Dawn, draw the sword, come out, return to the sheath.

After practicing the knife, Jue lifted the knife forward, maybe he smelled the fragrance of morning cooking, or he heard Tao Xun mocking, and came to Bashan Cottage.

Buckle the door, and the peach blossom farmer handed over a bowl of porridge.

As a farewell, Jue remembered that he still had to go to Ah Da Ah Er, and he didn't dare to delay.

The five skinny wolves rested for a night, smelled the smell of porridge and came to the Bashan grass house, and it was still Ah Wu who went to knock on the door.

"May I ask if you see Xiao Qi," Ah Wu hid his body at the door, only poking out one head, and he even asked, "It's so high, there is a short knife." ”

Ah San was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and he couldn't wait to go back to the bandits' den immediately and weave straw shoes with the new weaving method.

Ah Si pouted his ass and tried to find a fat worm from the ground, the piece of deer meat was eaten by five skinny wolves last night, and there were no bones left.

Ah Liu jumped up and down like a wolf and a monkey.

Ah Da looked at the dying peach tree, and had the idea of falling down with a punch.

The six wolves all wore coarse cloth coats or long-sleeved skirts and straw sandals of different styles, and none of them wore bottoms.

The peach blossom farmer wears coarse linen clothes and bottoms, and also wears straw sandals.

Ah San felt that he was being compared, and the peach blossom farmer's straw sandal weaving method was very complicated, and he was not inspired.

Before Ah Da Gang could smash his fist, his fist was grabbed by the peach blossom farmer, and he couldn't break free from the strength of the two cows that wrestled with red eyes because of estrus.

"Don't smash it." The peach blossom farmer admonished.

The big ghost nodded to God.

The peach blossom farmer grabbed Ah Liu, who was running fast, and warned: "Don't step on the vegetable garden." ”

Ah Liuru made a mistake and stood next to Ah Da and bowed his head and said nothing.

Ah Si didn't find the bugs, and greedily breathed the residual porridge smell on the peach blossom farmer's body, it smelled so good, it was so fragrant, he wanted to pounce on it and take a bite, but when he thought of Ah Da, he didn't dare to smash a punch and wilted.

Ah Wu tried hard to find the figure of the peach blossom farmer, and he always felt that he was everywhere, appearing in the grass hut for a while, under the peach tree, and in the vegetable garden......

"Do you want to drink porridge?" The peach blossom farmer asked.

Ah Si nodded like pounding garlic, he only got a small piece of deer meat last night, although he got a large piece of bone, but his stomach was still deflated.

"I want to know how to weave straw sandals." Ah San was a little disdainful of Ah Si's short-sightedness.

"Why are you stronger than me?" Ah Da was also angry at the peach blossom farmer who grabbed the fist he was about to swing.

Ah Liu's confidence was frustrated, he had always run fast, whether it was a fat roe deer or a crazy wild boar, he couldn't outrun him, but he had no face in front of the peach blossom farmer, so Ah Liu asked angrily: "Why are you faster than me?" ”

"I want to study with me everywhere," Ah Wu said enviously, "so Ah Si won't be able to find me." ”

Five thin wolves lined up in a row, vacating Ah Er's position in the middle and Xiao Qi's position at the end, just like they went down the mountain to rob the house. Of course, they didn't forget to look for Xiao Qi, but they couldn't resist the temptation.

"You want to learn boxing?" The peach blossom farmer asked Ah Da first.

Ah Da's eyes are hot, he has nothing else to ask for in his life, he likes fists.

"Go and break a hundred Qinggang trees with your bare hands, and then carry them back."

Ah Datou didn't go back to the depths of Bashan, maybe Xiao Qi would sleep under the Qinggang tree.

"What do you want to learn?" The peach blossom farmer asked Ah San.

Ah San said that he wanted a lot of new straw, maybe Xiao Qi wore out the straw sandals.

"You want porridge?" The peach blossom farmer asked Ah Si.

"I want to learn how to brew Bailu tea, but Xiao Qi doesn't like it very much." Ah Si also felt that begging for porridge was a little unambitious, he was a hard-working bandit.

"You want to learn the art of concealment?" The peach blossom farmer asked Ah Wu.

Ah Wu finally knew that hiding in the urn was a concealment technique, and he remembered the name and nodded seriously.

"Stand still, stand for a day, don't speak."

Ah Wu was confused, but he still stood up very obediently.

"So, what do you study?" The peach blossom farmer asked Ah Liu.

Ah Liu scratched his head, the lack of words made him unable to describe what he wanted to learn, and he was afraid of being as embarrassed as Ah Wu, so he had to search for the words in his stomach and said, "Learn leg skills." ”

"You go to Bayang to buy me a piece of osmanthus cake and beat half a catty of rice wine." The peach blossom farmer handed Ah Liu's citrus knife.

Ah Liu was bleeding when he thought of rice wine, but he still said with a bitter face: "There is no osmanthus cake now." ”

"Just go," said the peach blossom farmer after a moment's thought, "run along the river, and you won't encounter wild beasts." ”

At noon, Jue circled back again. Ah Wu's black face was tense, and his black eyes were like a snake swimming on Jue's body.

"Ah Wu, what are you doing?" Jue looked at Ah Wu like a dead wood curiously, and couldn't help but ask.

"Xiao Qi, I knew you would come, try my freshly brewed Bailu tea," Ah Si handed Jue a cup of Bailu tea, glanced at Ah Si again, and said, "Ah Wu is learning the art of hiding." ”

Ah Wu was anxious and wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but the peach blossom farmer said that he was not allowed to speak, so he could only blink vigorously in protest.

Ah Da came back with a Qinggang tree bigger than a bowl and smaller than an urn, and when he saw Jue drop the Qinggang tree and hugged it, he shouted happily: "Xiao Qi." ”

Ah San handed Jue a pair of straw sandals.

Jue first tried to break free from Ah Da's embrace, then changed into straw sandals woven by Ah San in a new way, and then drank Ah Si's new white dew tea under Ah Wu's gaze, and finally asked, "What about Ah Er and Ah Liu?" ”

"Ah Liu went to Bayang to drink," Ah San thought for a while and said, "I'll pick up Ah Er." ”

The peach blossom farmer was not there, Jue couldn't drink the porridge, so he had to drink three bowls of Bailu tea from the sea, and I have to say that Ah Si's craftsmanship in making tea has made great progress.

"Little Seven." Ah Si's eyes moistened, and he choked up and couldn't say any extra words, so he poured another bowl for him.

"Enough, enough." Jue postponed again and again, and the belly of the three bowls of white dew tea was already round.

Ah Si was a little emotional, thinking that Xiao Qi still didn't like his craft.

Ah Da snatched the white dew tea in Ah Si's hand, and urged Ah Si to make tea again.

Ah San walked very slowly, and he walked slowly along the tree that Ah Da had knocked down.

Ah Wu was hungry and thirsty, swallowing saliva and blinking with difficulty.

Ah Liu walked very fast, he walked through forests, valleys, streams, fields, and he could already see the outline of Bayang.

Ah Liu has never been to Bayang, but he knows where Bayang is, and the peach blossom farmer will go up along the Tongjiang River, he is not afraid of wolves and tigers, he walks very fast.

Ah Er was prostrate in the bandit's den, and he was so hungry that he didn't have the strength to open his eyes. Ah Er's old and decaying body is crowned with a head full of wisdom, and he has already understood the mysterious philosophical question of who I am - I am the old bandit Ah Er. He was now pondering the second, more obscure question—what I was supposed to be, a question a hundred times more obscure than who I was, and he didn't have a clue yet.

Jue practiced the knife in the grass house, drew the knife, came out, and returned to the sheath.

Ah Da squatted on the Qinggang tree to watch Jue practice his knife, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes narrowed into slits, like a fierce wolf who seemed to hunch his back and grind his claws and seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to move.

Ah Si diligently brewed tea, wanting to make a good tea that could be praised by Xiao Qi. The peach blossom farmer instructed him to boil a furnace of high-quality Bailu tea, to ask for the high-quality tea picked on the day of Bailu, to ask for the high-quality mountain spring water from Bashan, to use the high-quality Qinggang tree as firewood, and to guard it religiously.

Ah Wu stood like a pine, even though his stomach was deflated and his mouth was dry, he also stood like an old pine, but his eyes tried his best to catch Xiao Qi's knife light.

Someone came to sing, Jue listened to the sad song a little distracted, the heart is like a reckless plain, vast and desolate, there are peaches dying, peach leaves are blooming, peach blossoms are burning: the leaves are beautiful, its fruit is evil, and its heart is clear.

"Are you the owner of this hut?" Juezuo asked.

"You can call me Peach Blossom Farmer." The peach blossom farmer was not annoyed, and replied with a smile.

"Childe, please have tea." Ah Silicon boiled the white dew tea and handed it to the peach blossom farmer, he was a little apprehensive, he didn't know if the title of son was appropriate, but he searched his intestines and scraped his stomach and this title was worthy of the peach blossom farmer.

The peach blossom farmer drank the tea, didn't say good, didn't say bad, and even his face was as calm as autumn water.

Ah Si was a little lost, the six wolves in the bandit den couldn't taste the taste of tea, but they ran out of wine and quenched their thirst by drinking tea, Xiao Qi was different from the peach blossom farmer, so he cared about it extraordinarily.

Ah Da nodded to the peach blossom farmer and went to the mountains again, and he only hammered down thirty green gang trees in the morning.

Ah Wu no longer watched Xiao Qi practice the knife, he was almost unstable, and he didn't dare to be distracted. Ah Wu felt that he had grown roots and deeply rooted in Bashan, but he had not yet broken the ground.

"The knife is good." The peach blossom farmer praised Jue.

"It's practice." Jue corrected it seriously.

"Your trick is not enough, I will teach you to practice the sword, can you learn it?" The peach blossom farmer did not argue with him, but planned to teach him to practice swords.

Jue was a little moved, but he still shook his head and said, "I don't have a sword."

The peach blossom farmer folded the branch and handed the sword to Jue, and he started to dance the sword under the dry peach tree.

"This style is called treading the wind."

"This style is called stepping on the sun."

"This style is called stepping on the moon."

"It's called snow treading."

Jue carefully watched the peach blossom farmer dance sword, the heart is like a piece of reckless plain, vast and desolate, the spring peach blossom farmer stepped on the wind, the summer peach blossom farmer stepped on the sun, the autumn peach blossom farmer stepped on the moon, and the east peach blossom farmer stepped on the snow.

"Will?" After the sword dance, the peach blossom farmer asked.

Jue nodded, handed out a sword with a branch instead of a sword, and stopped abruptly.

"I'll dance again, you practice with me." The peach blossom farmer dances again with a sword, stepping on the spring breeze and all things are born, stepping on the summer and all things are long, stepping on the autumn moon and everything is dry, and stepping on the winter snow and everything is lonely.

Spring ploughing, summer busy, autumn harvest, winter storage.

The peach blossom farmer danced maybe once, maybe ten times, maybe a hundred times.

Jue also danced maybe once, maybe ten times, maybe a hundred times.

"Will?" The peach blossom farmer stood with his sword in his hand and asked softly.

Jue Tizhi handed out another sword on behalf of the sword, but it stopped abruptly.

"I'll dance again, you don't have to practice, watch with your heart."

Treading the wind is a type of all things in the thick soil, stepping on the sun is a type of all things in the sky, stepping on the moon is a type of all things dry in Chanjuan, and stepping on the snow is a type of everything hidden in the warehouse.

"Will?" The peach blossom farmer stood with his sword in his hand and asked softly.

Jue Tizhi also handed out a sword, but it still stopped abruptly.