In June, the great heat is approaching and the sun is scorching hot.
The past few days have been sweltering and hot, the rivers have dried up quite a bit, the crops in the fields have wilted, and the whole city can only look forward to a heavy rain.
Li Jimao came back from working in the field, sweating profusely, and as soon as he got home, he splashed water on himself and fanned the fan in the main room.
"You dog - save some water!" Li Yamao poured him a small glass of cold water.
"It's time for you to go in the afternoon." Li Jimao poured the water down, wiped his mouth, and said to Li Yamao, "Carefully dry it into a dead dog."
"Bah," Li Yamao said, "I can walk a big week today, you can catch up quickly. If we can go to immortal cultivation, we won't have to suffer from this bird again."
Li Jimao sighed and said, "It's easy to say."
There is no rain in January, Fujian, Guangdong, and Guizhou are thousands of miles away, and it is another year of famine. I don't know how many young descendants are like these two brothers, looking forward to passing the Shangling test by luck, and from now on, they will leave the world and live the life of immortals.
Watching the sun go to the center, Li Yamao said, "Let's go to Brother Lin for dinner."
- Brother Lin's family naturally has no food, so they have to take it with them. For the past two months, it has been like this every day.
When they went, Lin Shu was practicing swordsmanship under a tree.
Three feet of poplar branches, and a sword flower slanted diagonally, the two brothers watched for a long time outside the door, but they were only the most basic five styles of point, stab, chop, chop, and lift, and there were no fresh sword moves.
- It's not that Lin Shu doesn't want to practice anything else. This little fool's body is really weak. After two months of eating and drinking on time, he didn't see any improvement. He was out of breath when dancing a branch, let alone a complicated sword move.
He was a little dizzy, and when he came looking for him, he put down the branches and went back to the room.
These days, these two brothers often come to him, sometimes asking about Qi Qi, acupoints, etc., and sometimes they just come to play - speaking, this is the first time someone will come to play with him.
In his last life, when he was six or seven years old, he saw that others had friends, and he was envious of them, and wanted to have one or two playmates together. Just, just stop thinking about it. He has been with his master since he can remember—it is said that he got it from an orphanage. As for how this old man who insists on wearing long hair and wearing a Taoist robe in modern society can successfully adopt a child, Lin Shu can't think of anything. So he always thought he was stolen from the orphanage by the old man.
After being stolen, when he was very young, he began to memorize sword manuals, learn exercises, and what his peers said... He didn't understand at all, he hadn't even seen TV. Therefore, he didn't know how to talk to the people around him, and he didn't know what to say. Children play with each other. Once a person has no friends in the beginning, he will not have them in the future.
After graduating from elementary school and entering junior high school, he could finally keep up with the rhythm of modern life, but he was already withdrawn to a certain extent, and he no longer wanted to contact people. After a long time, his ability to talk to himself was very high. Others become dumb.
When he got here, life in the village was simple and the same. The two brothers were very sincere. They laughed and made trouble in front of him all day, and gradually became familiar with them. As long as they didn't touch him at close range, Lin Shu would be able to talk to them. Peace of mind is a rare experience.
Continue to live peacefully for a few days, and it seems that it is the day of the Shangling test.
The aunt sent the three to the entrance of the village, and said to Li Jimao and Li Yamao, "You two are idiots, it doesn't matter what kind of old lady you are in the exam, don't lose Xiaoshu!"
Li Yamao smiled and said, "Don't worry, mother, we will hold him well!"
Lin Shu looked at this scene and thought about it. He had never lost his way. He didn't know why he gave the aunt the impression of being easy to lose. He was a bit at a loss: "..."
The aunt cast her eyes on Lin Shu, and she was very worried: "Look at it! It's like this again! It's not like I just let it go and it's gone!"
"He's listening!" Li Yamao excused him, "It's just that he doesn't know how to make expressions, so he looks a little stunned!"
Auntie "bah", took a few steps forward, and said to Lin Shu, "Follow me!"
The distance was too close, Lin Shu was a little stiff and nodded silently.
The aunt was satisfied, waved her hand, and let them go.
Ning'an House is a small county, and it is only a dozen miles from the southern suburbs to the center of the city. They each rode a gray donkey and walked side by side on the dirt road. Lin Shu also brought a bamboo hat. Afraid that he would faint from the sun, he added it on purpose.
Lin Shu was carried by a donkey while watching the scenery along the road.
When I first entered the city, the streets and alleys on both sides were sparse, and the houses were low and old. They were all old wooden and mud houses. , sell some melon and fruit snacks, shouting one after another, quite interesting.
As soon as we arrived at the examination room, there was a lot of traffic, and the voices were very lively. The examination room was actually an open space of dozens of feet square and paved with blue bricks.
Passing over the crowded heads, Lin Shu saw a very tall bamboo pillar standing in front of him, with blue flags hanging high on it, with the words "Shangling Test" written in large characters.
Li Yamao: "This is really bad."
Li Jimao nodded.
Lin Shu thinks so.
But when almost everyone came, he felt that the perfunctory and simplicity of this place was not without reason—there were no five thousand people in the entire Ning'an Mansion, but one thousand people came for the exam alone, fearing that it was all young people. All came here to try their luck. The Shangling Academy only recruited a thousand people in the whole Nanxia year, but the number of people who participated in the Shangling exam would be hundreds of thousands.
Li Yamao pulled out a hemp rope out of nowhere, tied one of Lin Shu's wrists, and tied the other end to his waist, and said, "Wait for a lot of people, if you really lose it, my mother is afraid that I'll get up and fight."
At that time, the drum beat three times, the noisy crowd fell silent, and a vigorous and powerful voice was heard in the distance: "Get up!"
With the bamboo pillar as the center, a milky white complex formation pattern suddenly spread out on the bluestone plate.
Lin Shu's consciousness was suddenly pulled. After a while of weightlessness, he opened his eyes again. He was already on a mountain road filled with morning mist. There was a stone on the side of the road with "Shangling Dreamland" engraved on it.
He walked up the stairs, turned a corner after dozens of steps, turned around, and suddenly reached the top of the mountain.
The sun was rising on the top of the mountain, and the morning breeze was refreshing. In front of him, a phantom figure of a man in blue clothes appeared in front of him, and bowed his hands to him: "Fellow Daoist, please sit still."
Lin Shu sat quietly.
"Where is the friend's house?"
"Minzhou, Ning'an House."
"What's your friend's name?"
"Lin Shu."
"How old is Daoist this year?"
"fourteen."
"It's really a hero out of a boy."
After that, the man in blue continued: "Fellow Daoist, please close your eyes."
Lin Shu closed his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, please meditate."
Lin Shu meditates.
The blue-clothed man smiled: "One poke and one jump, fellow Daoist is really obedient."
Lin Shu: "..."
The IQ of this test system is quite high.
The author has something to say: Lin Shu: quack.