Lu Cheng rubbed a few more wheat ears and got a dozen grains of spiritual wheat, which he put into the jade ring.
He stood in the field and looked out, his excitement gradually calming down.
A gust of cool wind blew by, and a great panic suddenly arose in his heart: "Is this a dream? This doesn't seem to be a dream! This body belongs to someone else! My soul has occupied someone else's body! How did I get here? Can I still be there?
Are you going back? If you can’t go back, will my mother cry to death?”
He stroked the looming jade ring and kept whispering in a panic: "I want to go back, I want to go home! Please take me back, okay?"
However, the jade ring did not respond, and there was only the sound of wind blowing in my ears!
Lu Cheng took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and thought to himself: "I came here because of contact with the jade ring! If I want to go back, I can only use it! Is it possible that I have to drip hundreds of milliliters
Blood? Then you can travel through time again?"
He doesn't want to bleed anymore!
In his opinion, the purpose of bleeding is to make the jade ring recognize its owner, not to travel through time. If blood must be dripped every time when traveling, how can it be tolerated?
He came out of the field and walked aimlessly.
Looking up not far away, there are many caves halfway up the mountain.
The nobles of the Laiyi people do not like thatched houses, but prefer to dig stone caves to live in.
The caves are built according to the mountains, some are large and some are small, the higher the location, the higher the status.
The highest point is not the cave where the patriarch lives, but a spacious "Witch Temple", in which lives a big witch and two little witches, who are the big witch's apprentices.
The so-called "great witch" is an old man with knowledge and culture in the wild world. He is very respected because he knows a certain number of runes, can communicate with heaven and earth, and exerts mysterious power. He also masters herbal medicines and can help the tribesmen cure diseases.
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Lu Cheng walked up step by step and came to the witch temple, where he saw two young witches killing a sheep.
That sheep was not ordinary. It looked quite brave. It was three or four times larger than the common goats in later generations!
The two little witches were very powerful. One hugged the sheep's body, and the other slashed it with a knife. The sheep's head fell to the ground, and the blood spurted from its neck and dripped into a huge clay pot.
Lu Cheng stepped forward to help, but in a hurry, he mistakenly dipped the finger with the jade ring into blood.
After a long time, the blood of the sheep was gone, a little witch separated the mutton and bones, and another little witch walked into the witch temple carrying a clay pot.
Lu Cheng walked in and saw the great witch "Wu Huan" in black robes, spreading light cyan wolf skin paper on the table, dipping a brush in sheep's blood, and preparing to write runes.
Lu Cheng's heart moved and he asked: "Witch Ancestor, can I learn runes from you?"
Wu Huan couldn't tell his age. There were countless wrinkles on his face, but his eyes were full of energy. He looked up at him and said calmly: "Your great-grandfather and I are of the same generation. As early as thirty years ago, your great-grandfather was
Grandpa is dead, but I am still alive and well. Logically speaking, you are my descendant, so there is no problem for me to pass on the runes to you. However, this thing requires talent, and ordinary people cannot learn it."
Lu Cheng said: "Wu Zu, I want to give it a try."
The shaman stretched out his hand and handed him a piece of tortoise shell and said: "There are three runes on it. If you can write them according to them within two days, you can come to me and I will pass on some runes to you. But, the next person in the clan
I have already chosen the great witch, you have no hope."
Lu Cheng smiled and said: "Thank you so much, witch ancestor. I just want to know more about some runes, and I don't want to be a great witch."
The Wu Huan raised his pen to draw the talisman, but as soon as he started writing, he made a sound of "duh", and then asked sharply: "Why is the spirit energy of the spirit sheep we just caught so weak?"
The two little witches looked at each other and replied, "What's going on? We don't know."
Lu Cheng didn't dare to say anything. He suspected that the spiritual energy in the sheep's blood had been sucked away by the jade ring!
The sorcerer was furious: "Go catch another one! It's really disappointing. Such inferior sheep's blood has ruined the talismans I carefully prepared!"
Seeing that the other party was angry, Lu Cheng didn't dare to stay and walked out quietly.
The sun is at the zenith, and the sun is in the head.
Returning to his cave, he suddenly felt very tired and fell asleep.
When he woke up, he opened his eyes and realized that he was back in modern times, still lying on the same bed.
Look at the clock, it's exactly twelve o'clock in the middle of the night!
He remembered that it was already past 11 o'clock when he fell asleep, but he was not very clear when he fell asleep.
"So, I've been in another world for half a day, and the time here has changed very little? The clock almost doesn't move? This is a good thing."
Look at the jade ring, hidden between skin and flesh, just like in another world.
He recited two characters, and the jade ring was revealed. With a thought, he took out more than a dozen grains of wheat from it!
Lu Cheng was happy in his heart: "Haha, great, I actually brought the wheat grains here!"
He found a piece of white paper, wrapped the wheat grains, and placed them on the bookshelf.
Fresh wheat grains need to be dried and stored.
As for what to do with these wheat grains, he hasn't thought about it yet.
He tried to breathe several times and felt that the spiritual energy here was very weak, not even 1% of that in another world.
"What a pity, this is the Age of Ending Dharma, and it will be quite difficult to grow Lingmai. Otherwise, I can use Lingmai as a medicinal material, and its efficacy is no less than ten years of ginseng!"
Most of the ginseng currently sold on the market is artificially cultured and will be available in three to five years. There are very few ginseng even in seven or eight years.
Lu Cheng's home always keeps ginseng, including Northeastern red ginseng and American ginseng from the West. His mother often makes soup with ginseng and slices it for tea.
According to Lu Cheng's personal experience, the effect of one piece of spiritual wheat is stronger than that of ginseng grown for ten years!
Turning around, he saw a thick stack of manuscripts on the table.
On the cover of the manuscript, it is written "A Preliminary Examination of the Illustrated Catalog of the Wulian Tomb".
When you open it, you will see pictures inside, including the star map on the top of the cairn, the small figure training picture on the side wall, and the complex patterns on the altar. Some pictures are accompanied by illegible runes. Pictures on each page
Below, there are some modern Chinese analyses, leaving a lot of blank space.
The first few pages have a little more Chinese analysis, but the following pages are basically blank.
Lu Cheng knew in his heart that this was the work his father was doing.
Two days ago, Lu Tianming came back from Wulian and brought back a large amount of graphic and textual materials, and those modern Chinese analyzes were his personal speculations.
Lu Cheng flipped through page after page and found that most of the annotations were ridiculously wrong. After all, he had Baikang's memory and recognized five hundred runes!
He didn't want to write out the runes because he couldn't explain the source. Moreover, he didn't know many runes, so he might as well wait until he learned more runes from the sorcerer in the future.
Afterwards, Lu Cheng took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the pictures and texts on each page.
This is a set of training charts, with a total of seventy-two exercises. He plans to take it with him and study it slowly.