The next day, Dong Zhang was woken up early in the morning by his growling stomach.
Rubbing his eyes and looking at the forest in front of him that had become extremely clear against the morning glow, Dongzhang stood up and stretched hard towards the rising sun. Dongzhang made an action that would undoubtedly be suicidal in future generations.
The whole person just fell backwards, and fell from the tree more than ten meters high with his head down and his feet up. The whistling wind ruffled Dong Zhang's hair, but it couldn't ruffle it.
With his clear eyes, when he saw that he was still about three or four meters away from the ground, Dongzhang adjusted his body in the air, turning his whole body into a horizontal position. He kicked off the wide and thick tree trunk with his feet, and the huge
The reaction force instantly offset the huge force of the downward fall, and the whole person became flying horizontally. When he was about to land, he took out the long sword that was inserted diagonally on his waist.
After a short effort, he finally stood firmly on the ground with a beautiful somersault, then shook off the dirt on the scabbard and returned the long sword to his lower back.
I rubbed my head in frustration. I ate pheasant last night. What should I eat today? I saw on the tree that there seemed to be a river not far away. Let’s go and have a look. Let’s eat fish in the morning.
Countless delicacies flashed through his mind, and he finally chose to walk towards the river ahead. After walking two miles, he heard the sound of chopping wood, and Dongzhang walked slowly looking for the sound.
As we got closer, the sound came from not far from the river. I saw a white-haired old man chopping branches slowly with his hands and feet. Although his hands and feet were not very agile, each cut with the ax was quite powerful. Every time he swung the ax three times,
After a moment of heavy breathing, Dongzhang approached, but the old man still ignored him and ignored the arrival of Dongzhang, a stranger. Dongzhang also stood quietly and watched for a while, making no move to help.
mean.
The two of them ignored each other, one watched and the other chopped, not hindering each other, and they were quite harmonious. At this time, the old man was actually so tired that he was sweating profusely and panting, but he still stubbornly refused to rest.
Still swinging the ax with a bang, at this time, Dong Zhang, who had been standing quietly watching beside him, spoke:
"Old man, let me lend you a stick."
The old man glanced sideways at Dongzhang, then turned to chop down his tree. After a moment, he responded with a loud voice: "You can use it if you want."
"Hey, thanks."
Interesting old man, Dongzhang happily thanked him and found a branch about two fingers thick among the few firewood the old man had. He took out his sword from its sheath, sharpened one end of the branch, took off his shoes and socks, and then slowly
Walked towards the river next to it.
There is no pollution from industrial wastewater, no electric fish, and no large-scale fish frying. The ecological environment of the river at this time is still very good. Maybe it is just the backward fishing tools. Standing in the river, Dongzhang looked at the crystal clear river water under his feet.
, three or two river fish swam nearby from time to time, and his eyes began to narrow slightly, concentrating and gathering energy.
call out!
With a stab as fast as lightning, a palm-sized fish was stabbed across the head. Although it did not pierce the fish's head, it was just scratched, but it was already spinning in the river. I don't know if it was hit.
Its nerves were stimulated. Dongzhang thought to himself that the distance between the refraction of water and reality was somewhat different. Then he adjusted the angle, and with a soft hiss, he easily pierced the fish's head this time.
He casually picked the fish to the shore, and the fish landed safely on the shore. Dongzhang continued to stab the fish. By the time he had moved to about seven or eight places, the shore was already piled with more than a dozen fish of similar sizes. Dongzhang's own
He knew his appetite, so he picked big fish of more than one kilogram. Less than an hour had passed, and when he had hit seven or eight more fish, Dong Zhang turned off the engine and went ashore.
I counted, oh, there were twenty-seven fish in total. At this time, the popping sound continued. Dongzhang looked up and saw that the strange old man was still tied up and chopping. Dongzhang looked at it.
Looking at the ground, there were only seven or eight pieces of wood as big as a fist. Those small branches were not included, right? A piece of firewood as big as a fist. If the old man had to breathe heavily for more than half a minute every time he slashed, then
It would take him at least half an hour to chop down such a big piece of firewood.
Without paying too much attention to him, Dongzhang used vines to form a group of more than 20 fish and rushed to the river to clean their internal organs. Because he had done this a lot in later generations, it only took him 20 minutes to finish it.
After cleaning the entrails of all twenty-seven fish, Dongzhang found that the stubborn old man finally stopped swinging the ax and took a rest when he walked back.
At this time, he was sitting next to his firewood, chewing the rice ball carefully in his hand. Basically, he had to drink three water of water before chewing one mouthful of rice ball. You can imagine how hard the rice was.
Zhang Dong threw twenty-seven fishes everywhere and walked towards the old man. Looking at the firewood on the ground happily, Zhang Dong smiled and said: "Old man, can you borrow some more firewood?"
The old man glanced at the fat fish on the ground behind Dong Zhang, then calmly stared at the rice ball in his hand, and said calmly: "You can help yourself if you want."
Hehehe, this old man is really interesting.
"Hey, that's a good relationship. I'm really grateful to my father-in-law. You're not welcome now."
After saying that, Dongzhang casually took away five fist-sized pieces of firewood. This was already most of the old man's work all morning. When Dongzhang took away the firewood, the old man didn't even raise his eyes and continued to concentrate on chewing.
He was holding the rice ball in his hand as if it was the most delicious food in the world. Even when Dongzhang passed by him holding firewood, the old man didn't even glance at Dongzhang.
When he came to the shore, Dongzhang took out the fire sticks and started a fire smoothly. Looking at the fish piled at his feet, Dongzhang ran to the old man and took away a dozen finger-thick branches. The old man still said the same thing,
I wanted to pick it up myself, but I didn’t even look at Dongzhang the whole time. I just chewed the rice ball in his hand, and Dongzhang happily took it away.
When the flames were raging, Dongzhang had already placed fish around the fire and was leisurely waiting for the food to be cooked. The old man behind him had already rested and started chopping again.
Lighting firewood, two completely unrelated people were doing their own things. They seemed to have no connection, but they seemed to have a connection.
Not long after, all the fish around the fire were cooked, and Dongzhang began to feast, and continued to put the raw fish next to the fire. At this time, the old man chopped off four or five fist-sized firewood, and the whole body was covered with firewood.
The undershirt was already soaked with sweat, and the rest time after swinging the ax was obviously much longer. When Dongzhang finished eating seven fish, there was obviously not enough firewood.
Looking at the old man sitting on the ground panting, Dongzhang chuckled and walked towards him again.
Influenced by too many animations, this book will be slightly different from traditional martial arts, and will be more daily and passionate. Later, the characters in the original book will also have major or minor emotional entanglements. In short, if you like it, don’t forget it.