Chapter 2
[This book changes two times a day, one chapter at noon, one chapter at night]
Chapter 1 【Toward the Outside World】
When I started, Xia Leiming had a headache for this old guy's evaluation.
Given that he is not a very good cultural level, he only knows that "creative" seems to be a kind of praise evaluation, but "dead eyes" seem to be a bad word.
The old guy is very irresponsible for Xia Leiming's culture and education. The simple degree only allows Xia Leiming to barely recognize 80% of the old books left by the old guy. As for the characters that can be understood, not more than half.
Even if this is the case, the old guy forbids Xia Leiming from looking at his collection of books, for which Xia Leiming did not suffer from the old guy's stick. Only when the old guy drank too much and fell asleep secretly turned out to take a look.
Some of the things in the book are mostly words similar to "cavalry", "turn in", "detour" and "enclosing". Otherwise, it is what kind of combat plan, how much weight and how to transport, and various terrain soldiers. Methods, beach battles, plain battles, canyon ambush, etc.
At the beginning, Xia Leiming thought these were war stories, just like the legendary battle stories told by the downcast bards in the town. But then he saw some differences. At least, the content of the old guy's collection is definitely not as exciting as those stories told by the bard, and it can even be said to be boring.
Xia Xia Leiming had the courage to ask the old guy twice, but the first time, the old guy swollen his head with a stick for three days. The second time, the old guy was drunk. Instead of knocking on his head, he kicked him and stared at him with a few words. "When Lao Tzu led the army, if I met you like this, it was disobedient. The kid, it was already chopped ... "
Well, according to this old man with a mouthful of grotesque words, he was not only "a once" a famous swordsman on the mainland, but even "a once" a general with a soldier.
Really?
At least, Xia Lei Ming knew that a general would never even drink alcohol. The old guy can only drink the cheapest rye wine, which is not only spicy but also with a sour taste. Moreover, this little money is still deducted from the teeth.
"If he is a general, then I will be the emperor of the empire." This is the conclusion of Xia Leiming.
But ... about the evaluation of his axe, did the old guy boast or scold himself?
Fortunately, he doesn't have to have a headache anymore.
Because one day after saying this, the old guy died.
In his own words, he died very "creatively".
When Xia Yalei went to chop firewood and came back, he saw the old guy lying on the ground and had no breath. He was dead on the road-crawling down from the bed, to the cupboard where the bottle was placed. Unfortunately, he was too old and too weak to reach the halfway point before he died. When he was dying, his hand reached the direction of the wine cabinet.
From this point of view, the old guy is a very personal person, even the way of death, his personality is a mess. Because the old guy didn't know that the wine bottle on the cabinet was already empty-there wasn't even a drop of wine there.
Xi Xia Lei Ming buried the old guy.
I was buried in their humble, leaky house, and found a depression in the back of the hillside, dug a pit, and filled some soil and stones. However, while setting up the monument, Xia Leiming encountered a problem-it is ridiculous that for so many years, he did not even know the name of the old guy.
Before he was eight years old, he called him "Dad". After eight years old, he called him "Old guy". As for the old guys in the town, he called him "Old Drunk" and "Old Bastard".
I sat in front of the grave for a night, and Xia Lei sighed, chopped a piece of wood, and carved a crooked line on it:
"The old fellow is buried here. May his soul rest in peace."
He ran to the town and sold the most valuable thing in the house-the broken axe, changed three copper plates, and used these three copper plates for a bottle of wine.
Three copper plates and one bottle of wine are undoubtedly the most "upscale" wine Xia Leiming has bought in so many years.
But he poured this bottle of wine on the old man's grave, and watched the wine flow into Mud Li, but he didn't drink it.
When it was dawn, Xia Leiming, who was full of frost, finally stood up. He stood in front of the grave, looking at the wooden sign, and there was something unclear in his eyes.
"Well, old guy, you're gone. Now I'm alone."
Uh ...
The first problem to be solved is to feed your belly.
Although he can be regarded as a professional hunter. No, it is not even an exaggeration to say that he can be regarded as the best hunter within a few hundred miles nearby.
At the age of thirteen, he went up the hill to chop firewood alone, and with a broken axe in his hand, he chopped a hungry bloodthirsty wolf-this kind of wolf is a low-level Warcraft that lives on the wildfire field and is under attack When it goes down, its fur can even become harder than the turtle shell, its teeth can bite off the hunter's spear, and it is agile.
Alas, Xia Leiming cut off the wolf's head with just one ax.
A light axe.
In fact, at the time, only 13-year-old Xia Leiming was scared to urinate his pants. When the wolf rushed to himself, he almost lost his consciousness, but instinctively practiced the posture thousands of times in ordinary times. Split out the axe in his hand.
Then ... he felt a cavity of hot blood splashing on his face. When he opened his eyes, there was a wolf head with a fangs and a grin on the ground in front of him. It broke from the neck and the wolf was on his body. Behind.
In the face of this scene, it took him a long time to return to God, and then he was excited.
It turns out ... I'm so powerful already? !!
After Xun Ke carried the wolf corpse back, when he told the old guy about it, the old guy was still very unhappy. There are two reasons for his unhappiness. The first is: "You have been practicing for so long. If you can't even kill a little fart wolf, you just find a piece of tofu and run into it."
第二 And the second sentence is the real reason for the old guy's anger:
"You idiot, you know, don't know, split the wolf's head, the wolf's fur is worthless !! Originally, this wolf skin could be exchanged for two silver coins, enough for us to drink for three months! Now we can only buy at most Less than a tenth of the price !!! "
The old guy is right.
At that time, when Xia Yaleiming carried the wolf back to the town, many people were interested to ask for the price, but as soon as he saw the damaged wolf skin, no one asked for it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
As a result, the wolf skin could not be sold until the end. Xia Leiming simply made a skin coat for himself, and wolf meat, he and the old guy ate for several days.
Alas ... can't think of wolf meat anymore.
Although the flesh of the bloodthirsty wolf is hard to eat and has a sour smell, it is still a kind of irresistible torture for Xia Leiming, who is hungry for a day and night and still freezes all over.
However, Xia Leiming still decided not to go up the mountain to hunt.
He doesn't want to be a hunter.
The young man always has a lot of fantasies. He wants to go out and make a break.
At least ... In his opinion, finding a job as a helper in the town is always better than living in the mountains like a old guy.
I went to the town, looking for a job, even as a messenger in a car dealership. Maybe, with my strength, I can be seen by that mercenary regiment as a low-level obedient.
Even though his stomach was so hungry and his hands and feet were cold, Xia Leiming thought with pride.
Without the axe with the usual portable weapon, Xia Leiming found the black stern fire fork in the hearth and inserted it into the belt, wearing the wolf leather robe that had broken through several holes, and the soles of the shoes were already fast The worn sandals went down the mountain with hope in my heart.
This is the first step for Xia Leiming to go outside!
According to the legends of those bards, it should be called "the wheel of history begins to turn."
However, when our protagonist walked down the mountain, not only did he not have any **** "wheels", even his shoes were worn out, and at the same time, he was dizzy and hungry.
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