"Really!"

Bai Luo: "What kind of power is it?"

"Miracle."

"Forehead..."

Bai Luo looked at the old uncle in surprise, and he asked, "What is a miracle?"

"A sword that can release flames, a pot of gold that can grow from the fruit."

Uncle: "Manipulate the fog, bring storms, and dominate thunder."

"magic!"

Bai Luo raised his hand and pointed: "This is absolutely magic!"

"This is really a miracle."

“…”

Bai Luo didn’t know how to describe it to Uncle Lao, because in Uncle Lao’s concept, there is no word “magic”.

OK, it doesn't matter.

Whether it is a miracle or magic, just change the name.

Just follow the customs of the countryside!

"So have you seen a miracle?"

“See.”

The old uncle said: "The Count of the Thorn Territory is a miracle lord with miracles."

"You said this!"

Bai Luo hurriedly said, "But isn't that legend?"

The Count of Thorns, legend has it that his castle is surrounded by thorns because he is guarded by the thorns.

Bai Luo heard this story mentioned by the elderly in the village since he was very young.

But Bai Luo always thought that it was just a fairy tale.

"This is true."

The old uncle said, "I have seen it with my own eyes."

“…”

Uncle never aimed at it. Since he said he had seen it, Bai Luo naturally no longer doubted it.

It is impossible to deceive the old man in front of you by pretending to be a trick.

Yadon Village belongs to the Count of Thorns, a territory of a powerful noble with a population of hundreds of thousands and a vast territory.

Bai Luo also left the village and went out to explore.

Although he was just an ordinary person in his previous life, Bai Luo in this life can really be called a warrior.

He is very strong and excellent.

However, Bai Luo could not stay outside all the time. His mission is to protect the inheritance of the Yadon clan.

So every year, Bai Luo only takes about four months to go out with his senior sister to take risks, and collect materials useful to the Yadon people.

But even Bai Luo, who has been away for many years, has never heard of a miracle.

No, I should have heard of it.

But Bai Luo thought it was a fairy tale, so he didn't pay too much attention. He thought it was dark under the light, and he realized it only today.

"Is this true? Then why haven't you told me about miracles before?"

"There are too few miracles, and it doesn't make sense to say them."

The old uncle shook his head and said, "We can't meet."

“There are few miracles?”

"rare."

The old uncle said, "But it's terrible."

Uncle's voice was very calm, but Bai Luo, who knew him, knew that Uncle must have recalled the unpleasant old things.

"That's not a power that ordinary people can understand. It's beyond imagination," said the old uncle: "Only miracles can defeat miracles. Ordinary people can only wait for death when they meet miracles with miracles."

"Is that amazing?!"

"Very awesome," Uncle: "At least, before the miracle power is exhausted, it is extremely difficult for us to defeat each other."

"You can't do it either?"

Bai Luo knew that the old uncle was powerful, and he imagined that there was still someone who the old uncle could not defeat.

"I?"

Uncle did not say it explicitly, he just laughed at himself: "I am just a mortal after all."

As he said this, the old uncle stood up, and he did not ask Bai Luo why he suddenly asked these questions.

Just like in the past ten years, whenever Bai Luo has any novel ideas, the old uncle silently supports him and never explores too much.

Perhaps in his mind, this child is a genius and his pride.

"How can we have a miracle?"

Bai Luo stood up and came to this world. If he could master the mysterious power, he should try it.

Inia beside her was unclear, so she didn't understand what they were talking about.

‘Forget it, let’s continue to chew pig’s trotters.’

In life, there are only pretentious things and pig's trotters that cannot be let down. It's so delicious.

“…”

The old uncle looked at Bai Luo and wanted to speak but stopped, but finally decided to tell Bai Luo.

He signaled Bai Luo to go out with him.

Then, the two of them came to the yard, and the old uncle looked around and finally determined a stone on the ground.

The old man picked up the stone and said, "Miracle can be anything, it will disguise itself. Sometimes, even the miracle itself does not know that it is a miracle."

“…”

Bai Luo listened, then thought carefully and said, "Uncle, do you mean that miracles are right next to us, and anything can be a miracle?"

“That’s exactly that.”

Uncle said this and threw away the stone. Then he turned around to find the stone under Bai Luo's gaze.

"See if it's it."

After searching for about a few minutes, the old uncle picked up the stone again and placed it in Bai Luo's palm again.

Bai Luo looked at it and said that, it should be the original one.

"What do you think I did just now?"

"Drop the stone and then get it back?"

"Yes, I did do such a boring thing."

The old uncle nodded and then threw the stone away.

And it was thrown to a place he didn't know, and it was very far away.

"And what do you think is the probability that we will find that stone again?"

After the old uncle said that, Bai Luo immediately looked at the direction where the stone was thrown away, and it seemed to have fallen into the forest more than a hundred meters away.

When I think back to the appearance of that stone, it has no characteristics at all.

"It's almost impossible."

Bai Luo said to the old uncle: "For such a big forest, find such a small stone, and I haven't remembered its specific characteristics yet..."

This is like looking for a needle in a haystack...

By the way, why do they do this? What is the meaning?

"It's hard, right?"

"Um."

"Do you know the history of our Aden people?"

Bai Luo didn't know the history of the Yadon people. He learned how to become a powerful warrior under the training of his uncle since he was a child.

Reading and writing, this must be learned.
To be continued...