In the afternoon.

Cheng Han stopped fishing.

Because the fish he caught was enough to eat today.

He went into the woods and went on another business.

The little turnip heads finished their lunch and came looking for them again.

For these children, everything related to the blind in the countryside seemed so new.

It also brings a lot of fun to their boring country life.

They wandered around the river, but found no blind man, so they scattered in search of him.

Soon.

The little ones finally made a discovery.

"I seem to hear a voice."

"There's the sound of trees cutting down in the woods over there."

"It can't be a blind person cutting down a tree, right?"

This speculation immediately sparked a debate.

"Impossible! How can you cut down trees when you are blind? ”

"That's it, aren't you afraid of cutting your own legs?"

"Nothing is impossible, the blind can fish, why can't they cut down trees?"

"Fishing is different, the blind can hear the sound of running water, and if the fish is hooked, the rod will feel it."

"You have to look at the tree with your eyes, otherwise the axe will not be in the right place."

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean that you can't be blind, my dad said that the blind one is not simple."

"It's not a simple fart, the blind still say the end of the world, my dad said that the blind man's brain is broken."

The two sides are fighting each other, and no one can convince anyone.

In the end, the little turnip heads agreed to go over and take a look.

Not much.

They entered the woods and heard the sound of logging.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The little turnip heads discerned the direction.

"Over there!"

"Go that way."

"Keep your feet light, don't get noticed."

As the distance closes, the logging becomes louder and louder.

The children didn't notice that the sound of logging was incredibly stable.

In quantitative terms, the interval between each and every two felling is about 0.001 seconds.

This represents an unimaginable level of control.

Not much.

The little radish heads quietly touched the neighborhood.

They carefully hid behind a few big trees, and at a distance of more than 20 meters, they finally saw who was cutting down the trees.

The first sight of what they saw made these children stunned.

Oh, my God!

What a blindness!

The little radish heads could see it all, holding a simple stone axe in their blind hands, cutting down a tree next to them one by one.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Every time the stone axe falls, it will surely hit the same gap accurately.

The blind man's movements are quite smooth, and every swing of the stone axe seems to be relaxed, as if he is a lumberjack who has been cutting trees for decades.

The above scene.

It's hard to believe that this is a blind man cutting down a tree.

There was obvious shock in the children's eyes.

That's when it happened.

The blind man's movements suddenly stopped, and he sighed: "I feel that death is coming. ”

He lowered the stone axe, his head twisted, and his face was facing the little turnips.

This moment.

The blind man's eyeballless sockets give people a strong sense of madness.

He stood there quietly, carrying a stone axe in his right hand, his face expressionless, as if a dangerous murderer might rush over and cut people at any moment.

Faced with this situation, the little radish heads remembered the sentence "death is coming", and they were frightened again.

Their eyes were full of fear, and their hearts were beating wildly.

The children exchanged glances with each other, gesticulated, and began to run away in a panic.

Until he rushed out of a distance of several hundred meters and came to the outside of the woods.

The little radishes looked scared and began to talk.

"Just now I said that a blind man was cutting down a tree, and you still don't believe it, but now you believe it."

"It's so bad to be blind, and you can cut down trees when you're blind."

"I think the blind man is terrible, he must have killed people!"

"When the blind man came over just now, I felt like my heart was about to jump out."

"Are you stupid when you step on a horse, how can a blind man see without eyes?"

"I also have the feeling that a blind man is looking at me."

The children muttered for a while, and then dispersed.

An "adventure" of Shicai has fully satisfied the adventurous psychology of the little radish heads.

They were frightened a little and instinctively wanted to go home and seek refuge from the adults.

The other side.

In the woods.

"Bang! Bang! ”

The sound of felling was heard again.

Cheng Han "watched" the little radish heads go away, and held the stone axe with both hands.

Although he is blind, he can still see children thanks to his extraordinary abilities.

And the reason why he cut down trees was precisely to build a wooden house.

Anyway, there was nowhere to go for the time being, so he decided to stay nearby for a while, of course, to improve his living environment.

Cheng Han muttered with a smile while cutting down the tree: "It's so funny!" In every gathering place in this small world, there are 'ancestral spirits'. ”

The so-called "ancestral spirit" can be seen as a simplified version of the will of the world.

No.

It should be the will of the region.

The unique laws of the world have created this miraculous existence.

He chose to settle here, naturally because he wanted to study the ancestral spirit well.

Five minutes later.

"Boom!"

A large tree with a diameter of one meter fell with a bang, and the ground shook slightly.

Cheng Han tilted his head slightly, looked in the direction where the village was located, and muttered, "The elders in the village seem to be able to communicate with the ancestral spirits.

"After the blind man who knows how to fish and cut down trees, and what the blind man says, reach the ears of the elders, they should come over once in the next few days, right?"

The people of the village were wary of him, forbidding him to enter the village and not wanting to have much contact with him.

The group of children just now is the way he found to break the game.

*

In the evening.

Cheng Han relied on his exquisite carpentry skills to build a small wooden house.

He lit a fire in the open space in front of the house and leisurely roasted the fish.

This fish has very few bones and the meat is quite tender, but it is grilled with a little salt and it tastes extremely delicious.

Cheng Han took a big bite of the fish and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad!" ”

After a while.

He suddenly sensed that a very strange existence had emerged from the village and turned his attention to it.

Cheng Han instantly understood that the children had spread the news, and the elders had already known about it and reported it to the ancestral spirit.

This strange feeling came from the attention of the ancestral spirit.

Cheng Han picked up a wooden cup and made a "toast" gesture towards the ancestral spirit.

The ancestral spirit did not respond, and quietly observed the stranger.

He could feel that the other party was full of vigilance against him, and he did not have any sense of communication.

This kind of helpless "closedness" is one of the characteristics of ancestral spirits.

Without its recognition, it is impossible to communicate with it at all.

Normally.

Only the sharp-eared people who have been born and raised here for several generations will be regarded as their own by the ancestral spirits.

Cheng Han didn't care, just enjoyed dinner leisurely.

(End of chapter)