Lanke Chess Edge

Ji Yuan has actually done some theoretical research on the level of monster refining the crossbone. In essence, the crossbone is not really a bone growing in the throat, but more like a freehand depiction.

It mainly refers to the spirited monsters who start to control the tongue sound and air, the so-called one who is stuck in the throat, who wants to speak but cannot speak, refines the horizontal bone to open the tongue opening, and the air makes it master the tongue.

There is also a saying that the crossbone refers to the so-called "hyoid bone", but it must be due to the dual influence of physiology and artistic conception. Anyway, refining the crossbone is the first difficulty in the process of an animal becoming a demon. After strictly speaking about this, To be considered a fairy.

This rare process, Ji Yuan felt it clearly through the chess pieces, including the change of every cough of the red fox Hu Yun, as if he was sitting and listening.

On the red peak of Yunshan Mountain, Ji Yuan, who was lying on his side with his eyes closed, also had a smile on his face. The little fox woke up from the dream, and this time the connection with the chess pieces gradually faded away.

In the small pavilion of Ju'an, Yin Qing heard the cough and turned around to look, and found that it was the red fox on the stone table who was coughing. He had never heard of an animal coughing, so the first thing he thought was whether the jujube meat had choked.

"Cough...cough cough cough...cough cough cough cough...ah cough..."

After taking a few steps closer, I found that the little fox was coughing more and more severely, and even saw the fox coughing up wisps of dust like an illusion.

"What's wrong with you, little fox? Would you like some water?"

Yin Qing hurried to the stone table, poured a glass of water from the kettle beside the table, and brought it to Chihu's mouth.

"Drink some water to moisturize your throat!"

The red fox coughed for a while and finally calmed down, holding the tea cup that Yin Qing placed beside him, and kept licking the cold boiled water without tea leaves.

The red fox's heart was beating extremely fast at this moment, and by drinking water to ease the excitement at the moment, he certainly knew what level he had passed.

At this time, bursts of aura wash over the body, even the sense of aura from the outside world is much more acute.

But vaguely, the red fox felt that what was more important was not that he had refined the crossbone in a dream, but that he remembered the name he had forgotten after running around in the mountains for the past few years. His name was "Hu Yun", and he was Mr. Da. name given!

"Hu... Hu Yun..."

The crisp voice came out of the red fox's mouth, and immediately Yin Qing was startled, pointing at the little fox, speechless, the astonishment in his heart was tinged with a trace of not-so-strong fear.

After the little fox said his name, he also subconsciously pressed his mouth with two fox paws, staring at Yin Qing with a trace of panic and even more excitement.

"You can talk?"

Yin Qing calmed down a bit, and asked cautiously and in surprise.

Then Chihu subconsciously imitated him and said something.

"You will, speak..."

"I can talk, I'm asking you!"

"I, I can talk, I'm asking you..."

The joy in the red fox's eyes became more and more difficult to hide. It imitated Yin Qing's intonation like a parrot. Although there were some deviations in pronunciation, the voice was clear and sweet.

Yin Qing was also happy, as if he understood something, he pointed to himself.

"Are you learning how to speak from me?"

"Learn, speak, talk!"

The red fox nodded vigorously, then tapped itself with its paws.

"Hu... Yun!"

Yin Qing was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he recalled the details of the past, and his face became more joyful.

"Yes, yes, your name is Hu Yun, Mr. Ji gave you the name, your name is Hu Yun!"

"Hu Yun Hu Yun, your name is Hu Yun!"

The red fox also clapped its paws happily.

"No, no, my name is Yin Qing, and your name is Hu Yun! Forget it, let me teach you how to speak!"

"Teach, talk! Teach talk!"

Chihu can already understand part of the human language, at least he can distinguish between you and me, but the way he speaks is different from what he hears, so he can't help repeating Yin Qing's words. The speed will not be too slow.

One person and one fox are very happy in the small pavilion in Ju'an, as if they have found a fun game, and you start talking to each other.

The jujube tree shades the golden autumn sun in the courtyard, and the branches and leaves sway with the breeze, making the whole tree more peaceful.

. . .

In the mansion of the Wei family in Desheng Mansion, at this moment, there was a fat and white child wearing a red bellyband, running barefoot along a corridor in the mansion.

The toddler was still holding a big-headed cloth tiger made of cotton cloth, and ran wildly in the corridor with his short legs.

"Master... where are you, master! Don't scare me, master!"

There was a servant girl's panicked voice coming from the other end, she hurriedly ran across the corridor in the inner courtyard, and then came back immediately, the fat boy in the bellyband was still running forward, he was also relieved, and hurriedly chased after him. past.

"Master, master, don't run away, be careful not to fall!"

The child in the bellyband is Wei Wuwei's darling, Wei Yuansheng, or the darling of Wei's elders. The one who came after him was the seventeen-year-old maid who took care of the child and played with him.

"Study is not fun, it's not fun at all, I'm going to find my mother, I'm going to find my father!"

The little servant girl was agile, and after running a dozen steps, she caught up with the toddler and picked her up.

"Young master, don't make trouble, Master will teach you the first day, so don't leave a bad impression!"

Ignoring the little maid's earnest words, the child twisted and twisted in his arms, kicked his legs and punched, kicking the maid's face from time to time with his little fleshy hands and feet.

"Xiaocui let me go, I'm going to find my father to judge, how can a three-year-old start to study, I won't go, I won't go, the master won't let me pull out his beard!"

Behind the corridor, the old master also came running out of breath clutching a book.

"Huh...huh...Miss Xiaocui, have you found it?"

"I found my master, don't worry, there are many people hiding inside and outside the Wei mansion, the young master will be fine, hey hey hey...you can't talk about it with the young master."

The old master hurriedly turned his head with his eyes covered, muttering, "See no evil!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wei Yuansheng returned to the desk in the study again, and was pushed down by the maid Xiaocui on the chair padded with multiple layers of cotton pads.

"Master, this time Xiaocui has to watch from the sidelines, and I can't leave you alone to teach."

After the incident just now, the old master was also very frightened, so naturally he didn't dare to object.

"It's nature, it's nature..."

Just now, Wei Yuansheng, a child who said he was three years old but was actually less than two years old, jumped off such a high chair cushion, scaring the old master enough on the spot, and then the child was not only fine, but even skipped class by himself.

"However, the son of the mansion is the only intelligent child I have ever seen in my life. If you study hard, you may be the second Duke Yin of my Desheng Mansion."

Yin Zhaoxian now has a very high status in the minds of scholars in Desheng Mansion. Even an old scholar in his 60s or 70s, like the old master, respectfully calls him "Yin Gong" in private, which shows how influential Lianzhong Sanyuan is.

The old master stroked his beard and looked at this young boy who was reluctantly sitting in front of the desk. He was plump all over, white and fat, with red lips, red teeth and white teeth. The child was afraid of the heat, so he only wore a red bellyband, which made him look even more cute.

Most of the people in Desheng Mansion know that the youngest son of the Wei family was born in November of the Rabbit Year, one year old, and two years later, so he is three years old, but in fact he is only one and a half years old.

For a child like this, if he was in another family, he would be most worried about things like shit and fart, but the Wei family has already invited him to teach and learn calligraphy.

Originally it was only for money, but after seeing this young master Wei and contacting him for a while, the old master was already astonished.

Is this a three year old? Although she still speaks in a childish voice, this intelligence is extraordinary. If you insist on describing it, it seems to be spiritual.

"Xiao Cui, go away, I won't learn unless you go away!"

Wei Yuansheng was still angry and refused to let the maid stay by his side.

Xiaocui looked at the old master in embarrassment, hesitated for a while and said.

"The young master is not allowed to run away, I am right outside the door, and the Patriarch will definitely ask you about the day's affairs tonight, if you run away again, I will not lie for you!"

"you you!"

Wei Yuansheng pointed at Xiaocui with his chubby little finger, and wanted to swear but there were no dirty words to use.

"You are bad!"

"Master Lau is here!"

Xiaocui bowed to the master before going out, and the old master bowed back.

"You should do your best!"

After the maid left, the old master looked at the young boy again, showing a self-consciously kind smile.

"Young master, do you know what zodiac is this year?"

"Of course it's the Year of the Snake!"

"Well, the little boy is three years old now, what does he belong to?"

"It's a rabbit!"

"Okay, then if..."

"Stop stop..."

Wei Yuansheng waved his little hand.

"Ask here and there, you don't know this, you don't know that, how dare you come and teach me?"

The old master choked.

"The young master is very intelligent, which I have only seen in my life. These years, my Desheng mansion has been shining brightly in Wenqu."

"I drank fairy juice mixed with milk when I was only one month old. Of course it's amazing."

The old master naturally heard this and smiled.

"Hehe, the young master was joking."

"Look, if you say it's a child's speech, you won't believe what a three-year-old says."

But the father and the child are still afraid, and the young children can only endure the boredom and try to read and study.

The old master stroked his beard and picked up a copy of "Theory of Birds-Tongsheng Answers" from the table. Yin Zhaoxian's masterpiece has been spread in Deshengfu. The first volume is interesting and popular, especially the new edition. The content is more catchy than before, very suitable for enlightenment.

I just tested the young master's comprehension ability, and the old master believes that I should be able to understand it when I read it to him.

That night, after Wei Wuwei came back, he first asked the old master surnamed Li about his teaching situation, and it was no surprise that he heard the other party's praise of his son's intelligence.

Then he asked Wei Yuansheng alone.

In front of the oil lamp in the main wife's bedroom, Wei Yuansheng was sitting on the bed in his mother's arms, and Wei Wuwei was sitting on the grand teacher's chair beside him. This was the first time Wei Wuwei had confessed to his son.

"Yuan Sheng, you are doing pretty well today, do you know why my father let you read and write so early?"

Wei Yuansheng opened his mouth to answer while holding his favorite cloth tiger head.

"I'm smart!"

"You kid... you're smart is of course a prerequisite, and because before you're five years old, Dad will take you to a place, and it would be great if you can read and write before that."

"Five?"

Wei Yuansheng counted with his fingers, isn't it the end of next year?

"Master... Yuan Sheng is still so young..."

Mrs. Wei was a little bit reluctant, but Wei Wuwei stopped her before she finished speaking.

"The benevolence of a woman, this matter is related to the future of Yuan Sheng and the future of the Wei family. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is once in a thousand years."

Speaking of this, Wei Wuwei stood up, walked to the bed, squatted down his bloated body, stared at his son very seriously and spoke slowly.

"Dad told you the secret of our Wei family for the first time tonight. Although you are young, dad knows that you know how to measure. You can't talk about this matter like a day, at least for a year or two. If we go out, my Wei Jiafu will be unpredictable, understand?"

Wei Yuansheng was a little scared, rubbed against his mother, and answered in a childish voice.

"understood……"

Wei Wuwei nodded, then narrowed his eyes and recalled his opening.

"My Wei family has a piece of precious jade. It has been passed down from generation to generation according to an allusion. For many years, people in the family did not take it seriously, but something happened later... It must start from Ning'an County..."