Zhao Wenqi came in the afternoon this time, wanting to see how the little junior brother was chopping firewood, but found that he was still staying in the house, so he asked, "You didn't go up the mountain to chop wood?"

"There was no time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Wang Shishi replied without lifting it.

"Why don't you have time?"

"I need to be literate. ”

"The master asks you to read in the morning, chop wood in the afternoon, and memorize in the evening. Zhao Wenqi said very clearly.

"I want to be literate. ”

"You have to listen to what the master says!"

Wang Shi raised his head to look at Zhao Wenqi, because it was the first time he heard Zhao Wenqi speak so seriously.

"Do you believe me?" Zhao Wenqi asked suddenly.

"Believe. Wang Shi knew very well that Zhao Wenqi had been doing his best to help him, and he had no reason not to believe him. Zhao Wenqi is already Wang Shi's eldest brother and has become his best friend. If your best friend can't be trusted, there really aren't many people in the world who can be trusted.

"I believe in the Master. Zhao Wenqi said firmly, just as firmly as a monk when he spoke of the Buddha.

Wang Shi still looked at Zhao Wenqi, and now his impression of the master has not changed in any way. If he could, he would definitely slash Su Changbai.

"Since Shizun has accepted you as a disciple, then Shizun will not harm you, everything arranged by Shizun is for your good, Shizun will never harm you, you just need to do what Shizun tells you to do. ”

"I won't do what I don't understand. ”

"There are some things we don't need to understand, we just need to do what others say. ”

Wang Shi shook his head and disagreed.

"Do you know how to practice?"

"I don't understand. ”

"If you don't understand why don't you listen to others? Do you want to explore for yourself? Who do you think you are? What do you do with the wisdom of your predecessors? The experience that others have explored over several generations is to make future generations avoid detours, but you self-righteously refuse? You are too arrogant! Why don't you believe in your master? Just because of your arrogant self-esteem? If you can't even obey your master, then you don't have to cultivate immortals! An arrogant and conceited person like you, Qingyun Mountain, can't teach you!" Zhao Wenqi's speed of speech was not fast, he said very seriously, as if he did not have any feelings, but just stated a fact.

Wang Shi's face was flushed, but he still held his neck and looked like he would never bow his head.

After Zhao Wenqi left, Wang Shi began to reflect on himself.

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Wang Shi has always gone to bed early and woke up very early. In the wilderness, he knew that he had to keep his spirits good so that he could be able to cope with everything, and if he was sluggish, he would not be able to do anything.

A bucket of well water washed away all distractions, and after eating the food that was delivered in case of emergency, Wang Shi sat quietly at the table and began to read. He has an advantage, he is very serious in everything he does, even when he swings a knife and slashes people, he carefully grasps every trace of strength, and every knife ensures that he meets his own requirements.

When people get serious, they lose track of time. Before he knew it, he heard a knock on the door, and Wang Shi realized that it was already noon.

Once people get serious, it is difficult to let go, Wang Shi is very reluctant to give up literacy to eat, and he is not willing to go to the mountains to chop wood after eating, now he just wants to be literate. Only literate can read that nameless book and begin to cultivate immortals.

Wang Shi sat quietly for a while after eating, picked up the firewood knife that had been sent in case of emergency, and walked towards the mountain. Of course, he still carries the firewood knife that has accompanied him through countless difficulties.

As the name suggests, the deer firewood in Antler Mountain looks like a deer antler, but there are not many of these firewood that are more attractive than the antlers. Zhao Wenqi told Wang Shi that the firewood chopped must be deer firewood that has been cut from the root completely, and as long as a branch is broken, it is not considered a whole deer firewood. And there is also a task for chopping wood, that is, ten whole deer firewood must be cut a day.

Wang Shi thought that it was easy to chop firewood at first, but when he really saw the deer firewood, he made a difficulty. The branches of the deer firewood are too awkward, and there is no good angle to cut the deer firewood. If you want to dig the ground to expose the roots of the deer firewood, and then cut it flat on the ground, it is even more impossible, the deer firewood grows in the cracks of the stones, and if you want to put the knife into the branches, you can't cut it again, so you can only saw, but Wang Shi only has a knife in his hand.

After observing dozens of deer firewood in a row, Wang Shi couldn't help but get angry, and slashed the deer firewood next to him with a knife. Originally, he was just casually slashing to vent his anger, who would have thought that he would almost be shocked by the shock transmitted by Lu Chai. Wang Shi took several steps back to stabilize his body, and after being taken aback, he stepped forward to look at the place he had just chopped, but only a very shallow mark was left on the place he had cut. He raised his knife and slashed it a few more times, and found that the results were all the same, and then he realized that the deer wood was as hard as iron.

Wang Shi sat down, observing the deer firewood next to him and thinking about how to chop wood. In such a situation, it is just a waste of effort and it is not productive, and it is the way to get the hang of it once and for all. He thought about it until dusk without any clue, and when he was about to descend the mountain, he was too angry, so he slashed at the surrounding deer and firewood to vent.

Nothing was done in the afternoon.

After dinner, Wang Shi began to light the lamp and memorize the nameless book. Although he didn't know the words enough to read the whole book, his eldest brother had taught him to read it several times, and he had memorized most of them, and he could barely read them by referring to the words in the book. Even if he couldn't read the meaning at all, he tried hard to memorize every word, after all, this was the only way to cultivate immortals.

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The next day, Wang Shi still got up very early, washed it with well water, and began to read after breakfast.

His ears do not listen to what is going on outside the window, and he only reads the books of the sages. This is the portrayal of Wang Shi now.

But what was the sound just now?

Wang Shi did hear the sound outside the window, he felt that this sound was very familiar and good, and involuntarily put down the book and walked out.

A pair of swallows.

Even if Donglai Mountain is like spring all year round, there are hot and cold points, after all, Donglai Mountain is a hundred thousand mountains. Every year when spring comes, the swallows fly from the south of Donglai Mountain to the north of Donglai Mountain.

How long has it been since Wang Shi has seen a swallow?

I only remember seeing it when I was very young, when every family in the village had a swallow's nest, and I once caught insects and used a ladder to climb to the swallow's nest to feed the swallows, and tied a red rope to the swallow's legs, looking forward to the swallows coming back. But Wang Shi couldn't remember these things clearly, and he could only clearly remember drought, famine, bandits, death, wild beasts, blood and knives, and the hardships of surviving destroyed everything.

Wang Shi looked at the swallow and couldn't help but think of the peaceful village and his parents who loved him. But he didn't cry, not even a tear in his eyes.

Wang Shi's father beat him, not because of anything else, but because he was injured in a fight with other children, and he cried aggrievedly when he came home. His father didn't allow him to shed tears, as long as he had first-class tears, his father would beat him, and he could only hold back his tears. Therefore, no matter what he encountered or what kind of pain he endured, he would hold back his tears and never shed tears.

Xinyan built a nest under the eaves of Wang Shi's thatched hut and made a home. Swallows like to live with people, and there will be no swallow's nest in an empty house without people.

When Wang Shi saw the nest built by the swallow, he couldn't help but be happy. After all, it's good to have a companion, not too lonely, he is still a ten-year-old child after all.

The people trapped in the coal mine were not starved to death, but were basically scared to death by fear, and one miner once survived because he was accompanied by a mosquito.

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Although the new swallow gave Wang Shi some joy, the deer firewood on the mountain still stumped him. Wang Shi didn't let him send a message to his eldest brother to come over and help him. He felt that this was his own business, and since it was his own business, no matter how big the difficulty was, he had to overcome it by himself.

Wang Shi had been observing the deer firewood for three consecutive afternoons, but still did not cut a single deer firewood. What is even more desperate is that the scars of the previous cut have healed after a day, which requires that a deer firewood must be cut in one day, otherwise it will be cut in vain all afternoon. Thinking about the task of cutting ten deer firewood in a day, Wang Shi began to feel impossible.

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Day 4.

It rains lightly in the early morning, and the swallows fly low.

Although the Antler Mountain is full of dark deer firewood, the surrounding area of the Antler Mountain is all verdant hills, and when it is moistened by the spring rain, the emerald green comes to life.

Wang Shili quietly looked at a pair of swallows flying low in the rain and the scenery in the distance under the thatched hut, and his heart was very quiet. If it was true, as the master said, if you want to practice, you must first learn to chop wood, then Wang Shi should be very distressed now, he has not even cut down a branch so far. Although he has a big temper, he is willing to rebel against everything. But he has patience and perseverance that ordinary people can't match, and once he decides, he will persevere in doing it.

The swallow flies lightly and never has the effortless flapping of its wings like other birds. The swallow flies very freely, quickly and slowly, which makes people unpredictable, like painting a landscape painting, and also like playing a tune.

Suddenly, Wang Shi seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but light up and laughed happily.

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The rain stopped in the afternoon, the steps of the mountain road were uneven, and the low-lying places accumulated a small pool of water, which was clear and pleasant, and the branches and leaves were hung with raindrops, which dripped down at the touch of the trees, and fell crisply on the stones.

The empty mountain and new rain are the most suitable for one person to meditate.

The footsteps crushed the water, and there was a clattering sound on the mountain.

Wang Shi walked very slowly, because he was very happy, and now he was in the mood to appreciate everything around him.

The firewood knife was raised very high and fell quickly, but the firewood knife did not fall in a straight line, but changed direction many times in the middle, like a swallow passing through layers of branches, and the firewood knife finally landed on the rhizome of the deer firewood.

The wood knife cut into the deer firewood one-tenth of the width.

Wang Shi smiled, what he thought was really not wrong.

Although these deer firewood grow very complicated, but he found that all the rhizome parts of the deer firewood are very special, and the color is different from other parts, he wanted to cut it at the beginning, but the firewood knife could not reach into the layers of branches at all, as if these branches are to protect the weak part, if you want to cut the weak part of the rhizome, you have to cut the hard branches first.

After seeing the swallow passing through the layers of branches, he suddenly thought of a method, which was to change the direction of the knife continuously and quickly, and finally cut through the layers of branches and cut at the weakest point, just like walking through a maze to find the last treasure. As soon as this method appeared in his mind, Wang Shi immediately thought of the deer firewood he encountered first, carefully recalled the appearance of the deer firewood, and immediately found a route to reach the weak part.

The speed of the knife is fast to have lethality, but it is difficult to change the direction when the speed is fast, and it is necessary to change the direction both quickly and quickly, which requires the hand holding the knife to be steady. Wang Shi's hand is very stable, so this method is suitable for Wang Shi, and ordinary people really can't use this method.

Wang Shi finally cut down a deer firewood and carefully placed it on the side of the bed. This was the first deer wood to be cut down, but it took me four days, and it was necessary to put it in bed and sleep with me.

Wang Shi is only a ten-year-old child in the end, and he has the unique happiness of a child.

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The next day, Wang Shi was looking at the second deer firewood.

It is also Wang Shi's luck that the first deer firewood can be cut down, it is a deer firewood that has just grown out for a short time, and the branches are not complicated, so it was easily cut off. Wang Shi walked directly in the depths of the deer firewood a few days ago, where the deer firewood had grown for a long time, and the branches were already extremely complicated, so that he did not think of the method of changing the route of the knife to chop. Even if Wang Shi thought about it, it was useless, those deer firewood needed to change direction many times, even if the firewood knife finally reached the weakest point. The strength of the firewood knife is also old, and the speed has long been lost, so naturally it is useless.

The second deer firewood is obviously much more complicated than the first deer firewood, Wang Shi looked at it for a long time to find a suitable route, but a knife cut down, but there was no effect, the direction of the firewood knife turned not enough in time to cut on the branch blocking the road.

So Wang Shi cut again, cut again, cut again......

When chopping the second piece of firewood, Wang Shi's posture was very weird, because only with such a weird posture could he find a good angle and give full play to his strength.

Wang Shi didn't cut the second deer wood for an afternoon, during which he either cut it on a hard branch, or when it was cut in a weak place, he didn't have any speed, which made him annoyed, and he didn't memorize much of the endorsement at night.

When he went up the mountain again to cut the deer firewood, the second deer firewood had been restored to its original state, Wang Shi gritted his teeth for a while, and then kept chopping, and kept chopping......

When Wang Shi went down the mountain, he almost had no strength, his two arms seemed to be dislocated, and he didn't even have the strength to lift the firewood knife, and he lowered his head and ate with his mouth when eating.

Wang Shi has two advantages, one is seriousness, and the other is persistence, or tenacity. Just imagine, even if an adult travels thousands of miles through a place full of hardships, how many people in the world can persevere?

Wang Shi made up his mind that he must do it, he must cut down the second deer firewood.