Chapter 11: The Silence of the Jungle of Migu
After resting like this for a while, the sky slowly cleared, I shook off the rain on my body and put away my umbrella.
They didn't find anything useful on Kun Tiandou, so they gave up and prepared to go some distance further.
My strength had regained after such a slowdown, and we immediately walked down the muddy path to the depths of the valley.
After the rain stopped, the dark clouds overhead in the mountains quickly dispersed, and a new light shot out of the clouds and sprinkled on us.
By this light, the muddy path seemed to be easier to walk, and the mud from our boots was rubbed down, and we walked through the large boulders into the gravel.
The stones here are very small and very dense, Chen Haidong beside him glanced at it a few times, and suddenly said, "This place was bombarded by heavy shells, and these gravels may have been blocked by the valley mouth before, and then they were blown up to form the current appearance." ”
While talking, Liu Ran took out a small camera, took a few shots along the surrounding gravel, and then greeted me a few times to the east behind him, "Hurry up, everyone, we will arrive at the valley mouth soon!" ”
At this time, I was still curious about the Kun Tiandou in Dongfang's hand, as well as the large and small wooden pieces he brought, and asked him if he had time to help himself get some such interesting gadgets?
Dongfang smiled and said, "Yes, yes, but there have to be some conditions, after all, the family has also explained in front of them, saying not to treat these things lightly." ”
I pursed my lips, "What years are you now, if you don't take it out for display, and keep it as a table, chair and bench, Lu Ban will starve to death." ”
Dongfang snorted, and then said, "In fact, this craft is not useless now, it is also like other folk skills, which will not disappear in a short time, but there are fewer people who inherit it, and there are many uses." For example, my ambition in the future, I can use it to restore cultural relics and antiques or something, although this seems a bit overkill, but at least it is not wasted, isn't it! ”
I really don't know whether to be happy or pour cold water on him. But think about yourself, don't you have the same thoughts as him? The difference is that he seems to have been abandoned by the torrent of society for too long, and he doesn't even have the possibility of becoming a restorer.
Although it is said that no one is born useless, but in my more than 20 years of mediocrity, it seems that I have never found anything within my ability.
Every time I think of this, I feel that I have grown so many white lives. Even if you want to get closer to the East, you want to learn something.
Dongfang originally taught me some rules, family heirlooms, and those who didn't, but I also knew that he actually wanted to leave something for himself.
Mu Yi can't learn it in a day or two, he just said a few words verbally, and promised to teach me some when he has time in the future.
I was prepared to be patient with this, and this patience can be seen from the conversation I took the trouble to ask him to teach me just now.
His doctrine is very complex, and teaching a craft starts with the apprentice's ability to accept it, which is also known as oral transmission.
Patience is part of it, and it is also the most basic quality of learning wood, but in addition to this, it also requires skill, which can be roughly seen from the bones in the hands.
Dongfang took my hand, touched my fingers one by one, nodded, and let me clench it into a fist, and squeezed my tiger's mouth hard.
"The wood can be simply divided into three levels, with basic decoration, and exquisite depiction, until the final wood itself, take a full range of pruning and removal techniques and knife skills."
"Carving wood with a knife, first of all, the palm, the dexterity of the hand bones, and the holding posture, which can be mastered through long-term practice."
With that, he let go of my hand and spread out his own hand to show me, so that I could find something different from it.
I leaned over to look at it, and it didn't feel any different, and then I looked at my hands, and it seemed that there was really no difference except for the palm prints and the faint woody fragrance on his hands.
"I can't see it!" As I spoke, I looked at him and waited for his explanation.
"Aren't we any different?" Dongfang smiled, took out a carving knife from his bag, turned it around on his index and middle fingers, and suddenly threw it to me.
It was a knife of less than 10 centimeters, the blade was very thin, reflecting a little cold light in the sun, and I tried to hold it in my hand, and found that the handle was also metal, and if I used it for a long time, it should leave a lot of marks on my hand in different shades.
Thinking of this, I finally woke up to our differences, but just as I was about to speak, I immediately felt unreasonable, he wouldn't have any hand cream on his hands, specializing in wood, how could there be no protection.
You know, identifying the work a person is actually a very simple thing, from his subconscious movements, idioms, on the skin, in the eyes, and even on the dirt stained in the hair can be guessed three or four points.
Something that can't be hidden, or something that isn't done unintentionally, can betray a little privacy in one's life.
Therefore, anyone who has a little mind can easily see the lives of the people around them, and it is also difficult to hide these subtle movements.
"You've thought about it, but why have you denied it?" Dongfang smiled mysteriously, and when he saw that I still didn't answer, he lost his heart to play, and continued, "Actually, this is a natural reaction, I am used to these knives, and the things carved with them will always avoid leaving traces on themselves, how to say?" Maybe it's a gift! ”
As he spoke, he rubbed his outstretched thumb lightly on the knuckles of his other fingers, which looked nothing special, but was really different from us.
His hand is a knife, and like all the knives on his body, he only uses a mental technique to shape an object, or to change it.
Like a clay figure, the hand is the most basic tool for creating the object, just as a metal knife does not leave marks on the carved wood.
"Okay, let's stop here, there are many things you have to learn in the future, if you are destined, you will also have such a pair of hands."
"Don't fool me, I'll go with you when I go back, and have a good look."
"No problem!"
Speaking of this, Liu Ran's greeting suddenly came from the front, and we immediately responded, and hurriedly quickened our pace and rushed over.
Along the way, we talked and distracted, so that we didn't feel very tired, but we had to be careful of the rocks under our feet.
Hearing Liu Ran say that she had already seen Taniguchi, we also walked over quickly, in fact, the distance between us was not far, but it was a little longer because of my conversation with Dongfang, and when we followed, what appeared in front of us was a dense jungle.
It's a small green basin, and the rain here is abundant, so that the trees grow wildly, and the smallest one is three or four meters tall, and the waist is so thick.
After walking around a few stones in front of us, we realized that what Dong Shuchen said was true, this place was in a nearby low-lying area, and the rainwater flowed down from the surrounding high slopes and gathered here.
Following a patchwork of stones high above the water, we walked out of this hollow valley, and in front of us a white mist seeped out of the water in the verdant woods.
The fog was very thin and light, but there was no wind around, so if it blew away on its own, it had to wait for a strong wind to blow outside the valley mouth.
When we looked at Taniguchi, we noticed that the surrounding stone walls blocked the wind, so it was quiet, and at first glance, it was full of tall trees and green leaves, and we didn't know how much area it was.
After walking into the forest, we are like mud cows into the sea, if there is no Kun Tiandou in the hands of Dongfang, I am afraid I don't know where to start.
The terrain here is rugged, the road under your feet is high and low, and you have to wade through the water occasionally, so you can't go too fast.
The mist was submerged in the woods, we held on to the trees, keeping each other at a distance that we could see, and when we encountered a steep slope, Dongfang and Liu Ran in front would always greet each other and let everyone be careful.
The magnetic field reached this green basin, showing a relatively stable appearance, and the six hands rotated in turn, choosing a path hidden in the jungle from the four directions of heaven and earth.
We followed the direction pointed by Kun Tiandou all the way, but after walking for a while, the surrounding water mist gathered on the trees, and the water was quickly collected and collected.
Looking up, the sky was obscured by the leaves, making the surroundings a little gloomy, I waved my hand to dispel the mist in front of me, and asked again, "How is it, haven't you found the entrance to the tomb yet?" ”
"Wait a minute!" The voice came from the front, and it was Dongfang who said to everyone in a nervous tone.
We hurriedly gathered together, and we saw Dongfang's face solemn, and his gaze slowly moved away from Kun Tiandou, radiating towards the surrounding trees.
"Do you feel like there's something missing here?"
We looked at each other, not understanding the reason why he suddenly asked this, but after thinking about it slightly, we suddenly understood.
"Voice?!" I was the first to say it, and Dongfang nodded after hearing it.
"It's so quiet here, and the rain seems to turn into mist here, drowning them in!"
I understand what "they" mean by the mouth of the East, because it is an abnormal existence.
In the dense jungle, we saw only trees, rainwater, and stones on the ground, as well as rising mist and mud sticking to our feet.
All of this is most in line with nature, and when we are bent on finding clues, we certainly don't take into account another factor, and that is the living creatures that nature here is missing.
If it is an isolated paradise, then there are naturally many creatures who want to live here, even if we humans do not find it here, but the birds in the sky, the beasts in the mountains, and the insects that like damp and gloomy the most, why don't we find anything here.
This kind of quietness is the last thing you should have!
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