picture was a little moved, and said: "From now on, I have a bite of meat and you have a bite of soup."

After saying this, he stuffed the ground ginseng into the mouth of the **** horse, and then patted its head.

The **** horse ya ya ya ya chewed the ground ginseng in two mouthfuls. Yi Yuwei raised his head, looked at Ning Que pitifully, and kept clicking his mouth.

Its meaning is very clear. Although the owner has always been shameless, he would only give me soup if he has meat, but now I am now allowed to eat such a thin piece of ginseng. Where can I be full? You know, today I was scared by that strange sinkhole and that terrible temple, and I ran more than three hundred miles with you. Don't understand the truth of starving labor?

Ning Que was a little ashamed. Said: "Tomorrow, I must get some meat for you, let’s do that today."

The big dark horse squinted his head lightly, a little angry. More helpless.

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The rice porridge in the pot was cooked, exuding a faint fragrance, Ning Que lifted Sangsang up and sat down. Feed her the porridge and say: "There are some medicines in the porridge, the scumbag who stole it, don't let it know."

Sangsang looked out of the car with a little embarrassment, then lowered his head and ate the porridge with a smile. After eating a small bowl, he was a little better, thinking that he was injured, and said: "You eat too Some."

Ning Que said: "I have eaten it."

Sangsang said: "Dry food for cold water. How delicious."

Ning Que said: "That is to say, life is easier after arriving in Weicheng. I think that when we were in Minshan, eating dry food would be an excellent life. Don't worry about me not being used to it."

Sangsang thought that it is easy to change from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality. Nowadays, eating dry food is certainly not as good as when he was a child, but he knew Ning Que's temperament. No longer persuading him, just silently telling himself that he should get better quickly.

The rice porridge in the pot is still boiling, making a popping sound, the hot mist is steaming, and the cabin is very warm. Only the **** umbrella in the corner and the chessboard seemed to exude a chill.

The seemingly uncommon chessboard is naturally the chessboard left by the Buddha. Ning Que couldn't understand. It was obviously the carriage on the chessboard, why did the chessboard appear in the carriage in the end.

"We now know that we are in the depths of the Western Wilderness and the location has been determined, but we don't know how many days have passed since Lanke Temple's transformation."

He said: "The old monk said that the world has been searching for us for a long time. It seems that the chessboard is still playing a role. We are racing on the mountain road inside but in an instant. Maybe the real world outside has been a long time, although it is still It’s late autumn, but I think it’s at least ten days later."

Sangsang felt that his calculation was very reasonable, thinking about the Buddha's light in Lanke Temple, I had lingering fears, and thinking about the movement of the temple before entering the chessboard, and said: "Guess that the one who broke the temple on the day is Mr. He Er, what happened to them, I don’t know if something happened."

Ning Que said: "Don't worry, there are at most two people in the world who can handle my two seniors at the same time, but those two people are afraid of irritating the teacher, so they must not dare to act."

The two people he was talking about were naturally the first lectures in the Hanging Temple.

"I am more worried about Master Qishan."

Ning Que thought about the benevolent Buddhist monk, and thought of the scene when the master opened the chessboard to send the two of them away, frowning and said: "The master's body is inherently bad. Use mantra to help me fight the seven thoughts. , And then forcibly reversed the chessboard, I really don’t know if he can hold it."

Sangsang was also very worried when he heard the words, took out a black chess piece from his waist and looked at it in a daze.

Ning Que knew that this was the last game of Washan’s three games, and Sangsang said in a low voice, "I feel bad. Keep this chess piece. Remembrance."

Sangsang nodded, grasped his fist, held the black chess piece tightly, and then looked at the chessboard and said: "This chessboard is no longer the breath of Buddha, is it ruined?"

Ning Que said: "After all, it is the relic of the Buddha. Even if you can no longer open the world on the chessboard, it is good to keep the money for sale. It is not easy to find a place to bury it."

The night is getting darker, and the dark horse has fallen asleep.

It has thick skin and thick flesh, and doesn't care about the cold wind whizzing through the night in the wasteland. Its sleeping method is very different from that of ordinary horses. It does not fully support the weight of its body with four hooves, nor does it lie on the ground like those weak old horses, but tilts its head against the carriage, like a drunkard. Leaning back, his nostrils swayed slightly, sniffing the scent of rice porridge wafting from the window, sleeping extremely sweetly.

The hot mist of rice porridge was permeated in the carriage, and the talisman paper in the copper basin was still slowly releasing heat. It was a little sultry and suffocating. Ning Que reached out and pushed the skylight on the roof of the carriage to open a gap.

The silver moonlight came in through the gap, sprinkled on him and Sangsang, and fell on the surface of everything. It became the world of their favorite silver.

Sangsang shrank in his arms, clutching his shirt with his right hand, looking at the night sky in the gap, and found that the starry night in the wasteland was still as bright as before, but she always felt that someone among the stars was watching Looking at himself, he couldn't help feeling frightened, and grabbed Ning Que's clothes tighter.

Ning Que didn't know what she was thinking at this time, so she bowed her head and kissed her forehead. Found that her forehead was slightly cold. But it is much better than when I was sick.

He raised his head to look at the stars in the night sky, suddenly his heart moved slightly, and he stretched his fingers to the starry sky in the gap. Slowly moving his fingertips, looking extremely solemn.

Sangsang looked at the movement of his fingertips and confirmed that it was not a two-character. Nervously asked: "New symbols?"

Ning Que said triumphantly: "Where is the talisman, I just wrote a few words, a very bleak post, at least it can be ranked in the top ten of my work, how much silver can you say?"

The carriage is all silver, but those are all vain, and no matter how depressing the world is, it is also vain. It is worthless if it cannot be saved.

Sangsang shook his head with some regret, and said: "If you really want to go back to the academy, there are not many dangers on the road. This word cannot be sold for money, so it is better to learn a few new symbols quickly."

"Although I have entered the state of mind, but the master and his old man have already gone to the kingdom of God with the ghost master, no one has pointed him. At most, he can write an indefinite talisman. He is a genius of Talisman, where can he realize the second new Talisman so easily."

Ning Que thought of what Sangsang said earlier, and remembered an extremely important thing. He looked at her and said: "No matter what dangers are encountered along the way, you are not allowed to use magic skills. Never open the **** umbrella."

Sangsang understood what he meant and nodded slightly.

If she uses Xiling Divine Art, she is very likely to get sick again, or die or attract Pluto’s eyes. If she opens the **** umbrella, it is very likely to cause some other changes, and it may also attract Pluto’s eyes. , Or the attention of the two great powers of Buddhism and Taoism, no matter which situation is extremely dangerous.

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In the early morning, Sangsang was still asleep, and Ning Que had already woke up. He checked the weather and the direction of the wind, and determined that today was a good day on the road, so he woke the **** horse with his fist and let it hurry on the road.

However, the black carriage didn't go far before it met the enemy. This is the depths of the wasteland, a place off the beaten track, even if it is difficult for people to meet one, let alone encounter enemies.

The only thing that can explain this situation can only be that Haotian has discovered the existence of the daughter of the Hades, the invisible but invisible but always in motion, and began to try to destroy her.

This is a slightly undulating meadow. The yellow grass on the meadow has already been swept down by the cold wind. It may die, or it may be waiting to come back again next spring.

Dozens of prairie cavalry in leather armor stood silently on top of a meadow, reaching out from time to time to comfort the tired horses under them. It seems that they also came here after a long journey.

Ning Que glanced at the prairie cavalry. Without observing the details of the armor, he guessed the origin of these people. In the Western Wilderness, only the tribe of the Royal Court of the Right Account could have such an elite cavalry.

At this time, the black carriage is still about two hundred feet away from the prairie cavalry in the right tent of the king's court. It is still beyond the range of the bow and arrow. He can completely let the **** horse take advantage of the speed and directly stab and charge. In the past, I believe that no matter how good the cavalry is, it is impossible to catch up with them.

It’s just that the prairie cavalry are scattered on the meadow. The assault line is very long and seems sparse and weak. In fact, it is to prevent the black carriage from escaping. If Ning Que wants to leave without a fight, he needs to go around as much as possible. Make a big bend to get around this meadow, but that would take too much time.

The most critical issue is that Ning Que has been dealing with horse thieves and prairie cavalry in the wasteland for many years. He is sure that the cavalry who come to intercept him will definitely come in endlessly. If he meets the interceptors Then he folds and walks away. With the opponent's riding and hunting methods, it only takes a few repetitions to trap the black carriage in the depths of the wasteland with a large number of cavalry, which is very dangerous.

So Ning Que didn't avoid it. The black carriage still drove slowly towards the meadow, and the speed became faster and faster. The steel wheels crushed the frost-covered grass stems, splashing countless dirt.

A cavalry leader above the meadow found that the black carriage had rushed towards his side. There was no joy or idiot expression on his face, but he became extremely dignified, and then he slowly pulled out of his waist. Sabre.

Regardless of the left tent and the right tent or the golden tent, the sabers of the prairie cavalry and horse thieves are curved. When Ning Que was professionally cutting wood in Weicheng a few years ago, he was also used to using this machete.

Because this kind of knife cuts the head very smoothly.

Dozens of prairie cavalry simultaneously drew out their scimitars from their sheaths, and their voices were endless.

When the black carriage drove to the bottom of the meadow at high speed and should never be able to change its direction, more than a dozen cavalrymen quietly appeared behind the leader, took down their bows and arrows and aimed at the carriage!

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For Ning Que, there is nothing new on the wasteland.

He is more familiar with the combat routines of the prairie cavalry and horse thieves than he is even more familiar with the fourteenth chapters of the Three Sparse Chapters of the Army of the Tang Dynasty, so when he saw those who had been hidden under the meadow before, he showed up at this time The arched bow rider did not have any surprises or shocks, but felt a bit boring because of being too familiar.

The bowstring hummed, and the arrow slammed through the air. More than ten feather arrows drew an arc line in the air and threw it toward the black carriage from above the meadow dozens of meters away.

"A dozen boxwood bows actually play projectiles? Even though the target of the carriage is big, it can't be played like this."

Ning Que glanced behind him, Sangsang was still asleep, his two small hands were tightly clenched by the quilt, his eyebrows were extremely tight, and he didn't know what he saw in his dream.

He skimmed out of the carriage and landed on the back of the big dark horse, his legs lightly pinched the horse's belly.

The big dark horse hissed happily and rushed forward!

Just before the moment, the connection between the cowl and the car body has been released by Ning Que. The dark horse rushed forward and immediately separated from the car. The car that lost power continued to drive under the action of inertia, but it just became slow. A bit.

In the process of slowing down, there was a light pop in the black carriage, and the sunroof on the roof, the windows on both sides, and the front doors were all locked by the springs.

The feather arrows thrown by the prairie cavalry finally fell, whistling and stern.

Five or six arrows accurately hit the carriage that was slowly stopping. However, for a carriage made of pure steel, being hit by these seemingly terrifying arrows would be worse than tickling it.

The arrow burst into the carriage, then broke off from it, and fell to the ground. It looked like a few dry straw trying to pierce the stone. It was ridiculous and very pathetic.

The black carriage is very thick. Once it is completely enclosed, it is difficult to hear the outside sound. Those feather arrows hit the carriage, and there are very slight beeping sounds, like a bird pecking.

In the carriage, Sangsang was still asleep, probably listening to the sound of the arrow falling, waved his arms somewhat unhappily, as if he wanted to drive the sound away from his ears, then turned over and continued to sleep.

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(This chapter is quite satisfactory. Then tomorrow I will try to write the daytime updates during the day. It is convenient for everyone to read. I will also adjust the biological clock again. If you continue to do this, your body will really be unable to withstand it.) {Piaotian Literature www. piaotian.com thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}