The life of a giant

Chapter 43 A Dagger

Seeing Qin Yuan came back with the paste, He Qing immediately started talking to him again, "You know a lot, and you can still make paste?"

What kind of strange skill is this?Every year when the Spring Festival couplets are posted, his grandfather would boil such a big pot of paste, and Qin Yuan would be able to see it just by looking at it.As long as you memorize the cross formula for this thing, it doesn't have any technical content.

This cross formula is also easy to understand - if there is too much water, add noodles, if there is too much noodles, add water.

"Aren't you making too much fuss? The children in our village can do this since they were young. You're not deliberately flattering me, it's a bit blunt." Qin Yuan smiled, and then started to work.

He Qing said with a look of disgust: "Photographing you? You really dare to think about it. Aren't you a local? Which village is yours?"

Qin Yuan was busy putting the broken window paper back together. This tedious work alone had almost exhausted his patience, so he only responded vaguely to He Qing's question, and did not seriously answer it.

However, whether Qin Yuan answered or not didn't seem to be too important to He Qing, she just kept asking questions, completely immersed in her own world.At this moment, she seemed to be muttering to herself rather than communicating with Qin Yuan.

In He Qing's softer and softer murmurs, Qin Yuan finally put together the window paper.It's just that there is still a missing piece the size of a steamed bun, but nothing can make it up.

There were some holes in the window paper, but the force of his punch just now was so strong that the window paper in the middle was almost broken into scraps of paper, and it couldn't be put together at all.

Paper is not something that ordinary families can afford in this day and age. Qin Yuan saw white paper for the first time only at Lu Fatty's place after so many days.

In those bleak days before, he could only pick up some half-yellow and half-green leaves as a substitute for paper.

Although the selection of leaves sounds very simple, it is actually quite particular.After many painful lessons, Qin Yuan discovered that only the half-yellow and not green broad leaves are the best to use.

It is neither as smooth and moist as freshly picked green leaves, nor as rough and brittle as dead leaves.This kind of leaf feels just right to the touch, it is not so easy to pierce, and it has a relatively good cleaning effect.

But this matter is also a matter of benevolence and wisdom, and it does not rule out that some people like to challenge bamboo leaves, pine leaves and the like.

But life is more than just eating and drinking. In many places, leaves still cannot replace paper, such as pasting windows.

Otherwise, papermaking would not have become one of the four great inventions.

Qin Yuan looked at the hole with a sad face, where can I get some white paper here?

After pondering for a long time, Qin Yuan suddenly remembered the spirit map that Fatty Luo gave him.

Anyway, he can't understand this picture, and it's a waste to leave it alone.So he took out the spirit drawing, and after adjusting the direction, he pasted a thick layer of paste on the back of the spirit drawing, and then covered the hole.

Just right, not only the hole is tightly blocked, but also looks beautiful and generous, with a sense of surrealism.

Qin Yuan clapped her hands in satisfaction, wanting to show He Qingxian his masterpiece.

Looking back, he saw that He Qing had already fallen asleep on the kang with her head tilted.

Although she was covered with a quilt, her feminine curves were still very obvious.

This all-round and multi-angle visual impact far exceeds the kind of shock brought to him by film and television works.

Qin Yuan stood there staring blankly for a while, and when he realized that his thoughts were a little out of control, he hurried to the top of the kang, blew out the oil lamp in one breath, and retreated gently.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Although he is not a gentleman, He Qing is a dangerous wall.

More importantly, there are already many people standing under this dangerous wall.As far as he knew, there were Yan Feng and the ghost-masked man, and that senior brother Cheng seemed to squeeze half of his body in.In this case, I still insisted on pushing through, fearing that it would cause a lot of trouble.

So Qin Yuan turned around and ran towards the firewood room. He walked in in the dark, and lay down leaning on Zifeng.

Zifeng's body was like a ball of fire, not only much more comfortable than sleeping next to the cold He Qing, but also much more at ease.

Just as Qin Yuan repeatedly adjusted her sleeping position, Zifeng, who was sleeping beside her, suddenly said, "Is it over?"

"...What are you talking about? Don't you want to be so big?" Qin Yuan was a little unsure whether Zifeng really didn't understand anything, or whether he had created a white lotus image with his superb acting skills.

He frowned and looked at Zifeng, and suddenly remembered the group of roommates in the dormitory who liked to drive. When it was midnight, the bus to the kindergarten would leave on time, rain or shine, and children would be safe...

Zifeng turned over, faced Qin Yuan and said, "This woman really has a good skin. I just took a close look at her, and there are almost no flaws."

"Observe, just observe, don't emphasize close distances with me? Besides, do you need to judge whether I look good or not? Who am I, Qin Yuan, and the woman I date must be the most beautiful girl in Qingping Town!" Qin Yuanyi She looked smug, as if He Qing had already established a relationship with him.

"Tch, I think you have encountered the most poisonous snake in Qingping Town." Zifeng looked disdainful.

Hearing that Zifeng was slandering He Qing again, Qin Yuan was a little displeased, "You said that you are so old, why are you always jealous with a little girl. The division of labor between the two of you is different. You are the bodyguard, and she is the bodyguard." Nanny, what substantive conflict can you two have?"

"You've been poisoned too deeply, there's no way to save you." After throwing down these words, Zifeng turned over, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Some words are stuck in his throat, making him want to say but can't say it, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

Qin Yuan, who knew nothing about this, pouted at Zifeng's back, and then took out the dagger that Zifeng gave him just now.

As soon as he took out the dagger, Zifeng's body trembled slightly.

Qin Yuan was taken aback, Zifeng was so alert to danger, and he didn't know what kind of skill he was practicing, but he could ask for advice if he had the opportunity.

From Qin Yuan's point of view, Zifeng's exercises are quite different from all the exercises he has seen before.Zifeng's technique is obviously self-contained, there is no routine at all, it is all done at will.

Frankly speaking, his movements are not graceful, but they are extremely practical, and his explosive power is also extremely terrifying.Perhaps, the practice of his technique no longer depends on the skill tree.After all, all kinds of routines are stored in the skill tree, and Zifeng has no routines at all.

Looking at Zifeng's broad back, Qin Yuan seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and he felt that he might still be able to save him.

But these things are not serious, right now he has to quickly check the attributes of this dagger, he held the dagger in his arms, and silently closed his eyes.

……

Xu's Dagger: Everywhere is a famous weapon in the world
Quality: Rare
Agility: +10
Defense Break: +3
Special Attributes: None...

……

"Wow Cao, armor reduction flow! It's not bad."

Although he already has a piece of attack equipment, the dagger and the gauntlet don't conflict much, and who would think that he has too much equipment.

"Equipment upgrade!" Seeing that the equipment is worth a lot, Qin Yuan immediately wanted to upgrade it to the extreme.Who knows that after the order is issued, the dagger has no response.From this point of view, even the seized equipment is not recognized by his cheats.

Do you have to kill the original owner?

Ghost-faced man, it's not good for you to mess with anyone, but I have to mess with you, Uncle Qin, alas...

An evil idea of ​​killing people and stealing goods slowly brewed in Qin Yuan's mind.

(End of this chapter)