Rune

Chapter 4 Pen and Ink at Night
Daqin
The country has no borders, and the world belongs to Daqin.

After Xu Baiyan crossed over, he listened to someone explain it for a long time before he understood this point.

As for whether the [Qin] in this world is related to the [Qin Dynasty] in his cognition, there is no way to verify it.

Because as early as the 390th year of the Qin calendar, the frontiers of the Qin Dynasty had swallowed all the surrounding countries, crossed mountains and seas, merged all land plates, and finally merged into one.

Now, it is 600 and [-] years in the Qin calendar, because the name "Qin Shihuang" only appeared in the history books to record him after the fall of the Qin Dynasty, so there is no Qin Shihuang in this world.

Even if there is, then he doesn't have that name. Ordinary people naturally don't know whether the name of the ancestor of Daqin is Yingzheng. They just know that the founder who started everything is honored as 'Qin Yuanzong'.

However, the name of "Killing the God Bai Qi" has been passed down, but it is not just the murderous name of killing 40 creatures, but because the Bai family has joined the Qin army for generations, and they have made countless military exploits for generations. After a hundred years of precipitation, the Bai family has already become a real god-like existence in the hearts of the people of Daqin.

Xu Baiyan has been in this world for 17 years, the original world has long been sealed in the depths of memory, even in a dream, it has not appeared for many years.

So. He is Xu Baiyan, the child who was picked up at the frontier without a father or a mother.

At night, the streets of Yucheng were already without lights.Only the black moon and the white moon in the sky complement each other, casting a thin light on the stone road.

Here is located on the edge of the Gobi, the traffic is very inconvenient, there are no outsiders, the city is small, there are some farmlands outside the city, barely self-sufficient, after the sun goes down, every household closes the stall and closes the door, only the watchman knocks from time to time Playing broken gongs, shouting that the sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire and candles.

Xu Baiyan felt a little awkward these few times, because in this kind of weather, let alone be careful of candles, even if you deliberately set a fire, it would be choking enough to light it.

The chubby foal walked along the stone road and finally stopped in front of a restaurant.

"Dong dong dong" Xu Baiyan knocked on the door softly.

Soon the door opened, and there was no light inside the door, it was very dark, only two round white eyeballs were hanging in the air.

If this is the first time someone sees this situation, they will definitely be terrified.

But this is definitely not a supernatural thing, it's just that the owner of this winery is so dark that he can completely blend in with the night. If he closes his eyes and purses his mouth so that his teeth don't leak out, then he is almost like a ghost at night. invisible.

"Why are you here so late today?" Zhang Laohei complained.

"When we were crossing the river on the road, the horse was unwilling to leave and insisted on drinking water, so it was delayed for a while." Xu Baiyan's face was full of apology.

"Why are you always like this? It doesn't matter if you love to help others. It shows that you have a kind heart, but you don't care what the horse does. It's okay to be thirsty for three days."

Old gangster Zhang said, turned sideways, and motioned for the other party to enter the house quickly.

As for his saying that Xu Baiyan has a "kind heart", in fact Xu Baiyan is really kind. If an old lady falls on the road, he will definitely help her up. Even if someone tells him, he may be blackmailed. , he will still help.If someone on the road is about to be hit by a carriage, he will go to rescue even more dangerously.

He is such a character.

But...if Zhang Laohei knew that just a few hours ago, Xu Baiyan was holding a knife and cutting off twelve heads steadily and earnestly, he would never associate kindness with Xu Baiyan again.

But in Xu Baiyan's own opinion
The person who kills the horse thief and the kind and helpful person are both themselves, and there is no conflict.

Because horse thieves robbed the road and he was a soldier, it was reasonable to kill a few horse thieves.

And when others are in danger, and I happen to see it, it is natural to help, which is also reasonable.

Reasonable things should be done naturally.

After entering the restaurant, Xu Baiyan went directly to the guest room.

For a restaurant in this small town, this room is pretty good, with a table and chairs, a big bed, and the window facing the main street, covered with cloth to prevent air leakage.

Xu Baiyan owns this guest room for a fixed few days every month, because he has no place to stay because he is going to a school in the city.So Zhang Laohei will vacate this place in advance.Although he said that even if you come, you don't need to pay, but Xu Baiyan still insists on giving it. After a few years, it's not bad for a copper coin.

Creaking—the door was pushed open, and the dark boss came in, holding a pen and ink in his hands, and a roll of paper in the creaking nest.

Every time Xu Baiyan came to stay at the store, he had to prepare a pen and paper. As time passed, the boss didn't even need to ask, he just brought it over.

"What grade is it now?" The boss put these things on the table.

"Still a beginner."

"Oh." The boss nodded: "Study hard, don't be discouraged."

"Of course." Xu Baiyan replied with an extraordinarily sincere and cordial smile.

But the boss felt very uncomfortable, because he watched Xu Baiyan study in the school in the city for 5 years, from a half-old child to a teenager, but he was always at the 'beginner' stage.

Daqin established a school, and anyone who wanted to learn could sign up for it, and the money needed every year was not much.

Even in a remote place like Yucheng, there is a big school.

It's just that there are only three stages of learning that can be taught: [beginner], [knowledge], and [studying]. For higher levels, you have to go to a bigger city.

And there is only one teacher in the school.

But no matter what, a 17-year-old boy is still a beginner, isn't it a bit unreasonable.

Over the past few years, Zhang Laohei has seen with his own eyes how hard Xu Baiyan worked. Every night when he came, he had to carry an oil lamp to write in the room for most of the night.

Because [beginners] have not started to learn specific knowledge, they just learn to write, so Xu Baiyan keeps writing.

It took five years to write, and other peers had already entered a higher level of education, but he was still practicing calligraphy, practicing calligraphy, until today.

Spread out the rice paper, drop a few drops of thick ink into the inkstone, and pick up the ink stick, and grind it carefully. After a few breaths, Xu Baiyan picked up the brush, tapped the inkstone lightly, and then made a stroke.

The moment the pitch-black tip touched the white paper, before the ink smudged away, the tip of the pen quickly swept across, like a thick knife that had cut down countless people. It was thick and vigorous, and then turned a little bit, converging all the ink marks in one place, and turning back a powerful closing brush!

A "one" word.

There was only one stroke, and it was written so quickly that the dark-skinned boss hadn't left yet.

So he saw Xu Baiyan's stroke as a matter of course.

In fact, in the past few years, he has seen Xu Baiyan writing countless times.

For example, the character [工]', the character [factory], [丿], [勹], [厶], [冫], etc., are all extremely simple strokes.

Although it is simple, every time he watches it, he can't help but want to take a deep breath. Sometimes, even a few drops of sweat will ooze from the corner of his forehead.

I don't know if it's because of the good writing, or some other reason.

In short, the boss has scolded that unconscionable school teacher more than once in his heart.

The words are all written like this, so why not let me go to school?
(End of this chapter)