Zong Quan was the last one to go up. It was his first time riding a kite, and he couldn't help but look around and touch it out of curiosity.
There are only eight Mohist flying kites in total, and they are not sold to the public, so few people have the opportunity to ride on one.
"Fasten the strap." Xue Huan leaned over and helped Pei Ji fasten a strap similar to a seat belt.
Pei Ji took the opportunity to lower his head and kissed her on the top of her head.
Xue Huan glared at him and patted his leg, "Sit still."
The kite took off slowly, hovered in the air for a while, and then accelerated forward.
Zong Quan lost his balance and fell headfirst onto the backrest of the seat in front of him. Xue Huan felt the pain just hearing it. "Are you okay?"
Zong Quan sucked in a breath of cold air, rubbed his forehead and stood up. He was about to pretend to be strong and say that it was okay, but he bumped into the ceiling again and bit his tongue with his teeth. He was in so much pain that tears came out.
Xue Huan felt sympathetic but couldn't help but want to laugh: "Hurry up and sit down, hold on to the handle behind the seat."
When the pain in his body subsided, Zong Quan went to the window with great interest and looked down at the scenery below.
Looking down from a high vantage point, everything below seemed insignificant, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at the vastness of the world.
At this moment, Pei Ji suddenly said to Xue Huan, "Have you noticed that the shapes of the pools of water below are a bit strange?"
"Yes, I did find them. These pools have strange shapes. The corners are either straight or pointed. I don't know how they were formed."
"That's not what I'm talking about. Rather, at first glance, those pools of water appear to exist independently, but some of their corners fit together, as if they could be pieced together."
"You mean, it can be put together like a jigsaw puzzle?"
"That's right."
Xue Huan also noticed something was wrong. "Try to draw those pools of water and scale them down to the same scale."
Pei Ji: "Okay, lower the kite a little."
Xue Huan slowly lowered the kite until it was only five or six meters above the ground. Pei Ji said, "Alright, keep it at this altitude."
He closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to imprint the shapes of the pools of water in his mind one by one, just like taking a photo. Xue Huan cooperated by slowing down the speed of the flying kite to facilitate his "scanning".
After recording about a hundred pools of water, Pei Ji had reached his limit and his head began to ache. While flying the kite, Xue Huan also paid attention to him. Seeing that his face was turning pale, she hurriedly lowered the kite.
"Take a break and continue later."
Pei Ji said "hmm", and when the flying kite came to a steady stop, he immediately took out a pen and paper and started drawing the pools of water he had just recorded.
Zong Quan didn't quite understand why the two of them drew these pools of water, but he didn't ask any questions and just stayed quietly in the back row.
It took Pei Ji almost a whole day to draw all the pools of water in the secret realm. Xue Huan originally wanted to do it for him, but she was the only one who could fly a kite at the moment, so she had to give up.
The three returned to their starting position.
"Let's have hotpot tonight. The soup base is ready. You two can help me wash and cut the vegetables." Xue Huan said.
The three of them had only a simple lunch at noon, so Zong Quan was very hungry at the moment. When he heard this, he immediately responded positively: "Okay, okay."
After saying this, I remembered to ask: "What is hot pot?"
Hotpot was invented by Xue Huan and spread from Fengchi County, but it was only popular in the south and the imperial capital, and was far from spreading throughout the country.
As a member of the Zong family, Zong Quan usually stays at home and lives in a remote place, so he has never eaten hot pot.
Xue Huan: "You'll know when you eat it later."
By the time night falls, the hot pot is almost ready.
The spicy and tempting aroma filled the entire formation. Zong Quan took several deep breaths and his saliva was already overflowing. As soon as Xue Huan said that it was time to eat, he sat down immediately and followed the example of Xue Huan and Pei Ji to put the ingredients into the pot.
The lamb is as thin as paper and can be eaten after being slightly blanched.
When he took the first bite, Zong Quan was in a trance. He felt like all those years he had lived in vain. He only got to taste this delicacy today!
Next, he just kept eating!
Xue Huan's storage bag, aside from weapons, talismans, elixirs, and clothing, contained almost all food. She couldn't let her stomach suffer, right?
Zong Quan enjoyed the good life with him.
The air was thick with fog, zombies were everywhere, and pairs of glowing scarlet eyes were looming in and out, making it look like something out of a horror movie.
Zong Quan was so scared when he saw this scene last night that his heart was pounding. However, anyone who watched the zombies up close for a whole night and saw them burned to ashes with their own eyes would become numb.
At this moment, Zong Quan was eating a hot and fragrant hot pot. When he saw that scene, he felt no emotion at all. He only cared about whether the meat in the pot was cooked. If he was a little slower, it would have been taken away by Master Nan.
The key point is that he didn't pick any for himself, but kept putting it into Miss Mo's bowl.
Seeing Miss Mo eating endless meat without even having to pick up her chopsticks, he felt jealous.
If there was someone who could keep picking up meat for him, he would... just... forget it. Such dangerous thoughts were unacceptable.
After eating hot pot, Zong Quan, who only ate rice, rushed to clean up the dishes.
Xue Huan and Pei Ji went out for a walk and lured a group of corpses over. They burned them one by one, put the ashes into jars, and then pasted portraits on them.
Another busy and fulfilling night.
Zong Quan was not as energetic as Xue Huan and Pei Ji. His cultivation had barely reached the third level of Qi Refining. He couldn't stand not sleeping for two consecutive nights, so he fell asleep in the second half of the night.
So the next day when they divided the spoils, no, when they divided the spirit stones, he only got five.
Five dollars is five dollars, it’s enough for him to practice for several days.
After breakfast, Pei Ji spread out the Thousand Ponds Painting he had drawn yesterday on the table, and the three of them gathered together to observe it.
"Hey, look, this piece and this piece can be put together!" Zong Quan pointed to two pieces of water not far apart, as if he had discovered a new continent.
At this time, he finally understood what Miss Mo and Master Nan meant by what they said yesterday.
Xue Huan: "You just discovered it."
Zong Quan laughed foolishly.
Xue Huan took a pencil made of charcoal sticks and marked the pools of water with numbers, starting from 1. At the end, there were a total of 1,086 blocks.
There are so many pieces that it is impossible to make sense of them just by looking at them with the naked eye, so Xue Huan suggested cutting out the pictures of the pond water and having everyone play jigsaw puzzles together to see what they can finally come up with.
Perhaps, the thing that is finally pieced together can reveal the mystery of this secret realm.
Pei Ji and Zong Quan both agreed.
Each of the three people was given a large piece of drawing. Each of them held a pair of small scissors and cut out the small pictures on the paper one by one and placed them on the table.
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