Overcast sky, drizzling rain.
In an empty training ground.
A group of teenagers formed a circle, and Zhen Jin fell to the ground at the moment, surrounded by the teenagers in the center.
The teenagers looked down at Zhen Jin, constantly making laughter and ridicule, and their faces were full of disdain.
The leading boy was a burly man with cyan hair that stood upright on his scalp like a steel needle of several inches.
The young-haired boy folded his arms and stepped on Zhenjin's shoulders: "Zhijin! Remember to me, your Baizhu family is just a viscount, defeated! A guy like you wants to be on an equal footing with us? "
The young-haired boy suddenly raised his foot and stomped on Zhenjin's head, grinning: "I'll teach you a lesson today! From now on, no matter where you see us in the castle, you will give us a lesson. I bow my head obediently, make way for me obediently, and step aside!"
"The lower-class nobles must have the appearance of the lower-class nobles. Let me see you look at me, Qingkui, and I will beat you to a cripple."
"have you understood?"
Qing Kui let out a low roar, and with his feet, he directly crushed Zhen Jin's head into the mud.
"Ming... I understand. Cough, cough!" Zhen Jin made a difficult voice.
"Hahaha." Qing Kui raised his head and laughed smugly, let go of his feet, and walked away.
Before leaving, he left a sentence: "Of course, Zhen Jin, if you are not convinced, you can challenge me at any time. My Qingkui is waiting for you anytime, anywhere!"
"Cough cough cough." Zhen Jin struggled and sat up. Because he just opened his mouth to speak, the muddy water could not help but flow back into his throat, causing another cough.
Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the teenagers lost interest.
"Bah, what is it!"
"Just because he wants to challenge Young Master Qingkui? Why?"
"With his embroidery needle, hahaha."
It was raining heavily, and the teenagers surrounded Qingkui, burst into laughter, and all entered the castle.
Zhen Jin sat in the mud, letting the rain hit him.
He was covered in scars and looked extremely pale. After being stunned for a moment, he turned his eyes slightly and stared at a sword in the mud.
It was his sword.
This is a very thin rapier.
The rapier was soaked in the muddy water, and it seemed that it no longer had the sharp light of the past.
Memories come to an abrupt end here.
When Zhen Jin returned to reality, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "I am a member of the Baizhu family? The territory seems to be in the south. Shengming University has joined the southern nobles of the empire in the past 100 years. It seems that it used to be an earldom?"
About a hundred years ago, in order to end the final conquest as soon as possible and unify the human race continent, Emperor Shengming took the initiative to recruit the last remaining stubborn forces in the human race.
These stubborn forces turned into the new nobles of the Shengming Empire.
However, the previous brutal war had led to a deep hatred between these new nobles and the old nobles under the command of Emperor Shengming.
A large number of relatives and friends between the two sides died in the battlefield. Both sides were stained with the blood of each other's clansmen.
Therefore, Jin Jin, who represented the new noble force to join the Temple and become a candidate for the Templar Knights, naturally suffered from the opposition, suppression and exclusion of the old nobles.
Pinjin felt a little puzzled.
It was a humiliating memory that reappeared in his heart at this moment, but did not bring him anger and hatred.
"Strange, my mood is very calm, as if passers-by are watching."
"Another point… "
What he pays more attention to is not the content of this memory, but another question - why does the memory emerge
"The memory came when I tried to use the long sword."
"It's also a weapon. I tried a machete before, but no memory emerged. But when I grasped the hilt, it emerged."
"When I was by the river before, the first memory I remembered was the scene of taking an oath when I joined the temple. At that time, it was the first time I heard the word Templar from Zidi."
Looking back on these two experiences, Zhen Jin speculated: "In this way, the key to reproducing memories is to find a trigger point."
This trigger point may be a word, or it may be a physical object, such as the current sword.
Needle gold thinks more deeply.
He looked at the ordinary long sword in his hand, and asked himself in his heart: "If I am not holding a long sword, but a rapier, will my memory reproduce more?"
"I want to stimulate vindictiveness, what triggers should I actively look for?"
Zhen Jin and Zidi dug a pit together and buried the bodies of the two guards in the soil.
The two continued to set off.
Guided by Zidi, the route is the exploration route when he came before.
The two have dared not go deep into the rainforest.
It seems that the deeper you go, the greater the probability of encountering gold-level monsters.
There is no way to motivate the fighting spirit and magic, and the two are in a very dangerous situation. Instead of exploring randomly in an unfamiliar environment, it is better to go back along the same path.
At least the crisis in this journey was either resolved or detected.
Of course, there will also be new changes like the bloodline centipede.
But compared to other routes, this is undoubtedly the safest choice.
After walking for a while, it was getting dark.
The boy and girl carefully chose a place and arranged it hastily - they will spend the night here tonight.
It is not difficult to collect dry branches and grass leaves.
Beside the firewood, Zidi was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a spark stone in each hand.
Click, click.
She used two sparks to collide with each other, and soon she knocked out blue sparks.
The sparks fell into the hay and turned into a little or two of orange red, which quickly expanded on the hay and soon burned.
First, a faint puff of smoke rose up.
Zidi quickly put away the spark stone, puffed out her small mouth, and blew gusts of breeze.
Under the agitation of the breeze, the fire in the hay rapidly expanded, the light smoke turned into thick smoke, and then the flames rose into a fist-sized flame.
"It's done." Zidi looked happy, then stood up and took a few steps back.
In such a short time, the flames completely expanded and burned, forming a bonfire.
Zidi carefully put away the two sparks.
In the past, she only needed to snap her fingers to create a small flame in order to live.
This is one of the magician's tricks.
But on this island, black iron-level magic methods cannot be used at all, and they are strictly forbidden. On the contrary, the ordinary fire-making method of spark stone has more practical value.
Without these stars and flints, it would be quite troublesome to really start a fire with your bare hands.
The burning bonfire brings warmth and light and drives out the darkness of the night.
There was no barbecue on the bonfire. The teenagers and girls sat around the bonfire, nibbling on dry food, and opening water bottles to drink water.
Whether it was Starfire, or dry food and water, they were all collected from the corpses of the two guards.
Although dry food is difficult to swallow, in this case, there is nothing to pay attention to.
This day’s trek was full of thrills. They were able to save their lives in the presence of gold, silver and many other beasts, and they also harvested a certain amount of equipment, as well as sufficient food and water. All of this made the two feel extremely fortunate. Where else is there? extravagance
After eating and drinking, the boy and girl carefully organize and store the remaining food and water bags.
Zhen Jin calculated in his heart and frowned slightly: "According to the current food and water, we can only eat for two days."
Whether it is a girl or a teenager, the food intake is far beyond ordinary people. Especially the needle gold, the food intake is more than three times that of Zidi.
This is not surprising.
Zidi practiced magic, and her life level jumped to the black iron level. And needle gold is likely to have the cultivation of silver level. The higher the level of life, the greater the food intake, and the higher the requirement for external nutrition.
Zidi estimated: "Next, if we go back on the original road, it will take seven days to get out of the rainforest. But it doesn't matter, we brought enough supplies on the way, and established several camps along the way. There are several camps, There are still some supplies left. If nothing else, there should be no problem with the food.”
Zhen Jin nodded, and then he felt relieved.
He took out his long sword and wiped the blade with an oilcloth.
Weapons need maintenance.
Although the long sword is ordinary, it gives Zhenjin a real sense of security.
"It's a pity there is no crossbow."
The crossbow is a forbidden weapon for civilians, but Zhenjin and his party were originally going to Baisha City. This weapon is equipped.
According to what Zidi said, the expedition team that came to search for needle gold was originally equipped with five crossbows.
But along the way, it is a series of losses.
After the first time the blue-haired evil wolf suffered from the crossbow, he began to specifically target it. After killing most of the crossbowmen, he also bit the crossbow directly.
Seeing that the needle gold has wiped the long sword, Zidi came over at this time: "Sir, let me check your wound."
Pinjin nodded.
After dismantling the bandage, he found that the wound on his arm had mostly healed.
"The effect is good." Zhen Jin praised.
He was sitting on the stone at this time, and Zidi was half-kneeling on the ground.
The girl first took out the medicinal powder from the leather bag around her waist and sprinkled it evenly on the wound, then took out a new bandage and wrapped it around the needle and gold gently.
Finally, Zidi put the armguard into needle gold sleeve.
Zidi's eyes fell on the armguard and sighed: "If you had this iron armguard, you would not have been injured by the blood-line centipede."
The firelight reflected on the armguard, reflecting a vague orange light, which also fell on Zidi's hair tips.
Zi Di has black hair, and under the light of the fire, there is a halo.
Her wheat-colored skin had the tenderness of her youth. At this moment, there seems to be a pure body aroma, revealing the light of fire, which is transmitted to the heart of Zhenjin.
Zhen Jin couldn't help but feel a little moved, and he couldn't help reaching out and stroking Zidi's hair.
Zi Di trembled slightly.
"Big, lord." Zidi lowered her head, seemed to be frightened by Zhen Jin's action, and held her breath nervously like a kitten.
Zhen Jin's thoughts were not on the love of children, he quickly withdrew his hand and asked lightly: "Zidi, what kind of person do you think I am?"
As the boy asked, the previous memory lingered in his mind.
After this second paragraph of memory appeared, he had been secretly savoring and reflecting.
"As a Templar, but he was born in a southern nobleman and was excluded from his peers, that's a sure thing."
"But must I be the coward of memory?"
"No, not necessarily."
Pinjin thinks there are other possibilities.
He has been getting to know himself these days.
Memory is only one basis for him to judge himself, in addition to other strong basis.
For example, when Zhen Jin was awakened before, as soon as he opened his eyes, he found a blue-haired evil wolf jumping into the air. In an instant, he completed the attack without thinking about it at all. In the end, although it was unintentional to contribute to the death of the blue-furred wolf, it also showed the solid and profound fighting qualities of Zhenjin from the side.
Later, he saw the lava giant tortoise again. Facing the powerful beings at the golden level, Zhen Jin found that he remained calm all the time. Although he was very nervous, there was really no confusion.
Later, he found the body of the guard. He carefully searched the corpse, his mood was calm, and there was no disgust or disgust at all, as if it were commonplace. This may be the proof that he has been battled and tempered for a long time. At least, the first brother of the battlefield will never have such a reaction.
And according to the traces, he can easily calculate the scene of the wolf and the guards fighting. This ability surprised him a little.
"In my memory, I didn't fight against Qing Kui's provocation. There are basically two possibilities."
"The first one may be really weak, but later I worked hard and grew up."
"The second possibility is to show weakness."
Needle Jin thinks that the second possibility is a little bigger.
Because when this memory emerged, his mood was very calm, even a little indifferent.
If it is really a memory of humiliation, there should be some anger and hatred left in my heart, right
Facing Zhen Jin's inquiry, Zidi pondered for a moment, and after carefully considering the words, she responded: "Lord Zhen Jin, I don't actually know much about you."
"But according to the rumors, sir, you are usually not close to women, and you are alone. Even if you encounter a major event, it is not easy to show emotions of joy and anger."
"You spend most of your time in the temple penance, with a serious expression and taciturnity. Your clothing, food, housing, transportation and every move are elegant and calm, full of aristocratic demeanor."
"Although you have few friends, you are willing to help others, especially defending the weak and helping the poor. So, my lord, your reputation among the lower classes has always been very good."
"Also, my lord, you suddenly took action this time and successfully joined the competition for the city master of Baisha City. It seems that the other Templars were very surprised."
"Oh?" Zhen Jin raised his brows when he heard this.
Zidi's answer quickly sketched in his mind the image of a juvenile with a city government.
But what surprised the young man was that Zidi didn't know much about Jin Jin's situation.
"How is this going?"
"Isn't she my fiancee?"
"If it's not for her deep feelings, why does she never leave me?"
"What is the relationship between her and me?"
Zhen Jin was about to continue his questioning when suddenly there was a buzzing sound.
The two turned their heads immediately, and saw hundreds of thousands of "fires" suddenly light up in the jungle under the night.
These "fires" gathered into groups and swarmed towards Zhenjin and Zidi, and they were aggressive.
"What is this?" Zhen Jin got up quickly and stood in front of Zi Di with a very dignified expression.
A small part of the "fire" exudes the breath of life at the bronze level.
"This is?!" After Zidi saw the true face of "Huo Miao", her face suddenly became extremely pale.
"This is a fire poisonous bee, my lord, run away. I'm coming to the rear of the palace!" Zidi stepped forward with a resolute look on her face, but instead protected the needle gold behind her.
"Let's go, my lord!!" Zidi shouted, very urgently, showing the will to die.
(Sorry, today's update is a bit late. I discussed a solution with the management yesterday, and a new group of new books will be announced tomorrow. It took more than 2 hours last night to communicate with the friends in the group and answer some questions. But there are still many groups that didn't go. I received a message from the management this morning, saying that some groups waited for an hour last night, but I didn't come! I bow and apologize here! One person's energy is too limited. I will take another time to communicate and will work on improving this activity mechanism.)