After Lu Tao was poisoned by the bee, his spirit was hooked to the ghost judgment hall in the underworld by black and white impermanence, and was taken to the evil mirror platform to take a photo, showing the scenes of his sin of stealing people's money and property during his lifetime, which was as clear as watching a movie.

Lu Tao had nothing to say, but he knew that he was serving his sentence in the yang world and would suffer in the underworld, so he knelt in front of King Qin Guang, who was in charge of the main hall, and kowtowed while tearing and repenting: If I reincarnate and become a human in the next life, I will definitely change my past mistakes, no longer create the bad karma of stealing people's money, and I am willing to make money to support myself with personal labor.

King Qin Guang, who had a majestic face, was shocked and scolded: It's too late for you to confess your guilt now. As for what happens in future lives, it's up to your own karma. It's not like the yang world, where one person in charge has the final say.

At that moment, Lu Tao was escorted to the corresponding hell for theft and punished, and after completing his sentence, he was transferred to the tenth hall, and poured the soup in Meng Po Pavilion like in his previous life. In an instant, he forgot everything in his previous life, and he was delirious, with only some instinctive sensibilities.

At this time, according to his karma, Yin Cha raised his whip and drove him across the plank bridge like a pig, to a poor house in the sun to be reborn. His parents are blind and rely on government handouts.

This is a mountain village on the west coast of the Pacific Ocean - in the south of the East Earth Continent, a man who drank a little ink, named him Wangfu, his surname is Shi, which is the homonym of the time, implying that his generation always has the hope of getting rid of poverty and becoming rich.

Shi Wangfu was exempted from all expenses by the government for his primary school studies, but his academic performance was skewed, and he dropped out of junior high school before graduating, when he was only 13 years old. His father took his hand and said: Wangfu, Wangfu, Wangfu, if you don't study, don't learn culture, and have no skills in the future, how can you get your family out of poverty and become rich?

Wangfu said, I can't read, and if I read again, I will lose time, so it's better to learn crafts, eat hundreds of meals, and earn some money to honor your two elders.

When my mother heard this, she was still not happy, she said: Now the government is taking money for you to study, but if you can't study, you can mix it up for a few years, and you can get a junior high school diploma.

Wangfu had a strong temper and continued, if you can't study, you can't study, and it's uncomfortable to sit in the classroom, so it's better to go home early to learn a craft, so that you can earn some money to honor your two elders. Wangfu always repeats this kind of words, his parents can't help it, and when they ask him what craft he learned, he said that he learned to strike iron from Uncle Liu Wu in the neighboring village.

The parents agreed, so they asked Shi Wen, a neighbor who was familiar with Liu Wu, to take the child to him. Liu Wu was striking iron in the iron shop, his face was covered with a layer of black ash, only two eyes and one mouth were not covered, forming three irregular circles, dirty, and suddenly looking, a little terrifying.

This is late autumn weather, frost and wind are blowing outside, it is a little cold, Shi Wangfu wears a fat blue fabric jacket, covering his abdomen, he folds his hands to cover his abdomen, and walks like this, as if he is afraid of the cold.

Now that he has come to the iron shop, it should be said that it is not cold, and his hands are still holding his jacket, which makes the side covering his chest and abdomen bulge, like a pregnant woman who is happy to have a pregnant baby. Shi Wen glanced at Shi Wangfu, and saw that his hand in his jacket was not put down, he felt that he was cold and couldn't let go, and looked down on him a little, so he only said to Liu Wu hastily: I will bring you someone to apprentice, you know the situation in his family, and this child depends on you. Then he told Shi Wangfu to listen to his master, and then said hello to Liu Wu and left.

Liu Wu, who was standing next to the fire, said to Shi Wangfu, who was a little wooden: Xiao Shi, I am short of manpower, it is good for you to help. Come on, pull the stove.

Shi Wangfu did not immediately go to the hearth to pull the stove, but held his jacket with one hand, and reached into the jacket with the other hand, and took out a mesh bag of eggs, about a dozen. Shi Wangfu handed it to Liu Wu, but Liu Wu didn't catch it immediately, so he knelt down and said: Master, if you don't pick it up, I won't get up.

Liu Wu had no choice but to take it, put it aside, and helped him up, saying Why are you so polite. Shi Wangfu replied, this is a little bit of my parents' heart, and it is also my apprenticeship, although it is not a tribute, you can laugh and accept, and my heart will be steady.

Your parents are blind and have suffered iniquity, how can I bear it? Liu Wu saw that his hands were no longer on his jacket, and he saw that he walked to the hearth and pulled the stove, very carefully, but it was not so authentic, either the strength was heavy, or the use was light; It's either going fast, or it's slow.

Liu Wu came over, gave a demonstration, and said while pulling: In this way, you can grasp the heat by pulling tepidly, and the blue light spit out by the flame is very beautiful.

After a while, Shi Wangfu learned and adapted, Liu Wu glanced at the egg on the side again, and said: Xiao Shi, why did you put the egg in your jacket and let Shi Wen leave before taking it out for me? Shi Wangfu said: According to the saying that our family should prepare a gift for Shi Wen, but the family can't take it out, only prepare one for you, if he sees it, he will have thoughts in his heart, so a gift for you can't be seen by him.

Liu Wu smiled lightly, and Shi Wangfu said again: Master, you will call me an apprentice in the future, don't call me Xiao Shi, isn't this kinder? Liu Wu still smiled shallowly, and said for a long time: It's okay.

Slowly, Shi Wangfu was already very authentic in pulling the furnace, and Liu Wu asked him to pick a small hammer to help him strike iron. This small hammer is not small, there are three or four catties, this is relative to the sledgehammer, the sledgehammer is seven or eight catties, Liu Wu is a sledgehammer, his right hand is obviously thicker than the left hand, from the palm of the pale yellow callus to the wrist and even the arm can be seen.

Now Shi Wangfu took the small hammer, and looked at Liu Wulian's sledgehammer and his right hand, feeling a little dazed in his heart. He began to help the hammer, Liu Wu used fire scissors to pull out the red-hot iron from the hearth, put it on the anvil that stood half a man high like a tree stump, and then struck it with a hammer, sparks splashed everywhere.

Shi Wangfu has to tiptoe every time he helps a hammer, he is not as tall as Liu Wu, a little shorter, and the hammer is more at a loss, at this time, the loss is second, the most afraid is that the spark splashes on the hand, but the spark is splashed on the hand from time to time, his eyes blink, and his mouth blows, which affects the speed of the hammer, sometimes the master hits two hammers, he has not enough to get a hammer, I am embarrassed.

The master said, "The spark started to burn a little when it jumped on his hand, but it won't hurt anymore." Shi Wangfu asked why. The master continued: This is a workout process, and after a while, your hands will be calloused, and it will not hurt if you spray on it. Shi Wangfu looked at his red hand holding the small hammer a little frightened, and faintly felt a little hot pain, so he shrank a little.

The master couldn't bear it, and saw that he was short, and it was inconvenient to help the hammer, so he stopped, picked up a few bricks on the side of the iron shop and cushioned it where he stood with the hammer, and he never felt short anymore when he stood up. You can use one hand to help the hammer or hard, he used both hands to hold the hammer handle to help the hammer, so the action and stupid, the master did not blame him, only said: you have to practice the strength of the hand, do not help the hammer to hold the hammer every day to insist on hitting 100 ~ 500 times a day until 1000 times, practice for half a year, keep you helpless to get this thing.