I believe that many people have similar experiences, when reading a book, a flash of inspiration, and then a whim, impatient to try it, plus it is an age that does not know the height of the sky, why don't you dare to do it?

Xiao Xue is still in the third grade, of course he doesn't know what physics is, he walked over and over, circling around the big tree, and couldn't help but be amazed.

Of course, it's a sunny day, and there can be no thunder.

So, a few days later, on a stormy evening.

The two took advantage of the twilight, touched the top of the mountain, and set up the device. I saw that under the big tree, the two stood side by side, holding hands. At this time, Yi Leng looked up at the sky, pinched the line with his left hand, and held the small snow grabber with his right hand.

In the sky, thunder was rolling, and dark clouds were churning.

In the clouds, the electric snake swallows, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. Suddenly, a lightning bolt flashed, and a thunderbolt pierced the rain curtain and struck into the distance.

Xiao Luoxue suddenly felt frightened, her face was afraid, and she exclaimed: "It feels so dangerous!

"What are you afraid of?

Xiao Luoxue settled a little in her heart, secretly stroked her chest, and was looking down, but found that Yi Leng's right hand seemed to be holding something, and pinched it hard, it was still very hard, and she couldn't help but wonder: "What is this?"

"This is the Tao Sutra!"

As he spoke, a purple arc of lightning flew down the silk thread, and then flowed all over his body. In an instant, Xiao Baoxue only felt that his cold hair exploded, and his whole body was shivering.

When I looked at Yi Leng again, his blue hair had all stood up, and wisps of smoke were emitting.

The tree was struck by lightning and immediately caught fire.

Xiao Baoxue was stunned all of a sudden, palpitating, and at a loss.

After a long time, I saw Yi Leng take a deep breath, and his mouth was indignant: "Sure enough, I still can't fully believe in the book, and the series and parallel connections that are said to be good are ...... Fortunately, Lao Tzu has a Taoist scripture, otherwise he would have died!"

The rain gradually extinguished the fire.

The green hills are still the same, only the black trees and the scorched leaves all over the ground, still telling the world that tonight is unusual.

Yi Leng flipped over a black object in his hand, cleaned it by the heavy rain, and Xiao Xue took a look at it by thunder, it was card-shaped, stone, and the size of a palm, and it didn't look very conspicuous.

Xiao Xue blinked her eyes and said strangely: "This is the Tao Sutra?"

Yi Leng nodded, and said in a low voice: "This is the Tao Sutra! I am not afraid of fire, I am not afraid of water refining, and I have confirmed a little today, I am not afraid of lightning strikes!"

"What does the Tao Sutra do?"

"The Tao Sutra is a scripture! The Taoist scriptures circulating in the world are all condensed and modified, and the core content has been deleted thousands of years ago. According to my grandfather, the Tao Sutra is the only surviving general outline of the Tao in the world, which records all kinds of immortal methods, and the practice of the Tao Sutra can not only understand the operation of heaven and earth, and the outline of the world, but also regulate health, prolong life, cultivate to the realm of transformation, and even soar in the daytime, immortality. ”

"Can you soar in the daytime?, can you live forever?" Xiao Luoxue's eyes widened, and the shock in her heart could not be described in words.

"It's a pity that the drastic changes in heaven and earth have made the aura thin in today's world, and almost no one can succeed in cultivating!

"Come on, let me read this rare broken "baby" to you, the way of heaven, the loss is more than enough to make up for the deficiency, the way of man, the loss is not enough to give more than enough, the way is the way, the very way ......"

In Yi Leng's eyes, the meaning of contempt can be seen, and the Tao Sutra that others can't ask for, at this time, in Yi Leng's view, it is estimated that it is no different from bricks and tiles.

Yi Leng's thought lasted for more than half an hour, you must know that a palm-sized thing can record 8,000 words, which makes Xiao Xue feel very incredible.

Judging from the speed of Yi Leng's recitation and proficiency, it is not difficult to speculate that he has deeply imprinted all the chapters of the Taoist Sutra in his mind, and he will never forget it in this life.

Xiao Luoxue didn't understand the meaning of the Taoist Sutra at this time, but listened curiously, and saw Yi Leng's unkempt black face, with no image at all, he smiled dumbly, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his hair, which was unscathed, and was greatly surprised.

That night, the two of them lay down on a couch and fell asleep.

Because of the approaching summer vacation, Xiao Xue slept very early, and he had to recharge his energy and prepare for the final exams in order to get good grades and fulfill the wish of the flower hunter.

After a few days of walking away, there was no news, which made Xiao Baoxue's mother also anxious, her face showed a slight impatience, and she gradually began to be cold to Yi Leng. Yi Leng didn't care, and continued to go out with Xiao Luoxue, never stopping.

That year, you are a child in the clouds, I am the fence in the corner, chasing the trajectory of fate, meeting in the majestic mountains, you don't think I am cold like washing, I also snuggled up to your white hair, from then on, the deserted city is like a play, no clothes, life, obviously like a cup of bitter wine, but you borrow the years, grind it into fragrant coffee.

On this day, the final exam carefully prepared by Xiao Xue finally came.

Arriving at the classroom early, Xiao Xue calmed down his slightly excited mood, and then began to sharpen the pencil and check the tools.

He attaches great importance to the morning exams. He wants to get a good ranking and show it to the flower hunters. Before witnessing something happen, people will always have a bit of luck, and Xiao Xue is of course no exception, he resists the accident of the flower hunter from the bottom of his heart, and firmly believes that the flower hunter will turn evil into good fortune and return safely.

"8:30 to 9:40, Chinese, 20 minutes break in between, then mathematics, 10 to 11:30", Xiao Xue secretly pondered in her heart.

Some students walked in one after another, and the classroom gradually became lively, many students were sharpening their guns, and the textbooks were turning quickly, some were still early, memorizing some important texts, some were whispering, discussing how to make cheat sheets, and some were discussing where to play after the exam.

"Bell, bell, bell", with a rush of bells.

The students began to walk to their seats and sit down one by one.

Soon, the Chinese teacher walked in with a stack of test papers.

Mo is about forty, not tall, slightly thin, with a pair of big glasses, it is the Chinese teacher of Xiao Baoxue's class, and he is also the head teacher.

"Students, the final exam is about to start, before the exam, I want to say two words, everyone play hard, I don't ask you how good you are, but you must test your true level! It doesn't matter if you don't do well, you can work hard next semester! In addition, I will first assign the summer vacation homework, vocabulary, copy it 100 times! Copy the text 20 times! I hope you will pay attention to it, and take advantage of the summer vacation to make up for your homework! The class leader and the study committee member come over and send out the test papers, and the exam will start now!"

The class leader and the study committee members immediately stepped up to the podium and distributed the test papers.

Xiao Xue was the fifth to get the test paper, he opened the test paper, and did not start writing immediately, but simply went through the whole test paper, and probably counted it in his heart, so he didn't hurry and picked up the pen. He knows that he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and it is a simple truth to make a mess in a hurry and make mistakes in his busyness.

"The first big question is to read and write Chinese characters in pinyin!Well, it's not difficult!" Xiao Baoxue thought about it in her heart, and felt that it was almost over, so she buried her head and wrote, all in one go.

"The second question is fill-in-the-blank, and it's not difficult!"

Xiao Luoxue rubbed her wrist and looked up again, the head teacher was standing on the podium, her eyes scanning back and forth, left and right, and there was no sound in the classroom, only a rustle of writing.

"I love the motherland, teachers are like gardeners, and there are flowers, it's not difficult", Xiao Baoxue thought to herself, and began to write again.

After writing the second question, he checked it to make sure that there were no problems, and then continued to look down.

"The third big problem is to make sentences. ”

Doing this, Xiao Baoxue's brows are stretched, making sentences is his strength, and there are five small questions in this big question, which can be regarded as a score question.

One of the questions is like this, please use "advice" to make a sentence, Xiao Xue wrote like this, "Mom repeatedly told me to lock the door when I go out to play", so that the writing is just right and will not be deducted points.

After writing this question, Xiao Xue looked out the window and took a break by the way.

I saw that the principal was patrolling the campus with a bamboo root in his hand, and looking at the posture, he should be in their classroom soon.

Xiao Xue collected her heart and began to solve the fourth problem, synonyms and antonyms.

There is a synonym of "preference" that stumps Xiao Xue and makes him feel a headache, but it is not unsolved, it will take a little time at most.

Xiao Baoxue directly put this question aside, first went to the fifth and last question, and wrote an essay of no less than 300 words based on his own experience of learning to cook.

Reviewing the topic, paraphrasing, conceiving, polishing, transcribing, Xiao Xue recalls the writing essentials taught by the teacher, and at the same time starts the draft.

The children of the mountain people have to learn to be independent from an early age, carrying water, washing clothes, cooking, cutting rice, Yaotan Village is basically passed down from generation to generation, among which the flower hunter family is the strictest, Xiao Baoxue has been cultivated since childhood, and the cooking is not very delicious, but there is also a look, there is a taste.

Xiao Luoxue combined his cooking experience and wrote a story of "I am a little gourmet", telling his cooking experience from his own perspective, because the writing was so serious that even the principal stood behind him without noticing.

"This essay of yours is written with great emotion, and I feel your true story from it, not made up blindly and fooling people!"

Xiao Xue looked up and saw the headmaster standing beside him, with an unfathomable smile on his face. Xiao Baoxue was just about to get up, but was held down by the principal: "Take the test well! ”