Chapter 55 Looking forward to the boat

When Rong Hui saw dozens of magic weapons scattered into ashes one after another, he couldn't help sighing: "Thre things!" A little more firepower has been added. After refining the magic weapon, Bixia began to burn five crystals. In a moment, the crystal turned into five strands of solution and continued to be stripped and decomposed by the flame. When the crystal completely melted, she whispered, "The head of the gun!" Rong Hui took out the head of the gun, raised his hand and threw it into the heart of the flame, continuing to urge the "heart fire".

The crystal melt wrapped the head of the gun, as if it had fallen into the boiling ice water, boiling and constantly bubbling. Bixia saw that the melt in the flame seemed to be reduced, and it was not enough, and then said to Rong Hui: "If you want the magic weapon to be harder, just add a few 'diamonds'."

"Diamond?" Rong Hui hesitated: "I'm going to become a poor man again!" Raise your hand and wave it gently and throwing it forward. Ten "diamonds" emerged out of thin air and shot into the heart of the flame. Away from the fire, the "diamond" gradually melted and wrapped around the crystal.

Bixia does not wait for the crystal melt to be immersed, with her left hand to print and her right hand to wave out. The spiritual power is everywhere, and the melt is elongated and turned into a six-foot long gun. The black front crystal rod is unique.

Rong Hui saw her patting the stone pillar, and the flames suddenly went out, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "It's over? I haven't pulled away the 'dharma weapon essence' yet, and I haven't even added a magic circle. Is it over?

"What else can we do if it's not over?" Bixia squeezed her lips and smiled softly: "This gun is integrated with laws and artistic conception, not a hundred times stronger than the magic array?"

Rong Hui felt that he was fooled, angry and funny. Seeing the heat wave burning on the gun barrel, he simply "broken the jar and fell down" and raised his hand to the river. The river burst, stimulated the gun rod, sparkled, "pop" exploded, and the water vapor rolled away.

The river continued to stir up, "pa pa..." and a continuous explosion, and then turned into a "sneer--" with a long sound, which lasted for a long time. Rong Hui waited for the magic gun to cool down, raised his hand and waved it. He held it in his hand without weight. He couldn't help but be surprised: "This, this is too light!" While talking, Bixia closed the boundary array, the breeze brushed, and the water vapor dispersed.

"Let me see!" Xiaoxuan went to Rong Hui and took it over and gently weighed it. Sure enough, she was lighter than Hong Mao and hurriedly asked Bixia, "What's going on?"

"It's right!" Bixia smiled and explained, "It shows that it is not affected by gravity, which is the characteristic of the 'ancestor'. This is the same, which is better than those magic weapons with magic arrays. With that, he raised his hand and gently beckoned, took the crystal gun to his hand, waved it twice, and happily praised: "Yes, yes, it's yours!" With that, he threw it back to Rong Hui.

"What's good!" Rong Hui's sad face, holding a crystal gun, and can't help dripping blood in his heart: "I can send a powerful 'five dragon pestle', my brother's 'sun sword' that has just reached the sun, and my brother's 'round moon golden knife' that cuts iron like mud... It's not bad to change such a thing..." His hand moved his mind and waved a shot, which was like an arm's finger. There is no stagnation in the spiritual power. The power is through the black front, the orientation, strength, etc., and it is only in one thought.

He was refreshed and waved two shots in a row. He still did whatever he wanted. He couldn't help laughing: "Good gun, good gun, just call it 'Ruyi gun'!" Looking up at the sky and seeing that it was dark, he discussed the two daughters: "How about we have a good meal!" Seeing the two nodded, they walked up to the felt first and sat down generously.

The three of them ordered their own household items. They not only found pots, pans, grill plates and other utensils, sheep's milk, cheese, whole sheep, pastries, spiritual rice and other food, but also found many famous wines such as barley, horse milk, Fenjiu and so on. So I decided to make a fire to roast the lamb and make rice.

Rong Hui asked the two women to sit down: "Today, I will show you a hand. What is chef's demeanor!" At present, he ordered the panda to collect firewood and make a fire by himself. The bear was full of grievances, roared and staggered away.

Xiaoxuan frowned and asked, "Brother?" Although Bixia was so ashamed, she didn't blame her. Rong Hui took a small advantage, lit firewood, and immediately changed the topic: "It is said that the three words burning, roasting and roasting are all put in the fire, but the location is different..."

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he had to brush butter on the whole lamb and asked himself: "This burning is to put things in the center of the flame... baking is to put things between the color flame and flame... This roasting is to put things on the flame... Do you know what is the best way to roast rabbit meat? Do you know what kind of firewood roasting fat duck is the most delicious? It's full of knowledge..." At the reach of God's mind, he sensed where the bear was, raised his breath and said, "Wow the goods, let you collect firewood, where have you died!"

The sunset is over and the valley is quiet. The night is as cold as water and cold. The three were found, took out a dome bag and moved the dinner to the account. In addition to enjoying the blessings before the bonfire, I also drank a lot of good wine. After three rounds of wine, he sat crookedly in the tent and smoked like a fairyland.

The bonfire darkened, and the three of them were drunk and lay on the wool blanket. Rong Hui was so distracted that he took Xiaoxuan's hand and took the opportunity to explore. Xiaoxuan was stunned, blushed and whispered, "Don't!" A word has been held in Rong Hui's arms.

He pulled a goose feather quilt, rolled around, wrapped them into a roll, and rolled to the other side of the bonfire. Xiaoxuan was full of shame and couldn't help struggling like a rabbit, but hit Rong Hui's heart, hugged her tightly, bit her earlobe and smiled: "She's drunk!" In a word, his hand has reached into his skirt.

Xiaoxuan is ashamed, and her skin can't help but tighten. Rong Hui wanted her and blew into her ear: "Good sister... Don't make a sound... I'll do it twice..." The voice trembled softly, and his body was burning hot. The goose feather was already hot in the quilt, and Xiaoxuan was stuffed in the quilt, sweating like rain, like suffocating. A heart beats. Although it blames itself, the body has its own ideas. It burns slowly and prefers to indulge to death. He followed his heart, and his legs wrapped around his waist.

This night, Xiaoxuan fell asleep tiredly and didn't breathe. Rong Hui fell asleep, but dreamed of Bixia again. She passed on her three moves, "Xiao Fengcai Chrysanthemum", "Phoenix Zhenyu", "Green Cloud Out" and "Ten-foot Pearl Curtain". As soon as the two woke up and looked out their heads, they saw a silk book on the wall opposite, and the servants went to the bed empty.

In November of Hongxiao's 14th year, the herdsmen failed to seize the "blood clotting gun" and sent a large number of masters to sneak into the Central Plains to destroy and destroy countless acres of land as a sign of revenge. The news that the war was coming to an end was disillusion, and the "South Index" plummeted and gold prices soared. The court was caught off guard and had to send commissioners to Yanjing, Nanjing, Shandong, Henan and other places for disaster relief and rectify defense.

In December, pastoral masters suddenly appeared in Liaodong and burned down forest fields. Liaodong was so hungry that the world shook. While sending people to comfort, the court contacted the major immortals and organized a counterattack. When the masters of various factions rushed to Yinchuan City one after another and prepared to fight against the pastoral army, the pastoral army suddenly retreated to the grassland.

In order to appease people's hearts, the imperial court also exempted money and grain taxes from Huguang, Jiangxi, Shandong, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Henan and other attacked places. The news came out, and the whole country celebrated. For a while, gold prices fell, and the "South Index" rose, and the Xiuzhen world began to recover.

In the first month of the fifteenth year of Hongxiao, Ji Sheng returned to the court, and the emperor sacrificed the world in the southern suburbs of Yanjing, and then began to discuss meritorious service.

After Rong Hui said goodbye to Bixia, he took turns with Xiaoxuan and rushed back to Jincheng at the end of October. At that time, when there was a corpse king in Jincheng, the "Huangshui Zhenwang" had just asked the master to collect the body. When he heard that Rong Hui came back to recover his life, he immediately summoned him and asked why.

Yong Hui restrained his breath and only said that he had broken the foundation of the ancient tomb, so he narrowly escaped for his life. Zhu Xin stood beside the "true king" and was also happy to see Rong Hui come back. And because he was ashamed of leaving the ancient tomb first, he tried his best to guarantee Rong Hui.

Rong Hui casually mentioned the matter of the "blood coagulation gun", and the "true king of Huangshui" seemed to smile. After listening to it, Zhang took Rong Hui to the warehouse, saying that "if you have merit, you must be rewarded". Rong Hui was also appointed as the captain of the 'demon capture team' and asked him to lead the team to capture the corpse king.

Rong Hui readily agreed and was happy to take Xiaoxuan to hang out in Jincheng. Until the first month of the 15th year of Hongxiao, the emperor rewarded him for his achievements. Huangshui Zhenwang asked the court for his meritorious capture of demons and enemies. He didn't even see half of the golden jade clothes, so he was awarded the title of "Taoist" and was given a spiritual mountain. After his great thanks, he asked the "King of Huangshui" to help buy a three-dimensional Clippers.

When the wind and snow are continuous, the Yellow River freezes. On the one hand, the two modified the boat to make the message smooth. Play around and enjoy the scenery of the north. Wait for the Yellow River to be unsealed, go down the river, go straight to Yangzhou, and then go home.

In February, the spring is cold, the Yellow River begins to thaw, and the ice slag is rolling, which is unstoppable. Rong Hui didn't pull up the anchor until March, took Xiaoxuan and the panda down the stream. Zhu Xin and he met on the same sky road at the wharf in the city. After sending the two away, he was also accompanied by the guards sent by the "Huangshui Zhenwang" to take the flying instrument to Chang'an in Hanzhong, and then go south to Yizhou to return to Hunan from Jincheng along the river.

"Little Hui!" Under the sun, the ship travels fast. Rong Hui held a fishing rod and sat on the stern deck shouting pandas. He wore a bamboo crown, wore a straight silk, crossed his legs and leaned against the master's chair, leisurely. The bear lay down by the chair and slept. He was very dissatisfied with the roar.

"Don't be angry!" Rong Hui looked at the fish in the waves and smiled leisurely: "It's your honor to be the same as our name!" Besides, white and black are gray, how appropriate!" The bear shook the bear's head and roared, which was even more dissatisfied.

"I've been fishing for a long time, why haven't any fish been hooked!" Rong Hui narrowed his eyes and discussed the bear: "Why don't you go down and look for it again?" Hearing this, the bear remembered that the guy threw himself into the river to catch fish yesterday and almost drowned himself. The bear couldn't help trembling and wailed.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you learn to swim?" Rong Hui smiled indifferently and continued to encourage: "By the way, bears can catch fish. Why can't you? You don't have to learn. As the saying goes, wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit. If you don't learn, you can only nibble on bamboo. What's the pain of eating more and making up less? With that, he raised his hand and waved it gently. The wind was everywhere, and the cat and the bear "wooned" and cried. The bear flew out with a sound and fell into the water. When the waves rise, it has been thrown out by ten feet.

"Quick, swim!" Rong Hui saw the cat and the bear practicing "dog/climbing" in the river and quickly greeted: "The boat doesn't wait for the bear. If you don't hurry up, you will fall! When you catch a carp, I'll let you come up. Hurry up!"

In the spring of March, people all over the world began to pay attention to the imperial examination. A column was also opened in the sound of the sound, focusing on the court's post-war employment policy. Rong Hui had a headache when he heard this. He simply broke a bamboo pole and sat in the stern fishing. If you have nothing to do, just take pleasure in teasing bears.

He stood up, sentry the bear with his mind, pointed to the river and shouted, "Get ready, there is a fish in front of you. Left, go one foot to the left. OK, attention, the fish is coming, ten feet... five feet, go down!" Seeing that the panda pricked down, he picked up a big carp in his hand for a moment and cheered happily: "Okay, well done!" He raised his hand and gently took it back to the deck, feeling proud.

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