There are eight forgiveness in life, they are all coming, they are not easy, they are all friends, or children, they are all big for the New Year, give face, for your good, everyone is dead.

Therefore, after hesitation, Li Yi still decided to go into the eight-sided monument to have a look.

The reason he used to convince himself was that he had come.

I finally came here, and if I just went out like this, wouldn't I have wasted an opportunity?

So, Li Yi directly punctured his index finger and pressed it to the bamboo tablet closest to him.

The index finger of the blood beads pressed on the surface of the bamboo tablet, and the bamboo pieces that had dried up and cracked suddenly absorbed the blood beads like a sponge.

Before he could suck the blood beads in, Li Yigang wanted to take his index finger away, but found that his index finger seemed to be sucked by the tablet, and he couldn't take it away with his strength.

The next moment, he felt a suction force coming from the stele, and the blood in his index finger seeped into the bamboo stele as if it had been pumped out by a water pump.

"it!"

Li Yi only had time to exclaim in surprise before he lost consciousness in an instant.

The next moment, he woke up in a mud hut.

Tsuchiya again?

Looking at the adobe wall beside him, Li Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

Could it be that he has come to the Western Regions again?

Surprised, he hurriedly rolled over and got up, only to find that this earthen house was completely different from the earthen house he lived in the Western Regions.

The mud house was full of bamboo, large and small, and even the bed under him was made of bamboo chips.

At the head of his bed there are several small bamboo guns, small bamboo baskets and small bird cages, which are children's toys at first glance.

Child?

Li Yi suddenly noticed the difference in perspective, raised his hands to look, but found that his hands were much smaller, and they looked like the hands of a young man.

"Tarzan?"

A voice came from outside the house, followed by a middle-aged man in coarse cloth clothes.

Seeing Li Yi sitting on the bed, he smiled and quipped: "You don't get up until three o'clock in the morning every day, even if you go to Lu Country and worship the Gong Yi class as a teacher, you will have to be driven back within two days." ”

He spoke in an archaic dialect, but Li Yi could understand it.

But after hearing the words "Lu Guo" and "Gong Losing Class" he mentioned, Li Yi was instantly stunned.

Lu Guo? Lose class?

Why did he suddenly come to the Spring and Autumn Period?

Also, What does this middle-aged man call him?

Tarzan?

Looking at the toys made of bamboo at the head of the bed, Li Yi finally understood.

It turned out that what he possessed this time was the bamboo craftsman Taishan who made Lu Ban sigh that he didn't know Mount Tai!

According to legend, during the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a bamboo craftsman who was proficient in bamboo weaving in the land of Wuyue, named Taishan.

Because he admired the public loss class of Lu country, he traveled a long distance to come to Lu country and worshiped the public loss class as a teacher.

But because he had never learned carpentry, his learning progress was not fast, and he was eliminated when the public loss class recruited introductory disciples.

Many years later, the public transport class came to the land of Wuyue and stumbled upon someone selling bamboo utensils in the market.

Those bamboo weaving utensils are exquisite, and the woven bamboo baskets can even draw water, which does not leak, attracting people in the market to rush to buy.

The public transport team went up to pick up the bamboo weaving utensils and checked them, and found that they were really skilled, so they asked the people in the market who made these bamboo utensils.

Someone told him that the master of bamboo ware was called Taishan, and he once followed the public loss class of Lu Guo to learn the arts, so his skills were so sophisticated.

When the public loss class learned that this famous master was actually a disciple who was eliminated by himself, he had mixed emotions and was full of emotion, and left a famous sentence: "I really don't know Mount Tai with eyes." ”

Recalling this story, Li Yi's mood is also a little complicated.

It turned out that he was the Taishan who shocked the public loss class, but he can't even weave a little bamboo now!

"Get up quickly and eat, and when you're done, follow me to make baskets."

When the middle-aged man saw that he was stunned, he urged him: "Don't underestimate your father's basket weaving skills, if you don't have these baskets to sell, where did you come from to go to Lu to apprentice?" ”

Hearing his words, Li Yi gathered his thoughts.

It's just bamboo weaving, it's a big deal to learn from scratch!

Anyway, the last thing he lacks is time.

So, he jumped out of bed: "I'm coming!" ”

……

In the eight-sided tablet space, as Li Yi's figure emerged, a metal plate identical to the wooden tablet space also stretched out.

Back in the eight-sided tablet space, Li Yi carried a delicate bamboo basket in his hand, and stood in place in a trance for a long time before coming back to his senses.

Before, he felt that he had been possessed by Shuanglin for too long, but this time, he was possessed by Taishan's body for thirty years!

In the dream space, he relied on helping his father weave baskets, scraped together enough coils, went to the country of Lu, and met the legendary Lu Ban.

However, he didn't learn much bamboo weaving skills from Lu Ban, and even when he saw Lu Ban himself, it was already a month after he arrived in Lu State.

Different from what is recorded in the textbooks, although the Gongyi class in the dream world is also a craftsman, he has the blood of a nobleman, and his status is not comparable to that of a flat-headed craftsman like him.

After he worshipped Lu Ban as his teacher, he began to follow Lu Ban's disciples to make ladders and make ordnance for the army.

In the process, he also learned some basic carpentry skills, but he was still far from being able to teach Bailuban.

After inquiring, he learned that if he wanted to guarantee Bailuban as a teacher, it was best to get a recommendation.

As for the recommended person, it is best to be an official disciple of Lu Ban, a fellow villager or a nobleman.

And none of these people Taishan know, and they don't have extra money to get through.

So, in the formal assessment a year later, he was unexpectedly eliminated.

This is in line with the historical trajectory of Mount Tai, but for Li Yi, he has lost a shortcut to return to reality quickly.

He originally thought that if he could successfully worship Luban as a teacher, under the guidance of Lu Ban, he would be able to quickly return to reality if he improved his skills.

But this is clearly not the case.

In desperation, he had no choice but to return to his hometown.

If the shortcut can't be achieved, then there is only one way left, and that is to follow the historical trajectory and make Taishan's skills exquisite enough to shock Luban, which should allow him to return to reality.

His guess was correct, after nearly 30 years of research, he visited the masters, explored the skills of bamboo weaving by himself, and finally practiced a superb bamboo weaving skills.

Just before he returned to the eight-sided tablet space, he saw the public loss class who came to see him again.

The public losing class saw his bamboo weaving utensils and came to the door to congratulate him.

At this time, he was weaving a Guanyin fish basket, which was made of bamboo silk of different colors to form a bottle-shaped fish basket.

Bamboo filaments of different shades form a pattern of carrying basket Guanyin on the fish basket, and this fish basket can be filled with water to raise fish, which can do not leak.

The public loss team who came to visit saw his work, praised it again and again, and said: "If the public leaves a masterpiece, it will become everyone!" ”

After saying the words of the public loss class, Li Yi felt that his vision was gradually blurring.

The next moment, he returned to the eight-sided tablet space.

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