My Magic Age

It was the afternoon of the third day of my training with Jonbach's Devil. It doesn't rain much in spring in Xinghu Grassland, but that afternoon, the north wind suddenly blew and the temperature dropped suddenly.

The clouds in the sky are like marshmallows, and like the white patterns on cows. There is a small distance between clouds and clouds, but they are not too far apart. Each cloud is very thick and covers the entire sky. .

I think these are cumulonimbus clouds, which may drop raindrops whenever there is a cold wind.

The air pressure was very low and I was out of breath. I think it will rain soon and I can take it easy this afternoon.

This devil Jonbach is such a bastard. He has tortured me to the point where I have been complaining that my arm hurts when I sleep these days. This is what Kurtz told me quietly, saying that I have been talking in my sleep lately.

Sure enough, the wind stopped soon, but the clouds in the sky were like blurred ink on rice paper. All the clouds began to merge together, the surrounding light dimmed, the original white snow-like clouds turned into dark clouds, and the water in the air The elements suddenly became very active, the clouds became lower and lower, and with the dull thunder, it was about to rain.

I couldn't hold back my joy, I raised the corner of my mouth and smiled.

Jonbach was standing opposite me at this time, holding a iris shield in one hand and a large and heavy wooden sword in the other hand, practicing the basic movements of swinging the sword.

This guy is a bit cruel to himself. He practices nearly two dozen tasks such as swinging his sword five thousand times every day, leaping around the camp twenty times, swinging his shield five thousand times, etc. Sometimes I can see him from above. After practicing hard, when I secretly went to Sister Guoguo's place to practice gathering demons at night, I could still see him practicing in the camp. He was a training madman.

"Why, did you think it was going to rain and you could rest?" When Jianbach was teaching, his eyes were as sharp as knives. I was still very scared. Especially if I get beaten up by this guy, I will shudder when I think about how miserable I will be.

I quickly shook my head, gritted my teeth to keep my posture unchanged, and entered a meditative state. The so-called meditative state is to let my mental power be outside the body. It feels like looking down on my whole body from directly above, feeling that I The whole body is in a transparent state, and the magical power contained in the body will be revealed like a star map at this time, running in the body as transparent as a glass bottle.

This is what I suddenly discovered when I was practicing meditation the night before. When I fall into a meditative state, the aches and pains in various parts of my body will recover very quickly. Moreover, when I look at myself this way, I can clearly know whether my movements are out of shape. .

The cold raindrops hit my face with a "pop" sound. Let me come out of that strange meditative state, but in the meditative state, my senses are extremely sharp. A raindrop falling on my face is like a slap in the mouth, which makes me jump. "

Pa...papa...papa papa." The raindrops falling from the sky slowly and quickly turned into heavy rain in a short time. Some of the water splashed by the rainwater on the grass turned into mist, and the sky and the earth were almost connected. The sudden heavy rain , failed to stop Jianbach's unison, he stood in the rain and kept swinging his sword.

My heart was crying bitterly at this moment, and I was thinking: Kuz, you stupid roe deer, you don’t know how to give your brother an umbrella, if you have one! It's also a good idea to bring my leather jacket.

"Two quarters of an hour left! Flatten the shield and maintain the basic posture."

Mom, it’s raining so hard and you still require a standard posture. I curse you, a thousand-year-old bachelor. Just like what is sung in a song, the rain keeps falling and the atmosphere is not harmonious...

In the rain and fog, a water cover suddenly appeared, and a woman wearing a magic robe walked toward us in the water cover. Her speed was not slow.

As the distance got closer and closer, I finally saw clearly that it was Sister Guoguo who opened the water shield and came over. I said that this was the first time I had seen something strange in this world. It turns out that the water shield can be used in this way. Finally, I experienced Sister Guoguo’s toughness. It is like the luster emitted by a transparent glass emerald gem. When the rain falls on the water shield in the pouring rain, it instantly becomes broken into pieces.

Sister Guoguo didn't care whether I wanted it or not, she just threw the shield in my hand into the rain. The round shield came out quite far and fell to the ground with a squeak, splashing water. I was a little reluctant to let go, after all, I still had some feelings for this round shield, and then I was forcibly picked up. The water shield was like air, and I was directly pulled into Sister Guoguo's warm embrace.

I naturally put my hands on her fragrant shoulders and smelled the familiar warm fragrance of her body. My nose seemed to be stimulated and I couldn't help but sneeze.

"Sister, please don't hug me. Look, the rain on my body has soaked your clothes." I actually wanted to relieve the embarrassment. The feeling of being hugged by a young woman is not bad, but when your knees are pressed against someone's soft and smooth body. The feeling of contentment and indescribable happiness becomes a little strange when your belly, hands and head are resting on each other's shoulders.

Sometimes my thoughts are mixed between children and adults. Sometimes I feel that I am a child and sometimes I feel that I must be considered an adult. In this way, under the constraints of inner morality, sometimes I will excuse myself, and I will look down on myself from the commanding heights of ethics. Now I am so confused. I have obviously taken advantage of Sister Guoguo. It is inconvenient to say it clearly, but I still want to be exposed to this kind of thing. of embarrassment. After all, I regard her more as my sister.

"Don't talk, you're stupid! He told you to stand there, so you're going to stand there until you die! Don't you know how heavy the rain is? With your physical condition, do you want your old illness to relapse? I think you don't know how to write the word death." Sister Guoguo held me and walked back directly, leaving Qiang Bach standing aside at a loss.

In fact, teachers in this world have greater power, and from a moral perspective, they are more responsible and more like teachers.

Sister Guoguo held me and walked past Qiang Bach. Seeing that Qiang Bach was still standing stupidly in the rain, I secretly pulled Sister Guoguo's light brown hair and glanced at Qiang Bach on the side. In fact, from a training perspective, Qiang Bach was not wrong in this matter, but I didn't care whether he was right or wrong. I was just afraid that if the rain cleared, he would ask me to do this set of movements again, and then I would be even more miserable than now. Sister Guoguo turned her head and glared at Qiangbahe, cursing: "Are you a blockhead? What are you still standing there for?"

Her hand, as white as ice, directly grabbed my wrist, which was as thick as my calf and the color of chocolate, and the iris shield fell directly into the rain.

Just like that, Sister Guoguo held me with one hand and held Qiangbahe with the other hand and walked back to her tent. And they finally completed their first hand-holding.

Sister Guoguo stood at the door of the tent, preparing to lift the curtain to go in, and looked back at Qiangbahe beside her. She snorted: "Why, are you still going to come in and change clothes with the two of us?"

"I...I...I..."

Before the other party could say anything, he was thrown outside the door curtain by Sister Guoguo.

The sound of stepping on the water gradually weakened, and I knew that this big guy, a big blockhead, walked back to his tent.

But before I entered the tent, I secretly glanced at Qiangbahe and found that his eyes were very bright. According to my understanding of him, this guy should not be angry, but a little excited. I guess: Brother Qiang, your expression is not just because of holding hands.

As for the marriage system in the Green Empire, I only heard Uncle An talk about it. People with ability will be very free. Polygamy or polyandry exists as long as they can afford it. At the same time, the other party's consent is also required, but the latter is relatively rare. Most of the time, men are still stronger.

This is even more true in the border cities of the empire. Wars and the plunder of barbarians on the snowy tundra have caused a serious imbalance in the gender ratio of people in cities on the northern border. Men are either dead or surrendered. After years, in order to promote population development, some cities’ local laws are more biased towards men.

In such an era, it is hard to imagine that there are men like Qiang Bach who can get excited for a long time even touching a woman’s hand.

I was pushed into the tent by Sister Guoguo. Raindrops kept rolling down my soft and tangled hair, running down my cheeks to the tip of my chin, and dripping onto the wolfskin mattress in the tent. My whole body was soaked. My modified leather jacket, which was no longer warm, still made me look handsome. The cold rain was dripping down my leather jacket and leather pants. I looked so embarrassed.

"Take off your wet clothes!" Sister Guoguo half-knelt in front of me and saw the row of neat wolf bone buttons on my collar.

She smiled, obviously finding my little thoughts very interesting. Who could understand that a five-and-a-half-year-old child would learn some small skills of leather making at the first time because the legs of the leather pants cut by the old orcs were not straight, and then imitated them and stumbled to modify the legs of his own pants.

Who can understand that because the leather coat has no buttons and can only be fastened with ropes, I would think of making a few extremely rough bone buttons. Although the workmanship is rough, it looks unique when paired with clothes.

How much conceited one must be to spend so much thought on these aspects. How rich one's thoughts need to be. Maybe because he is an orphan, he has become more independent?

The craftsmanship of the Green Empire is very developed. I have seen exquisite gold-plated copper round buttons on Qiangbach's shirt, so I think his family background is definitely not too poor. At least he should have been awarded a title above knight.

I didn't have time to think about it. What Sister Guoguo said just now was not an order to me, but rather an announcement of her order to me, or just to give me a psychological preparation. The pair of nimble, snow-white, slender fingers flexibly twisted the bone buttons on my collar and quickly took off my clothes. At this moment, I felt like a demon antelope being skinned by leather craftsmen on a wooden chopping board. My leather jacket and leather pants were hung on the clothes hanger at the entrance of the tent, still dripping with water.

This cold rain gradually turned into hail. At the beginning, ice chips the size of rice grains mixed with rain water fell down. Some melted in the air, and some fell into the water on the ground and melted. But now it is getting more and more intense. Egg-sized ice balls fell down, hitting the scattered materials in the camp with a clanging sound.

Our cowhide tents were also hit with a bang, like a continuous drum sound. Finally, someone started shouting outside the camp, as if a thunder rhino was startled. I also wanted to stick my head out to see the excitement, but was pulled back by Sister Guoguo's ears.

"What are you looking at? It's so cold outside that it's going to freeze. Hurry up and dry your hair."

I turned around to reach for the dry scarf on the shelf, and a pair of cold hands grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it up, stripping off the wet shirt. Before I could react, Sister Guoguo leaned over and pressed me on her knees, stripping off my pitiful six-point underpants. The dry and warm gray wool scarf wrapped my naked body tightly. My hair was randomly wiped twice by a pair of hands using one end of the scarf, and I was carried to the dry wolfskin mattress on the other side of the tent.

I can no longer remember when my mother had played with me like this before. Those confused fragments of my childhood seemed to be constantly moving away from me. At this time, my heart felt an inexplicable pain, and that feeling might be called homesickness.