The spiritual energy of heaven and earth trembled inexplicably, and ripples suddenly appeared on the calm surface of Anshan Lake. Peak 23S.
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It came suddenly and disappeared strangely!
"Grandma, how dare you, a junior member of the clan, dare to go all over my old man's head... uh, no, Tai Sui!
If you don’t give me an explanation today, I will take back the dragon robe, whether you have a dragon soul or not!”
In the cave house at the bottom of Anshan Lake, the old drunkard looked at the wine bowl in front of him angrily, and slapped the table hatefully, his nose turning purple from the wine bowl.
The image of Wu Ming was clearly visible in the wine bowl, and the tabletop trembled with slight ripples.
If anyone is here, they will definitely find that the waves in the wine bowl are almost exactly the same as the ripples on Ansan Lake!
At this time, by the Anshan Lake, an old man, a young man, and a cat were staring at each other in amusement.
"Master, don't be impulsive. Even if you can't see that person, you won't be like this!"
Wu Fu stopped in front of him almost begging.
Woohoo!
The kitten whimpered again and again, holding Wu Ming's trousers with his little paws, as if he was afraid that he would do something stupid!
"Uncle Fu, do I look like I'm doing something stupid?"
Wu Ming kicked the kitten away angrily, dumbfounded.
"Uh? Then... what is this for?"
Wu Fu pointed to Wu Ming's waistband in astonishment.
"Work!"
Wu Ming rolled his eyes, tightened his belt and walked towards the boulder beside him.
"Huh, as long as it's not that!"
Wu Fu let out a long breath and patted his chest with lingering fear.
Woohoo!
The kitten held its head with its paws and lay motionless on the ground.
I saw Wu Ming looking left and right, his eyes wandering over the boulders along the coast, not noticing the movement on the surface of Anshan Lake.
"It's you!"
After a while, Wu Ming identified a rock wall that was several feet high and had a fairly flat side. He exhaled, jumped up and climbed onto the rock wall, hooked his right hand with his fingers and dug into the rock.
Puff!
The hard rock wall was opened like tofu, there was a loud clang, the gravel was scattered, and in the blink of an eye, there were eight large characters like silver hooks and iron paintings!
"Although the divine turtle has a long life, it still has its time."
After Wu Fu finished reading, his pupils suddenly shrank like needlepoints. He glanced around carefully like a thief to make sure that there was no movement in Anshan Lake, and he wiped away the cold sweat with a guilty conscience.
With just a few words, he vaguely guessed what his little master was going to do!
But just arranging a transcendent and saintly existence like this, it's okay if it's well written, but if there's even the slightest mistake, it will definitely be a disaster!
Moreover, the first sentence doesn’t sound like a good word at all!
Wu Mingke didn't care what Wu Fu was thinking, he just plagiarized ancient Chinese masterpieces, and the second sentence came out quickly.
"A soaring snake rides on the mist, but ends up in ashes."
Wu Fu's mouth trembled. If he hadn't been sure that his little master would not be stupid enough to risk his life, he would have taken him away by force!
"Old Ji..."
When I saw the next two words, my calf muscles couldn’t work anymore!
"Damn it, you damn human brat, he actually cursed me! No, we must not let this kid continue to mess around, otherwise my old man's reputation will be ruined by a crooked poem... huh?"
In the cave house at the bottom of the lake, the old drunkard slapped the table angrily, causing ripples of wine in the shaking bowl. When the ripples dissipated and he looked back calmly, his eyes suddenly froze.
"I'm an old man, but I'm determined to reach a thousand miles!"
Seeing this, Wu Fu let out a long breath and shuddered, then realized that the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Snap!
After completing four lines and thirty-two words, Wu Ming jumped down, clapped his hands casually, and looked at the fruits of his labor with satisfaction.
"In his old age, a martyr is full of ambition! Good, good, good!"
Wu Fu finished reading it in one breath and made good friends again and again.
The first two sentences seem to imply the end, but the artistic conception of the last two sentences is otherworldly and wonderful!
Moreover, even if he is himself, why is he not in such a situation?
As an old man like him, if he hadn't taken care of Wu Ming, he would have been so depressed!
Now my cultivation is gradually recovering and my ambition is renewed!
"Well, that's pretty much it. The human race is the human race, and they are indeed the smartest ethnic group in all the worlds. This written inheritance is really insightful!
It’s very close to the original version... I think it’s what I wanted! But why do you feel that it’s a bit unsatisfied?”
The old drunkard recited silently and slapped the table. After reciting, he picked up the wine bowl with satisfaction and drank. However, he paused in mid-air and stared at the screen with a frown on his face.
But when he saw the next scene, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, scratching his ears and cheeks for a long time, and then his eyes suddenly lit up and he waved a bright stream of light.
"The young master is quick-witted and knowledgeable. This poem can be said to be the best in the world, but there seems to be something missing!"
Wu Fu read it carefully several times. Although he felt that it had a lot of meaning in the world, he thought it was for the person who wrote it and did not go into it further.
Firstly, I have extraordinary experience, and secondly, I have been disabled for many years and had nothing to do, so I developed the habit of reading.
When I was with Wu Ming in Beijin, I just used to read books to kill time, and then I realized that there was more to come.
"Hey, I've been too worried lately and I'm in a bad mood! I have to rush on my way, so I'll catch up when I have the chance in the future!"
Wu Ming rubbed his eyebrows with a tired look on his face.
When Wu Fu heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, knowing full well that his little master might be planning something!
If it were so easy to give up, I wouldn’t have stayed at Anshan Lake for three days!
"Ahem, young man, it's not good to give up halfway! And at such a young age, there aren't many things to worry about!"
Suddenly, an old coughing sound came from behind.
"Varied……"
Wu Fu's pupils suddenly shrank and he turned around to look.
I saw a rickety old man in ragged clothes, carrying a bundle of dry firewood on his back, looking at the rock wall with cloudy eyes and writing a poem.
"I wonder when my father-in-law came?"
When Wu Fu finished speaking, he glanced at the kitten first and then stared at the woodcutter.
Woohoo!
The kitten whimpered a little aggrievedly, as if to say that he didn't know.
"Ahem, the old man has been watching here for a long time. Seeing this young hero's extraordinary skills, he stopped to watch. I definitely didn't mean to offend him.
Just seeing such a masterpiece and thinking about the old man’s age, hey, I couldn’t help but say something more!”
The woodcutter seemed to be too weak and kept coughing. He quickly put down the firewood and sat on a rock to rest. He touched the gourd on his waist and drank some saliva, which made his expression look better.
"I think my husband seems to be a man from the mountains. He can actually read and digit, which shows that the literary tradition of the Song Dynasty is prosperous!"
Wu Ming took a step forward politely.
Wu Fu followed close behind, still staring at the woodcutter.
The old man's appearance was so sudden and even strange that even he didn't notice it at all.
Even though I scanned it dozens of times with my spiritual consciousness, I am still an old mortal, but I still dare not take it lightly!
"Ahem, oops, I went to a private school for a few years when I was young. I met a kind-hearted gentleman who didn't mind the old man's poverty. He let me attend the private school and even asked me to play a few lines from time to time. Unfortunately, I was young and greedy.
Play, old man, old man!"
The old woodcutter's face was slightly red, as if he was a little tipsy, and he seemed to be reminiscing.
"I see your body is strong and strong!"
Wu Ming glanced at the firewood next to him and flattered him. He took a step forward again and said, "Old man, I'm a little tired after working for a long time. Can I ask for a drink of water?"
"Uh... cough, the young man's martial arts are extraordinary, how could he... OK, OK, it's rare that a young man doesn't dislike the old man, here you go!"
The old woodcutter's face froze, and he almost couldn't spit it out, but Wu Ming stared at him and helplessly handed over the gourd.
"Young Master!"
Wu Fu took a step forward, and it was obvious that Wu Ming looked familiar. He gritted his teeth and took the gourd in his hand first.
"Uncle Fu, you are tired too. Take a few sips to relieve your fatigue!"
Wu Ming didn't care about anything else, he opened the gourd stopper and dragged the bottom, then let Wu Fu drink.
"Ahem!"
Wu Fuli choked after taking two sips, but Wu Ming forced him to take a few more sips.
The woodcutter's eyes twitched when he saw it, and he opened his mouth several times but didn't say anything to stop it!
"This water is really sweet! It must be spring water in the mountains, which is rare to see!"
Wu Ming took the gourd and drank two sips, praising it repeatedly.
"Ahem, young man, young man, it's just an ordinary mountain spring. Leave some for me, there is still a long mountain road to go!"
The woodcutter reached out eagerly to grab it.
"Dad, don't be anxious, don't be anxious, who doesn't know that Anshan Lake has beautiful mountains and rivers and many springs. You are familiar with the old way, just take it!
Poor boy, I still have a long way to go, so you should do good deeds!"
As Wu Ming spoke, he turned around, called the kitten, and actually poured it into the gourd.
When the woodcutter saw this, his eyes were full of regret, but he couldn't bear to give him any water. He could only watch the old man, the young man and the cat take turns drinking water.
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. After finishing the drink, they took out a jade bottle and filled it up, but they actually had the idea of a gourd!
"Oh, I'm so sorry, my husband, I drank all the wine! Come on, you're not easy at your age, so I bought this gourd!"
Even if you don't go to the city to buy a big house, buy some land for your family, raise children, have grandchildren, and enjoy peace and happiness, wouldn't it be nice?
To be honest, I have too much of this stuff, so just treat it as a good deed and spend it for me! See you later! Bye!"
Wu Ming shook the gourd in embarrassment, slapped his forehead and stuffed the gourd into his bag, took out a few ingots of gold and gave them to the woodcutter, turned around and waved, pulling Wu Fu away.
The woodcutter is left alone, holding the gold disheveled in the wind!
Wu Fu had already sensed that something was wrong. He was almost being dragged forward, his head tilted as if he was looking erratically. He didn't know where to look!
"I... no, no, I won't sell this gourd, I won't sell it, it's been passed down from my ancestors, and I won't sell it even if it gives me gold and silver!"
You people... scholars, don't you always preach about respecting the old and loving the young? Why are you trying to steal my old man's family heirloom?"
After walking a few steps, the woodcutter rushed forward at a speed beyond imagination for his age, grabbed Wu Ming's luggage, took out the gourd, held it in his arms and kept yelling.
"Young Master, how about... forget it?"
Wu Fu stiffly turned his neck and persuaded with an almost crying tone.
"Hey, okay, just keep the gold and take it as an apology for being disrespectful!"
Wu Ming glanced at the gourd regretfully and bowed his hand.
"Huh, if you really want to apologize, just complete the poem you just wrote, otherwise the old man won't agree!"
The woodcutter was stared at with almost greedy eyes. He quickly hid the gourd behind his back and turned his eyes.