Lu Li used this black whetstone to chop wood with a hatchet sharpened, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't believe it.

When Lu Li used to chop wood, he always tried to find easy-to-cut trees to cut, such as oak, birch, hard maple, boxwood, and he basically avoided hardwoods. As for the harder iron birch trees, he would never touch them. Only bastards sometimes deliberately cut hardwoods to show off his knife skills.

Now this knife is so fast that it makes Lu Li feel terrifying. Along the way, he has no resistance to cutting any trees. As for the hardwoods he encountered before, he will not avoid them at all. Cutting trees is like cutting tofu and cutting paper. No matter how hard the trees are, they are vulnerable to the sharp knife.

Soon, a load of firewood was full, and he easily carried a load of firewood down the mountain.

In the past, he felt a little laborious to carry a load of wood. Now he is not at all laborious and has a light step. It is really "people are in a happy mood when they are happy", and the old saying is true.

He carefully hid the black stone in the place where he was sticking to the flesh, held it with one hand, and returned home happily.

In order to ensure that this stone has continuous magical effects, he took out the other two hatchets hidden in his home. The two were already rusted and it was difficult to cut cucumbers and cabbages.

The place where the knife was sharpened was behind the house, facing the neighbor's Mozi's house. He was afraid that Mozi would discover his secret, so he ran away and came to a small river in the village. It was on the sand and there was no one.

He carefully took out the whetstone, took out a rusty hatchet, and grinded it intently.

At the beginning, he swung a few simple strokes, and the mysterious touch appeared again, and he felt a little ecstatic.

He continued to grind and began to immerse himself in that mysterious feeling.

After a while, he picked up the knife, and all the rust spots on the knife had fallen off. The knife surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting his face on the knife surface, which was reflected very clearly, and even hairs could be seen clearly.

You don't need to try this, you can know that the knife is absolutely extremely sharp.

Now that I start to sharpen the second knife, the knife is even more blunt, and it has several notches, which looks a bit like a serrated knife.

He grinded the serrated knife. Perhaps it was because the knife had a gap, and the feeling of sharpening it was a little different from the two knives in front. As for the difference, he couldn't say it.

After a while, he picked up the serrated knife and looked at it. Of course, the rust spots were gone, and the clarity was no worse than the one in front. What's more bizarre is that the gaps seemed to have been filled, not as obvious as before.

He was surprised. Of course it was impossible. He tried it with his hands, and of course the gap was still there. It seemed that there was a mysterious light flashing faintly on the gap, covering the gap.

He felt dazzled and a little unreal.

He found a stone and tried it with a serrated knife. Good guy, he only slashed it out, and the stone was broken into pieces and it was broken.

He found a clay pot, put the mysterious whetstone inside, dug a hole in the corner of his room, buried the clay pot inside, lay wooden boards on it, straw on it, and on it was the big bed where he slept.

Since the black whetstone has such magical effects, of course he cannot let others know. Once someone knows, he will probably not see the sun tomorrow morning.

With this mysterious whetstone, chopping wood is of course extremely easy, and naturally it is not afraid of wild wolves.

He went up the mountain again with confidence.

In the past, chopping wood was a coolie, but now chopping wood is an entertainment.

Now, with one knife, no matter how hard the tree is, it is no different from tofu. It doesn’t even sound, and the branches are separated directly. Some even cut it down with one knife and divide it into several pieces without a second knife.

He was sharpening his knife together, and now he enjoyed the feeling of chopping wood more. The sound and scene of the trees cracking after one knife made him feel refreshed.

He wasn't even afraid of wild wolves.

When he went up the mountain for the second time, he really encountered a wild wolf.

Just as he put a huge maple tree branch on the wood, a huge gray wolf rushed to him.

This wolf is obviously more fierce than the wild wolf he and Fatty Wu killed last time. The two green eyes are enough to make people frightened. Its fangs emit dazzling light, and the saliva at the corners of its mouth has flowed out.

Lu Li was shocked and caught off guard. The first thought that came to his mind was to escape, but before he could turn around, the wolf had already pounced on him, and his movements were so fast that Lu Li didn't even react.

He only felt a pain on his shoulders. The wild wolf's two sharp claws had already been put on his shoulders, piercing his clothes and skin at the same time, making him feel a heart-wrenching pain.

At the same time, the wild wolf opened his bloody mouth and directly touched his throat.

Lu Li didn't even want to resist, she didn't even want to resist. Even if she wanted to resist, she had already bitten off his throat after the wolf bit off.

Lu Li seemed to have expected that his throat would be bitten off. At that time, he had only one thought: Am I going to be bitten to death by a wolf? It was hard to be born, but now he finally obtained a treasure. Did he leave like this? I can't blame anyone for being too careless.

But his throat was not bitten, and a stream of blood surged onto his chest, the blood of the wild wolf.

The wild wolf slowly collapsed from his body, and he always held the hatchet in his hand, sharply chopping the hatchet. When the wild wolf put on his shoulders and tried to bite him to death, the hatchet also stabbed it into the wild wolf's chest.

After being sharpened by the mysterious whetstone, this ordinary hatchet has been so sharp that it is unimaginable and terrifying.

With a knife, the wild wolf's internal organs were shattered and they died immediately, and they could not die again.

This life-and-death battle gave Lu Li experience and courage.

In the next few days, Lu Li changed her career to become a hunter, specializing in killing wolves on the mountain.

Lu Li secretly took the wolf flesh and wolves to Xiyong County to sell them, making a lot of money.

After he wiped out the few wild wolves on the mountain, the woodcutter at the foot of the mountain continued to go up the mountain to chop wood. Of course, no one knew that he wiped out the wild wolves on the mountain with his own strength.

Fatty Wu also started to go up the mountain. In order not to make everyone feel strange, Lu Li still went up the mountain with Fatty as usual.

Lu Li had already restrained the speed of chopping wood, but the fat man was so shocked that his chin almost dropped when he saw it.

"Old Lu, have you taken the medicine?"

He couldn't figure it out. He hadn't seen him for a few days, and Lu Li seemed to have changed his own.

"I don't know what happened, this knife has become faster!" Lu Li said with a confused look on her face.

The bastard sometimes limped at the firewood with crutches, and was shocked when he saw Lu Li's speed.

"Well, it seems that my eight-tall daimyo is about to change hands."

That night, Lu Li was pridefully counting a load of firewood in his fence yard. He was happy. It was firewood now, but it was copper coins soon.

At this time, Mo Zi ran over excitedly and shouted: "Lu Li, your uncle called you over!"
Chapter completed!