Looking at this skillful old man, Ding Xiaoyi inexplicably felt that the atmosphere of this book mountain was indeed different from other places.

Compared to the Sword Pavilion,

Life in Shushan is very comfortable and comfortable.

Because there is no so-called intrigue here, there is only the sound of reading every day.

Here, in addition to reading, you also have to work.

Every kind of food is obtained by the labor of one's own hands.

Who said that useless is a scholar, Ding Xiaoyi feels that the readers here are very different.

And he came to the garden,

He looked at the muddy vegetable garden, and he didn't want to take off his shoes and walk barefoot into the garden.

The old man who was working noticed Ding Xiaoyi's arrival, he raised his head and showed a warm and simple smile on his face.

Ding Xiaoyi also looked at the old man who looked at him, and he found that the old man did not have the slightest breath fluctuation around him.

It's just that he doesn't even have a little bit of righteousness, he is just an ordinary villager.

"Old man, what are the fruits that quench your thirst?"

Ding Xiaoyi was not polite, he said loudly to the old farmer.

When the old farmer heard this, the smile on his face became even stronger.

A thin layer of dense sweat oozed from his ravine-like folds.

He casually picked a verdant cucumber and threw it directly to Ding Xiaoyi.

"This cucumber quenches your thirst, don't dislike it",

The old farmer's voice has a bit of vicissitudes and a unique charm, and it is very comfortable to hear Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

Ding Xiaoyi is also welcome,

He just wiped the dirt off the cucumber and bit down into his mouth.

The tender melon juice flowed down his throat in an instant.

This melon fruit is sweet and delicious, and it is the easiest to quench your thirst.

The old peasant stepped on the mud under his feet,

He was also holding a cucumber in his hand.

He came to the ridge of the garden, and sat down.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi sat directly beside the old farmer.

"Where did you come from?"

The old farmer bit the cucumber in his hand, and he asked Ding Xiaoyi kindly.

"Oh, from the Imperial Capital",

Ding Xiaoyi chewed the melon fruit, and he replied inarticulately.

The old farmer had a kind smile on his face, and his eyes were deep and wise.

Ding Xiaoyi only cared about chewing the cucumber in his hand, but did not notice the wise and profound gaze of the old farmer.

"The imperial capital is good, but it seems that a lot of people will die in the imperial capital a few days ago, I don't know what happened to the imperial capital?"

The old farmer said nonchalantly.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't care about the old farmer's careless words, he finished solving the cucumber in his hand.

He is busy finding Li Hongying, and if he doesn't kill Li Hongying, he won't be able to sleep well.

He knew that Li Hongying must be hiding in the book mountain,

Although the book mountain is not big, the book mountain is full of people.

It is not easy to find Li Hongying all at once.

"Little friend is the Sword Pavilion

Disciple?"

The old peasant's gaze fell on the long sword wrapped in coarse cloth behind Ding Xiaoyi, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Sort of, but not anymore."

Ding Xiaoyi was hooked by the old peasant's words about his experience in the Sword Pavilion, and his tone was a little lost.

In the end, he left the Sword Pavilion,

He knew that the Sword Pavilion was not for him, and he didn't know where his end was.

"Bell, bell, bell",

Just when Ding Xiaoyi was chatting with the old farmer,

A hurried bell rang, and it should be time for the end of class.

really

Ran out of the rows of simple earthen houses

A group of energetic teenagers, their faces filled with cheerful laughter.

It seems that they have learned something new from the book, which makes them doubly excited.

Seeing this group of energetic teenagers, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh, menstruation is good.

"Do little friends envy them?"

Seeing a look of envy on Ding Xiaoyi's face, Na Nong couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Yes, envy them for being young and energetic, envy them for being carefree, such a life is life, there is no cruel fighting, and you only read the books of the sages, who doesn't envy them on such a day."

The cucumber in Ding Xiaoyi's hand had already been gnawed to the ground, and he said with a faint look.

"Actually, you can too, let go of all hatred and chase your own life."

The old farmer saw the murderous intent hidden in the depths of Ding Xiaoyi's eyes, and he handed another cucumber to Ding Xiaoyi.

Hearing the old farmer's careless words, Ding Xiaoyi just sighed slightly.

"It's not that you can let go of it, there are some things in this world that still need to be solved with a sword. The lesson learned in the book is not the solution to everything."

Ding Xiaoyi replied disapprenously.

"It's also said that some things still need to be solved with a sword, but it's always good to know more about the principles in the book."

Na Nong did not object to Ding Xiaoyi's point of view, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi again.

"Old man, I'm not afraid of your jokes if I can't say it, what the kid is most afraid of is reading."

"Those big characters know the kid and the kid doesn't know them, you say it's funny or not. When I saw the words, the boy felt a headache."

Ding Xiaoyi had a simple smile on his face, and he said to the old farmer again.

"If you don't face your weaknesses now, how can you face a real strong enemy in the future."

"Actually, reading is not as difficult as you think, every word has its own meaning. It's like this sword word."

The old farmer didn't know when there was a dead branch in his hand, and he wrote a sword word in the mud.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the simple and majestic artistic conception of the word "sword", and he felt that this sword word seemed to come to life.

"Old man, what is the explanation of this sword word?"

He couldn't help but ask curiously.

Although it was just a simple word for "sword", he felt that it was different from the other sword characters he had seen

Shape.

He felt as if the word had come to life,

The sword word was filled with a majestic sword intent, wanting to shoot out from the mud.

"This sword word, you see that there are blades on these two sides, and there is a ridge in the middle, and the blade edge held by a person is facing outward, which can hurt the enemy, but in fact, there is a blade that is inward, and it can also hurt oneself."

"This sword word, in the end, you have to hold it with your heart, the small dot below this is the human heart, don't you say?"

"If you only have the hand that holds the sword, but you don't have the heart to hold the sword, isn't it hurting others and hurting yourself."

The old farmer decomposed the sword character in the soil, and his explanation made Ding Xiaoyi feel refreshed.

"Every word created has its own unique meaning, every word is endowed with life, words have life, only by reading with the heart, you can naturally read and understand."

"Each word is a combination of the general trend of heaven and earth, and the meaning of each word is also the trend of heaven and earth. The power of heaven and earth is all in this font, and you say that the reader can grasp the power of heaven and earth."

The old farmer asked Ding Xiaoyi kindly.

"Reading is just a means of survival in the world, can reading be able to break through the shackles of this world?"

"It's better to be faster with the sword in your hand, with a sword in your hand, isn't it better to be happy than to read?"

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he immediately retorted to the old farmer.

"Swords can solve some problems, but those who don't have talent

What about mortals, don't they want to make themselves strong?"

"And only when they study with their hearts and read the majestic spirit of this heaven and earth can they comprehend the majestic trend of this heaven and earth."

The old farmer explained to Ding Xiaoyi again.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard the words of the old farmer, he felt that it was not unreasonable, and reading was also one of the means to the avenue.

Maybe reading this kind of *** subverts the world, and it is not necessarily.

At that time, there will be no more killing, everyone in this world is reasonable, and it is a good world to think about.

"There are still some weeds that have not been cleared, do you want to help?"

The old peasant got up,

He casually patted the dirt on his coarse cloth clothes, and he asked Ding Xiaoyi with a smile.

"After eating the old man's melons and fruits, the kid naturally wants to help."

Ding Xiaoyi waved his hand, and he replied to the old peasant.

There was another rapid sound of bells, and the group of teenagers who were playing in the open space next to the earthen house walked quickly into the classroom.

Ding Xiaoyi felt that chatting with this old farmer was very insightful.

He stayed behind to help the old farmer remove the weeds.

Naturally, he made a lot of mistakes, and he uprooted a melon seedling as a weed.

The old farmer was very patient and corrected Ding Xiaoyi's mistakes from time to time.

With Ding Xiaoyi's unremitting efforts, there are more and more weeds.

But the seedlings of those fruits and vegetables are getting fewer and fewer, which makes Ding Xiaoyi very hurt.

This was several times more embarrassing than the powerhouse he faced in the Heaven Ascending Realm.

The old peasant did not accuse him, but patiently corrected his mistakes.