After Wu Song finished writing the "Immortal Text" on the stone, he admired it for a while, was very proud, and said in his heart: "If thousands of years later, there are archaeologists who discover these words, maybe it will set off a discussion in the academic community, and those experts don't know that this is actually my reckless behavior, haha!"

Wu Song went out of the valley, found a wood, fell down and went to sleep, got up early the next morning, found a willow tree by the stream, cut off the trunk, and sharpened a one-foot-square wooden board with a dagger, thinking about what kind of writing to write.

"I'm so hungry!"

His stomach growled, and he looked at the two jars of wine beside him, and it was a little unpleasant to have wine and no meat.

"By the way, it's also good to go to the creek to catch some fish and shrimp and drink wine!"

The creek is very clear, and you can see a lot of small fish and shrimp swimming, but it is not easy to catch them.

"Okay, I'll drain this stream, and see where you little ones can go?"

Wu Song used the cut willow trunk to block on both sides of the stream, intercepted a section of the stream one zhang long, and put some mud on the trunk, which even stopped the flow of water, he turned his palms into a scoop, and splashed the water outward, less than half an hour, the stream dried up, and the small fish and shrimp jumped around on the mud, drawing traces one by one.

"Well, isn't this the Book of Heaven!hahaha!"

Wu Song looked up to the sky and smiled, he grabbed one or two hundred small fish and shrimp randomly, threw them on the shore, grabbed a lump of mud and wiped it on the wooden board, painted it evenly, caught more than a dozen fish and shrimp, put them on it, and let them jump wildly, and countless traces appeared on the wooden board.

Wu Song laughed, picked up the dagger, carved it on the wooden board according to the traces left by the small fish and shrimp, and washed it with stream water, the wooden board was crooked and covered with traces like tadpoles, he was very satisfied, and admired it for a while.

"Well, by the way, it's just that the planks are too new and a little unpresentable. ”

He had an idea, and it was easy to find lime because it was full of rocks, and he dug a hole in the brook, filled it with water, added lime, put the planks in it, and let it soak slowly.

Everything was in order, a fire was made, a dozen wicker sticks were used to string small fish and shrimp into strings, and they were inserted next to the fire, and then they stripped naked, jumped into the stream, and took a beautiful bath.

When he came up, the fish and shrimp had been baked crispy, he split his right palm twice, and the mud of the two jars of bamboo leaves was removed, and he hurriedly sent the wine jar to his mouth, and drank a big sip, it was really fragrant and sweet, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a good wine, the wine is not strong, sweet and delicious, it's just right to eat fish and shrimp!"

The fish and shrimp in the creek are also very delicious, and the fatigue of the past few days and the misunderstanding of the villagers have disappeared because of this delicious meal.

After eating the fish and shrimp, the two jars of wine were also drunk, Wu Song scooped up the wooden plank, the color became very dull, he wiped it vigorously with the grass next to the stream, and suddenly it looked like an ancient tree.

Wu Song slept beside the stream, and did not get up until the evening, quietly climbed up the stone mountain, went around to the round stone, looked down, and saw that the valley was dotted with stars, it turned out that incense and candles were lit everywhere, and the people who quarried knelt on the ground, and they were all praying sincerely.

Wu Song was very proud, he couldn't help laughing, and suddenly his heart was stunned: "The ancients closed their eyes and ears, and many things could not be explained, so they shirked it to the ghosts and gods, and the same is true for the attack on me yesterday." ”

"The strategy I used tonight is also to use ghosts and gods, it seems that ghosts and gods may not have them, but they can be very effective, more effective than any force, "Water Margin" said that one hundred and eight heroes are stars in the sky, and Song Jiang is the host. ”

"And there is a book of heaven as evidence, no one can know the words on the book of heaven, even if the words I wrote with fish and shrimp can be said to be a book of heaven, it is the same as the book of heaven on Liangshan. ”

"The second mountain master of Liangshan is Chao Gai, he is a hero, why can't he be the host, but let a Song Jiang who can't write or martial arts do it, I'm afraid there is a bit of a clue in this!"

Wu Song had this thought in his heart, so he kept it firmly in his heart, thinking that if he really had the opportunity to go to Liangshan in the future, he would definitely pay attention.

In the valley, Lord Zhong bathed and changed his clothes early, changed into official clothes, and the wizard also put on the most solemn magic robes, he burned incense and candles, stared closely at the footprints on the stone, and waited for the book of heaven to appear, immediately stepped forward to snatch it, and recited it loudly, don't give the night wandering god the first place.

He was silently reciting Wu Song's book of heaven in his heart for a day, he thought that people made a living, and he remembered many Taoist classics.

"Lord Zhong, I will recite the Book of Heaven later, and I will ask you to write it down on yellow paper. ”

Lord Zhong was very happy to hear this, he was able to do something for the gods, and his ancestors remembered, and hoped that Taishang Laojun would know and make his road to promotion smoother.

Wu Song looked up at the moon, the moon had already climbed for half a day, he stuffed the wooden plank into the crack in the stone, stuffed the grass on both sides to fix it, and raised his right foot in the moonlight.

In his heart, he thought about how to speak, and let the people below dodge, otherwise, the cobblestone would roll down, and countless deaths and injuries would be borne.

"The barefoot fairy has appeared!"

Suddenly, there was a shout halfway up the mountain, everyone recognized Shao Feixiang's voice, and was about to look up, only to see a foot the size of a hill stepping on the top of his head, panicking everyone and leaving no owner.

Shao Fei wanted to laugh wildly in the middle of the mountain: "You stupid people, you don't dodge when you see the immortal feet of the great immortals, do you want to step on something?"

When everyone heard this, they all felt that it made sense, and they scattered one after another, kneeling on both sides, Wu Song was happy in his heart, and he didn't know why Shao Fei wanted to know his plan, anyway, his reprimand was just right at the right time.

The wizard originally thought that the Book of Heaven would appear on the stone, but at this moment, when he saw the big feet of the barefoot immortal stepping down from the mountain, he was shocked: "If I dodge and the Book of Heaven appears, wouldn't it be slower than the Night Wandering God, what should I do?"

But seeing that everyone was scattered, he had no choice but to trample to death before the Book of Heaven appeared, so he had to dodge aside.

Wu Song saw that everyone was dodging, took a breath, faced the night wind, and said loudly: "I am a barefoot immortal, I have been ordered by the Supreme Dao Ancestor to pass down the Book of Heaven to save you ignorant people!"

He knew that he couldn't say too much, and the simpler it was, the more mysterious and the more profound the speculation became.

Wu Song's right foot kicked the stone, and the cobblestone had been shaking on the top of the mountain for thousands of years, and today Wu Song's kick made it leave its original position.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain heard the rumbling sound, like the gods in anger, and they kept kowtowing, praising the gods in their mouths.

The wizard was empty in his heart, knowing that the book of heaven was related to the cobblestone that had rolled down, and his eyes were staring closely, and boom, the cobblestone hit the stone, broke in half, and half of it rolled into the canal, knocking a big boat through a hole, and one flew towards the barracks, just in time to destroy Lord Zhong's tent.

Frightened Lord Zhong's heart: "It was the gods who were furious, and it was also because of my piety that I got the revelation and left the camp, otherwise the consequences would be terrible!"

The wizard saw carefully, and a wooden plank flew out of the broken stone, and he did not care about the danger, and immediately rushed forward, he was worried that the night wanderer would be one step ahead of him, and when he held the plank in his hand, his heart calmed down, and where was there time to pay attention to whether the plank was new or old.

He jumped on the stone, held up the Book of Heaven, and said aloud: "Today, I have been inspired by the Supreme Dao Ancestor and know the Book of Heaven, so I will read it to you, and you need to record it well!" 8910