I became the number one in fairyland by playing with sand

"Hey."

This is Lin Mian's No. 90 sighs today.

He was sitting in the small room allocated to newcomers, with thirteen volumes of scriptures in hand, and he had opened all of them, but he couldn't read any of them.

Lin Mianruan was on the table, not wanting to face reality.

Tomorrow is the day when Yu Qingsui said he would check his endorsement.

What to say... If you can't memorize it, you will be punished.

What can be the punishment?

Dejected, he buried his face in his arms.

There were some laughing and laughing voices outside the house.

Lin Mian looked along the window, and saw that those doing chores were playing some dice games.

Xiao Yeyuan is for the newcomers of Yan Yemen and some people who do chores to live together.The courtyard is very large, each person has a room, and there are twelve rooms in total.

Just because there are some idlers, the courtyard has never been very lonely, and it is always lively.

But this made Lin Mian extremely lonely and unbearable in this hut.

The outside world is wonderful.

And me, I'm so poor.

Because of these noises, Lin Mian found it more difficult to read while sitting by the window.He just closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the sand nest.

There are some special "settings" in the sand nest.In the past few days, Lin Mian has discovered that this place has an immersive mode and a transparent mode, which can block the sound and isolate it from the world.

When there is no class for a few days, Lin Mian often comes here to try to study.

Speaking of courses, there are mainly three types of courses that Xi has arranged for new Taoist students in the past few days.

The first is theory, the second is meditation, and the third is physical fitness.None of these are interesting.

The class on the first day is like a history class.An elderly Taoist walked in with light steps.In an unbelievably sleepy tone, he told the history of the future stream and the story of the karma of the three sects.

After class, Lin Mian's mind was empty and he didn't remember anything.

Fortunately, it's not just him.

Because as soon as the get out of class was over, Ganji walked over to him with a sigh of relief.

"I slept soundly, how about you?"

Lin Mian was a little embarrassed: "I'm fine, too."

Then there are some meditation classes... everyone sleeps better.

Only the basic physical fitness courses are more difficult.Run along the valley, do half-squats and practice Qi, etc.

But compared to these thirteen scriptures, Lin Mian felt that he would not complain if he ran for a day.

For several days and nights in a row, he dreamed that he was chased by a group of scriptures with long feet.

After running for a while, the face of the beautiful snake suddenly appeared behind him instead of the scriptures, chasing him instead of the scriptures.

And at the end of that dream, the beauty snake strangled his waist and abdomen with one hand, and lifted him up backward.

later……

There is no later.That's how he woke up.

Lin Mian was lying along the curved wall at the edge of the sand nest, holding a scripture in his hand, and started reading on one side.It was the one full of complex onomatopoeia.

He tried to recite it.

Put badly.

He gave up on himself and paralyzed for a while, and when he was about to get up and struggle again, his eyes swept to the picture book again.

To be honest, after getting to know Goldfinger, Goldfinger didn't help him other than providing him with a sand house.

The unlocking progress on the Yarn Thread also seemed to be going nowhere, and the second sand-wrapped cuboid near the ground didn't even have a corner exposed.

In fact, Lin Mian really wanted to know why he had this golden finger.

But right now, everything in the sand nest is closed, and he has no way of discovering it.

The only thing I got from the Sand Line was a useless drawing book.

Lin Mian's eyes froze on the scriptures for a while, then turned around and looked at the scriptures at hand again.

He picks it up.

In the book, there are still pictures of the painter's horrific work, and most of the contents are people.

Lin Mian originally thought that these people were drawn casually, but this time he turned a few more pages and took a closer look, and suddenly found some clues.

Hey, it seems that the painting seems to be the same person all the time.

Because the painting style is too abstract, the nose and eyes run away from home, it is actually difficult to distinguish.

But there is always a stain on the hairstyle and neck... so it looks like a mole, and the person drawn is probably a teenager with long hair.

Human actions can be anything, very everyday.

The boy is reading, the boy is playing the piano, the boy is sleeping on the table, the boy is...hanging himself? ?

——No, it seems to be hanging a lantern on the eaves.I'm sorry, but your lantern is drawn too much like a noose...

Occasionally, some parts of the boy's face are enlarged and depicted in detail.

The painters are also very poor, but it can be vaguely seen that the painter is full of emotion.

Lin Mian was quite surprised.

...Maybe, this is actually a secret crush observation manual drawn by some child.

Thinking of this, he suddenly developed a fondness for the owner of this clumsy but clumsy picture book.

Looking at it again and turning it over from the top to the bottom, he found that the life of the boy painted was very similar to him at this time.

The whole day is reading, practicing, meditating, and practicing exercises.

Even some fists and kicks are very similar to what I saw in my physical training class.

Lin Mian closed the book and glanced sideways at the thin outer cover.

Old and full of wear marks, it looks like an unearthed cultural relic, at least a hundred years old.

Sure enough, this method of cultivating immortals has been passed down from generation to generation?

Lin Mian opened the drawing book again, and when she was about to continue reading, because the page suddenly flipped, the warm light projected from nowhere in the center of the sand nest slid on the page, and there was a coolness in the middle of the paper.

Lin Mian was startled.

what is that?

He opened the booklet and faced it obliquely to the light, and found that some words were appearing.

It can only be seen by the light source facing the yarn nest.

You opened my memory—

Such a line of text appeared on the cover.Lin Mian opened her eyes wide, feeling her heart pounding.

what memory?

He flipped through the album from the beginning to the back, and found that the invisible characters that can only be seen when exposed to light were densely packed and almost outlined in the book.

Some are marked next to the picture in the drawing book.

"Today I said I wanted to go for a walk. So we sneaked away to the market."

"The illness is cured. I have an appetite for porridge."

The name of the person in the picture is deliberately hidden in the text.

The records are very routine, Lin Mian continued to turn back, and finally saw some other records.

For example, a big character "curse" in flamboyant characters-next to it is a small note: "It makes the stomach hurt."

Below it is a group of strange patterns like totems.

Lin Mian thought for a while.

In the class he attended in the past two days, a teacher said that most cultivators engraved mantras by injecting spiritual power into the knife, and then engraving them on wood chips and other materials.

Lin Mian didn't have such a thing at hand, and he didn't know how to use his spiritual power.

But he still picked up the brush instead, and drew that pattern against the sand on the ground.

It's okay to try--

However, at the moment when the pen was finished, a violent abdominal pain hit.

pain!

He still doesn't know how to use the spell on others, so the target of the attack automatically turns to himself.

Lin Mian hurriedly waved his hand and wiped away the spell on the sand, and the pain in his abdomen that was like being strangled by something disappeared immediately.

With one arm around his waist, he stared at the sand on the ground.

It turned out... effective.

Lin Mian stared in silence for a few seconds, and the matter of endorsement was completely forgotten in an instant.

With the help of the light, Lin Mian re-read the hidden words in the entire picture book.

In addition to some very simple words such as "taking exams, eating, drinking water, and going fishing", the book also contains many notes and incantations.

Lin Mian picked a few and tried them on himself, and found that they were all really usable, and they were easier to understand than what he learned in colleges.

——In fact, it is not a simple movement, but he seems to have a self-taught comprehension ability facing these records.

For example, although Lin Mian has never learned acupuncture.But the book says that there is a laugh point in the depression on the side of the shoulder blade.

Lin Mian pressed his button, and immediately couldn't stop laughing.

For another example, a mantra with a fork at the top and eyes at the bottom can emit a dark circle of light when drawn.

Lin Mian just drew on the sand with his hands, without injecting any special spiritual power, and it succeeded.

A faint light suddenly appeared on the sandy ground.

Although it was weak, Lin Mian, who had never been exposed to this ability, was really surprised.

It turns out that there are really some good things in this sand nest.

Turning to the last few pages, a light flashed in his eyes, and he saw something unbelievable.

"This is..." Lin Mian murmured.

In the last few pages of the book, there is a word that resembles a recipe.Nothing special at first glance.

Materials: buckwheat, hickory nuts, gourd, ganoderma, tangerine peel, white bamboo cherry

Method: Take buckwheat flour, add appropriate amount of water, stir well, grind tangerine peel and gourd, pour egg white, fry in oil pan until cooked.

Boil the white bamboo cherry and hickory nuts into a pulp, pour it on the cake, and use a thin thread to draw this spell on the pulp.

Followed by a cloud of spells resembling the sun.

Take the cake out and press a layer of tissue paper on top to dry.

Then just place the biscuit on the things or books you want to remember before eating, and the words in it will be directly transferred into the brain of the eater through the transfer spell.

Lin Mian stared at the last line and was stunned for several minutes.

This is literally a memory bread.

I may be saved.

The author says:

Boots, everyone supports~

感谢在2022-03-2220:46:33~2022-04-0723:51:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: mamoru and Wen 1;

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