Some people in the crowd have already started to laugh, and some people sigh for his actions, and everyone seems to start thinking that one less will lose at this last level, but no one expected him to choose to "give up".

At this time, only Geng Ding in the crowd looked solemn, quietly waiting for the next step.

"Look, look, what am I talking about! Waste wood is waste wood, can you dare to put ducks on the shelves?"

"Hey, I thought he could only toss a few times, who would have thought that he didn't even have the courage to try. ”

"Yo, that's a pity!"

The person who spoke deliberately raised his voice very high, for fear that Geng Ding would not be able to hear it.

......

"Silly boy, what are you doing, admitting defeat? We still have a chance. Goo was puzzled by Shaoyi's actions.

"You sit down too, don't ask so much. He said to Goo without raising his head in an extremely confident tone.

Goo had no choice but to treat the dead horse as a live horse and sit on the ground as a young one. When he stumbled up, he spotted a saucer-sized vortex in the center of the incense ash that was flowing rapidly with the wind, and Goo immediately understood that this was the eye of the wind.

And Shaoyi sat under the eye of the wind at this time.

The eye of the storm looked like a drop of rain falling into a crockpot and smashing a small whirlpool, and the incense ash was like a circle of ripples set off by that drop of rain.

A drop of rain is nothing compared to a whole pot of rain, but this drop breaks the original calm of the crockpot. The eye of the storm is like the source of water, and it is here that the tide is turned.

Goo pointed to the eye of the wind on the top of Shaoyi's head and shouted excitedly: "Look at it quickly, it's the eye of the wind, just above your head." ”

A crescent moon was added to the corner of his mouth, and he slowly raised the silver fir in his hand very calmly and poked it towards the eye of the wind. The wind stopped, the incense stopped, and the flocculent scattered beside Shaoyi and Gugu.

......

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Broken?!" I don't know who in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim.

Some people didn't even have time to see what had just happened, and when they reacted, they only saw Gu Gu get up and walk slowly towards the big wooden gate of the Sword Pavilion without looking back.

"This kid has mastered how to use the Silver Fir Wood, isn't it easy!" He Xiangu seemed to be a little unconvinced that she had seen this scene.

With the help of Gugu, this kid found the eye of the wind and broke through this last level with the momentum of inaction. Tsk--the future is terrifying!" Second Master Tian seemed to see what would happen in the Sword Pavilion next......

"Now it seems that this kid is no longer the scrap wood that he used to be unable to even participate in hunting. ”

"Today's Shaoyi Lengwa's axes can't win within four moves. There were even such statements in the crowd. Leng Wa's father and Geng Ding, hearing this, had the same face as always, cold and still cold, silent and silent.

Geng Ding thought to himself: "Yes, that's it. Prying its Force, the wind that lost its Force could only be extinguished. Although this kid's good roots are not of the highest quality, they are not far behind. ”

Geng Ding stroked his beard, silently watching Shaoyi's thin back walk into the gate of the Sword Pavilion, thoughtful but moderate, after all, the road has to be walked by himself, and he has no intention of thinking too much!

......

The chatter in the crowd came and went like a tidal wave.

In addition to lamenting the uniqueness of the trick of one less, more discussions are about how he and Gugu should deal with it after entering the Sword Pavilion. It seems that some people in the crowd are starting to be optimistic about the less one, and even have the fans of the less one. For example, the following one.

He Xiangu was faced with the injustice of some old stubborns in the clan who wantonly attacked and beat the babies because they were foreigners, and she said loudly: "What's wrong with Shaoyi being a foreigner? What's wrong with him not participating in hunting? This person, being able to live well in this world depends not only on strength and ingenuity, but also on wisdom and brains. ”

Seeing that no one dared to reason with him, she continued to boast: "I really like this baby more and more......"

......

I was basked in the sun for almost a whole day, and at this time, the sun was setting, and I thought it would be cooler, but it turned out to be even more unusually sultry.

Now, Gugu and Shaoyi can enter the Sword Pavilion, and for the villagers, this is the top priority of the year in Dayanhe Village. It has been twelve consecutive years that the Sword Pavilion has not been opened, and this bottleneck has finally been broken by Shaoyi and Gugu, which is really gratifying.

The sharp-eyed villagers saw that the Ganhua Creek had changed the silence of the day one by one, and now the waves were foaming at the white foam, the toads were coming out of their holes, and the small fish were diving......

Leng Wa wiped the sweat from her head and looked at the villagers around her who were also annoyed by the heat. As if speaking for them, Leng Wa complained: "As the saying goes: swallows fly low and snakes aisle, and the autumn thunder will come soon! Let's wait for them to come out of the pavilion, when do we have to wait? It's better to go home early to collect clothes." ”

"Who dares to let my family 'get out of the cabinet', I fought with him. "This is Brother Wang, he can't listen to the news of getting married and leaving the village, even if others talk nonsense casually, Brother Wang will resolutely not allow it, which will make him sad.

The word "out of the cabinet" was misinterpreted by Leng Wa, which caused everyone to laugh.

Wheels, women and wells, babies, soup cakes and ancestral teachings...... Geng Ding, the village head, looked at the frolicking and carefree villagers, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Yes, the mill is the mill, the cylinder is the cylinder, the village is the village, and the mountain is still the beam, but it's just ......

It's just that the fate of Dayanhe Village will eventually be annihilated forever between happiness and the villagers, which can't make Geng Ding, who is not sentimental, infinitely melancholy, but only gives him a kind of tragedy in the arrangement of fate, and a determination to protect the villagers to survive and die until the last moment.

It had been a long time since Shaoyi and Gugu had entered the Sword Pavilion, but they didn't see any noise coming out of the Sword Pavilion.

The crowd in the square was crowded, wiping sweat and fanning fans. He Xiangu suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, it turned out to be her own man who never showed up, only knew how to work at home, went to the mountains to collect medicine and practice-Lan Caihe.

I saw that he had a flute pinned to his waist and a scarf tied on his head, still maintaining the scholarly feelings when He Xiangu fell in love with him. Lan Caihe quietly came to the crowd, he smiled knowingly at He Xiangu, and then, he turned to the direction of the Sword Pavilion and waited quietly.

Even the autistic people came out from house to house, deliberately showing up to see the Sword Pavilion.

It was originally cloudy and gloomy, but at this time, out of nowhere, a fiery red remnant sun appeared, and through the dark clouds, it was sprinkled on the old wooden door of the Sword Pavilion, and the gate was red and bright for a while like being splashed with blood.

As soon as this gate is closed, it is really like a cage for feeding tigers, I don't know how many thrills there will be, people are staring at the gate, and they are worried about the two of them......

Just when everyone's patience was approaching the limit and they really wanted to go home to collect their clothes, there was a "squeak", and the door finally moved.

Bathed in the remnant sun, the two skinny babies, one after the other, walked away empty-handed from the Sword Pavilion with expressionless faces.

The coo who walked in front of her built a pergola and looked at the crowd through the direct sunlight, why?!She saw that everyone was stunned, their eyes did not stay on her and Shaoyi, but they were staring behind them in horror. What's going on behind you?

In the crowd, for the first time, Baili Xi, He Xiangu and Leng Wa were waving desperately at them at the same time, and only half a sentence came out of their mouths: "Hide-"

Shaoyi's front foot had just stepped on the bluestone slab in the square, and his hind foot had not yet left the last level of the stone steps of His Excellency Sword, only to hear a loud "boom" behind him, and the two turned back in horror: the two-story Sword Pavilion, which had stood for two hundred years, collapsed at this time.

The smoke and dust that rose instantly overwhelmed the two of them...... For a while, dust was everywhere and sawdust was flying.

Except for the four elders and Geng Ding, everyone was worried about Shaoyi and Gugu.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them walked out of the smoke and dust as if nothing had happened. This really shocked the villagers.

At the moment when the Sword Pavilion collapsed, a large group of swallows that had not migrated for a long time flew out of nowhere, circling around the ruins of the Sword Pavilion under the golden sunset, chirping and chirping, until Leng Ke waved his hand, and the swallow group at this time also happened to achieve some kind of unanimous opinion after some kind of argument. Finally, the swallows swung three times around the eaves of the hall in front of the hall in groups, and then reluctantly flew over the hundred-year-old cedar tree at the head of the village......

This time, it really flew south.

Before the swallows had gone far, thousands of locusts flew from the upper reaches of the Ganhua River and headed east.