Volume 1 Cangzhou Wooden House Chapter 39 A good grinding table
After reading "Spirit Road Induction Chapter" seventeen times, Su Wen felt a little tired, but at this moment it was pitch black outside the window, even if he looked at it from a distance, it was no different from closing his eyes, but fortunately he was lying on the windowsill and listening to the sound of insects in the grass outside the house.
The moonlight shines on the spring platform, there is no spring platform here, but there is a half-person high stone mill, the most common utensils of ordinary peasant households appear at this moment in the peculiarity of the inverted Qi Sect, the moonlight is sprinkled, the uneven and convex notches on the stone mill flicker, although Su Wen looks curious, but he will not be forced to go out of the house to touch it.
But he was not alone in the middle of the night, and the lazy man's room corresponded to his windowsill, when the door opened, and the figure, which was always a little lazy, swayed out of the room.
Normal people sleep for four or five hours a day to be energetic, but this lazy senior brother puts aside the time to eat, it seems that he is always sleepy-eyed, either sleeping, or on the way to sleep, if this is the other party's method of cultivating mental power, it is too unboundary, at this moment to see the other party swaying towards the stone mill, his heart is slightly happy, thinking that it is indeed not as simple as sleeping.
I saw the lazy man drunk and drunk towards the stone mill, and the next moment two hands held the wooden shaft of the turntable, and slowly rotated like a donkey.
"Is this practice?" Su asked himself, pushing and grinding seems to be more unreliable than sleeping, of course, this is only in terms of mental power, after all, mental power needs to be condensed by meditation, and sleeping is more like a deep meditation, as for what can be sharpened by pushing and grinding, a bowl of soy milk, or a head full of brutal strength.
Su Wen shook his head, ready to get closer to see clearly, at this time, another pitch-black figure rushed towards the stone mill, and the black shadow reflected on the wall was larger than the entire grinding plate, and there was an obscene movement all the time under the darkness, and naturally he closed his eyes and guessed that the person was not Li Chengran, the master of the Dispersal Qi Dao Hall.
"This pair of masters and apprentices don't sleep at night, this is the unique practice method of the Qi Scattering Dao. ”
Li Chengran tiptoed through the stone mill, walked to a corner, a pair of fat short hands groped for something, and suddenly hit a spirit after a short moment, and saw that the whole body like Roshan was relaxed, and a stench accompanied by the cold wind drifted into Su Wen's nasal cavity, and he couldn't help but scold, he is also a veritable master of the Lichen Realm, can we have a little face, what's the matter with peeing everywhere.
The night was still quiet, except that Su asked who had the kung fu to hide in the corner and watch a man push and grind, and then watch another man pee, but the latter was very alert and suddenly turned back, but his eyes fell on Mu Qiaoqiao's room, and his little eyes turned a few times, and finally he shook a few times and lifted his pants.
Li Chengran walked slowly to the lazy man, chased the other party's footwork in a circle, and gently wiped something on the other party's fairly clean robe with a fat hand, and muttered in his mouth: "Lazy man! ”
When Su Wen turned his gaze to the grinding table again, Li Chengran was already gone, worried that he was lying under Mu Qiaoqiao's window, pouting his fat ass and wanting to peep at something, but he saw the other party trotting all the way from a distance, holding an earthy yellow cloth bag in his hand.
"It's finally time to come up with something real, and I said that only by sleeping, the ghost believes that he can sleep so much mind. Su Wen smacked his lips, his eyes were almost on the windowsill, and his ass was pouted, how could this look so similar to the figure he had sketched in his mind before.
I saw Li Chengran aim the mouth of the bag at the mouth of the grinding plate, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, there was a loud collision sound, and Su Wen, who thought that there would be some panacea poured out of it, almost threw out the chair at hand after seeing the first touch of tender yellow.
The genuine soybeans in the cloth bag, and even deliberately soaked in water a few times, it was obviously prepared a long time ago, and the rotation of the stone mill was obviously not as smooth as before, but the lazy man continued to rotate without any reaction, until the pure white juice overflowed along the edge of the stone mill, and after passing through the ditches on both sides into the barrel, Su Wen's original joking idea turned out to come true, pushing and grinding can not only hone a piece of strength, but also really have soy milk.
Su Wen looked at it for a long time and finally determined one thing, the lazy man was not practicing at all, this was clearly sleepwalking, and he was even recklessly squeezed out of the labor force by his own unscrupulous master, and he suddenly felt bored, watching the senior brother turn round and round, which was more sad than reading the induction article ten times, but Li Chengran was happy to pour soybeans into the grinding plate, and the soybeans were poured black beans, and then peanuts.
"Sure enough, are all the masters like this? I always feel that it is not as reliable as Chen Maochuan. Su Wen closed the window a little helplessly, comforted himself and went to bed, although he wasted a long time, but it was also excellent to think that he could drink mellow soy milk tomorrow morning.
Early in the morning, Qigui always wakes up earlier than the sun, and when he goes out, he meets the lazy man who is back to the house, remembering the other party's thank you yesterday, and subconsciously says hello, but the other party ignores him and continues to walk towards the house.
Walking forward, he also saw the stone mill, there was bean dregs and juice overflowing on it, and he knocked his wooden fish head twice again, and the lazy senior brother got up early in the morning to grind soybean milk for himself and others, and he was really a good person, and he squinted at the glimpse of half a bag of peanuts next to the graphite, and the little servant who was always idle felt that his fingers were itchy.
However, a strange scene appeared, the invincible little servant under the spirit wrinkled his brows into a Sichuan character, but the stone mill seemed to be rooted and stuck together, no matter how he exerted his strength, it just didn't move.
"It's strange, the lazy man's thin body is moving, I still don't believe it. The little servant rolled up his sleeves, completely unaware that his body was actually thinner than the other party, his waist was straddled, and his two hands tightly grasped the wooden shaft, you must know that in terms of strength alone, he broke up Chen Maochuan's body protection qi with a stick, and broke Song Chenghe's arm with a punch, who would have thought that there was a lot of strength hidden in this body.
The little servant who seemed to be in a good posture let out a deep sigh, the green tendons on his arms rose, and a pair of light-colored leather boots stepped on the ground slightly deformed, and finally the stone mill made a crisp click sound under such brute force, and a crack spread from the center of the wooden shaft, and Qigui, who could not regain his strength, only felt that his center of gravity was crooked, and he flew out with half of the wooden shaft.
The wooden shaft snapped, but the stone mill still didn't move, which was infuriating, so I had to lift the grinding disc on it to see what the mystery was in the middle.
If it weren't for Li Chengran who happened to come back to collect the soybean milk in the wooden barrel, I was afraid that the little servant would have to pull out the ground together to stop.
"Oh, my ancestors, what are you doing, put it down for me. ”
Li Chengran ran over with a painful face, picked up half of the wooden shaft on the ground, and the bruises on his face that had not yet receded were even more iron-blue at the moment, "My thousand-year-old ironwood! It took me a whole year of hard work to make a wooden shaft! And my South China Sea Sinking Heart Stone, what is left of you kid except brute force." ”
Qigui couldn't understand the other party's mouth Uulala muttered for a while, and he didn't know what the thousand-year-old ironwood and the South China Sea Shenxin Stone were, so he patted Uncle Li on the shoulder, and said disapprerovingly: "It's a big deal, I'll compensate you for a wooden shaft! I see a lot of pines and cypresses outside, give me half a day to make exactly the same." ”
"What compensation do you take, a thousand years of iron and wood, a thousand years of understanding?
Su Wen, who was already insomnia, finally had a sense of sleepiness when the sky was white, who would have thought that his head had just hit the pillow, and he was disturbed by this ghost crying wolf howl, "What are you arguing about, Uncle Li, haven't you finished grinding your beans?"
It's just that looking at the scene in front of him seems to be very dignified, then he glanced at the little servant, and came over with his ear, Qigui explained everything clearly, but the clearer he described, the more unclear the expression on Su Wen's face became.
"And such things. ”