Chapter 3: Picture of Hundred Generals ()

Leng Zhuo's injuries were not a big deal. After staying in Wei Guang for three days, he left without saying goodbye. The old man was too nagging. Compared with some old ladies, he trained him in his ear like a fly. The most hateful thing was that the old man actually threatened himself and said he was making trouble, so he called his grandfather. Leng Zhuo was speechless. I remember the last time he was called a parent, he was in the second grade of junior high school. He had been saying that he had been for many years.

Walking on the bluestone road of Shengtian Academy, Leng Zhuo had a broad vision. Looking at him, Shengtian Academy is just a word, big, occupying a mountain. Various buildings were built from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, forming the Shengtian Academy in front of him. It is said that there are more than 30,000 formal students in this college. However, in addition to some of the funds from the state, those who can enter this college are more good students of the nobles. It is natural for a maid to bring a few slaves around a nobleman. If you include these people, plus the teachers and service staff in the college, there are no less than 200,000 people in the entire Shengtian Academy, which is almost comparable to a city.

No wonder this Shengtian Academy is the largest super academy in the empire.

According to memory, it took me half a morning to go back to my nest. The location of this nest is very good. On a platform on the east side of the mountain, surrounded by trees, and even a flowing water flows down the mountain and splashes down through the platform. Standing here, you can almost overlook the little half of the college.

The place is good and the environment is also good, but the only thing that makes Leng Zhuo confused is whether this house can really live in? The old man who claims to be the dean, and he is embarrassed to say that it is his grandfather's old friend, but he actually arranged him in such a place where no birds can shit. He kicked the door open and Leng Zhuo stepped into the room and was stunned.

It was such a big hole, Leng Zhuo blinked his eyes, and scenes seemed to appear in his mind again. Brother was useless, I have been convinced that the house was already broken, but you were so embarrassed to open a skylight. Once you die, I will suffer if I live for you.

Leng Zhuo sighed to the sky, thinking that this useless brother is still quite good all his life, and he was struck by thunder before his death. As the successor of this body, he must do something. This body is my own, so just make a tomb. From now on, every day on the 1st and 15th day of the lunar month, I will burn some paper money for you, and I don’t know if this world is prosperous.

Leng Zhuo thought of jumping into the basement below, but thinking that the basement was completely an open-air pit, Leng Zhuo wanted to see if he could find something that was used in front of Brother Wu Chai and then buried it. Not to mention that, he searched for a while, and it really made Leng Zhuo discover something. Hey, what is this.

Leng Zhuo reached out to a black-skinned book on the charred ground. If he didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to identify. Leng Zhuo picked up the book, but read the page with five big characters engraved on it, the picture of the hundred generals, and turned to the first page, blank, the second page, blank, and the third page, blank again, so why didn't there even a word? Could it be a heavenly book without words?

Leng Zhuo blinked his eyes, but glanced around and found that many books were basically destroyed. However, the book was intact and obviously strange. Could it be that it was some supreme skill, or something hidden in treasure map, Leng Zhuo climbed out of the big pit and came to the stream in front of the house.

Well, usually there are mystery in this kind of wordless heavenly book. First try it with water. Leng Zhuo thought of dipping his fingers into a few drops of water, and then rub it on the pages, but there was no reaction at all.

Could it be that it was to refract the reflection under the sun? Leng Zhuo opened the page and placed it under the sun. Damn, there was indeed a mezzanine in the page, otherwise it would be impossible to see through the light at all. Leng Zhuo quickly rubbed the corners of the page with his fingers, but there was no gap in the page at all. Leng Zhuo even took out a small dagger and wanted to cut the page, but there was no trace left.

It shouldn't be cut. Damn, it's so sharp. Leng Zhuo looked at the small bloody mouth on his finger that was easily cut open, and looked at the pages again. Could it be that he wanted to use blood? It seemed that the protagonist who traveled through time did this. Anyway, he was bleeding, so he didn't waste it. So he dripped the blood onto the pages. However, the blood soon disappeared in the pages, but there was still no change. But the drop of blood was clearly absorbed just now, so it was not enough.

Leng Zhuo was puzzled, but for the sake of the magical artifact and the future tough life, Leng Zhuo took the initiative and picked up the knife to continue to play with self-harm. Half an hour later, Leng Zhuo was finally angry. Damn, what Mi Poshu, you only know how to suck my blood, but you don’t even have a bubble. The stuff that is bullshit is hundreds of milliliters, and it’s sold for hundreds of yuan.

Leng Zhuo decisively stopped this self-harm behavior. After many experiments, Leng Zhuo finally came to a conclusion that this was a strange book with unknown uses. Maybe he didn't know how to open it. He was slowly experimenting in the future. Looking at the broken house in front of him, it was time to repair it.

After searching for a while from the box next to the bookcase on the intact side, Leng Zhuo finally found all the property of Brother Waste Chai, two gold coins and eighty copper coins. The currency used on the Tianfeng Continent is three metal currencies: gold, silver and copper. Perhaps the flying tickets of the money house are used, but the flying tickets are limited to chain money houses and can only be exchanged at a fixed location. Therefore, gold, silver and copper coins are the main ones. According to the price comparison, about one gold coin is equal to ten silver coins, and one silver coin is equivalent to one hundred copper.

The money in Tianfeng Continent is still very valuable. Usually, when you go to a restaurant, you only have 20 or 30 copper coins. Save some money. These two gold coins are enough for a family of three to spend two months. However, that is for ordinary people. It seems that the useless brother is a noble child, and it is a bit too much to have only two gold coins.

From the memory of the Waste Chai Brother, I learned that in order to pass the spiritual level, he was a perfect means to study various spiritual arrays. I don’t know how many disasters he caused. It was thanks to him that he had the great Buddha of the Dean as his backing, otherwise he would have left. In the end, he had no choice but to arrange him in this remote place. This time, Brother Chai bought all his belongings to make the spiritual array materials. The remaining two gold coins were left for the meal, because after the summer vacation, someone would send money from his family, but the money would not be much, about a hundred gold coins.

It is impossible to spend money to build a house, but after leaving here, he has no place to go. Because he is a useless brother, he has never even made a friend. His life is really tough, but this is good, and he saves himself some trouble. Since he has no money, he can only do his own food and clothing.

Fortunately, the house did not collapse, otherwise he would not even have a place to protect himself from the wind and rain. He didn't think so much trouble. He directly demolished the east wall and repaired the west wall, demolished the floor and even the second floor ceiling, and then added it to the roof. Anyway, the weather was hot, so there would be no rain leak.

As for the bed, Leng Zhuo directly made a few strong vines from nearby trees, then weaved a hanging net bed, smashed two wooden stakes on the edge of the pit, and tied them to each end. The bed was ready. The sun was far away, and Leng Zhuo rushed down the mountain without stopping. During the summer vacation, some canteens and shops inside the college were closed, but some were also open. After all, many students from faraway places stayed in the college, spent a gold coin to buy a lot of ingredients, and made a pot. If you don’t have money to eat, you can only do it yourself.

Leng Zhuo was lying on the hanging net, and a bunch of fires were constantly making crackling sounds. Next to the fire, some meat skewers were constantly dripping with grease. Leng Zhuo was lying down while counting the stars in the sky. Finally, he opened a hole, but Leng Zhuo did not block it directly. Instead, he built a ceiling cover. When it rained, he pulled the ropes on both sides and covered it. It was open when it was not raining, which was cool.
Chapter completed!