Fearsome Farmer

　　Perhaps every qualified lumberjack lives in the body of a half-carpenter's soul.

　　 So the logging hut in front of me is very strong and practical.

This is built in the middle of three big trees in the shape of a fret. With the support of the trunks of the three big trees, it also maintains a one-meter-high gap with the ground to ensure the maximum ventilation and dryness of the logging hut. In addition, it can Avoid some poisonous insects and snakes.

　　 The main body of the logging hut is made of round logs with thick bowls. There are no nails, but it looks extremely strong.

　　 The roof is also a layer of logs, covered with thick hay, and more than ten centimeters of mud, and finally some stones, bark, etc., to prevent the soil from being washed away by rain.

　　 To be blunt, this is better and more comfortable than the wooden house in the territory.

Sure enough, when Li Siwen walked in, he found that it was very dry and there was a lot of space. There was even a stone fire stove with a pile of dry wood next to it. At this moment, a fire was lit here, and I don’t know why. By design, the smoke dissipates quickly, leaving only warmth.

　　 The three loggers were all sitting or lying down to rest, while the militiaman was serious about polishing his spear with a sharpening stone, which was a bit murderous.

　　 Li Siwen squatted down in the corner by the door, looking like I was cute.

No one spoke, until the militia polished the spear, he slowly said, "No matter whether the lord can come back tonight or not, we must go back tomorrow morning. If there are wolves, there is no way. If you don’t eat, you will be hungry tomorrow. Moreover, the village is flooded, so we have to help and guard the village for hope."

　　 "But we—we'll cut down trees if we haven't killed a wolf." A thirty-year-old lumberjack inside whispered.

　　 "Then you can find something to eat?" The militiaman turned his head and stared at him viciously.

　　 The lumberjack suddenly stopped speaking.

　　 "Maybe the Lord Lord will come back early tomorrow morning?" Another lumberjack asked hopefully.

　　 The militia didn't speak at this time, and he didn't want to think about it, let alone imagine the consequences of the Lord's failure to return.

"Hey, ugly, Liu Er, Cao Da, you are ugly. From my point of view, the wolf’s head is not as hard as wood. We can chop wood. Why can't the wolf die? I want to eat anyway, even if it’s eaten by the wolf. starve!"

　　 The lumberjack who gave Li Siwen's advice was annoyed.

　　 "Yes, we have to eat, and we have six people." The last lumberjack said, his voice was very soft, but very firm.

　　 "Six? You mean this little chicken who can only farm?" The lumberjack named Cao Da smiled contemptuously and pointed at Li Siwen, "I can hit him ten with one hand."

　　 "That is, I can kick him with one kick." The younger Liu Er was even more unbridled in contempt.

"Shut up, he can chop down a tree, maybe he has no strength, but he has long vigor and is much better than those little chickens." The militiaman said, apparently he had also observed the process of Li Siwen cutting down the tree just now. , As for what he said'Chang Jin' should be the physical attribute.

　　 At this time the militiamen looked at Li Siwen,

　　 "Boy, I borrowed that axe for the time being. Grind it now, and if you can chop a gray wolf with an axe tomorrow, it's all you earn."

Li Swen moved the whetstone silently, and the other four loggers stopped talking, each closed their eyes and rested. These guys have been cutting wood for years and know how to rest and maintain physical strength better than the farmers, but their stomachs are grunting. The sound is still embarrassing.

　　 Li Siwen is not hungry, and even his physical strength is slowly rising up to this moment. The tens of kilograms of fish meat that was eaten before is still effective. This is the benefit of high-protein food.

Picking up the rusty axe and lightly polishing it on the whetstone, he hesitated whether to tell these guys about the big fish, but in the end he decided not to say it, because as long as he walked from the wheat field tomorrow, he would definitely be able to see it. The big fish in those puddles, if not eaten by wild wolves that night.

Suddenly there was heavy rain outside, there was faint thunder, the logging hut was completely dark, and the sound of the rain covered Li Siwen's sound of polishing his axe. This unique environment made him completely relax, and he did not stop because of the darkness. Grinding, and gradually, he closed his eyes, his mind was calm, as if he was enjoying a melodious serenade.

　　 I don't know at a certain moment, Li Siwen seemed to have some kind of aura in his heart, and subconsciously extracted a little soul value and added it to the soul.

This time, there was not even much reaction, as if a drop of rain merged into the whole rainy night, drop by drop, piece by piece, he even somewhat forgot who he was, only felt that he was a strand of rain in the rain, a touch of breeze. , Dancing with the night.

　　 "Tick, tick!"

　　 The continuous rain sounded outside the logging hut, also in Li Siwen's heart.

　　 The world is like a puddle, with ripples and faint stars visible.

　　 "Starlight?"

　　 Li Siwen was startled and suddenly woke up, only to find that the surrounding darkness was still invisible. The four lumberjacks and the militiamen all made rough and heavy snoring, but the rain outside had stopped.

　　 Where are the stars?

　　 It was just that when he opened the attribute bar, he was suddenly surprised. The 14-point soul value in the yellow ball was completely gone, only the data changed behind his soul attribute.

　　 "Soul Development-15%"

　　 Looking at physical strength, 15 is already full, so, didn’t I dream of just now?

　　 But the feeling of incarnation of raindrops and dancing with the night is especially memorable. It is 10,000 times more refreshing than dating with a girlfriend.

　　 So he actually has an uncontrollable urge at this moment. He wants to go outside, not in this narrow space and muddy air. The outside is his world.

　　 quietly stood up and jumped off a few pieces of wood. Who knows that the militiaman woke up very vigilantly and immediately asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"

　　 "I, I want to try the sharpness of the axe?" Li Siwen replied rather embarrassingly. When disturbed by this, his previous feeling was shattered like a dream.

"moron!"

　　 The militiaman cursed and ignored it.

　　 Li Siwen walked a few steps awkwardly, then smiled bitterly, it seems that he was really dreaming just now, how could he see the stars——

　　 A bit of cold raindrops fell from the leaves, iced him up, and after a few steps, there was a puddle in front of him, very clear, with a little starlight against it, which was similar to the scene he had just dreamed of.

In an instant, Li Siwen just shattered and felt like being re-spliced ​​together. He stared at the puddle. The stars were reflected in the puddle, ticking, ticking, raindrops falling, and ripples on the water surface, accompanied by the ripples, all around Everything suddenly became quiet, no, it vaguely appeared in his heart.

　　The big tree, the hut, the snoring, the breeze, the weeds, and the dewdrops all seemed to be close at hand, tentacled.

　　 If all this is in the ripples of the ripples, then Li Siwen himself is in the middle of the ripples. He didn't dare to move, for fear of shocking the dream again, um, he thought it was a beautiful dream.

　　 Until something approached in the dark, Li Siwen didn't even think about it, but turned his head back with an axe.

　　 Meimeng was not awakened, but he saw a black snake that was as thick as a fist and several meters long. The body was still in an offensive bending posture, but his head fell off.