For Jonas, it made no difference what he ate during the farewell meal. Although enjoying the hot, salty and delicious food made him forget his sorrow, sorrow was not happiness.
Happiness is a very pure thing, and the boy cannot describe what real happiness is. He saw that the people in the tavern were happy and smiling, but the smiles were not joy. It was also interesting for him to see a drunk man falling, but he was drunk.
Han's fall is not joy. Look at everything around you, illuminated by orange-red flames, warm, but warmth is not joy.
However, he knows that once happiness is interrupted, it is difficult to be happy again. From this point of view, joy is like a fire. Once it is extinguished, it is very troublesome to rekindle it.
So what is sorrow? Sorrow is a river that never stops in the human heart. It just sometimes runs in the dark, sometimes jumps out of the ground to enjoy the sunshine, spreading the smelly poisonous mist everywhere. Interrupting sorrow is useless, just like blocking the flow of water.
It's also useless.
"Sir, don't leave."
Jonas said this sentence once in the tavern. He said it softly because he was still immersed in that paradise. Now standing on the dim street at night, the boy couldn't help but said it again, this time.
, he and Lu Zhengkang are both sober.
Even if separation is a destined outcome, even if a lot of psychological preparation has been made in advance, it does not prevent the sadness and sadness when it comes.
Lu Zhengkang still couldn't accept Jonas's mentality, so he smiled and said, "Why didn't I see you so sad last time?"
"Last time, you left too fast and I didn't have time to feel sad..."
"..." The toenails are itchy again.
When I was a child, I was indeed afraid of separation, but I have become accustomed to it from that day on. Going to and from school alone, working alone, renting a house, looking at other people's parents, other people becoming lovers, and looking at the happy people around me
, this kind of sadness seems to never end, but you will get used to the pain. There will always be a lot of discomfort in childhood, a lot of tingling, slowly numbing it, it will pass, and the childhood that will never come back will end.
.
Standing outside the gate of Winterhold College again.
It's a pity that the moon cannot be seen here.
The boy's face was turned up, dirty, with a little runny nose.
Lu Zhengkang thought for a while and hugged Jonas.
"Boy, you are just afraid that the road ahead will be difficult. But you have to know that even if I stay with you, the road will never be easy. You can go on your own and I will watch over you. If you are bullied, tell me
Me. Huh?"
"Um!"
"Take this bucket of money and make good use of it. Don't be reluctant to spend it."
"Um."
"I'm leaving."
"Hug me for a little longer."
"..."
"Okay, thank you sir."
Lu Zhengkang shook his head, turned around and walked towards the stone bridge, like a slowly moving rolling stone under the glacier.
Jonas kept watching the troll man disappear into the darkness, and then he arduously picked up the barrel and walked towards the academy.
Lu Zhengkang returned to the tavern and packed his luggage.
I bought a new pine wood two-wheeled cart. There were books, some kitchen utensils, a few pounds of beef and mutton steaks, a bucket of salt, and six sheep's milk cheese cubes in the cart. It was full. Lu Zhengkang held the handlebars and swayed
Leaving Winterhold.
We still walked from the coast, but due to the tide, many places were not accessible at all times. Lu Zhengkang sometimes pushed the cart and sometimes carried it. After walking for a day and a half, the troll man was so tired that he turned into a troll dog.
"Oh my god! I'm so exhausted!!!"
When we returned to the resting place of the wolves, the first thing we did was to crawl into bed and take a nap for half a day.
When Lu Zhengkang woke up, he found that the wolves were eating beef and mutton steaks.
They also happened to be a little hungry.
Lu Zhengkang grabbed a few pieces and planned to grill them. He first went to find wild fruits and vegetables and marinated the steaks for a while.
Now he is getting lazier and lazier. He was once a young man who traveled thousands of miles just to eat, and now he is a middle-aged man who goes through a complete process of cooking. He only thinks of using snacks when cooking for Jonas.
After eating and drinking, he sat down and read "Frost Bite Technique". The content was very similar to "Fire Tongue Technique", but the spells and configuration were slightly different.
When a normal mage casts a spell, the magic energy passes from the central brain to the limbs through the neural network, is injected into the spell configuration of the hands, and then completes the spell through resonance and plasticity.
Lu Zhengkang still couldn't use a large amount of magic energy at one time. When intercepting water from a river, the amount of water taken at one time was often not enough depending on the runoff of the river. In fact, the problem he faced was more complicated. The natural flow of magic energy
It's very crazy, and the distribution within the unit space is actually very sparse, more like air flow than water flow.
If you can't solve this, don't worry about it.
Lu Zhengkang fell into meditation and felt the melody of frost.
The world is a complete and complex whole, and individuals often can only feel part of it, part of the light, part of the space, part of the time, part of the magic energy, and even part of themselves.
Returning to the innate and natural state is also compensating for one's own deficient senses, but ultimately one cannot achieve complete enlightenment and omniscience, and neither can a Bodhisattva.
Ice and snow are different from fire. Fire is a phenomenon, and ice and snow are a thing. However, there is a difference between the products of magic energy and the creations of the material world. Life can be given to the inanimate things. As long as they resonate with the corresponding frequency of magic energy and then pour in logic,
Passion and sensibility are a simple creation.
Lu Zhengkang could still only see a little bit. In the magical world in front of him, the sharp ice peaks dumped in the sky were like phantoms behind the water. The moon flickered in the body of the iceberg, as if it was about to explode in the next second, but there was no explosion. Waves of light fell from the sky.
Sweeping across the ice field, there is a strong wind, the sky is blue, the horizon is flat and white, and there is a pale golden halo on a white line, as if the sun is about to rise in all directions. These are all illusions.
What you see may not be real, it may be your hallucination, or even someone else's hallucination, or even a dream.
Lu Zhengkang woke up and saw a two-and-a-half-foot-tall light blue ice doll with a conical head sitting on the ground. The head and body looked like two butt cones. The limbs were thick, the hands were also pointed cones, but the feet were thick.
, it looks like a Transformer, and it definitely feels powerful when it is concave.
"Finish."
Lu Zhengkang waved his hand and put away the frost element. As the saying goes, once the magic energy is enough, he will summon an army. When fighting, just frame a and go over, or shout something.
You must be very powerful if you use your skull as a bowl to make ruthless words.
After the Pure Land received the guidance of the frost element, it had the concept of earth. Now there is the element of fire hanging in the sky, and the ground is an ice continent. A mountain peak rises from the ground, and the teardrops shine on the top like a treasure of God.
"Oh, it's pretty good."
Lu Zhengkang admired it and felt sentimental at the same time.
There are always many things in the world...forget it, I'm stuck in memories again.
Chapter completed!