Chapter 158 (1/2)

”Thank you, old man.”

Fang Yun thanked him and went to the bronze mirror. He found that his face line was thicker and his skin was slightly darker than usual. Obviously, he just changed the details, but it seemed like a different person. I'm afraid only Yang Yuhuan could recognize him at a glance.

In the process of the old man's writing, Fang Yun only felt the breeze blowing his face. He didn't expect that the change would be so great.

Fang Yun guessed in his heart that the old man was at least the strength of painting three realms, or even four realms.

”Xiao Mo likes you very much.” the old man looked at the ink woman in the ink.

The ink woman seemed a little shy. She dived a little, put her nose into the ink, only showed her eyes, and then blew gently with her mouth. The ink bubbled in front of her, making Fang Yun smile.

The old man sighed and said, ”if you have an inkstone turtle, take Xiaomo. It's a pity that Xiaomo follows me.”

The ink woman turned her head and looked at the old man. She blinked. She didn't seem to understand the old man's words.

”Thank you, old man.” Fang Yun doesn't know what to say, because inkstone turtles are rare things at the same level as ink women, which are very difficult to get. Among the four wonders of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, in addition to holy pages, they can be mass produced. Old pen, ink women and inkstone turtles are rare treasures in heaven and earth, and there are not many in total.

These strange things only exist in the hands of saints or holy aristocratic families, and some holy aristocratic families even have to give them away, because these strange things need to be ”raised”, otherwise they will slowly degenerate and eventually disappear completely, and a few semi holy aristocratic families can't even afford to raise strange things.

Fang Yun has only the holy page at the moment, and there are no other three kinds of strange things. Now it is impossible to have an inkstone turtle. It is even more difficult to raise two strange things at the same time. Not to mention him, even the great Confucianism may be ruined by strange things.

The old man took out a document, but instead of using the ink of the woman, he drew Fang Yun's portrait in ordinary ink.

”This is your military document. Take it.” the old man threw it away and flew to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun took it over and saw that the first half of the military documents was his current portrait, and the second half was his information. Nothing else had changed, except that his identity had become a child. Fang Yun nodded. It doesn't matter if the boy called Fang Yun, but if a scholar is also called Fang Yun, it will inevitably attract the attention of many people, and it's too eye-catching for a scholar to be an ordinary soldier.

Fang Yun said, ”the student is leaving.” then Fang Yun waved to the ink girl. She was just by the way. Unexpectedly, the ink girl was very happy and waved to him immediately. Then she picked up the ink with both hands and threw it to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun subconsciously took a step back to avoid, but the ink turned into a small black stone in mid air. Fang Yun reached out to catch it and looked carefully. If his hands were not dirty, they were just a small black stone.

”This is a female ink ingot, which can be directly used before gasification. It is much better than Li Wenying's dragon blood ink ingot. Hum.” the old man seems to be reluctant to give up such a good thing.

Fang Yun put away the ink ingot, smiled and said, ”thank you, little ink.”

Xiao Mo shook his head again and again, saying that he was welcome. He dived shyly into the water, revealing only his small head.

Leaving the house, Fang Yun felt that it was very beautiful outside. When he looked back, he saw the three vague words ”yashanju” on the black plaque.

Fang Yun took another look at yashanju. In the dark cabin, an old man sat on a bamboo chair and slowly tasted tea. A little ink woman only showed her small head and blew ink bubbles.

Fang Yun is in a good mood.

With a relaxed pace all the way, Fang Yun came to the station of Dinghai Navy.

From small to large, the military establishment of the ten countries is Wu, Shi, team, battalion, Wei and army. There are fifteen, fifteen, fifty in a team, 500 in a battalion, 3000 in a Wei and at least 10000 in an army.

Fang Yun quickly entered the Dinghai military recruitment camp with a military document in hand and met the civil servant in charge of soldier registration. Civil officials have no grade. They are the bottom of the army, but they also have little power.

The scribe glanced at the military documents, then looked at Fang Yun and said, ”Fang Yun? Also from Dayuan mansion? Tell me more about you.”

Fang Yun immediately gave a brief account of his own situation.

”When did you become a child student?” asked the scribe.

”Because of my limited talent, I decided to come to the army for training first,” Fang Yun said.

The scribe said, ”Oh? Do you want to be a scribe or a soldier?”

”Jianmei Gong once started as a soldier. He is my example.” Fang Yun said.

The official smiled kindly and kindly advised: ”Bachelor Li, of course, is unusual. You know, there are not many children in Jingguo mansion's army, but there are a lot of children in the army who face the demon man. For example, I have determined that there are 10000 and 3000 children in the Navy. Most of these children are much older than you and have no hope of testing scholars all their life, so they use this method to help the Terran. You are so young, do you really want to be a soldier?”

”Yes,” Fang Yun said.

”Well, let me see. The third team of the first battalion of the second guard is short of people. Go there.”

Fang Yun went outside the door, looked at the afternoon sky, smelled the sea smelling wind from the East China Sea, and looked down at the wooden temporary soldier card in his hand.