It is said that the spring rain is as thin as silk, but today the rain is heavy and dense, weaving a huge curtain of water between heaven and earth, and the knife cuts constantly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The raindrops the size of the beans smashed on the ground, and the thirsty land suddenly rose up in the form of white mist-like dust, and after a while, the dust was washed to the ground by the rain, and people's noses were filled with a smell of dry earth.

Lin Yishan and An He ran wildly in the heavy rain, like a lost dog with a stick. Rao is like this, when he returns home, he is still drenched like a chicken in soup.

The two quickly changed their clothes, placed a bamboo pole above the window and door, and hung the wet clothes on them.

When he came back, An He saw a thick willow stake in the yard, which could be used by the carpenter to make a rebound, and tomorrow he would go to Mangshan to cut four thick bamboos to make legs for two ball racks.

"Yishan, how many pecans and chestnuts did you pick in Mangshan last year?" ，

An He asked Lin Yishan, who was busy drying clothes.

Lin Yishan was obviously angry, and he didn't speak, his mouth went to a few bamboo frames in the corner.

An He walked over to take a look, in addition to two frames of pecans and chestnuts, there were also two frames of dried dates, dried apricots and persimmon cakes.

"Don't eat these if you can, I'm still useful." An He said.

Lin Yishan did not speak. Continue to cool his clothes.

The next day, the rain stopped, and a layer of fog hung between heaven and earth, which fog was very thin, very fine, very light, and silky flocculent between heaven and earth.

The trees in the distance seem to have become a freehand ink painting, hazy, ethereal, which tall cypress, green willow, completely lost the green color, a black lump, not clear, just a virtual outline.

The villages in the distance will be swallowed up by the fog at one time, and spit it out again.

The sun was dizzy and struggling to open like a stunned eye, but it was no longer able to see the earth as clearly as it had been.

After breakfast, An He beckoned Lin Yishan to push the wooden cart to Mangshan together, no need to ask, and brought the big yellow dog Abu, this guy is really a good hunter, through which wild boar he hit last time, An He knew how powerful Abu was.

Walking to the foot of Mangshan, there have been other farmers returning from chopping firewood from the mountain, and the firewood on the back is as big as a hill, but when I see my legs moving, I can't see my head, face and body.

Entering the mountain, the two found a bamboo as thick as a four-pole arm, cut it down, and in order to facilitate hauling, they cut off the part with leaves on the top, leaving only the lower part that was more than a zhang long.

Seeing that it was still early, Lin Yishan took a bow and arrows and went to the locust forest he was familiar with to see if he could catch some pheasants and come back. Leave Anhe and Abu here to guard the bamboo poles in case other woodcutters take them.

Where Anhe and Abu were sitting and waiting, Abu suddenly noticed something and rushed out like an arrow.

Lin Yishan was lucky, and it didn't take long for him to come back with three pheasants, and Abu also ran back with a huge hare in his mouth.

The two tied the two ends of the bamboo pole with hemp rope, and carried four thick bamboo poles down the mountain, Lin Yishan may not have eased up, and deliberately let An He walk in front, when going down the mountain, most of the weight of the bamboo pole was pressed on An He's shoulders, and when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, An He was tired and sweaty, panting like a cow.

The two pushed the wooden cart back to the street of Yongcheng County, and Lin Yishan wanted to send the three pheasants to the Yuelai Hotel in exchange for some copper coins. When he walked to the street, he met Huang Zhutou, so he gave him two.

On the streets of Yongcheng County, An He found many children holding a kind of mud in their hands, some in the shape of a dog, some in the shape of a pig, and some in the shape of a chicken.

"What is this?" An He pointed to the things in the child's hand and asked Lin Yishan.

Lin Yishan said: "This is a kind of gadget made by folk artists in Yongcheng County, called mud sound. ”

After all, Lin Yishan had studied in a private school in Mangshan Academy for several years, and when he talked about the origin of this thing, he also told a twisted and bizarre story.

It is said that in the last years of the Qin Dynasty more than 2,000 years ago, due to the brutal rule of Qin Shi Huang, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang rose up, and the world was in turmoil.

It is said that Qin Shi Huang saw that there was a son of heaven in the southeast and thought that the king's spirit was here in Mangdang Mountain, so he sent people to encircle and suppress it. Liu Bang's power was weak at that time, and he and Fan Xu and his gang hid in the dense forests and caves of Mangshan, and also went to hide in the reeds of Mangze Lake in the south of Mangshan.

That Mangze Lake south to Mangxian County, north to Baoan Mountain, a radius of sixty miles, the smoke wave is vast, the reeds are thick, the miscanthus grass is high and deep and dense, there are mountains and rivers to connect, it is easy to hide and hide, it is easy to hide and eat, and there is water to drink when you are thirsty. But these hundreds of people can't get together every day, because then the target is too big and easy to be discovered.

Liu Bang held a meeting and asked everyone to break up into pieces, work in groups of several people, and hide separately. But there is a big drawback, so scattered, once something happens, how to notify the contact?

Can't shout loudly, can't blow the trumpet loudly, all the actions that can arouse Qin Bing's suspicion can't work, thinking about it, Liu Bang suddenly came up with a plan, saying that it should be used as a trumpet for gathering.

Liu Bang and many heroes gathered in Mangdang Mountain to discuss the great cause of opposing Qin, and the mud sound as a communication tool contributed a lot.

Hearing this, An He thought, Liu Bang is worthy of being the founding emperor of a generation, and his ability to respond to emergencies is extraordinary.

"Is this muddy sound expensive to make?" Ann and asked.

"It's not high, because it's made of cement, both sides of the Tuohe River are full of this kind of cement, and it can be used to take it, and it doesn't cost half a penny, and a copper plate can sell more than ten of them, and most of these things are sold to children." Lin Yishan replied.

"How many copper plates do you have on you now?" Ann and asked.

Lin Yishan took out the copper plates and counted them, and there were still twenty copper plates.

"I want to buy all this money into mud." An He said.

Lin Yishan was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

At this time, Lin Yishan didn't do it anyway, and desperately covered his pockets, guarding against peace like a thief.

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