The first time I ate honey fruit was when I was six years old. At that time, Zhan Naya was still with her father and living with her family.
My father is a small vendor who runs back and forth between several towns and cities, making money by making some money. He is not at home most of the time, but every time he goes home, he will bring some small things to his children, and wear them.
Some people are fun and some eat, and the ones that come with the most times is honey fruit.
Zhan Naya still remembers the feeling of the first time she tasted honey fruit, sour, sweet, sour, sourness is stopped in her mouth and sweetness is felt in her heart.
Later, he followed the teacher to practice magic, and left his parents, family, and several of his brothers and sisters. Although he could still go home frequently, and at the beginning he went home at least several times a year, in fact, as he practiced,
As we grow up, it is inevitable that we will gradually get further and further away from the former family.
So, childhood, past, and even home, and all the feelings, slowly, were replaced by honey fruit.
The taste of honey fruit represents the past.
Because of this, Zhan Naya fell in love with honey fruits. In fact, he doesn't eat them often, but at least once a month, Zhan Naya would go to the market and buy some honey fruits back, and then every few days,
Savor it carefully.
This is almost a quirk of his, and this habit has always followed the teenagers, young people, middle-aged people, and even now.
After middle age, I bought honey fruits again. Many times, different vendors were asked with a smile: "Is it for the boy at home?" Some people also asked if it was for the disciples. Whenever this happened, Zhan Naya would laugh.
And Wu Yan would occasionally feel a little embarrassed, of course, just a little.
And it is often recommended: "Sir. I suggest you buy this one. This tastes better, it is only a little bit expensive."
Zhan Naya also tasted it, more than the ones he bought, or rather than the ones he ate in his childhood. This new product tasted better. The honey fruits used to be sour and sweet, but in fact
There is also astringent, which is because the processing is poor and the selection of fruits is also rough.
But in childhood, I naturally completely ignored the astringency, and only felt the sourness and sweetness.
And that feeling is irreplaceable. So after tasting the better, almost without astringency of the honey fruit, Zhan Naya still smiled and shook her head: "I still like the old varieties."
Old varieties, old flavor, and that flavor is destined to accompany you for a lifetime.
At this moment, when it was late at night, Zhan Naya was holding a special "honey fruit" in her mouth and meditating quietly.
In fact, this behavior is considered an old habit of Zhan Naya. Before meditation, throw a honey fruit into his mouth, and after meditation, chew it slowly and kill the honey fruit bit by bit. This behavior.
It made Zhan Naya feel warm and sweet inexplicably, and it seemed that in this way, the whole quiet meditation became gentle and made him intoxicated.
This behavior was originally just an unconscious attempt, but later it gradually became a routine and could not stop. However, it was not like this every time I meditated, but once every few days. As for the same thing, Zhan Naya cherished this feeling and was afraid of it.
Come every day and it will be destroyed.
This night is another time.
It’s just that this time the “honey fruit” is a little special. Zhan Naya didn’t care about this special point. Or, at the beginning, he didn’t care.
The taste of the potion and the taste of honey fruit are naturally different, far different.
The latter is sour, astringent, sweet, the former, there is definitely no sweetness, nor is it sour, but it is astringent, and the agent has almost not melted yet. The thick astringent smell of Zhan Naya was felt, and at the same time,
The heavier bitterness spread from the tip of the tongue to the entire mouth little by little.
The smell was enough to make any child wrinkle the whole face.
However, for a level nine magician and an old man, the difference between this astringency and bitterness and the sourness and sweetness of honey fruit is not that big, and you can all be patient and meticulously savored.
Zhan Naya closed his eyes slightly and adjusted his breathing slightly, and his mental power slowly expanded from the depths of his body and mind, expanding to the entire body, and then expanding to the entire hut. In fact, it can also be extended outward to a very far distance, but that
It’s not meditation, but another form of practice.
In the hut, as the spiritual power spreads, the light of the four-system element lights up in the originally empty space.
If it is specific, how should we describe it? It is actually like a person standing under the sky at night. The sky was originally pitch black, like a cloudy day, but now, dark clouds dissipate little by little, and stars flash little by little,
And, more and more.
During this period, the difference in talent is revealed.
Those with poor talent can only barely feel the elements, just like in a cloudy sky, feeling a little bit, two, three, four, five sparse stars, and then working hard to establish connections with the sparse stars.
It's like the sky in a domestic city in someone's past life, saying that it's sunny but not as clear as sunny, saying that it's cloudy but not as cloudy. There are many stars but definitely not many. Blinking, it's like I haven't woken up, a little bit empty
god.
As for the talent, you only need to use an ancient poem from someone’s previous life to describe it: “The sky will be the moon tonight, and wash the world and the sky will be clear. The summer is clear, the autumn is clear, and the scenery is clear. The stars make the light, the wind and dew will be dew.
Fa Jingying. He can transform into the world, Youran is Yujing."
Well, this is to describe the moon, not the stars.
But in fact, the elemental world that a magician with a good talent feels is a clear and clear world, and then the stars are everywhere in the sky, brilliant, and the moon competes for brilliance.
Zhan Naya's talent is not bad, but it is not very good either. It should be more accurate to position it, so the elemental world he usually feels, well, how to say, if someone describes the night in the city in his previous life
If Zhan Yana reads the article in the sky, he should have a lot of feelings. The great student resonates with him. When the fellow villagers meet, they are in tears.
But tonight, the situation seemed a little different.
"The weather seems to be a little better?" This is the question in Zhan Naya's mind.
Of course, what Zhan Naya thinks of is not the weather, but the feeling is the same. That is, the elemental world of tonight seems to be clearer than before, and it seems...
As time goes by, the medicine in the mouth gradually melts away bit by bit, bitterness and astringency overflowing the entire mouth, and it seems to spread to the whole body more. However, Zhan Naya has no mind for the time being
of.
His whole mind was filled with deep surprise, surprise and disbelief, and he devoted himself to his feelings about the surrounding elemental world.
The invisible clouds became thinner and thinner, spreading a little by little.
The stars are getting more and more brighter.
It is becoming easier and easier to sense stars, and more and more convenient. Well, can you please?
Zhan Naya was so excited. If he hadn't been an old man, he had been under decades, experience and cultivation. At this moment, he would have to jump up directly, jump on the bed like a child, and even
And shout loudly.
If this is not the case, it is not enough to relax the pleasure in your heart.
But for the time being, the pleasure was deeply pressed by Zhan Naya. He didn't dare to stop and didn't even dare to turn around and relax or be nervous. In short, from body to mind, little by little
I dare not have any changes, for fear that if I am not careful, I will lose my feelings now!
Therefore, I am intoxicated.
Then, intoxicated, intoxicated, and intoxicated, without realizing that the east is white.
When he finished meditation and opened his eyes, Zhan Naya sighed with satisfaction. The long one seemed to be filled with satisfaction. And the pleasure finally couldn't be suppressed at this time.
Stay there is no need to suppress it anymore. Zhan Naya really jumped up at this time.
He jumped out of bed!
It seems that it has been reversed for decades and has returned to the youthful time.
After jumping out of bed, without saying a word, Zhan Naya rushed to the window not far from the bed at a nearly teleportation speed, and then set his pace in front of a small desk under the window.
He also calmed his eyes.
Wherever you look, are three small bamboo tubes.
The bamboo tube contains the medicines exchanged for yesterday afternoon, including 103 low-grade pills, 22 intermediate pills, and 3 high-grade pills.
And what he threw into his mouth last night was one of the 103 pills. (To be continued.)