He Came From The Forbidden Land, Waving His Sleeves To Write About Immortality

Lu Yuan imitated Deng Yuejiao's movements, holding a small piece of wood in one hand and a small carving knife in the other, and began to make incisions along the marks made by the other party.

Once, twice.

The wood remains unchanged.

This scene made the joyful look on Deng Yuejiao's face disappear, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

Like the hammer before, the carving knife in Lu Yuan's hand did not actually touch the wood.

Apparently, changing the action brought everything back to square one.

In other words, what Lu Yuan had understood before was just the method of using a hammer and a carving knife.

No matter which one of the two is taken away, it will not work.

Lu Yuan seemed to have known for a long time that he would fail. He was not discouraged at all and continued to grab the carving knife and try again and again.

Deng Yuejiao didn't make a sound, just watched quietly from the side.

I don't know how much time passed, but the night was already deep. The sudden cold wind made Deng Yuejiao shiver unconsciously.

She tightened her clothes and said to Lu Yuan, who was still making no progress: "It's very late, I'm going to catch a cold. I'm going to rest first. You need to rest early too, you know?"

The movements in Lu Yuan's hands stopped. He didn't know what catching a cold meant, but he knew what it meant to rest.

When it gets late at night, I have to lie down and sleep.

He nodded and said softly, but did not put down the carving knife and wood in his hands.

Deng Yuejiao gave a few more instructions before curling up her sleeves and returning to her room.

After she left, Lu Yuan continued his carving.

His movements seemed to have never changed, and he always maintained the same posture.

But gradually, a glimmer of understanding flashed through his eyes again.

The movements in his hands did not change, but the unfamiliar rhythm appeared again.

This time, the carving knife really came into contact with the wood, and wood chips flew into the air.

A crooked incision of varying depths appeared.

Lu Yuan paused slightly, and the look of understanding in his eyes became more intense.

Immediately he changed his position and moved the carving knife again.

Inexplicable rhythms continued to accumulate with the movements of his hands.

At the same time, the mirror that had been floating in his heart actually started to ripple like water.

The clear flowers reflected in the mirror also rippled.

This scene attracted Lu Yuan's attention, and he unconsciously stopped what he was doing.

But the moment he stopped moving, the inexplicable rhythm dissipated, and the abnormality in the mirror disappeared.

Lu Yuan realized something and continued what he was doing.

The inexplicable rhythm appears again.

The mirror in my heart rippled again.

This time he did not stop moving, and at the same time he was distracted by observing the mirror inside his body.

Time has passed for a long time...

He couldn't see any problem.

There was nothing unusual about the mirror in my heart except for the slight ripples.

He didn't even know what the ripples meant or why they started.

Finally, Lu Yuan stopped.

Because the wood in his hand had been carved to pieces, he could no longer cut it.

"Why haven't you rested yet? Go to sleep! We'll continue tomorrow!"

At this moment, Deng Yuejiao, who had finished washing and wrapped herself in a quilt, opened the window of her room and shouted to Lu Yuan in the courtyard.

Lu Yuan responded, then put down the carving knife and the completely different wood in his hand, turned around and returned to the room.

His room was arranged by Deng Yuejiao, and there was only a wall between them.

Lu Yuan actually didn't know what sleeping meant or what it was for.

But he still followed what Deng Yuejiao taught him, lying upright on the bed, covering himself with the quilt, and closed his eyes.

He had never really slept in the past six months, and even he didn't know this.

He just closed his eyes and remained motionless until the night left, then he could open his eyes and 'get up'.

But this time there seems to be something different.

With his eyes closed tightly, he unconsciously recalled today's successful carving experience.

As he thought about it, his consciousness quickly blurred, and his chest rose and fell evenly.

He actually fell asleep.

After falling asleep, he didn't know that the inexplicable rhythm reappeared, and it was stronger and longer than any time before.

The mirror in his heart also shook more and more violently, and circles of ripples continued to appear.

There seems to be something hidden under the ripples, something that will appear yet to be seen.

…

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shined on Lu Yuan's face through the thin window paper, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Just at this moment, Deng Yuejiao pushed open the door and entered.

"Why did you wake up so late today? Breakfast is ready. Get up, wash up and get ready..."

Deng Yuejiao was stunned mid-sentence.

Because she suddenly discovered that Lu Yuan at this time seemed a little different from before.

His eyes seemed to be much purer, no longer as dull as before.

It gives the impression that the whole person is much smarter, unlike before, where stupidity could be seen at a glance.

And that inexplicable rhythm has always been with Lu Yuan and never left.

"What’s wrong with you?"

She covered her mouth, feeling quite unbelievable.

Lu Yuan sat up, stretched out his hand to touch his head and said with a smile, "Sister Yuejiao, I seem to be enlightened."

Lu Yuan's movements were still a bit silly, but all the previous stupidity had disappeared, and even his speech became much more fluent.

This scene made Deng Yuejiao even more confused.

"Enlightenment? What do you mean?"

Lu Yuan stood up and walked to the courtyard, took the wood that he had carved into shape last night, waved it in front of Deng Yuejiao and said, "I have found a way to stop myself from being stupid."

Deng Yuejiao took the wood and looked at it carefully. There were many scratches on it, including crooked ones, different shades, and of course straight ones.

Her eyes lit up, and she took the wood and came to Lao Dengtou, who was half lying on a chair basking in the sun.

"Grandpa, look! Lu Yuan succeeded!"

Old Dengtou looked startled. He picked up the wood and looked at it carefully for a while, then stared at Lu Yuan with a strange expression for a long time.

"Grandpa, aren't you happy?" Old Dengtou's expression made Deng Yuejiao a little confused.

Old Dengtou smiled disdainfully.

"This is where he's at. He's not even a beginner. If he wants to completely lose his 'stupidity', he must at least be carved into a human form."

Deng Yuejiao glanced at her grandfather angrily and snatched the wood from his hands.

"If you can't speak, don't speak!"

She turned around and ran to Lu Yuan, pulling him to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard.

"Eat first. After dinner, I will formally teach you the wood carving skills."

Lu Yuan nodded and said gratefully: "Thank you, Sister Yuejiao."

Old Dengtou saw this scene in his eyes, didn't know what he thought of, and sighed secretly.

While Deng Yuejiao entered the kitchen, he suddenly approached Lu Yuan and asked curiously, "Did you have any special experience last night?"

Lu Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, I was sucked in by the mirror."

Lao Deng was startled when he heard this, and then said with an excited expression: "You mean the mirror in your heart?"

"right."

"Elaborate!"