The lacquer disc fell into the river, stayed in place for a while, and drifted downstream.

The masters were gearing up and fully prepared, and occasionally some of the younger and more vigorous ones looked at each other and provoked two sentences without anger.

The sound of talking, the grinding of clothes, the friction of leaves, the sound of running water, countless sounds permeated the surroundings, and they were mixed.

The smell of the sun, the smell of the earth, the smell of plants and flowers, the smell of water, all kinds of smells are mixed together and fill the nose.

Sound, color, shape, taste, the numbers in front of Xu Wen's eyes disappeared, but at this time, his five senses were mobilized to the greatest extent, and more information poured in and gathered in his brain.

But it's amazing, it's more information, but it doesn't give him the same headache as the numbers and lines before, but instead forms a clearer and more vivid image in his brain, making the river in front of him more concrete and detailed.

He looked at the river in front of him, and suddenly his eyes moved away from the lacquer plate that was stumbling down the river, and looked at Mingshan.

Mingshan noticed it, was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask, when he saw Xu Wen's gaze move away from him again, and through him, he looked farther away.

That's where the Jinding River goes upstream, its water, and the mountains on either side of it.

Xianqing Valley is indeed special, I don't know why it is so warm here, and spring comes very early.

In fact, in the upper reaches of the river, the climate is not so warm, and most places are still winter, and there are ice cubes in the river, which collide with each other and gradually disappear not far from here, turning into pure river water.

So, even at this point, the river is still very cold, there are not many aquatic plants, and there are not many plankton and fish in the water - they have not yet woken up from the real winter to reproduce.

All kinds of clues converged into Xu Wen's eyes, allowing him to understand this river better.

Where it came from, what it is like now, what the banks on both sides are like, what kind of rocks and different topography are scattered at the bottom of the river, so many whirlpools here.

And, the lacquer plate that now floats on the water, it seems to be completely square, but in fact, it has been specially designed, with some strange arcs, specifically for the Jinding River, so that it can float in the river more stable and smooth.

This is very strong, and Xu asked himself if he couldn't do it.

However, thinking of the special status of the Liuyu Society and the people it once received, it is impossible to say which of the former heavenly artifacts of this small wooden plate is.

But no matter how ingenious the wooden plate is, it also relies on this river.

Xu Wen looked at the river intently, just as he had just looked at the dead tree.

For a moment, he even felt like this wooden plate, throwing himself into the river, floating on the water, and following it downstream.

Where will I drift, where will I stay, and from where will the outstretched hand change my direction?

The lacquer plate passed through one hand after another, approached Xu Wen, and reached him.

It is true that water is impermanent, and until now, most masters have not grasped the way of water flow, and even if they feel it, they may not know how to get rid of other people's interference and control the flow of the wooden disk.

At this time, Xu Wen stretched out his hand.

No matter how many people can't control the wooden plate, it definitely doesn't include Lian Tianqing.

At this time, even Tianqing was about to stretch out his hand, and when he saw Xu Wen's movements, his hand stopped and turned his head to look at him.

He saw Xu Wen's eyes and expression clearly, suddenly raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, stopped, and just looked at Xu Wen very intently.

Xu Wen was immersed in this special feeling, not paying attention to Lian Tianqing's movements, touching his fingers to the cold water surface and gently flicking it.

His movements were light, and he seemed to carry only a small stream of water, however, this current of water continued to collide with other currents around him, react with the stones, and finally spread to the side of the wooden plate, taking it with a small spin.

And it was this rotation that moved a body with the wooden disk, and landed it in the whirlpool closest to Xu Wen, and stopped.

For a while, countless eyes were cast towards Xu Wen, with different eyes.

Xu Wen only looked at the wooden plate, saw it stop as he thought, let out a long sigh of relief, and raised his head.

He curled his palms and held his fingers, reminiscing about what he had just felt.

At that moment, it was as if he had really become one with the river and the wooden plate, and the feeling was too clear and intense, more obvious than when he unraveled the board before.

It turns out that people can communicate with the world in this way?

Is it a special case in this world, or will it be the same in another world?

Both of these feelings happened a bit by accident, under what circumstances did they have to be completely triggered?

Is it okay to be focused enough?

It doesn't seem to be exactly ......

All kinds of thoughts flashed in Xu Wen's mind, he leaned down, picked up the wooden plate, and suddenly heard Lian Tianqing's voice next to him: "In such a short period of time, heaven and man have been united twice in a row...... Maybe there was something before, I thought wrong. ”

Xu Wen was stunned.

Before he unraveled the board, and now he is grabbing the plate, he has indeed entered a wonderful realm twice.

This feeling is indeed wonderful, but listening to the master's meaning, this is the realm that a craftsman should be, and the name is the unity of heaven and man?

What did Master mean when he said that he was wrong?

Xu Wen wanted to ask again, but Lian Tianqing gestured to the cup in his hand.

Xu Wen immediately realized that now was not the time, drank all the tea in the cup, and prepared to ask again.

"Wood, stone, mud and water are fine. He said to Mingshan.

Mingshan's expression was a little strange, he looked at him deeply and nodded.

After a while, the process was finished, a pillar of incense was lit, and a thin booklet came into Xu Wen's hand.

The yellow booklet has three crooked words on it - "Stack the board." ”

The handwriting is not good, it is very ugly.

This kind of character doesn't look like it's written, but it looks like it's drawn on something.

"It is recorded in the book of Liuyu Garden that this master named Xiang Genglang is in a special situation, he is illiterate, and he has never studied with a teacher, and he was born in a peasant family. His family was poor, and he initially learned to fold boards only because the walls of his home collapsed, and he couldn't afford to hire people, and he couldn't afford to buy bricks, so he had to fold the boards himself. Mingshan also saw the words that were worse than dog planing, and opened his mouth to explain.

As a result, he relied on folding the board with one hand, folded it into an inkman, and was invited to the Liuzhen Society. ”

Stacking boards is a common saying that small stones are made of sand and ash to form a wall.

Poor families can't afford bricks, let alone bluestone, and stacking boards is the only acceptable way for them to build a house by building walls.

If you build a wall with stones, you have to be skillful to keep it from collapsing.

But in any case, this is also a method used by poor families.

How can poor families be so exquisite, they can just fool things, and good craftsmanship is often "exquisite".

Stacked into an ink worker by folding boards, and was invited to the Liuzhen meeting?

It's really very unusual.

Xu Wen was full of interest, opened the book and read it carefully.