In the early morning, Fang Hunter took all the guys, greeted the morning sun, took the morning dew, and set off alone again with full confidence and spirit.

In the evening, Daoist Fang dragged his knife and fork, and once again, with a battered confidence and a long shadow behind him, he returned.

Daoist Fang was in a very bad mood.

When he finished cooking and finished eating, Daoist Fang was in a bad mood.

Finally, Daoist Fang vented his anger on the Su Dao Chief, and the first quarrel broke out between the two since they met. Of course, what I want to see is that only one person on both sides of the quarrel is arguing, and the other ten sentences can't reply to half of the sentences, and they are completely at a disadvantage, but they are not in a hurry or annoyed. He just looks at you with a smile like that, without a trace of anger, leaving you helpless, speechless and powerless, and nowhere to vent your nameless fire. Occasionally give you a reply, which makes you flustered, short of breath, upset, and trembling, crying and laughing!

He's like that, what can you do?

There's no way, he's still the boss, let's go!

Daoist Fang sat on the bench and sighed and announced a truce.

The two sat on the bench face to face and began to negotiate after the war: "Boss, give me the bow in your house to use! This bow and arrow is not easy to use, and when you see something and take the bow and arrow and then put it on the string, the people will already run away! It is still the same good envoy, a hook of fingers swishing, majestic......

"Don't give. ”

"You! Why?"

"No, why. ”

"Hmph! Don't pull it down, I'll do it myself!"

The chief nodded in agreement. Daoist Fang scratched his head, and said, "Tell me, what to do?" Su Changmian was silent for a while, and said, "Still, I'll give it to you." Daoist Fang smiled when he heard this, and hurriedly found a good word and was about to praise him twice, but he didn't want him to add another sentence: "When you practice the bow, I will give you a crossbow again." "It's called an add-on, and it's called looking for something to do, and it's just as happy in vain. How can you call it bad? It's not that he has the final say! Daoist Fang shook his head again and again to express his disapproval, and argued with reason, believing that he was already a sharpshooter and didn't need to practice anymore.

"Needless to say, you only need to shoot one of the three targets, and I will be in a crossbow with you. ”

Su Dao Chang left a sentence and left.

This is a bit difficult, but one out of a hundred is about the same! Daoist Fang knew this, and was a little frustrated for a while. It's really not a little difficult, it's not an ordinary difficulty, it's difficult, it's hard, it's hard to get to the sky! Shoot 50 steps, should you shoot well? I tried 1,800 times, but there are very few of them. The trees are still like that, not to mention the wooden men and wooden horses that run and jump! What should I do? I have to think about it. How can the husband do the thing of a rooster and a dog thief? Why don't you rob it? No, this boss is not ordinary, and if you offend him, there is no good fruit to eat.

Or use the old way, go down to the river to fish and shrimp, go up to the tree to dig out birds' eggs, and lay a trap to catch rabbits. Who said that you must use a bow and arrow to hunt? Fang Hunter has as many hunting methods as the birds and beasts in this mountain, and his repeater just now is just a whim! Since that dead brain doesn't know how to change, then he has to rely on himself-

Daoist Fang returned to the firewood room and learned what Suo Suo was doing under the dim oil lamp.

The door of the dormitory chief's room was closed, and he didn't know what he was doing in the house alone.

A day passed.

It's just a very ordinary day, and there's not much to say. It was late May, and the weather was getting hotter, and Bai Yueli couldn't wear any winter clothes. The mountains are unusually cool, Daoist Fang is still wearing tattered clothes all day long, Lu Daochang's robes are still as neat as new, except for countless plants and trees that are becoming more and more lush and lush, as if nothing has changed, the mountain is still the same mountain, the water is still the same water, and the person is still the same person.

Only cicadas.

It seems that overnight, the cicadas under the trees are all over the ground, and the branches are full of cicadas, leaving the ground with dense black eyes, as many as countless stars in the sky.

Listen!

Squeak, chirp, woo, buzz, just like that endlessly day and night, screaming, saying that it is not noisy, how can it be quiet? Why are you tireless, why are you leaving a voice everywhere? Isn't it that you are also lonely, looking for the resonance of your confidant? Knowing, knowing, you are chanting the preciousness of life, you are lamenting the difficult transformation; knowing, knowing, you are looking for the partner of your life, you are looking for that hot emotion. For this short time wonderful, for this wonderful helplessness, for this helpless short and long time, for the people who love you, the people you love and the ideals in your hearts, loudly, loudly, loudly, loudly, loudly, loudly!

Got it—got it—

Knowing and knowing, the things in the world, the people in the world, everything is changing. Some are brilliant, some are ordinary, some are brilliant, some are silently giving, emotions like fire, time like water, like the withering glory of plants and trees, like the ups and downs of fate, are all changing, all changing.

For example, Daoist Fang.

Although Daoist Fang is still the same Daoist Fang, it seems that there is no change, but Daoist Fang is also making progress, and it can be said that the change is very great. For example, when I returned to that place, Daoist Fang was known for his earnestness and hard work, and he was nicknamed "Obedient Bao", scolding him, smiling at you, and beating him, he was not annoyed, and the whole person's mental outlook had undergone earth-shaking changes, and it became jaw-dropping. For another example, when he returned to this place, Daoist Fang suddenly became a coolie and hunter again, working hard every day without pay, honest and obedient, and never complained.

Of course, those who know Boss Fang know that these so-called changes are just superficial changes. As the so-called Jiangshan is easy to change his surname, the essence of Daoist Fang has not changed, he is still the naughty and lazy big child, he is a good baby, but he is just to deal with Daoist Lu, he obeys the words of Daoist Su, and it is just a temporary request. Whether it doesn't change, whether it's changing or not, whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, at least Daoist Fang understands a truth-

If you want to get it, you have to pay, and it takes a price to make your wish come true. The setbacks over the years have made the young man gradually understand that he is just an ordinary person, and the so-called genius saying, one step to the sky to become a master, grow up to become a hero overnight, and the elixir cheats fly into the sky, which is just a legendary myth.

Millennial legends, unchanging myths.

Legends are everywhere, myths are said by everyone, as mentioned earlier, the hunter sharpened his knife, prepared the rope, and was ready to lay a net to catch the stupid rabbit that went to the black. Not far from here, in the mountains and forests, there is a huge family of hares, and among the members of the family, there is also a mysterious and ancient legend.

The legend is very old, can be traced back to the new generation of the rabbit grandfather rabbit grandmother; that legend is extremely terrifying, the old rabbit sighs that the big rabbit weeps and the little rabbit is so frightened that he doesn't dare to cry; the legend is not grotesque, the speaker is convincing to the listener, and the general is like seeing it in person; the legend can be described as magical, and the reason why the rabbit family flourished and declined in those years is because of the legend passed down from generation to generation——

It's a long story, so let's not mention it for now.

It is said that recently, there has been a lot of movement in the nearby mountains, chickens and dogs jumping, making a fuss about the birds, birds, and beasts, and the hare family has also suffered from it. Although there are many thrilling dangers, and there are often thrills and dangers, there are already a few old rabbits in the family who have smelled the great crisis hidden in it, and finally they are sad, and they have repeatedly warned the juniors, be careful, be careful, be careful! Be careful, be careful! Be born as a rabbit clan, and come to the world to fight the heavens and the earth! How? How ruthless are jackals? How fierce are tigers and leopards? How good are eagle claws? How poisonous are snake teeth? How how! Countless dangers, both open and covert, have long been tempered with clever minds, strong legs and feet, and those long ears! Long ears, long ears, you should be just an ornament? As soon as the wind blows, I will slip away, and when it comes to escaping kung fu, who in the mountains can compare with me?

Don't underestimate me, have you heard of the rabbit and the eagle?

We all know that rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, so what do they eat at home every day!

While he persuaded him with good words, he didn't listen to them at all! What a bitter mouth? The old rabbit wants to say, the old rabbit is in tears, you, you, have all forgotten, that legend! You must know that the surname of the tiger and wolf is not necessarily the tiger wolf, and the minions are not as sharp as knives and guns, there is a kind of thing, which is slender and long faster than the wind, and there is another thing, which is soft and more poisonous than a snake! The danger is silent, there is no prevention, and the danger is nameless, and it is not to be deserved! Why don't you see tigers, leopards and beasts in the mountains? Why are there so few jackals in the forest? Why are there few eagles and vultures in the sky? Why do you think about the prosperity of our race? You, you, have you thought about it?

- Don't think about it, don't talk about it, the legend is heard, and it is only a legend that has been heard. The dust of the past is gone with the wind, turning into a little dust in the long river of history, he is already a thing of the past, and we, we are fearless, we are full of vitality, let him come who should come, why bother to be afraid and cower! I'm like this, you don't say it anymore, old rabbit, old rabbit, you are old, outdated, now is our world, go! Bye!

The rabbit is speechless, the rabbit is sad, the past history will repeat itself, who forgets the danger of a comfortable life?

Someday.

The sky was overcast and the weather was a hot and humid day. It's almost noon, when the wind is lazy, the trees are lazy, and the cicadas are lazy. Suddenly, a strange smell wafted from nowhere, and then filled the entire mountain forest. What kind of smell is this? fragrant and intense, mixed with the smell of burning wood, as if I had never smelled it before. The hare family was so intoxicated by this inexplicable aroma that they forgot where they were for a while. The old rabbit suddenly raised his eyes, and his gaze shot through the treetops of the deep jungle like lightning, and threw himself at the unknown place! This, this smell, isn't it?

Immediately laughter erupted, crisp and proud, speaking complex language, accompanied by sighs of satisfaction. The old rabbit was silent for a long time, and finally burst into tears! Yes, yes, he's back. The story of the legend, the man of the legend, finally came back here on this day! He has no sharp claws and steel teeth, but he can fight jackals, tigers and leopards, he has no wings to go to the sky, but he can catch birds in the clouds, you are as fast as the wind, he has the ability to chase the wind, let you be smart and alert, he has a shadowless trap! He is the legendary devil, he is the source of fear in the family for generations, he is the spirit of all things, he is the nightmare of the mountains, his name is -

Person.

This is an era when Ru Mao drank blood, and that aroma could only come from his handwriting. You don't need to see it with your own eyes, but you can see that the flaming red heat that frightened and panicked all beings and was in his hands was greedily licking through the hair and flesh! I couldn't bear to think about it anymore, and those dexterous and cold giant claws were tearing through the ripe flesh and putting them into the bloody mouth that showed the white fangs of the forest! Listen, listen, he was screaming, ho-ho-ho, it was a loud and proudly proclaimed to all beings—

I am the master here, I am the god here! here, here, here, I am the boss here, you, you, and you, you all listen to me, legends will no longer be legends, and the history books will turn a new page, just on this day, decades later.

I!again!back!come!;