Chapter 12: First knife

"Not counting birds and beasts. Even the flowers and trees here are alive. Have you seen them?"
Bei Shi took Chang'an through the small courtyard and walked into the forest behind. There was a strange plant growing there. There was no difference between the branches and ordinary trees, but from a distance, it seemed that water was flowing over the trees. It was leathery, and when I walked in, I saw that there was a transparent pattern on the trunk, and it was flowing quickly without stopping for a moment, dazzling.
"I've seen it." Beishi Buzi was very big and didn't wait for Chang'an deliberately. The child had to chase behind him with a running belt and said, "There is a big flower that eats me."
Bei Shi stepped back, raised his eyebrows and looked at Chang'an, who had neither arms nor short legs, and wondered: "Then how did it spit you out?"
Chang'an raised his chest proudly and replied, "I made a hole in it."
"..." Bei Shi was amused by his small appearance, rubbed it on his bird's nest-like head, and laughed, "Yo, you're still a little wolf cub-let me see, you What a skill. "
He took the small knife with two palms from Chang'an and waved it backhand against a branch. From the bottom to the top, the angle was almost perpendicular to the ground, and then a light sound. The branch was cut off by him. Shi reached out to catch it, and a refreshing aroma emerged from the small branch, and it was really watery.
"This tree is called agar tree, which means 'the agar tree is inside.' The cut branches are dried to dry. The meat on the inner layer of the bark can be burned and eaten. The taste is very delicious, but the outer layer is hard and abnormal. Fire protection is a good material for building a house. "Bei Shi passed the branch under Changan's nose and asked," want to try it? "
Chang'an didn't tamper with it. When he smelled the scent was too long to work, he went up immediately and wanted to taste it with his hand. Who knew that his mouth hadn't touched a little bark, the branch was released under his nose. In a circle, it was like a puppies, it was taken again, and I drank it.
Chang'an: "..."
Bei Shi gave a "ha" in a comfortable voice, bowed his head, and found that the little wolf cub was looking at him with hateful eyes, as if he got unlimited entertainment from it, and laughed: "If you want to drink, do it yourself, wait for you I ’ve cut enough branches, and I'll build a shed for you, otherwise you'll let me sleep on the roof. "
Chang'an rubbed his teeth against him, took the knife, and chopped it the branch without thinking, but with a bang, the blade broke out, leaving no trace on the branch.
Chang'an stunned for a moment, then took out the endless cut of his cannibal flower, either you or my death, and chopped several knives against the acacia tree, and soon panted.
Bei Shi looked at him with interest.
Although men have been reluctant to contact the crowd for many years, they also know what kind of temperament these small children have-no matter what they are doing, whether they succeed or fail, they will subconsciously look back at the adults around them. Sometimes it is asking for praise, sometimes it is grieving for help.
But Chang'an doesn't, all his mind seems to have been attracted to the tree that can't be cut, completely forgetting that there is a personal presence around him.
Bei Shi suddenly reached out and pinched the back of the knife.
"The branches of the agar tree are harder than the steel of the forge." Bei Shi said, "no matter how great your skill is, it is impossible to break a stone with an egg-but its branches can be cut. Do you know why this is? "
Changan glanced at him puzzledly.
Bei Shi said flatly: "Because anything in this world, from the moment it is born, no matter how strong it is, it will also have its inherent weaknesses. Everything is in harmony with each other, and you cannot mess with it. God will not give birth to a world. Nothing can be tolerated, which is why there is only one blade, but it is indestructible-as long as you can find the weakness of the other party. "
"Watch carefully." Bei Shi said here, pinching Chang's small hand from behind, Chang An felt the irresistible force from the man's hand, and waved the blade with his hand.
The change in feel made him immediately understand that the branch was cut.
However, as Bei Shi's movements slowed down, the knife in his hand could no longer be moved up an inch, stuck between the ordinary branches that had been cut off, and the sap with the fragrant fragrance dripped all over the place. .
Bei Shi went on to say: "The lines on the agar tree are its weakness. Only when you catch the texture change at that moment and cut down along it can you cut off the branches, but you also have only a momentary opportunity. If you The knife is not fast enough. If it fails to pierce the whole branch before the next change in its texture, the knife edge will be stuck inside, do you understand? "
Chang'an heard it, but his face was confused. He asked half-understandably, "Everything has weaknesses, and does the sword have weaknesses?"
Bei Shi smiled and let go of his hand, and wiped away the dirty dust on the child's face, saying, "The knife is like you, cub, there are weaknesses all over the body, and it breaks with a slight stab in your hand. But then what? Everyone shivered where the blade pointed. "
Chang'an planed and asked, "Why is that?"
"You won't understand." Bei Shi was silent for a while, and felt unable to explain clearly, so he didn't say it.
A man is like a moody man, and talking, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He knocked on the back of Changan's head, and even said indifferently: "Unless you have made your own knife-you start from Now we are cutting down trees. When will the branches cut down be enough to build a wooden house, and when can we move to the house? Before the house is not built, we must not go out of my yard or go out of the forest, otherwise Life and death conceit, do you hear me? "
After he said this, he turned around with his hands and returned to his own cabin, regardless of Chang'an.
With Changan's eyesight, staring at the fast-moving lines on the tree, it took a while to stare.
Bei Shi only told him that the knife should be fast, but he didn't tell him. In fact, the speed of the knife was still on a "force", with Chang'an's thin and thin wrists, even if he was talented, and kept up with the Qiongjiang tree pattern. Change, it is impossible to wave such a fast knife.
In fact, Bei Shi still didn't really want to teach him, and planned to use this method to make this little guy out of trouble-learn the knife, and speak lightly, he was a sub-beast, and was born without the power to control this weapon.
There are always some things that are limited by talent, even if he really does. After ten or twenty years, those heavy blades will sooner or later crush his wrists and cause irreparable injuries to his bones. Originally a short-lived appearance, who is this competition?
In Bei Shi's opinion, this little thing is not for survival, it is for death.
It's a pity that he was born a little wolf, but forgot to grow his minions, how far can he go?
One afternoon passed, and the acacia trees were taken for granted, as if no scars were left on the surface of the branches flowing through the water. The palms of Chang'an had been worn a long time ago, and the arms had been swollen completely. Stained his own nosebleed, but he wiped it off casually and didn't care.
Chang'an actually had no consciousness. The knife in his hand was bounced back by the hard bark. He stepped under his feet and sat on the ground with his buttocks.
Chang'an couldn't breathe, his chest seemed to be blocked by cotton, and his temples jumped abruptly, jumping to the ground in front of his eyes, and there was a slight fishy smell in his dry coughing throat, and he felt that one of his fingers was also Can't lift it up.
He sat on the ground for a moment and looked up at the indestructible Qiongzhi tree in front of him.
Changan, who was more than seven years old, thus encountered a tree, the first enemy he seemed to be invincible in his fate.
He felt some despair beyond his sight.
Bei Shi stood silently behind Chang'an and poured a glass of water for him.
This boy did not give up for a whole afternoon, in fact has exceeded the expectations of Beiji, but it seems that he will soon give up.
At a glance, you can be scared by a determined adult, not to mention such a small mind. Leave him for ten days and a half months, and make him fatter, just for the sake of the deceased's descendants, and send him down the mountain to forget, Bei Shi shook his head, squatted beside Changan, watching him sip water , Picked up his knife, turned upside down in his hands, thought he was kind and tempting, and said, "Little cub, why do you have to learn the knife? Didn't the person who took care of you tell you, like you Beast, if you want to live well, is it better to learn a craft? "
This remark stabbed Chang'an's sadness, and he gave Bei Shi a severe glance without saying a word.
Bei Shi bounced softly on his head: "Ask you, little cub, respect for the stronger person than you."
"Zheyan wants me to be a carpenter." Chang'an's voice was already dumb, and he couldn't even hear the child's unique clarity.
"Isn't the carpenter good?" Bei Shi asked strangely, "how did you run away?"
"I didn't run." Chang'an tilted his head, avoiding the paw that liked to make trouble on his head, and said frankly, "The carpenter's wife poisoned Zheyan, and I burned their entire family. The local carpenter went. "
Bei Shi: "..."
The man stared at him for a long time before stuttering and asking, "You ... what did you say? You burned their entire family?"
"Hmm!" Chang'an didn't feel guilty of the murderer and admitted without hesitation.
Bei Shi frowned, his expression stern, and said coldly, "Even if you take revenge, and the patriarchs and elders are the masters, how can you just kill people casually? Besides, the killing is not the point, it is the sea of ​​deep revenge, and there is no room for destruction. The truth is, you kid have been so vicious since you were a kid. What happens when you grow up? "
Chang'an said bluntly: "The carpenter said bad things about Zhe Yan in the back and did bad things to Zhe Yan. His wife poisoned Zhe Yan, shouldn't I avenge it? What are the patriarchs and elders? Why do they want them to be the masters? ? "
Bei Shi responded to such an unreasonable dead child. He wanted to raise his hand to give him a slap, but he was afraid that his hand would be lost for a moment, and then he was beaten to death. Then he raised his slap and put it down unnaturally. Hengmei said with an eyebrow: "Fart! People of a tribe live together, naturally, there are rules. Would the patriarch and elders give you justice?"
Chang'an jumped up from the ground, forgetting the previous teaching of Bei Shi's "respecting those who are stronger than you", and loudly said, "Zheyan can't live anymore, shouldn't the person who killed him should die?"
For many years no one dared to jump and growl in front of his face, Bei Shi couldn't help but pause, looking at the little thing with a claw in front of him.
Changan ’s lips were a little bluish—it seemed to have overworked him all afternoon, but he did not reduce his momentum, pointed at Bei Shi ’s nose and said,
Zhe Yan told me that there is grace and revenge, do I have it? Fairness, isn't the hatred gone? Can you be lazy? What use is fairness to me? The person who is poisoned is not me, what is it for me? "
Bei Shi suspects that the little wolf cub doesn't understand what it means to be "fair."
He might not even write a hyphen.
Changan grabbed a small knife, yelled, and rushed again on the agar tree, opened it up, and cut it desperately, as if the agar tree was his lord, Bei Shi almost suspected that he would keep the bark with his teeth. Go bite.
Bei Shi thought for a while, suddenly laughed and asked, "'Revenge is gracious, revenge is revenge' ... You little cub has some meaning, then you talk about it, you do n’t go to someone to revenge, find What do I learn about knives? "
"Learning is not a knife. You have to listen to others when you do anything. How do you repay your gratitude and your enmity?"
Bei Shi didn't expect that he could hear such a word from Changan's mouth, and he almost looked at the cub.
In the vast continent, the craft is not heavy either? Nature is important, but why should we respect the orcs who can transform? Isn't it because they are strong, they have the power to fight, can they survive better in this weak and strong northern continent?
Whoever is powerful is the master. The weak do not have the right to dominate themselves. This is actually the only rule between heaven and earth.
Fair and cruel.
Man can be an animal ... Man can be an animal ...
Bei Shi laughed at himself-wasn't it the same thing?