Chapter 246

For Jonas, there is no difference in what he eats for a farewell meal. Although enjoying hot, salty and delicious food makes him forget his sorrow, it is not happiness.

Happiness is a very pure thing, boy can't describe what is really happy. He saw that the people in the tavern were happy and smiling, but the smile was not joy. It's also fun for him to see a drunk fall, but it's not fun for him to fall. Look at everything around you, illuminated by the orange flame, warm, but warm is not joy.

However, he knew that once happiness was interrupted, it would be difficult to be happy again. In this way, joy is a fire. Once it is extinguished, it would be very troublesome to ignite it again.

So what is sorrow? Sorrow is a river that never stops in people's heart. Sometimes it runs secretly, sometimes it jumps out of the ground to enjoy the sunshine and spreads the poisonous fog everywhere. It's no use interrupting sorrow, just as it's no use blocking the flow of water.

"Don't go, sir."

Jonas said this sentence again in the tavern. At that time, he said it softly, because he was still immersed in the paradise. Now standing on the street in the dark night, the boy could not help saying it again. This time, he and Lu Zhengkang were very sober.

Even if parting is a certain destined good result, even if we have done a lot of psychological preparation in advance, we may as well get in the way of the imminent sadness and sadness.

Lu Zhengkang still can't substitute Jonas's mentality, so he said with a smile, "why didn't you feel so sad last time?"

"Last time, you walked so fast that I didn't have time to feel sad..."

“……” The toenails itched again.

When I was a child, I was really afraid of separation, but I don't know from which day, I got used to it. When I went to school alone, I went to work or rent a house, I watched other people's parents, other people became lovers, and I watched the crowd around me. It seemed that such sadness would never be broken, but I would get used to the pain. There will always be a lot of childhood is not used to, a lot of pain, slowly numb, also spent, never come back to the end of childhood.

Once again, standing outside the gate of Dongbao college.

Unfortunately, we can't see the moon here.

The boy looked up, dirty, with a little runny nose.

Lu Zhengkang thought about it and hugged Jonas.

"Boy, you're just afraid that the road will be difficult in the future, but you have to know that even if I accompany you all the time, the road will never be easy. Go ahead and I'll watch you. Tell me when you're bullied. Well

"Well!"

"Take this bucket of money and use it well. Don't be reluctant to spend it."

"Well."

"I'm going."

"Hold on a little longer."

“……”

"Well, thank you, sir."

Lu Zhengkang shakes his head, turns around and walks to the stone bridge, just like a rolling stone moving slowly under the glacier.

Jonas had been watching the troll disappear in the dark, so he picked up the barrel and went to the college.

Lu Zhengkang went back to the pub and packed.

I bought a new pine cart with books, some cooking utensils, a few pounds of beef and mutton chops, a bucket of salt, six pieces of goat milk and cheese. It was full. Lu Zhengkang left Dongbao with handlebars.

It's still from the coast, but because of the tide, many places can't pass at any time. Lu Zhengkang carts and carries a cart for a while. After walking for a day and a half, the troll becomes a troll dog.

"My mother! I'm so tired! "

The first thing to do when you get back to the rest place of the wolves is to go back to the bedding and take a nap for half a day.

When Lu Zhengkang woke up, he found that the wolves were eating beef and mutton chops.

They're just a little hungry.

Lu Zhengkang took a few pieces and planned to roast them. He first went to find wild fruits and vegetables and pickled the pork chops for a while.

Now he is more and more lazy. He used to be a teenager who crossed thousands of mountains and rivers in order to eat. Now he is a middle-aged man who goes through the process of cooking. Only when I cooked for Jonas, I thought of using snacks.

After eating and drinking, he sat down to read frost bite. The content is very similar to "fire tongue", but the incantation and configuration are slightly different.

When a normal mage casts a spell, the magic energy flows from the central brain to the limbs through the neural network, injects into the magic configuration of the hand, and then completes the spell through resonance plasticity.

Lu Zhengkang still can't use a lot of magic power at one time. He intercepts water in the river. The amount of water he catches at one time depends on the runoff of the river - it's often not enough. In fact, the problem he faced was more complicated. The magic power flowing naturally was frenzied, and the distribution in the unit space was actually very sparse, which was more similar to air flow than water flow.

If you can't solve this problem, don't worry about it.

Lu Zhengkang enters the stage and feels the melody of frost.

The world is a complete and complex whole, and individuals can only feel part of it, part of light, part of space, part of time, part of magic power, and even part of themselves.

Returning to the state of innate nature is also a way to compensate for one's own imperfections. However, one can not fully understand omniscient knowledge, nor can Bodhisattvas.Ice and snow are different from fire. Fire is a phenomenon. Ice and snow are a thing. But the product of magic power is different from the creation of the material world. Lifeless can give life. As long as it resonates with the corresponding magic power frequency, and then pour into logic, enthusiasm and sensibility, it is a simple creation.

Lu Zhengkang still can only see a little bit of the magic world in front of him. The sharp iceberg in the sky is like a mirage behind the water. The moon twinkles in the body of the iceberg, as if it is going to explode in the next second, but there is no explosion. The wave light comes down from the sky and sweeps across the ice field. It's a strong wind. The sky is blue, the horizon is flat and white, and there is a pale golden halo on a white line, It seems that the sun is about to rise in all directions. These are illusions.

What you see is not necessarily true. It may be your illusion, or even someone else's illusion, or even someone else's dream.

When Lu Zhengkang woke up, there was a two and a half foot tall pale blue ice figure with a conical head. His head and body looked like two butting cones. His limbs were thick, his hands were also tapered, but his feet were heavy. He looked like a transformer. When he was concave, he must have a strong sense of quantity.

"Done."

Lu Zhengkang waves his hand to put away this frost element. It's just the so-called "once born, twice ripe". When the magic power is sufficient, he will summon the whole army. When fighting, he will just frame a to go by, or shout something cruel like "use your skull as a bowl envoy". His momentum must be enough.

Guided by the elements of ice and frost, the pure land has the concept of the earth. Now there is the element of fire hanging in the sky, and on the ground is the land of ice. A mountain rises from the ground, with tears shining on the top, like a God's treasure.

"Well, that's good."

Lu Zhengkang is appreciating and sentimental at the same time.

There are always many Forget it. I'm in memory again.

It's right to let go.