The transitional chapter is a little wordy and can barely be read, so please bear with me.

Chaliang bows to thank all brothers and sisters for their support. Yesterday, the collection finally exceeded 1,000!

According to Cha Liang's habit, he should have shouted "Let's go, brothers, have a nice drink!" But we were at the same starting point, but it was not easy to meet each other. Cha Liang is a person who repays kindness, so he can only try his best to write the story well.

, so that when you have time to see Cha Liang’s humble work, you will try not to make you vomit and regret it!

Thank you all again! Thank you!!!

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In the middle of summer that year, I took along my hatchet, axe, and rope, and took advantage of the cool weather in the morning and set out at dawn.

It is said that the green hills are preserved and there is no need to worry about running out of firewood. For us woodcutter, that is to cut down the big trees instead of the small ones, and chop the branches but not the dry ones. This is a general habit, which means that we give priority to the branches of the big trees.

Not cutting down tree heads and trunks, not cutting down living trees if there are dead trees, not cutting down small trees if there are big trees. This is the same principle as hunting without burning the forest, and fishing without drying up the lake.

Taking advantage of the fact that the sun had just come out and it was still not too hot, I quickly put down the rope and took out the guy. I wanted to quickly get a load of firewood and go to the market to exchange rice for cooking.

The weather was cool and I felt comfortable. But within a few minutes, the comfortable mood was replaced by panic. Because I lightly struck the axe, and the ax couldn't be pulled out after it hit the branch.

I shook the ax handle vigorously, trying to pull the ax out, but it took a lot of effort. The sharp ax that had been with me for many years and cut countless firewood seemed to be bitten by a branch.

No matter how hard I shook it from side to side, pushed it hard and pulled it out, it wouldn't budge.

As the saying goes, if you don't steal a chicken, you will lose a lot of rice. In my case, it becomes an ax if you chop firewood. I have been collecting firewood for many years, and it is impossible for me to make such a low-level mistake. I can't chop down the old man with one ax (overcut my head).

), even the guy who ate by himself had to pay for it. This ax was not very powerful, so it is said that this situation is impossible.

After shaking for a long time, I still couldn't pull out the axe. I had to stop and look at the tree carefully. The tree with two people hugging each other was very tall. Because no one was pruning it, the branches were as tall as the Thousand-Armed Guanyin.

.Maybe

As time goes by, this tree is gradually turning yellow, and the branches as thick as an arm are half withered. In addition, it is rich in oil and is flammable and resistant to burning. It is the best firewood, and my sharp ax is stuck in one of the branches.

On a branch as thick as an arm.

Based on the sharpness of the ax and my many years of experience in chopping firewood, it stands to reason that it should break with just one cut. Taking a step back, even if it keeps cutting, the ax will not be caught by it and cannot be pulled out!

The sun was rising higher and higher. I couldn't waste time here, so I had to pull out the hatchet from my waist, prepare to chop down the branch, and then slowly retrieve the axe.

I was more careful this time, fearing that if I used too much force, I would be in trouble if I couldn't pull it out like an axe. Even though I slashed at an angle without using much force, the hatchet still met the same fate as the axe, and was imprisoned.

It's so tightly stuck to the branch that it can't be pulled out! The blade of the knife only penetrates the wood an inch, so there's no way it can't be pulled out, unless some ghost is playing tricks on it.

Thinking of today's extremely abnormal encounter, I could only blame the ghosts and gods for causing trouble, but I didn't dare to offend them, so I had to bravely say loudly: "Dear gods and immortals, don't be like me, the kid. We are the ones who chop wood to exchange rice.

I don’t mean to offend you, just give me the hatchet and axe, I just won’t be chopping firewood here!”

After finishing speaking, I tentatively shook the hatchet. Unexpectedly, I gently lifted the handle and the hatchet came out, and then the ax was taken out with the same effort.

At this moment, I understood that I really encountered something like a ghost today. I hurriedly retrieved my guy and left. It was unlucky to go out, so I planned not to do it again today.

Although I encountered ghosts and gods, nothing happened during the day. When I went to bed at night, I dreamed of a young man in green clothes. Although he was handsome and handsome, he could not hide the slight sadness and uneasiness on his face.

I saw him walking over with his hands clasped in his fists. After a little greeting, he said straight to the point: "The tree that brother cut down today is the same kind of fellow Taoist below. I came here today because I really have something to ask for. There is nothing wrong with me."

Brother, please don’t be afraid of the intention to harm others!”

Then he told me that he was cultivated from an old tree and was already a psychic. He had been kind to others for many years and had no troubles. He had been cultivating hard to this day.

However, because he was naughty and shook the tree last year, he fell and injured a woodcutter who was climbing up the tree to cut firewood. He was about to encounter a disaster in the near future. A catastrophe was imminent, and he would be burned by fire the day after tomorrow. Although he was psychic, he had no choice but to move his body.

There is no way to avoid it.

Since it is God's will, I will have no regrets even if I die! The only thing I regret is that because the oil on the wooden body is very flammable, when the fire burns the body the day after tomorrow, it will inevitably affect the fellow Taoists around him. So please let me do him a favor tomorrow.

That is to cut off its branches and leaves as much as possible to prevent the fire from spreading and harming innocent people. It is best to chop a few more axes on it as a punishment, etc. He also told me how to find him.

After the young man finished speaking, although his face was full of desolation, he still had a firm attitude and looked forward to death. He bowed to express his thanks and turned to leave.

I know the woodcutter who was injured in a fall last year. He was the son of a fellow traveler. The year before last, he suddenly fell to the ground while playing in a tree. It took many days for him to recover. I didn't expect that there was such a reason. Although this son did not

It's no big deal, but the old tree is still suspected of being harmful to people, so it's difficult to continue practicing.

After I woke up, I thought about it again and again and thought that this dream was unusual. If it weren't for the strange things I encountered during the day yesterday, I would definitely have thought that this was just a strange dream and should not be taken seriously. However, because of yesterday's experience, I decided to go with what the young man said.

, go and take a look at the situation.

After breakfast, I took on the rope, knife and ax with a complicated mood and headed up the mountain. When I came to the place where I had the chance to meet yesterday, I walked around and found a big leafy tree, which was exactly what the boy in the dream had said.

Exactly the same.

People cannot stand without trust. Since I promised others in my dream last night, I must not break trust with others today. "Since this tree has been cultivated to some extent, will it be like the pear tree that Cao Mengde used to stab the pear tree with his sword, and the tree suddenly bleeds?" I thought.

Here, I hesitated for a moment, but finally I bit the bullet and raised my ax to chop lightly, ready to test it out.

Wherever the ax touched, branches fell off without any abnormality. Anyway, for us woodcutter, as long as there are no accidents, any tree can be chopped down in the same way, so I swung the ax and followed what the young man said.

In this way, it took a long time to chop down the branches of this big tree with the ax in hand.

The next day, it was originally a clear sky with white clouds. Suddenly, after lunch, dark clouds came over the sky. Suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and deafening thunder and lightning kept ringing on the back mountain.

It seems that what the young man said is true. He is indeed going to suffer a disaster today and is burned by fire. It is God's will that he cannot escape the disaster!

Although after the midsummer rain, the temperature dropped and the cool breeze blew, I felt heavy and lost: that handsome and handsome young man with extraordinary appearance, that graceful and polite young man with beautiful trees in the wind, could it be that he had to pay for his life because of a moment of frivolity?
Chapter completed!