Me and my magician sister

Chapter 29 36. Your right hand can no longer use magic
"Ah... You mean my singing... What an interesting kid..." Bai Wuchang responded with a smile.

"...Well..." Now Ning Jin realized that what Ning Jin was referring to was referring to his physical condition, but since the topic has continued, let's continue: "I always feel that some words in the singing can be heard. understand."

"I sang in Wu dialect~" Bai Wuchang said with a smile.

Wu dialect is said to be a dialect used by hundreds of millions of people in the world before, but after Chairman Chen Yisheng came to power, he gradually began to implement monocultural management, and made a backup of other languages ​​and put them in the archives. It is "protecting intangible cultural heritage", but in fact, once it is put in the archives, it will never be taken out again.Wu language is also an "intangible cultural heritage" locked in the archives.Now, the whole world speaks ordinary Chinese based on the original BJ dialect.English and French, the former UN languages, are no longer spoken.

Ning Jin felt that he could understand some vocabulary, perhaps because a small number of people still used Wu language when he was a child.

"Wu language...it used to be a Wu language area..." Ning Jin said vaguely.

"That's right...but what I recite is the Wu dialect of the place further east, which is a little different from the Wu dialect of the magic capital." Bai Wuchang explained patiently.

"Is it... the Wu language of Dragon City?" Ning Jin pointed out the location sharply.

"Huh?" A flash of surprise flashed in Bai Wuchang's eyes: "That's right. I didn't expect children of this age to know the Wu language of Dragon City."

"Because we came here from Dragon City." Ning Jin said.

"Oh, that's no wonder." Bai Wuchang said with a smile: "But don't underestimate my chanting, this is the oldest existing magic chanting 'Changzhou Chanting' in the world."

"Changzhou Chanting?" Although I have lived in Longcheng for nearly ten years, this is the first time I have heard of the term "Changzhou Chanting".

"Changzhou is the old name of Dragon City. The Wu dialect of this place is the closest to ancient Chinese among all languages. Therefore, most ancient poems recited in Changzhou's Wu dialect will rhyme the same as Mandarin or even more rhyme than Mandarin." Bai Wuchang explained road.

"Eh? Then I'm really ignorant..." Ning Jin chatted with Bai Wuchang before he knew it.

"There is no ignorance at all. At your age, you are already well-educated." Bai Wuchang patted Ning Jin's head.

Ning Jin didn't object either, and let Bai Wuchang put his hand on his head.

"This...what kind of feeling..." Ning Jin had a strange feeling in his heart, was it fresh?Still a little worried.The feeling of the little heart beating non-stop.

"Is this the feeling of being touched on the head..." Ning Jin thought to himself.

"It's so comfortable..." This is Ning Jin's true feeling.

"Young master, how does your body feel?" In order to prevent Ning Jin from getting involved in other things, Bai Wuchang used the word "body" with an accent.

"It feels... not bad..." Ning Jin stretched his waist, and the pain on his body has completely disappeared, but it may be that the pain sensation is blocked, so he doesn't know that the injury has not healed.

The right hand is like a newborn, and there will be a very fresh feeling when touching everything.

"Try to see if the right hand can cast magic." Bai Wuchang urged.

"What's wrong? Using magic...isn't everyone in this city able to do it..." Ning Jin muttered unwillingly.However, Bai Wuchang must have her reasons for doing so, because "you must listen to what the attending physician says".

"Then..." Ning Jin casually found an ashtray from the table, and put the palm of his right hand close to the ashtray.

This is what Ning Jin is best at, and it is also one of the few magics that can keep up with the rhythm of the battle. It is often called "useless basic magic" - "transformation magic".

The palm of the right hand flashed a little light.

"What's going on..." Ning Jin felt that when the magic power passed through his right arm, he encountered huge resistance.

"As expected..." Bai Wuchang sighed, pretending to be sorry, and said to Ning Jin, "Sorry, your right hand can no longer use magic."

"What, what!!" Ning Jin was surprised and speechless, still disappointed.But fortunately, compared to losing his right hand forever, being unable to use magic in his right hand is nothing.

"That is to say, my brother can only be regarded as a half magician in the future?" Xiao Xia couldn't wait to continue, and then grabbed Bai Wuchang's sleeve and shouted: "Is there any way to restore my brother's right hand?"

"This..." Bai Wuchang felt uncomfortable, because he "played badly" the master's son, so if the master got angry...

"Xiao Xia, stop making trouble." Ning Jin patted Xiao Xia's head: "This is enough."

"Your ability to accept...is so strong..." Hei Wuchang was also surprised: "Generally speaking, 'being able to use magic' is a prerequisite for a magician, and it must exist. Even 'being able to use magic' is gone. Then you're not a magician. Oh, by the way, you're half a magician."

"..." Ning Jin was speechless to Hei Wuchang, even though he knew that he was trying to comfort himself, but no matter what he said, it hurt.

"I'm sorry, my stupid brother can't speak, please forgive me." Bai Wuchang gave Hei Wuchang a fierce look, and apologized with a smile.

"No, no need to apologize, he is quite right." Ning Jin laughed at himself: "There is no way to use a magical body. For a person who is a magician at heart, it is no different from a prosthesis. Oh, yes, I still have left hand."

Xiao Xia was relieved to see that her brother was fine, but Xiao Xia was still very worried about her brother's future when her brother changed from a complete magician to a half magician.

"There is no such thing as a strong ability to accept. Anyone who accepts the reality of losing their parents suddenly will become stronger." Ning Jin added.

"But, the master is not dead..." Hei Wuchang glanced at the sleeping Ning Hong.

"Okay, let's get to the point." Ning Jin said while bending down to pick up the arm that once belonged to him, and put it on the table as if nothing had happened.

"Wait, I still have a question." Hei Wuchang looked at An Lina who fell asleep on the ground, and asked, "Who is this? Is this also the master's daughter? I didn't know that the master had foreign mistresses."

Alina knew it was a foreigner at a glance.

"I don't know, master's mistress seems to be..." Bai Wuchang stopped in the middle of speaking, looking at the Ning family brothers and sisters with scruples.

(End of this chapter)