No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 28

Daxia 85 years.

Zhongzhou, Wangshan Town.

Three full years have passed since the beginning of the journey.

Today's Wangshan Town is as usual, with heavy rain.

The torrential rain was indistinguishable, like a whole curtain falling down, making people almost breathless.

On the long street in the south of the town, two middle-aged men with unshaven beards sat under the rain curtain at the door, chatting boringly.

"It's raining heavily again, where is the business like this, alas."

"What do you have to complain about? At least your farm tools are still selling, but my fireworks are completely unsalable."

"Can the farm tools be sold? It's not like you don't know how many farmers have drowned in the past few years."

"Better than my house."

The fat man had nothing to say, he paused for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "What a shit, you already have a fucking son, what do I have?"

"You have money."

Fatty: "..."

Fatty's surname is Zhang, and the neighbors usually call him Fatty Zhang.

The thin man's surname is Lin, and most of the neighbors call him Lin Jiu.

Because his fireworks shop is called Jiutian.

The two are inseparable because they originally came to Wangshan Town together.

Lin Jiu looked at the drooping sky, and his tone was a little more disappointed: "I don't know who said it at the beginning. When you come to Wangshan Town, you have to get a fairy fate, you can practice, and you can live forever... the whole **** It's fart!"

"Isn't it?" Fatty Zhang sat paralyzed in front of the door, shaking his head and sighing, "Shushan recruits so many disciples every year, but the number of disciples from Wangshan town can be counted on one hand."

"To put it bluntly, we still can't live up to our expectations, we can't beat those freaks."

"Then what's our problem? It's not the group of so-called immortal masters in the sky. They don't want those who are full of tendons, don't want those who have no talent in cultivation, and don't want those who don't know how to use swords. Can this normal person go up?"

"Shh!"

Fatty Zhang didn't continue talking, and Lin Jiu didn't reply either.

The atmosphere was slightly silent, and the only sound left on the street was the sound of rainwater hitting the stone slabs and bricks, as if it was a monotonous and boring concerto.

Just like the life of the townspeople, it is boring and there is no future in sight.

"Ugh……"

Fatty Zhang glanced at Lin Jiu, shook his head and said, "You can't go back to Zhongzhou either, you are lucky, at least you have a son, and the incense can continue."

Lin Jiu curled her lips: "Hello? My mother-in-law ran away a long time ago. Now I'm supporting the family alone and raising children. What's the point?"

Fatty Zhang couldn't beat it, he gritted his teeth, and then said: "But your son is amazing! He can play tricks at such a young age, so don't worry!"

Lin Jiu didn't answer.

Because what Fatty Zhang said is true, Lin Luo is indeed very talented.

Fatty Zhang gave him such a boast, but gave him to the general.

It can't go on like this!

It's obviously a competition, how can you lose to others?
Lin Jiu pondered for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't find an argument to refute, so he could only take a half step back: "Well, that's true, that kid was smart since he was a child, but it's just..."

"A little self-contained."

……

Ning Luo didn't hear the conversation outside the shop.

Because the voices of the two were drowned in the raindrops, they almost merged with the rain.

Ning Luo only knew that Lin Jiu and Fatty Zhang next door were deserters from Da Xia.

Fatty Zhang is the messenger, and Lin Jiu is the mechanism division.

One of the two is responsible for feeding the pigeons, and the other is responsible for adjusting the ballista, and they don't have to go to the front to kill the enemy.

When they were young, they also had a passion for serving their country.

Because at that time, the southern border demon cultivators were unscrupulous and made troubles on the border of Zhongzhou, especially rampant.

Later, the students of the academy couldn't stand it anymore, and a group of lonely and brave people brazenly crossed the border, destroyed the city and opened the mountains, and slaughtered most of the rampant congregation.

The Demon Cult also restrained itself a lot.

At that time, Zhang Fatty and Lin Jiu witnessed the killing with their own eyes.

They saw those cruel and crazy demons who slaughtered the city at every turn, but they were as weak as grass in front of the monks of the academy, so weak that they were not worth mentioning.

That was also the first time they realized the powerlessness of mortals.

Later, Daxia ruled Zhongzhou, except for Wendao Academy and Shushan Xianzong who were indifferent to the world, but these two could not threaten the peace of Daxia.

It is good news for the people of Great Xia that the Demon Cult's restraint and the chaotic party's execution are good news, but it is bad news for the soldiers.

Because the enemies they have to face have changed from humans to monsters!

Snow beasts from Beiming, carrion corpses from West Desolation, sea monsters from Whale Abyss...

These eventually became the stories that Ning Luo had heard since he was a child, and his ears were almost callused.

Although he knew that Lin Jiu must have added embellishments when telling the story, and many stories were really just stories, but the indescribable fear in Lin Jiu's heart really existed.

Out of fear and yearning for monks, Zhang Fatty and Lin Jiu escaped from Daxia's army and came to Wangshan Town.

Daxia has the most basic awe of Shushan.

Because slaying demons and demons is also the duty of Shushan sword cultivator.

So they will not interfere with Wangshan Town, even though it is full of merchants who committed crimes due to opportunism, as well as the remnants of the previous dynasty, as well as deserters and villains from Daxia.

But Wangshan Town will "manage" all these well, after all, it is impossible for a fairy master to favor a town full of crimes.

So many people came to Wangshan Town, trying to win the opportunity to climb Shushan.

But they will soon recognize themselves and know how ridiculous and redundant that delusion is.

Just like Fatty Zhang and Lin Jiu now.

But it is useless to regret, from the moment they became deserters, they have become deserted citizens of Great Xia.

Going back is also throwing themselves into a trap, so they can only settle down in this town at the foot of Shu Mountain.

Ning Luo had never even seen his mother. When his vision was still blurred, he was placed at the door of Lin Jiu's house with a letter on him.

Lin Jiu confirmed the blood relationship, but almost chose to abandon it.

He didn't know that one thought of his almost ruined the entire world line. Fortunately, he still insisted on raising it in the end.

until now.

Ning Luo is only three years old, but it doesn't look like three years old.

What kind of young prodigy, born with supernatural power... Lin Jiu heard about this kind of thing a lot in Daxia, after all, this is the world of monks.

But Ning Luo was a little too exaggerated.

A three-year-old child is already six or seven years old.

Moreover, he was able to read and write before he was one year old, and he was able to take care of himself. He was just like the "true dragon emperor" declared by the royal family, even worse.

However, what Lin Jiu didn't know was that this was just the result of exhaustion of aura and restricted background.

If Ning Luo had the conditions to absorb more Qi and blood, he could exaggerate a lot more now.

Although Lin Jiu was surprised by Ning Luo's talent, he had heard many similar stories, so he only regarded it as a gift from heaven, or compensation for his "bad luck" in his life.

But genius always has flaws.

Ning Luo, or Lin Luo, his biggest problem is autism.

This child didn't like to communicate with others since he was a child, even Lin Jiu's father was the same.

But he likes reading books very much, and also likes to tinker with some mechanisms by himself.

Lin Jiu picked them up by the way when he fled from the army, because he is a machine engineer, even if he went to Wangshan Town, he still couldn't leave his skills and knowledge behind.

Lin Jiu raised the curtain at the door, glanced at Ning Luo, who was concentrating on his research, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Because he knew that Ning Luo would ignore him.

"Ugh……"

Lin Jiu sighed, just about to turn around and leave.

However, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Is there any fire raccoon at home?"

Lin Jiu was stunned, and said dumbly: "Uh, yes, there is no business recently, and the raw materials are piling up... No, what do you want Huowanshi for? It's not something children can play with!"

Huo Huanshi, as the name suggests, is a kind of spirit stone bathed in fire.

Although this kind of stone is not considered hard, it can withstand the monk's spiritual fire.

Moreover, after being burned, the flames will wrap around it and last for a long time, even if it is burned for several days, it will not leave even a trace of scorched marks.

This kind of stone is widely used in the military. A small bag of Huozhuan stone can support a whole camp of fire candles, and there are often one or two gravels in the fire bag.

But the danger is definitely there. If it is not stored properly or rescued in time, the house can be burned by it.

Ning Luo didn't intend to waste his words, but just stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the key to the warehouse."

Lin Jiu refused straight away: "No! Children are not allowed to touch such dangerous things! Do you know that Huo Huanshi..."

"I understand better than you." Ning Luo interrupted.

Lin Jiu: "..."

Although his face was dull, Lin Jiu had to admit that what Ning Luo said was true.

He really doesn't know much about a child.

But no matter what, Huo Huanshi is definitely not for Ning Luo to play with.

This is not a matter of knowledge depth, but that Ning Luo does not understand the dangers of Huohuanshi, so it is easy to get into trouble.

Even newly recruited soldiers in the army have to train dozens of times on how to recycle and store fire raccoon stones.Even so, there will be recruits who will be punished for their mistakes, and the whole army will be notified.

So Lin Jiu still said firmly: "If you can't do it, you can't do it!"

"Tsk." Ning Luo's face darkened, "Then I can't make the moisture-proof fireworks on the Xiandian instrument."

Lin Jiu immediately broke the defense.

Moisture-proof fireworks, this is his only hope for the future!

Years of torrential rains have caused the fireworks market to be sluggish, and it may be difficult to get orders for the next year's invitation to Xian Dianyi.

After all, in such a humid climate, not to mention whether fireworks are suitable for display, storage alone can become a huge problem.

However, during the "retreat" period, Ning Luo figured out moisture-proof fireworks, which allowed Lin Jiu to see a slight possibility of life turning around.

If Ning Luo didn't help, the Haikou he boasted to his neighbors before would be ruined. Of course, Lin Jiu couldn't allow this kind of thing to happen.

"This……"

Lin Jiu's lips twitched, he struggled several times in his heart, and finally said helplessly: "Okay, Dad will take you there, but let me watch."

Ning Luo nodded, acquiescing.

But in the end the key was still in his hands.

Lin Jiu said "Father will take you there", but in fact he became Ning Luo's follower, without any aura of being a father.

As for why his child is so smart and powerful, it is impossible for Lin Jiu to doubt the so-called "time traveler".

First, he has no such concept at all, and second, child prodigies are indeed very common in the world of monks.

There is no need for Ning Luo to cover up too much, the reason is the same, this is a fantasy world, of course it is impossible to use common sense to infer.

If something that can be solved by "Grandpa Ring" is over-covered, the poor acting skills will make people suspicious.

underground.

Materials for making fireworks and some scattered mechanism components are piled up in the warehouse.

Ning Luo knew Lin Jiu's former identity, so he was not surprised to see these parts.

Even the rusty hand crossbow in the corner aroused his keen interest.

It is said that a well-crafted crossbow is even more powerful than old-style firearms within 50 meters, so it is naturally no problem to pierce the body of low-level monks.

"Forget it this time."

"Lin Jiu's level is not good, the knowledge of the agency is limited, and the records in the books are too simple."

"Besides, there is no Daxia factory here, and the equipment problem is difficult to solve. I guess it is impossible to make it by myself."

"Besides, the hand crossbow is too ostentatious."

Ning Luo had his own considerations.

Although in an environment where the aura is exhausted, the hand crossbow may be a good way to break the game.

But once Ning Luo took out the hand crossbow out of thin air, such a big killer would be noticed by the audience in an instant.

This was not the result he wanted.

The scene of the society's death was still vivid in his memory before, so Ning Luo couldn't just play tricks on it.

If he wants to shut up the audience and make them forget his ugly appearance, he must do things that are difficult for them to understand.

To put it bluntly, it is to make them shout in their hearts: "I don't understand, but I am shocked!"

But if the hand crossbow is pulled out, the audience will just nod suddenly: "So there is such an operation?"

That won't work.

Hand crossbows can be researched, but they will not be relied upon to break the game.

Ning Luo quickly withdrew his gaze, and went straight to the huge cupboard where the firestones were stored.

Through the window, it can be seen that the whole fire stone presents a gradual change of red color, just like the candlelight at sunset and the glow of the afterglow.

Ning Luo took out two pieces casually, and swiped with both hands!
The two fire raccoons intertwined in an instant!
click!
"Stop! Don't!!!" Lin Jiu panicked immediately and almost flew forward.

However, nothing happened except for a few small pieces of gravel on the ground.

Ning Luo looked contemptuously: "What are you panicking about? The Huohuan stone is fragile and will break if you smash it. How can it be so easy to catch fire?"

"Ah, ah haha, yes, yes."

Lin Jiu touched the back of his head and could only laugh awkwardly.

The mechanism division in his majestic army never thought that he would be educated by a child so embarrassingly. This is really embarrassing and embarrassing.

But at the moment when Lin Jiu was distracted, Ning Luo aligned the two far ends of the fire raccoon stones, and then rubbed them violently!
A few sparks splashed and turned into a prairie fire in an instant, bursting out with dazzling light!
Ning Luo let go in time, and immediately threw Huo Huanshi on the ground.

By the time Lin Jiu reacted, the flame had already weakened a lot.

"Danger, uh..."

Lin Jiu's hand froze in the air, and finally dropped it helplessly.

Ning Luo showed no signs of fear, he squatted down and looked at the few gravels on the ground.

The fire raccoon stone is rather brittle, and when it fell to the ground, it was easily shattered into pieces.

Although the flames on several gravels were extinguished when they landed, they quickly rekindled.

"Consistent with the records in the book, the characteristics of the fire raccoon will not disappear after it is broken."

"In principle..."

Ning Luo poked the burning firestone with an iron rod, bringing it into contact with the previously broken small stones.

As he expected, the flame was quite intense when the fire stone burned, but it dimmed in an instant, leaving only a dim light like a candle.

When Ning Luo extinguished the flame and tried again, the light emitted by Huo Huanshi was not as dazzling as before.

"I see."

"It seems that most of the fire raccoon stones have the ability to draw spiritual energy, and the stone can also store a little spiritual energy."

"The moment it is ignited, the fire spirit it accumulates explodes suddenly, so it has such an exaggerated heat. But after the fire spirit in the core burns out, the flame will dim. The so-called long-lasting flame is nothing more than the fire. Shi is still slowly absorbing spiritual energy."

Ning Luo tried to cover the surface of the Huohuanshi with his hands, not only did he not feel hot, but felt very warm and comfortable.

No wonder fire raccoon has not been developed into a military material.

Even a mortal body can endure the scalding of the fire stone, so it naturally does not have the qualifications to be a weapon.

But maybe some life use can be developed?
Of course, this is not the point.

Ning Luo rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

Lin Jiu stood honestly at the side, he didn't know what Ning Luo was thinking, but he couldn't turn around and leave.

After all, he really can't rest assured that children are doing things. This is a warehouse. If Ning Luo gets into trouble, all his belongings will be burned.

"Why, you can ask Dad if you don't understand anything."

"I don't understand, can you understand?"

"..."

The corners of Lin Jiu's mouth twitched, and suddenly he became arrogant: "Whatever, you old man, I used to be the mechanism master of Daxia Feiyu Army! That's one in a thousand..."

Before Lin Jiu could finish speaking, Ning Luo rushed to talk impatiently: "Then let me ask you—"

"The enclosed space is stuffed with fire raccoon particles, can it retain its original characteristics?"

"Moongrass is boiled into pulp, can the sugar coating block the flow of spiritual energy?"

"Will it cause medicinal conflicts if the sugar-coating of Moon Grass is strengthened with dead wood vines?"

"After the purple tuckahoe is dried and ground, will the wood spirit in it change qualitatively?"

"Will the sparkling stone spontaneously ignite when it is severely squeezed?"

Lin Jiu: "I, I..."

He froze in place in a daze, and suddenly his cheeks became hot.

Before Lin Jiu could recover, Ning Luo made up his sword again and said, "Don't you understand any of them?"

Lin Jiu blushed, and wanted to answer "I understand the first one", because Huohuanshi particles can indeed retain their original characteristics in a confined space.

But when he thought about it carefully, although he could conclude this, it was based on work experience and had no theoretical support.

If Ning Luo asked again, what face would he have?
Lin Jiu said dejectedly, "I don't understand..."

Ning Luo didn't answer, nor did he mock Lin Jiu.

Although he and Lin Jiu are not close, but in this time travel, Lin Jiu is his biological father after all, and it is not appropriate to talk too much.

Perhaps it was because the number of time travels was too few, and Ning Luo felt that it was against the law to recognize his father out of thin air.

But even choosing to revive cannot solve this problem.

This is probably the only flaw in the traversal simulator.

After all, most of the real traversers should be orphans, they can have sisters, aunts, aunts...

But how can there be parents?
This is not reasonable!

Although the elders can give some help, but in many cases it will also make it difficult for the traverser to perform.

It would be great if there was a way to solve this problem, Ning Luo thought so, and quickly returned to the materials.

Of course, it was impossible for Lin Jiu to answer the questions he asked.

Because apart from Huo Huanshi, the other materials were not recorded in Lin Jiu's book, so he rarely dabbled in it.

The reason why Ning Luo knew that was because of the street fight at the barbecue stall.

It wasn't until he stepped into the gymnasium and saw the bar named "Forgetting" that he realized the most critical question.

His biggest advantage right now is actually not his skills.

It lies in the memory of the barren mountain material that I have obtained through my destiny.

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(End of this chapter)