It was sunset when Liu Xiu returned to the mountains, and he had left the matter behind Linbian Village. As he said, the water wheel was just a slaughter on his way to pick up the book.

Not to mention, this feeling of doing good deeds is really good, especially the sincere gratitude of the villagers makes people happy physically and mentally. For Liu Xiu himself, this feeling is even more fulfilling than trampling evil people under his feet...

In the bamboo building, Liu Xiu looked at the books occupying half of the room and looked out the window again. He must have a special bookshelf tomorrow...

The next morning, Liu Xiu finished his usual routine and started to work on bookshelf. He had made bookshelf before, and he became very busy this time.

The materials were drawn from the old bamboo in the bamboo forest not far away, and the bookshelf was ready in one day.

The bookshelf is two meters high and 5 meters high, occupying the length of one wall, and is divided into six layers.

When placing books, Liu Xiu was old and was troubled by the fact that the books were placed on the bookshelf in turn according to the size and thickness of the books. After finishing, he looked particularly pleasant.

Looking at the neatly arranged bookshelf, Liu Xiu touched his chin and thought, and always felt that something was missing.

After pondering for a while, he patted his forehead. The mountains were damp and he had to pay attention to the moisture-proof problem of books. Otherwise, the books would not take much time and would become damp and moldy, and might even rot.

The current conditions are limited, so Liu Xiu can only use local materials to make desiccant to prevent moisture from books.

He picked up a lot of firewood and lit it. After the firewood burned out, Liu Xiu used small bags sewn from the cloth he bought last year to fill the wood ash, packing them one by one, putting them behind the bookshelf. In this way, although the moisture-proof effect was not very good, it was barely enough.

Of course, the best thing is to move out the books every few days and then post them. There is no hurry, so I will talk about it later.

After finishing all this, the book affairs can come to an end for the time being. In the future, you just need to slowly read and remember the contents in the book in your mind. After laying the basic theoretical knowledge, Liu Xiu will try to put it into practice, but that is all for the future.

Under the moonlight, Liu Xiu sat on the bamboo house terrace and drank tea and watched the hazy lake and mountains.

The mountains are quiet and not disturbed by the outside world. Time flies very quickly. Before I knew it, it has been almost ten days since Liu Xiu came back from a trip. It is not like outside. If it is not done well in one day, many things will happen.

"The water pavilion will start to be built tomorrow, but it can only be carried out during the day. If the neighbors are going to come out to practice at night, they will probably be beaten if they are busy by the lake and disturb it..."

Looking at the direction of the lake, Liu Xiu was thinking about what was next.

At this time, the giant python in the lake appeared in the lake facing the moon, and the moon was shrouded in its body and exuded hazy light. In this state, it not only did not look hideous at all, but had a holy beauty.

When did it start practicing the moon inhalation? Maybe it started very early, but I didn’t pay attention to it during the first time I came here.

Think about it, at the beginning, I was busy living, building tools and bamboo houses. I was so tired every day that I had time to think about other things like a dog?

Sleeping, start creating a water pavilion tomorrow...

After taking a last look at the neighbors in the lake, Liu Xiu went back to the house to sleep.

But what Liu Xiu didn't notice was that when he turned around, he looked at Yue's giant python as if nothing had happened, and once again showed a humanized expression, with a bit of cunning in his heart, and seemed to be looking forward to it. You didn't notice anything...

A few days ago, when Liu Xiu was planning the drawings of the water pavilion, he measured the water level of the lotus by the lake. The lotus grew in an area near the edge of the lake, and it was quite large, but the deepest part was less than four meters. The bottom of the water was mud, which was very convenient for him to build the water pavilion.

Liu Xiu's plan was that the material used in the aisle and water pavilion was bamboo. Fortunately, the bamboo building not far away was quite large, so it could be described as a small sea of ​​bamboo. He was not afraid of using too much material to destroy the bamboo forest.

In fact, it is also a blessing that he cut down a lot of old bamboo in the past year. This year there are much more bamboo shoots in the bamboo building than last year...

The water level in the area where the lotus is located is only four or five meters deep. Liu Xiu decided to use a ten-meter-long old bamboo to drive piles. With his strength, he could easily insert the bamboo into the bottom of the water for several meters to ensure stability. In this way, the bamboo piles could also be exposed to the water surface one or two meters high, making it easier for him to build aisles.

As for the Water Pavilion Bamboo Tower, he decided to build two floors, so that the old bamboo would have to be longer in the columns.

In Liu Xiu's drawings, there must be thousands of bamboos used for pile driving, and I am busy...

"After that being said, after I was busy building the water pavilion, what if my neighbors snatched a tail and wiped it out one day? Tsk, find some time to talk to it about this matter..."

Early in the morning, when Liu Xiu was carrying an axe to cut bamboo, he looked at the direction of the lake and then shook his head and walked towards the bamboo forest, covering the water pavilion first.

If the neighbor dares to sweep away his water pavilion, he will throw stones into the lake while he is practicing with the moon. Don’t think I dare not. Although I guess I really dare not, the rabbit will bite people if it is anxious...

The next step is to cut bamboo, cut as much as possible, and do nothing except the necessary things.

As Liu Xiu waved his axe, old bamboos fell in the bamboo forest.

When Liu Xiu cut down the eighteenth bamboo, he waved his axe and subconsciously followed the original viewing of the White Stone Tower.

The knifeman who was in the middle brain slashed his sword trajectory.

With a slight clicking sound, the old bamboo, which was thick on the thigh, broke with the sound, and Liu Xiu was stunned.

"It's not that I'm using my strength more, and it's even smaller, but that angle and trajectory are more labor-saving, and the resistance of the axe when it comes into contact with Lao Zhu!"

After a little summary, Liu Xiu probably understood something, and his eyes lit up. As a result, the time spent cutting bamboo was greatly shortened.

Recalling the feeling of wielding an axe like wielding a knife before, Liu Xiu slashed the root of an old bamboo next to him with an axe, and almost no resistance was felt, and the old bamboo was cut off!

In this way, Liu Xiu took an axe and an old bamboo tree, and the sound of bamboo falling to the ground was constantly reminded of the sound of bamboo falling to the ground.

"Different angles require constant adjustment of your 'knife' trajectory, so that you can save more effort..."

As he kept chopping down bamboos, Liu Xiu understood the scene of the sword swing that he had "brained" when watching Baishita. At first, he could only cut off one bamboo by swinging his axe. Slowly, he could cut off two and three with an axe...

When he arrived behind, Liu Xiu's figure flashed like a phantom in the bamboo building, and the bamboo would fall down after a moment of passing!

If a martial arts practitioner saw Liu Xiu chopping bamboo, he would be shocked. Liu Xiu was no longer simply chopping bamboo, but was practicing an extremely profound sword technique, although it looked a bit inconsistent because the axe he was waving in his hand.

After cutting down countless bamboos, Liu Xiu stopped suddenly and looked at the axe in his hand in a tangled manner.

With a slight click, the axe cracked into pieces!

"One is a material problem. If you swing frequently, even if the resistance is minimized, the axe can't bear it again and again. Another thing is that the axe is really not suitable for swinging in that way..."

After a little summary, Liu Xiu looked at the messy bamboo houses around him and turned towards the bamboo house.

It is still much worse than the bamboo I expected to need. After getting used to the more labor-saving and faster bamboo cutting process, Liu Xiu didn't want to cut bamboo one by one.

In this way, you have to create a handy guy. It doesn’t matter how good the material is, but at least it needs to be handy when used.

"Don't say, that kind of relaxed and freehand 'waving' method is still very pleasant..." Liu Xiu said in his heart when he returned to the bamboo building.

Back at the iron shed behind the bamboo building, Liu Xiu searched it and found only forty or fifty kilograms of corner iron material, which was left over from last year.

It should be enough to create a knife?

Thinking of this, soon after, the fire in the shed started to rise again, and the sound of jingling irons sounded in the mountains again.

Liu Xiu is not familiar with the profession of blacksmith at all. He doesn't know what materials can make the things you create better and better. The only way to know that the tools you create are better is to constantly fold and forge them.

Fortunately, he has great strength and time, so he just needs to keep folding and forging...

He burned dozens of kilograms of iron and made more than ten iron plates. Then the iron plates overlapped together and forged them. He continued to burn red and knocked them with brute force to fold them, and then repeated...

For three days, the dozens of kilograms of iron were folded tens of thousands of times under Liu Xiu's brute force, and the quality was reduced by one third through continuous pounding.

At this time, Liu Xiu thought it was enough, and then slowly beat the iron blocks with tens of thousands of layers into a long knife. The style of the knife was made of the Tang sword in my memory. It has a straight back single edge, one meter two long, five centimeters wide and half centimeter thick. The subsequent hilt is about one meter three meter four.

The last hammer fell, and Liu Xiu was still very satisfied with the straight long sword in his hand. He immediately placed the hot long sword in his hand in the cold ice water prepared by the side. The water was taken from the snow-capped mountains.

With a magnetic sound, the water mist rose and the last step of quenching was completed.

Looking at the long sword that was not broken in front of him, Liu Xiu breathed a little relieved. It seemed that the tens of thousands of layers of folding had reached a considerable level, and there was no phenomenon of too brittle and cracking due to quenching.

Of course, the long knife that just quenched is not beautiful. It needs to be polished next.

Fortunately, when I bought the ironwork tool, I also bought the grinding stones together. Then Liu Xiu spent a day carefully polishing the straight-back Tang sword.

After grinding, a piece of sandalwood was used as the handle of the knife, and wrapped it with cloth strips layer by layer, and finally a Tang sword was formed.

The knife is one meter four in length, one meter one in body, and the layers of patterned textures on the surface of the knife look particularly beautiful. The blade under the sun shines with a faint blue light. He gently flicks his fingers on the blade. The crisp sound is endless. He waves it casually for a few times, and cold edges flash by. Liu Xiu nodded with satisfaction, and it was indeed a handy one.

It took a few days to build this knife, and Liu Xiu had to continue working next. This knife was just a tool for him.

When carrying this long sword that has been tempered for thousands of times, Liu Xiu looked at the lake and curled his lips.
Chapter completed!