After falling off the city wall that day, the old woodcutter suffered serious internal injuries.

If he had been a young man, he had suffered numerous injuries and injuries, and he would have healed in a few days, but now that he is old, he has not been able to get better with his sadness and drinking.

In fact, Shi Lan also saw that the old woodcutter's body was like a dead leaf in winter, swaying in the wind, and could be blown off at any time.

But every time she saw the old woodcutter's smile, she couldn't feel a trace of unhappiness in her heart.

Spring goes to winter, everything changes, in Shi Lan's view, it is a natural truth, just like the old woodcutter said, after eighteen years, he is a good man again.

I think that for human beings, eighteen years is a winter, and then there will be spring and autumn again.

Finally, after the old man coughed up blood once, the days changed.

The old woodcutter picked up the wooden sword, and no longer asked Shi Lan to repeat those few movements, but instead used those few movements to parry his oncoming attack.

At first, Shi Lan was not adaptable, sometimes he was beaten, and sometimes he was knocked on the head.

Later, every time the old woodcutter made a move, he would shout out a countermeasure, such as slashing with a sweep and blocking a stab.

Gradually, Shi Lan responded in an orderly manner and was no longer beaten, and the old woodcutter no longer prompted.

Without a hint, Shi Lan began to be beaten again, there was always a certain time difference between thinking and coping, and occasionally he was half a beat slower, and he couldn't catch up, so he could only watch the wooden sword hit his head.

However, it didn't have any impact on Shi Lan, and he got used to it when he knocked and knocked.

Once, as soon as he saw the wooden sword fall, Shi Lan suddenly subconsciously swung his sword to block it, not with a relative move, but just an ordinary casual wave, and the result was really blocked.

"No tricks, good."

The old woodcutter nodded, and then the attack began to become more aggressive, either speeding up or changing various moves.

Whenever Shi Lan felt that she could block all the attacks, the old woodcutter would hit her with the wooden sword at a more tricky angle. Shi Lan didn't remember how many times the wooden sword in her hand had been knocked out, it was too much, she could only stare intently at the swinging wooden sword and block it.

Of course, this retribution also came quickly, and the old woodcutter saw the opportunity, and at the moment when the wooden sword was parried, he kicked Shi Lan out with a whip leg.

"Get up. Don't stare at one part of the opponent, see the opponent's whole person, see the four directions, listen to the eight directions, and you have to learn slowly in the future. ”

"Oh." Shi Lan quickly got up and stood without doing anything, as if it wasn't her who was kicked away.

After practicing with Shi Lan for so long, the old woodcutter already understands her weirdness, so he will not be surprised or pity because of a little thing.

Five days passed unconsciously, and the current Shi Lan was basically able to deal with all the attacks of the old woodcutter.

On this day, the old woodcutter began to attack Shi Lan with various moves that were not limited to wooden swords, and Shi Lan resolved them one by one, either elbowing and punching, or kicking with his feet, and none of the moves hit her in the real sense.

Finally, the old woodcutter slammed sideways with a volley.

Shi Lan saw the strength in it, so he also increased his strength a little, and swung his sword from the bottom up.

The wooden swords struck each other, and cracks appeared.

The old woodcutter was shaken back a few steps and fell to the ground.

It was the first time in days that the old woodcutter had lost.

Shi Lan was not happy, threw the wooden sword aside, trotted over to help the old woodcutter up, and looked at the old man with some concern to see if he was okay. Seeing that the old man was coughing constantly, she hurriedly ran to the side and took the wine gourd and handed it to the old man.

The old woodcutter smiled and touched Shi Lan's head and said, "Very good, you have learned." ”

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As night fell, by the fire, old and young, sat looking at the sky, as usual.

The old woodcutter squinted and secretly looked at the small figure beside him, sighed, accidentally triggered a cough again, and hurriedly poured a few sips of wine before he came to his senses.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

"It's fine. It would be nice if Shi Lan grew taller, even if he was six or seven years old, so walking in the rivers and lakes, Grandpa could rest assured. ”

"Grandpa, Shi Lan can grow taller." As he spoke, Shi Lan stood up, raised his hand high, and as if he felt that it was not enough, he jumped up again, "You can grow very tall." ”

The old woodcutter laughed, "Okay, Grandpa knows that Shi Lan can grow taller, come, sit down, don't step on the fire." Hey, I don't know what Shi Lan looked like when he was so tall, but he definitely wouldn't be worse than a girl from a big family. Well, it's definitely beautiful. However, Grandpa is afraid that he can't see it. ”

"As you can see, Shi Lan can grow taller now."

As she spoke, Shi Lan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and in an instant, she really grew taller slowly, just as she had when she got smaller, it seemed that she could stretch freely just by her thoughts.

Soon, Shi Lan became like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, with long hair and waist-length, and her appearance was very similar to the "little flower basket" wooden figure carved by the senior brother, or rather, it was very similar to the small flower basket.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the turquoise hair.

Even though the old woodcutter was used to Shi Lan's weirdness, he was still frightened, holding his chest and panting.

Shi Lan is still growing taller, and the old woodcutter is suddenly anxious, in case he grows taller than ordinary people, isn't it more eye-catching, it's better not to grow taller.

"Eh, okay, stop, Shi Lan don't grow taller."

"Oh." The sound is smart, not much worse than before, but more soft.

Looking at the slim and slim strange girl in front of him, the old woodcutter was a little overwhelmed.

It turns out that Shi Lan is so good-looking when she grows up, and she is not much better than the eldest lady back then, if the old grandmother sees it, she must be very happy.

After a long time, the old woodcutter came to his senses and said tentatively, "Shi Lan, can you change back?" If it doesn't work, it's okay to be shorter. ”

Although the world is now peaceful, it is still very easy to cause trouble for such a beautiful girl walking alone in the rivers and lakes.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and the old woodcutter doesn't dare to bet Shi Lan's lifelong happiness on this.

"Yes."

Shi Lan's heart moved, but there was no change.

She didn't know what was going on, and she thought back to the quieter voice in her head, and even accidentally said it.

"Hmm~ get smaller!"

But nothing has changed.

Shi Lan struggled for a while, until the old woodcutter came out with Zhang Qingye's clothes, and Shi Lan didn't change back.

"I can't wear the previous clothes, so let's wear your grandma's clothes first."

"Oh."

Shi Lan saw Zhang Qingye getting dressed, and quickly put on the clothes.

Although the bumpy figure is covered by loose clothes, the fairy-like temperament brought by the beautiful appearance cannot be covered.

Looking at the old man's worried appearance, Shi Lan was a little aggrieved.

"Grandpa, what should I do, Shi Lan can't go back."

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"It's okay, it's okay, Shi Lan try more, even if you can't go back, Grandpa has other ways. However, the previous preparations are about to be changed. ”

When Shi Lan was practicing martial arts, the carpenter's work done by the old woodcutter was a small bookbox, but now that Shi Lan has grown taller, the size is not suitable.

While the old woodcutter was thinking and Shi Lan was jumping, the fire gradually went out, and the old woodcutter fiddled with it at will, but the fire did not ignite, so he had to give up.

"Go to sleep."

The old woodcutter laid out a haystack and a quilt before he lay down.

"Grandpa, what are you doing here?"

"Shi Lan, since you have grown up. You should understand some truths, and you can't be like a child anymore. ”

"Do you want to be like a lady? The eldest lady taught me how to be a lady. ”

"Ah, it's good to understand, you have to pay more attention in the future, it's not good to suffer a loss."

The next day, it still didn't change back to the original, but Shi Lan was very happy.

Since washing her face in the morning, Shi Lan likes to be in a daze at the water.

Looking at the water in the mirror, just a glance, Shi Lan recognized that this was the appearance of a small flower basket, perhaps because of this, she subconsciously did not want to recover, so she could not recover.

"Come on, Shi Lan, let's practice again."

"Oh." Shi Lan wiped his face with his sleeves, picked up the wooden sword and ran over.

The clothes were a little loose, and it was not very convenient to move, Shi Lan was like a rookie who had just learned martial arts, and was beaten by the old woodcutter one after another.

The old woodcutter also saw the doorway, so he asked Shi Lan to change into his clothes.

In addition to the arm guards and leggings, the old woodcutter also made her wrap a few strips of cloth around her chest, so that she could regain her original agility.

This is the old woodcutter's method, since the body of the child cannot be restored, then it is much more convenient for a woman to dress up as a man and walk in the rivers and lakes.

"Okay, Shi Lan, you practice the previous practice first, and we'll come back when you're familiar with it."

With that, the old woodcutter went to fiddle with his little bookcase.

The sudden growth in height did bring a lot of discomfort, in addition to the change of center of gravity, but also the hands, feet and line of sight had an impact on the grasp of distance.

Usually you can't see it, but when it comes to high-intensity fighting, the slightest deviation is fatal.

Shi Lan wielded the wooden sword, which felt much smaller, and it took a long time to adapt to the changes brought by his body.

It was nearly noon when the old woodcutter changed the small bookcase.

In fact, there are not many places to change, the old woodcutter knows that Shi Lan has a lot of strength, and he has made the bookcase a little bigger, but now he only needs to lengthen the strap and the external space.

The old woodcutter was very satisfied with the modified little bookcase, and stood up to stretch his body, when suddenly his eyes were dark and he almost fell.

Fortunately, after years of fighting, his body instinctively sought advantages and avoided disadvantages, and his right foot stepped forward, barely supporting it, and it took a while to recover.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Shi Lan was a little puzzled when he saw the old woodcutter's crumbling appearance.

"Ah, it's nothing, Shi Lan came to try the bookcase that Grandpa made for you."

These days, Shi Lan has always known that the old woodcutter is busy making all kinds of things, but he doesn't know what they are.

With the help of the old woodcutter, I carried the small bookcase on my back and ran back and forth a few times, and I was very happy.

She thought it was good, much more comfortable than carrying those prickly firewood.

The wind blew the small yellow flag on the bookcase, and the hunting sound, Shi Lan noticed it, so he asked the old woodcutter in a loud voice: "Grandpa, what is this chess piece for?" ”

"This can be of great use, when the scholars enter Beijing to take the exam, they will insert this chess piece, and there will be a lot less trouble in the open and in the dark, don't lose it."

"Oh." Shi Lan didn't know how to feel it, and he was a little happier.

The old woodcutter looked at Shi Lan's appearance, smiled very happily, looked up at the sky, and seemed to see another world from the blue sky and white clouds.

"It's almost time to go." The old woodcutter muttered to himself.