Chapter 464 The New Heavenly Emperor Forced to Perform Arts
Two months after Aunt Qing picked up Little Jingwei.
The cool autumn wind was accompanied by a fallen leaf, whirling away in front of the wooden house.
From left to right, three figures sat on the steps, looking at the quiet valley entrance. They each put their elbows on their knees, held their chins in their hands, and sighed together.
"Why doesn't anyone go up the mountain to look for such a beautiful girl?"
Aunt Qing's fox ears swayed slightly, and her strong body was hidden by her clothes, highlighting her feminine tenderness.
"Why can't such a beautiful girl remember anything?"
Following Aunt Qing's tone, the boy in a short shirt sighed slightly, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.
Next to the boy, the pretty and cute little girl with red lips and white teeth sighed slightly and pursed her lips slightly.
"Um."
She didn't know her name or where she came from. Only two figures appeared in her heart from time to time, and it seemed that there was a voice gently calling "Jinwei".
Therefore, she didn't have the chance to name Aunt Qing, so she said the name herself when they were talking words she didn't understand.
Jinwei.
What made Jin Wei even more strange was that she clearly couldn't understand the words of the elder brother and the aunt in front of her, but after she ate something and fell into a deep sleep, she could not only understand their speech, but also be able to communicate with them.
Had a simple exchange.
——Of course Wu Wang secretly gave her the pill, which helped her stabilize her body and soul, cover up her peculiarities, and asked Heaven to 'download the voice pack' for her.
Xiao Zhong was right. He came to endure hardships to sharpen his will. There was no need for Xiao Jingwei to endure hardships.
Wu Wang asked: "Auntie, what should we have for dinner?"
"What do you want to eat?" Aunt Qing said with a smile. "We only have some simple roasted animal legs at home. Zhu Zhu Dan will be left for little Jinwei to replenish her health."
Wu Wu volunteered: "How many nests of eggs should I dig out?"
Aunt Qing laughed and scolded: "Bird eggs can hatch birds, why are you taking out bird eggs? Zhu Zhu eggs are empty and cannot hatch."
Zhuzhu, an onomatopoeia for calling a chicken, was extended to the name of "chicken" by the outer world.
"I'm going to cook, and I have to go into the mountains tomorrow."
Aunt Qing stood up and walked into the house, taking light steps, humming a folk song, and handled the animal meat skillfully.
Wu Wan turned his head and glanced at the little girl next to him.
She had already put on the coarse cloth clothes made by Aunt Qing and tied up two pigtails, giving her a sense of simplicity.
At this moment, Jin Wei also looked up at Wu Wan, sniffed, and the slug fell down again.
Wu Wan stretched out his hand and wiped it carefully for her. Jin Wei didn't resist at all and even smiled sheepishly at Wu Wan.
Somehow, when Jin Wei faced Uncle Shan and other men in the village, she instinctively avoided them. If she was touched, she would immediately jump away and hide behind Aunt Qing.
But from the first moment she saw this big brother in front of her, she felt full of closeness in her heart.
It was as if she and this brother had met somewhere before.
A small hand gently pulled the young man's sleeve, and there was a little doubt in the young man's eyes.
Jin Wei gently slid two fingers and made a simple gesture.
Wu smiled and said, "You still can't remember what happened in the past?"
"Um."
Jin Wei's eyes were a little dim, her little head drooped on her arms, and she sat there and sighed in defeat.
"It's okay, just think about it slowly," Wu Wan's voice was slightly dreamy, "It will be very interesting when you remember who you are."
"Huh?" Jin Wei tilted her head slightly.
For some reason, Wu Huan thought of his unrelated goddaughter Xiao Ming, who had now grown into a young girl and was domineering in heaven every day, living quite a happy life.
"Let's go help auntie cook!"
"good!"
Jin Wei suddenly became interested, because at this time, she could sit openly in front of the earth cave and play with fire.
With the addition of a "sister" to the family, Wu Wan also temporarily gave up his plan to go hunting.
It can be seen that Aunt Qing is always a little uneasy.
She also deliberately went to a nearby town to find out which martial arts master in the town had lost a child, but Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan circled around for hundreds of miles and couldn't find any useful information.
They were all old hunters, and when they asked about this, they just said, 'I heard someone lost a child,' instead of directly asking, 'Has anyone among you lost a child?'
This way you can avoid being impersonated by people with bad intentions.
The old people in the village often say that the most ferocious beasts in the world are not the beasts in the mountains and forests, but those of the same kind that eat people without spitting out their bones.
After more than a month of this, Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan gave up the idea of going out to look for Jin Wei's family and continued to return to their previous hunting frequency.
Uncle Shan saved up a betrothal gift and wanted to save enough money to open a shop in the town to collect and sell leather. On weekdays, he let Aunt Qing look after the shop and raise two children, so as not to go to the mountains to live and eat.
Of course, Uncle Shan only told Wu Wang about this grand plan.
Aunt Qing had no idea about this, and was still hunting hard, going to the town to sell skins and meat, and save the harvested shell coins.
She inquired about the price of the old martial arts master in the town's "blood", and went back and forth for this amount.
At this embarrassing age for Wu Wan, Wu Wan cared for Jin Wei wholeheartedly.
Jin Wei is becoming more lively day by day. Although this little girl is always in a daze and does not like to move, under Wu Wan's care, she has become almost like an ordinary human child.
The two of them would wander around the village together for half a day.
Wu Wang 'invented' some small games for children such as throwing handkerchiefs, throwing sandbags, and jumping squares, and had a great time playing with seven or eight children in the village every day.
The two of them would also go out of the valley and tie up a swing in the forest, one pushing the other to swing.
It was not difficult for Wu to push Jin Wei in vain. Sometimes he pushed Jin Wei higher deliberately, which frightened Jin Wei to the point of crying.
When Jin Wei pushed Wu Wan, the amplitude of the swing was always unsatisfactory, and every time Jin Wei would feel tired and sweaty on her forehead.
They would also go to the shallow pool in the back mountain to carry water together. The spring water there was sweet and clear, much cleaner than the water in the stream. The stone path up the mountain was also quite solid, so the adults did not have to worry about their safety.
Catching fish in streams, catching crickets in grass nests, digging nests in trees, peeing and...
The Emperor of Heaven would not do this last option.
Within a few months, Jin Wei went completely crazy, and the obsession in her heart was overshadowed by the daily joy.
She jumped out of her crib after getting up every day, ran to Wu Wan's bed in a loose nightgown, gently pushed Wu Wan's calf, and shouted excitedly when Wu Wan opened his eyes:
"Brother, play!"
Wu Wan would wake up immediately and go out to have fun with Jin Wei for half a day.
Autumn is getting thicker and the cold wind is blowing.
The hunters in the village began to work overtime to prepare for the winter.
The outer order created by Zhulong is a replica of the Fourth Age of Gods. The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter are orderly, and the rotation of the sun and the moon also coincides with the principle of the great road.
After all, this was once considered a mature order.
Wu Wan carried a few pieces of wood home in the forest. Under Jin Wei's watchful eyes, he started his own plan to make money - making crafts!
He found a blunt hatchet, polished it carefully for a long time, and then began to use force on a piece of wood.
Jin Wei squatted aside and watched curiously. After watching for a while, she felt bored, so she went to the corner of the fence garden to tend to the flowers and plants.
Not long after, Wu Wang turned around and shouted: "Wei, here!"
Jin Wei ran over to watch with curiosity, only to see Wu Wan holding up a wooden sculpture with outlines and facial features, which happened to be what she looked like with two pigtails.
"Wow!"
"How about it?"
Wu Wan raised his eyebrows: "Brother is going to make a fortune from this!"
Jin Wei blinked.
"Then go buy a lot of fun things!"
Jin Wei's eyes lit up.
At that moment, Wu Wan got busy with his work, full of energy and quick movements, and even shortened the time it took to fall asleep at night by less than half.
Control the way of heaven and explore the avenue, where is the fun in wood carving!
A few days later, Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing returned together. They each had a good harvest. Although they looked tired, their voices were confident when they talked. They had prepared food reserves for the winter.
Wu Wan shouted: "Uncle Shan! Come and see!"
When the two 'parents' got closer, Wu Wan and Jin Wei stepped back to the left and right, leaving a wooden table with seven or eight lifelike wood carvings on it, including people and animals, as if they were coming to life.
"Can you sell it for money?"
Wu Wan shouted excitedly: "I can carve four or five in a day!"
Uncle Shan muttered: "It looks good, but the problem is that this thing can only be used as a decoration, and it cannot be eaten or worn."
"Uncle Shan, are you going to town tomorrow?"
"Go, let's exchange for food."
Wu said with a smile: "Then help me set up a stall in the town. These carvings of people will sell for five shells, and these carvings of animals will sell for eight shells. If they are sold, we will split it in half. If we can't sell it, we will split it in half."
Go out and I’ll treat you to tea when you come back!”
"ah?"
Uncle Shan's little eyes were full of confusion, "Two of these pieces of wood are worth one piece of fine leather? Don't make trouble!"
"Uncle, please give it a try."
Aunt Qing smiled and said: "You kid, if you have nothing to do, you might as well punch more."
Xiao Jinwei whispered: "Uncle~"
"Okay," Uncle Shan nodded and agreed, "I will take these wooden sculptures like you to the town tomorrow. It won't be a big deal to carry them over and back."
Wu Wan:......
Ah, this ‘non-house’ who values girls over boys!
These wood carvings may seem simple, but they actually hide the charm of the great road, which is a reflection of his knowledge and artistic level!
as expected.
Uncle Shan got up early in the morning and went to town. Wu Wan was not idle either. After getting up, he started looking for wood and started carving the next batch of wood carvings.
At noon, Uncle Shan ran back to the village carrying two bags of rice, sweating profusely. He laughed out loud when he met acquaintances along the way, looking full of excitement.
When they arrived at Wu Wang's house, the uncle threw the rice bag aside, rushed over, picked Wu Wang up, and spun him around three times.
"It's great! Hahaha! You are so capable!"
"Uncle Shan, let me down! Strangle me to death!"
"Hahaha, okay!"
Uncle Shan rubbed his big hands, his eyes were full of light, he took out a heavy small cloth bag from his arms, and said quickly in a low voice:
"Guess how many there are? More than one hundred and twenty shell coins! All the things you carved were sold! Later I saw that there were many people around, so I asked them to bid directly!
You tell me, the kids from the martial arts families in the town really don’t blink at Huabei. With a wave of their hands, the servants will take the coins!
Your stuff is more expensive than those intact leathers!"
Wu Wang smiled calmly.
With a radius of thousands of miles, most of the villages in this mountainous area make a living by hunting, and the animals and birds in the mountain forest reproduce at an abnormal rate. It seems that some innate gods have made adjustments, and it is more than enough to feed these human villages.
The supply has exceeded demand for a long time, and there is less communication between the gods, so the price of leather will naturally fall.
simply put……
These days, art can make money quickly!
"Here! I'll give it all to you! Tomorrow I'll go to the town to find a martial artist to buy animal blood and open the bloodline!"
"Not urgent!"
Wu Wan glanced at Jin Wei beside him and said with a smile:
"I asked someone to inquire. You can open blood vessels before you are twenty years old. Before that, your body should be as strong as possible. The stronger the foundation, the greater the chance of successful opening of blood vessels.
I'll wait another year to take care of myself.
Uncle, take half of it."
"No, can I take advantage of you?" Uncle Shan glared.
"You save enough money to open a shop in the town, so that I can go to the town," Wu Wan motioned to Uncle Shan to lower his head and muttered a few words in the big man's ear.
Such and such, such and such.
Uncle Shan quickly rubbed his big hands, laughed, and asked in a low voice: "Really?"
"This is called planning."
"Okay, okay!" Uncle Shan took out half of the shell coins and held it in his hand, "After we finish this winter, let's move together!"
…
"What? Can carved wood be sold for so many shells?"
When Aunt Qing returned home at night and saw the shell coins in Wu Wan's hand, she couldn't recover for a moment.
Wu Wan's clean little face raised slightly, with a bit of complacency in his eyes, and he said with a smile:
"I can carve a lot of things. This is just a small test of my skills. When I later make some carvings that are more interesting for adults, one carving may be enough to feed our family for a year."
"this……"
Aunt Qing raised her hand to cover Wu Wan's forehead and muttered: "Could it be that your child is suffering from hysteria?"
"Auntie, don't believe it!"
Wu Wan snapped his fingers, and Jin Wei ran over holding a fist-sized wooden sculpture and handed it to Aunt Qing like a treasure.
The wood carving has a round base, which is smooth to the touch and has been carefully polished.
On the base is a spiritual bird with spread wings. A bird's talon rests on the base, which is the support of the entire sculpture. If you look closely at the spiritual bird, you can only feel that the feathers are round and full. There is even a feather on the bird's neck. Thin thorn-like down feathers.
In a daze, it seemed as if the bird was about to spread its wings and fly, and the spiritual energy within it was about to overflow.
Aunt Qing couldn't put it down after taking two glances, and praised: "This thing is really good."
"Aunt! Me!"
Little Jinwei shouted out loud, fearing that Aunt Qing would steal her love.
"Okay, okay, it's yours," Aunt Qing carefully returned the wooden sculpture, "Xiao Chong, even if this thing can be sold, you have to focus on your practice.
No matter how brilliant you are at carving this thing, you are only carving it for others.
Only when you truly embark on the path of spiritual practice can you be valued and treated seriously by others.
That’s the right way.”
"Don't worry, Auntie," Wu said with a smile, "I just use this to save money so that we can live a good life. By the way, Auntie, do you know what Uncle Shan is busy with?"
"What are you busy with?"
"He's raising shellfish, and he's going to open a store in the town," Wu Wang muttered, "What else can I say so that you can raise them at home safely, white and fat, without having to go to the mountains to be exposed to the sun and rain? It’s raining.”
Aunt Qing's already rough face was full of smiles, and her face was a little red under the light of the stove fire.
"Listen to him, it's none of my business."
Wu Wang blinked.
Oh, Uncle Shan is having fun!
The next day, the sky began to be filled with dark clouds, and it seemed that a heavy snow was brewing. Both of their families had prepared clothing and food for the winter.
Wu Wang called Uncle Laishan for help, made a charcoal heater at home, and built a solid wooden platform next to the heater.
A not-too-hard winter passed quietly by the fireplace in the wooden house.
Wu Wan spent half of his time accompanying Xiao Jinwei and exercising himself, and the other half of his time was spent carving objects.
Uncle Shan would go to the town when the weather was nice. When he went there later, he would be surrounded by people and the wood carvings would be sold out quickly.
As more and more shell coins were accumulated, the smiles on the faces of Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan never stopped from that day on.
Wu Wan finally dared to make some small requests, asking for some medicinal herbs for bathing, or asking Uncle Shan to exchange for some ferocious beast meat that can increase Qi and blood, and worked hard to strengthen his body and increase his strength.
Spring begins and the ice and snow melt.
A group of four people rode the ox cart bought by Uncle Shan and headed toward the distant town in the gentle spring breeze.
There, Uncle Shan had bought a small courtyard, and Aunt Qing had sent wine and bacon to the old martial artist in the town, and got the old martial artist's permission to give Wu Wan a chance to bleed.
"elder brother."
In the bullock cart, little Jinwei, wrapped in animal skins, only had her head exposed. She looked up at the valley where there was still white snow and asked in a low voice:
"Will you come back?"
"Yes," Wu Wan said warmly, "If you want, you can come back and stay for a while."
Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan looked at each other and immediately looked away. Each of them smiled a little, and the latter blushed inexplicably.
Good things are coming soon, and they will come naturally.