It was sunset when Liu Xiu returned to the mountains, and the affairs of Linbian Village had been forgotten by him, as he said, the waterwheel was just a gesture on his way to pick up the books.

Not to mention, this feeling of doing good deeds is really good, especially the heartfelt gratitude of the villagers makes people feel happy, for Liu Xiu himself, this feeling is even more fulfilling than trampling the wicked under his feet......

In the bamboo building, Liu Xiu looked at the books that occupied half of the room, and then looked out the window, yes, I will make a special bookshelf tomorrow......

The next morning, Liu Xiu finished his routine and began to be busy with the bookshelves, he had made bookshelves before, and he was very busy this time.

The old bamboo in the bamboo forest not far away is used, and the bookshelf is ready in one day after a violent operation.

The bookshelf is two meters five meters high, occupies the length of one wall, and is divided into six layers.

When sorting out and placing the books, Liu Xiu was troubled, and placed them on the shelves in turn according to the size and thickness of the books, and looked particularly happy after finishing things.

Looking at the neatly arranged bookshelves, Liu Xiu touched her chin and pondered, always feeling that something was missing.

After pondering for a moment, he patted his head, the humidity in the mountains is heavy, and he must pay attention to the moisture-proof problem of the books, otherwise it will not take long for the books to be damp and moldy, and they will rot if they are not good.

At present, the conditions are limited, and Liu Xiu can only use local materials to make desiccant to prevent moisture from the books.

After the firewood burned out, Liu Xiu used the cloth she bought last year to sew small bags of plant ash, and put small bags of small bags behind the bookshelf, so that although the moisture-proof effect was not very good, it was barely enough.

Of course, the best thing is to take the books out and dry them every once in a while, this is not in a hurry, and we will talk about it later.

After being busy with these, the book matter can be temporarily over, and in the future, you only need to slowly read and memorize the content of the book in your mind, and after the basic theoretical knowledge is solidified, Liu Xiu will try to put it into practice, but that is all for later.

Under the moonlight, Liu Xiu sat on the terrace of the bamboo building and drank tea, looking at the hazy lake and mountains.

The mountains are quiet, not disturbed by the outside world, time flies very quickly, unconsciously Liu Xiu has been back from travel for almost ten days, where is it like outside, a lot of things have to happen in a day.

"Tomorrow we will start building the water pavilion, but it can only be done during the day, and at night, the neighbors will come out to swallow the moon blossom to cultivate, and if you disturb it by the lake at that time, I am afraid that you will be beaten ......"

Looking at the direction of the lake, Liu Xiu pondered what was going to happen next.

At this time, the giant python in the lake appeared in the lake facing the moon, and the moon on its body was shrouded in hazy brilliance, and in such a state, it not only looked not hideous at all, but had a holy beauty.

When did it start cultivating to the moon? Maybe it started a long time ago, but I didn't pay attention when I first came here.

Think about it, at the beginning, I was busy surviving, busy building tools and bamboo buildings, and I was as tired as a dog every day, where did I have time to think about other things?

Sleep, and start building a water pavilion tomorrow......

After one last glance at the neighbor in the lake, Liu Xiu went back to the house to sleep.

It's just that what Liu Xiu didn't notice was that when he turned around, the corner of the python's eyes that was casually at the moon glanced in his direction, and once again showed a humane expression, with a little cunning in his heart, and it seemed that he was still a little expectant, you didn't notice anything......

A few days ago, when Liu Xiu was planning the drawings of the water pavilion, he had measured the water level of the lotus flower by the lake, which grew near the edge of the lake, and the scale was not small, but the deepest part was only less than four meters, and the bottom of the water was silt, which was very convenient for him to pile up and build the water pavilion.

In Liu Xiu's plan, the materials used for the walkway, including the water pavilion, are bamboo, but fortunately, the bamboo building not far away is not small, which can be described as a small bamboo sea, and he is not afraid of taking too many materials and causing the bamboo forest to be ruined.

In fact, he has cut down a lot of old bamboo in the past year, and there are many more bamboo shoots in the bamboo building this year than last year......

The water level in the area where the lotus flower is located is only four or five meters deep, Liu Xiu decided to use a ten-meter-long old bamboo pile, and with his strength, he can easily insert the bamboo into the bottom of the water several meters deep to ensure stability, so that the bamboo stakes can still be exposed to the water one or two meters high, so that he can build a walkway.

As for the Water Pavilion Bamboo Building, he decided to make two floors, and the pillars would have to be longer old bamboo.

In the planning of Liu Xiu's drawings, there are thousands of bamboos used for piling, and some of them have to be busy......

"Then again, after I've been busy getting the water pavilion ready, what if the neighbor sweeps me away with a convulsive tail one day? Tsk, let's talk about this sometime......"

Early in the morning, when Liu Xiu was carrying an ax and was about to cut down bamboo, he looked at the direction of the lake and was entangled, and then shook his head and walked towards the bamboo forest, first covering the water pavilion.

If the neighbor dares to sweep away his water pavilion with a tail, and he throws stones into the lake when he is purging and cultivating against the moon, don't think that I don't dare, although I guess I really don't dare, but the rabbit is in a hurry and bites......

The next thing is to cut bamboo, cut as much bamboo as possible, and do nothing but what is necessary.

As Liu Xiu wielded the axe, the old bamboos in the bamboo forest fell in response.

When Liu Xiu cut down the eighteenth bamboo, he waved the trajectory of the axe, and subconsciously followed the original view of the White Stone Pagoda in his mind

The swordsman who made up the midbrain swung his knife and slashed down.

With a slight click, the thigh-thick old bamboo broke off in response, and Liu Xiu was slightly stunned.

"It's not that I use more strength, or even less power, but that angle and trajectory are more labor-saving, and the resistance of the axe is less when it touches the old bamboo!"

To sum up a little, Liu Xiu probably understood something, his eyes lit up, and in this way, the time spent cutting bamboo was greatly shortened.

Recalling the feeling of wielding an axe like a knife before, Liu Xiu slashed down at the root of an old bamboo on the side with an axe, and almost no resistance was felt, and the old bamboo was split!

In this way, Liu Xiu took an axe and an old bamboo, and the bamboo forest kept thinking of the sound of the bamboo falling to the ground.

"Different angles need to constantly adjust their swing 'knife' trajectory, so that they can be more labor-saving......"

With the continuous cutting down of bamboo, Liu Xiu had a deeper understanding of the knife swinging picture that came out of the white stone tower's 'brain supplement', at first he could only cut one bamboo with an axe, and slowly, he could cut two or three with an axe......

In the back, Liu Xiu's figure flickered in the bamboo building like a phantom, and the bamboo would not fall down until a moment later!

If there are people who practice martial arts, they will be shocked when they see the picture of Liu Xiu chopping bamboo, Liu Xiu is no longer simply chopping bamboo, but practicing a set of extremely advanced knife techniques, although because he is wielding an axe in his hand looks a little incongruous.

After cutting down an unknown number of bamboos, Liu Xiu suddenly stopped his movements and looked at the axe in his hand tangledly.

With a slight click, the axe cracked to pieces!

"One is the material problem, frequent swinging, even if the resistance is minimized, this axe can't withstand it again and again, and the other is that the axe is really not suitable for wielding in that way of swinging the knife......"

Summing up slightly, Liu Xiu looked at the messy bamboo buildings around him and turned around and walked in the direction of the bamboo buildings.

It is still a lot short of the bamboo that is expected to be needed, and after getting used to the more labor-saving and faster bamboo cutting process, Liu Xiu doesn't want to cut bamboo one by one.

In this way, you have to build a handy guy, not to ask how good the material needs to be, but at least to use it.

"Don't say it, that kind of relaxed and freehand 'swinging knife' way is still very cool......" Liu Xiu said secretly in his heart when he returned to the bamboo building.

Back to the blacksmithing shed behind the bamboo building, Liu Xiu rummaged through it and only found forty or fifty catties of leftover iron, which was used last year.

If you want to make a knife, it should be enough, right?

Thinking so, it was not long before the fire in the shed began again, and the clanging sound of striking iron sounded again in the mountains.

Liu Xiu is not familiar with the profession of blacksmith, and he doesn't know what material matching can make things better and better, and the only way to make the knives he builds better is to keep folding and forging.

Fortunately, he has a lot of strength and time, as long as he keeps folding and forging......

Dozens of catties of iron were burned red and forged into more than ten iron plates, and then these iron plates were stacked together and burned red for forging, and continued to burn red and folded in the middle with brute force, and so on......

For three whole days, the dozens of catties of iron were folded tens of thousands of times under Liu Xiu's brute force knocking, and the quality was also reduced by one-third in the continuous beating.

At this time, Liu Xiu estimated that it was enough, and then slowly hammered the iron block superimposed with tens of thousands of layers into a long knife, the style of the knife was built according to the Tang knife in memory, with a straight back and a single edge, one meter two, five centimeters wide, and half a centimeter thick, and the subsequent addition of the handle was almost one meter three or four.

The last hammer fell, looking at the straight long knife in his hand, Liu Xiu was still very satisfied, and put the hot long knife in the cold ice water prepared on the side, and the water was taken from the snowy mountain.

With a magnetic sound, the water mist rises, and the last step is quenched.

Looking at the long knife in front of him that was not broken, Liu Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that with the folding of tens of thousands of layers, the toughness of the knife has reached a considerable point, and there is no phenomenon of being too brittle and cracking due to quenching.

Of course, the long knife that has just been quenched is not beautiful, and it needs to be sharpened next.

Fortunately, when I bought the iron-striking tools, the grinding stone was also purchased, and then Liu Xiu spent a day carefully polishing this straight-backed Tang knife.

After polishing, a section of sandalwood is used as the handle, and layers are wrapped tightly with strips of cloth, and finally a Tang knife is formed.

The knife is one meter long, the blade is one meter long, the layers of pattern-like texture on the knife surface look particularly beautiful, the blade under the sun flashes with a faint blue light, and the fingers flick lightly on the blade, the crisp sound is endless, wave a few times at will, the cold edge flashes, Liu Xiu nodded with satisfaction, and sure enough, he took advantage of it.

It took a few days to build this knife, and Liu Xiu had to continue his work next, this knife was just a tool for him.

When carrying this long knife that had been tempered for thousands of years to go to the bamboo forest, Liu Xiu glanced at the direction of the lake and pouted.

"Look at what, I built this knife to chop bamboo, not to chop your ......"

。 m.