Chapter 8 Sharing is a virtue
Very messy and noisy.
"There are less than ten days left. Brother Song, can you still sit in the school and listen once?"
Someone tried to put his arm around his shoulder with a smile, but Song Ming's originally lazy brows slightly narrowed and he dodged sideways.
"I heard that Brother Song had already passed the root bone test, but he had a special training method that we still can't figure out. I hope you can give me some advice..."
"It's not that his method is special, it's that he has great talent. The elders have personally evaluated him. We can only wait for Brother Song to enter the inner sect to give us some guidance."
The words around him became more direct and the purpose became clearer, and Song Ming's brows slowly frowned.
"Brother Song said yesterday that he had something to do. Are you free today? We can go meditate together and share our experiences. Maybe we can make a breakthrough before the test."
The sounds in his ears began to become gradually blurred, and he could not hear the content clearly. He just felt it was noisy. The hand hanging by his side tapped the jade pendant lightly. He paused for a moment, raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and finally said, "Get lost..."
"Song Ming."
Just as the words were about to come out of his throat, he vaguely heard someone calling his name. Song Ming looked in the direction where the voice came from, and just in time a hand squeezed out from the crowd.
A thin hand, the sleeve was squeezed up, half of the arm could be seen, and then I met a pair of familiar eyes.
Using one hand to explore the way, Lin Zhusheng successfully broke through the crowd after climbing out of the window. He turned around and apologized to his fellow disciple who was squeezed next to him, and finally reached the center.
He did not retract his outstretched hand. He jumped straight towards his good fellow disciple, grasped his arm with one hand, and stood in front of him with a smile on his face. He said to the others, "I'm sorry, I can't do it today. He has made an appointment with me to do something very important together this afternoon."
Whenever he smiled, he looked genuine, with clear, bright eyes - there was no sign that he was talking nonsense. Feeling a grip that was neither light nor heavy, Song Ming lowered his head and looked at the hand that was holding his arm. Then his gaze moved upwards to the face of the person who was talking nonsense in a serious manner, and then moved away.
Suddenly, a completely stranger appeared. The people around him couldn't recognize who he was after a long time. They had no impression of him at all. They were stunned for a moment and could only turn their puzzled eyes to the person who had not spoken much.
Song Ming lowered his eyes, and happened to meet the eyes that were raised quietly and winked at him. He couldn't help laughing and said casually, "That's what happened."
Since someone else got there first, the others could only disperse with regret and talk again next time they had the chance.
Lin Zhusheng pulled his good fellow disciple and easily broke through the crowd. At the end, he waved and said goodbye politely to those who stayed there, not giving them any chance to reduce their favorability.
The crowd dispersed and the wind blew away the noise.
Song Ming was taken away, and the crowd behind him gradually became farther and smaller. He took a step forward with his long legs and walked side by side with the person in front of him. He finally chose to ask out loud among the crowd of people talking: "Where did you just come from?"
Looking back in the direction of his fellow disciples, Lin Zhusheng loosened his hand, gave a thumbs up and said, "I climbed out from the window."
It’s convenient and fast, and you don’t have to take a long detour.
Song Ming opened his drooping eyes slightly and said, "In front of the Master?"
Lin Zhusheng nodded, smiled, and said, "It seems urgent for you."
He didn't take the window climbing incident seriously at all. He just climbed out of the window, not stepped over the master's head. When the Master saw him climbing through the window, his favorability didn't drop, it even increased, and his acceptance level was very high.
[Song and Ming favorability +10 (45/100)]
This person's favorability also increased.
--wrong.
He thought it was an increase of 1, but upon closer inspection he discovered that the tens digit seemed to have changed. Lin Zhusheng then discovered that it was a double-digit increase. He was shocked and quickly glanced at his fellow disciples next to him. He didn't understand where this favorability came from.
45 favorability is equivalent to the stage of relationship when you were students and could go home together after school, have a meal and chat without any awkwardness.
The road ahead was down the mountain. He scratched his head in confusion and said, "Let's stop here. I have to go down the mountain to complete the mission."
The previous lie was so far-fetched, but he couldn't really take people to do the task in the afternoon, as that would be pure exploitation of labor.
Song Ming glanced at the direction to go back, without moving his feet, and lowered his head and asked: "Can I go with you?"
OK.
The labor force was eager to be free labor, and Lin Zhusheng had no reason to refuse. He went down the mountain with his good fellow disciples. After going down the mountain, he found the place allocated for him by the sect under the guidance of a dedicated person.
“…”
Standing in front of the lush forest, Laborer Song finally realized that the target was not the flowers and plants under the woods, but the standing trees that were as thick as two people hugging each other, and there was more than one tree.
The area visible to the naked eye is the mission area.
He glanced at the thick tree trunk, then turned around to look at the man standing next to him holding an axe thicker than his arm. For a moment, he had no idea why this man, who looked so frail at first glance, accepted this task.
Lin Zhusheng didn't have any ideas. He simply wanted free wood, and he even got free wood for a fee. He felt that he had made a huge profit, so he dragged his axe and started working with great enthusiasm.
Technology changes life and capabilities benefit mankind. Although there are no new-age chainsaws, the world of cultivation has other means. The axes provided by the sects have two small things similar to formations drawn on them. It is effortless to pick them up, and a large gap can be cut out with just a little force.
At this rate, we should be able to go home before nightfall, especially since our good fellow student is really willing to be a free laborer. He asked the manager for an axe, weighed it in his hand like a small toy, and walked towards us.
Before anyone approached, Lin Zhusheng asked the kitten, "By the way, what do you need to repair the kitchen counter?"
Since I have decided to make a wooden box, I might as well repair the cooking counter at the same time. Putting aside the practicality, at least the room will look a lot more beautiful.
Although Master Lin himself lives a very rough life, he has high requirements for the comfort of his living environment.
The kitten landed on the grass and said, "It will take 20 stones, 6 pieces of wood, and 1 fire crystal."
Stones and wood can be obtained from here. I have seen fire crystals in a commercial street halfway up the mountain. The price is quite reasonable. Lin Zhusheng took note of it and decided to buy one next time he passes by.
Song Ming came over, a tall man, lazy and with a bit of indescribable idleness. If you ignore the axe in his hand, he looks decent.
LV3 is worthy of being LV3. Master Lin needs to swing his axe more than ten times to knock down a tree, but he can do it in just two or three strokes.
"boom--"
The big tree fell down with a loud bang, and the ground shook twice. The AAA amateur tree fellers, who always gave full emotional value, applauded Master Song warmly and expressed their admiration from the bottom of their hearts.
He clapped very seriously, his eyes wide open like bells. Song Ming clenched his fists and pressed them against his lips, with the corners of his mouth raised.
Laughed again. This person really has a low sense of humor.
It was completely different from how he stood with the others today. Finally remembering what happened before, he said whatever came to his mind and asked directly: "Why didn't you just reject those people before?"
An axe stood on the tree stump. Song Ming supported the axe handle with one hand and said with a sidelong glance: "Maybe it's because I don't want to make a mistake."
He had a good family background, and there were only two kinds of people around him. One kind wanted to make a breakthrough from him and establish connections with the family - after all, except for him, the other disciples were all in the inner gate center of the big sect and were difficult to contact at ordinary times; the other kind was like today, who knew that his own strength was not enough to enter the inner or outer gate, but did not want to give up his path of cultivation, so he wanted to take some unorthodox ways.
It was not easy to refuse something like this explicitly. If his meaning was misinterpreted and the news got back, he might not be able to stay here anymore.
"?"
It sounds like an image of a reserved and honest person who doesn't cause trouble. But if he saw the lip movements correctly, Lin Zhusheng felt that this person seemed to want to say "get lost" to others today.
Because you are worried about being misunderstood, you really don't want to give anyone a chance to misunderstand you...
After thinking for a while, he decided to skip this topic and suggested, "What about going directly through the outer gate?"
As long as you enter the outer gate, you will have basically no intersection with the current environment, and these things will not happen.
Song Ming did not answer immediately, but asked: "Are you going to the outer gate?"
This person has been reading a book these past two days. If there is no urgent need, someone who is so disgusted with studying would not take the initiative to touch the book.
Lin Yanxue nodded decisively and said, "It should be more interesting to go in than to be a menial disciple."
The most important thing is that he has his own small yard, so he can farm freely and satisfy his desire to be a cyber farmer, which is the most important thing.
“…Interesting.”
Song Ming rested his hands on the axe handle, raised his drooping eyebrows slightly, and said, "Perhaps it is indeed quite interesting."
The chat ended here. There was still a piece of trees to be cut down, and Master Lin, who was very eager to get a reward, started working hard again.
Two people worked together, and the good fellow student was very loyal and helped from beginning to end. When it was still daylight, the designated area was processed.
The last tree fell. Song Ming watched the man next to him put the axe aside, quickly jumped into the bushes, bent down and collected all the scattered trees on the ground into a small pocket hanging on his waist, just like a farmer who was enjoying a bumper harvest.
The small pocket had to bear too many things, and it even seemed that some stones had been thrown into it.
……Stone?
He couldn't help but look for too long. The spirited farmer Lin in the distance noticed his gaze, turned his head and looked over, his eyes meeting his exactly.
“…”
After staring at each other for two seconds, the hardworking farmer seemed to suddenly realize something and asked loudly, "Do you want wood too?"
He waved his hand and said generously, "If you want, I can give you half!"
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