Chapter 70 What Friends Should Do

The sky was high and refreshing. Everyone's mood was supposed to be very happy, but they couldn't be happy. Because Bai Choufei's face was gloomy, even Wang Dong and Yan Qi had to make concessions a little. Only Guo Dalu, who did not know whether he was dead or alive, was still talking

"Xiaofei, don't be so calm." Guo Dalu smiled indifferently and didn't care about Bai Choufei's gloomy face

"Aren't I just booking the 500 bundles of your firewood every day to someone else? What's the big deal?" Guo Dalu turned his head and looked at the two people who pretended not to hear it, and smiled dryly at Bai Choufei

Bai Choufei took a deep breath. He didn't plan to cut Guo Dalu with a knife, but he really planned to beat him up, but he immediately gave up this idea, because Guo Dalu proved one thing in the past days. If he didn't take a knife, he would never beat him!

"Do you know what time it is?" Bai Choufei's voice is very dry and helpless

"It's five o'clock in the morning!" Guo Dalu answered with a smile and wanted to hook up with Bai Choufei, but Bai Choufei got out of his way

"It's the end of September now!" Bai Choufei explained seriously and looked at Guo Dalu helplessly, "You haven't thought about it, have you? How to spend this winter?

"Let's live like that. How can we live?" Guo Dalu's words often make people lose their desire to speak, and even the two people next to him have to roll their eyes

So Bai Choufei really didn't even have the desire to speak. He just looked at Guo Da Road, and then walked out of the villa tightly, found the forest, and continued to chop wood!

In these days, Bai Chou didn't fly fast. Every day, there are 500 bundles of firewood, one firewood is more than half a meter long, three finger-like thickness, thirty bundles, 1,500 firewood! It takes more than 4,000 knives, but this is the limit! He is really angry, but he is limited to the level in reality. In reality, his progress is far from the progress in the game, and he has to adapt to the real level! Greater strength, more appropriate skills, but no one can guide him. He only has the experience of waving his hands countless times before, and he can only continue to wave his hands to adapt!

Bai Choufei is crating firewood. He is a little helpless for Guo Dalu, but he doesn't feel anything. These days, he has been used to Guo Dalu's offline, but now he has to chop more firewood! Because winter is coming soon, most of the people who die in winter are not hungry, but because of the cold!

Cold is the most terrible weapon. For the poor, it makes them see the blood, but these people in the rich villa are undoubtedly the poor!

Wang Dong and Yan Qi did not have any problem with Guo Dalu's behavior. Wang Dong has long been used to it, and Yan Qi's words, although Yan Qi has not known Guo Dalu for a long time, he seems to know him better than Wang Dong and Bai Choufei.

When Bai Chou came back, it was very late, and he came back later than usual. There was not as much firewood on his shoulder as usual, only a bundle! But his face is much paler than before. As if he would fall down when he touched him, he threw the firewood in the yard, walked into the room, walked to the usual sitting place without saying anything, closed his eyes, and rested...

Guo Dalu looked at Bai Choufei with a pale face and wanted to walk over and talk to him, but Yan Qi grabbed him and pointed out the door

Guo Dalu's face is a little guilty and silent. If others see him like this, they will definitely be much happier. But looking at him like Yan Qi, Yan Qi will never be happy for his friend's sadness. He will only be sad and sad for his friends, and then help his friends relieve those sorrows.

"Did I do something wrong?" Guo Dalu stood next to Yan Qi like a child who admitted his mistake

"No!" Yan Qi's answer is very serious and sure!

"Then why is Xiaofei angry with me? Is your face so pale?" There is suspicion on Guo Dalu's face

"Xiaofei?" Yan Qi knew that he was talking about the teenager who had been going out in the morning and came back silent at night, and then smiled and said, "He is not angry with you. I know your personality. Of course, he knows that if he is pale, it is because he chops more wood today."

Guo Dalu was a little confused. Yan Qi smiled and explained to him, "If you eat five steamed buns at a time, you can eat three times a day for three consecutive days, but if you want to eat six steamed buns at a time, you will have a bad stomach."

"I can eat seven steamed buns in one meal!" Guo Dalu retorted, and then sighed clearly, "It turns out that Xiaofei is broken."

Yan Qi shook his head, walked to the firewood thrown by Bai Choufei in the yard, pulled out one from the bundled firewood, but immediately sighed in surprise, "What a fast knife!"

Guo Dalu walked to the side and pulled out a few, but he couldn't see anything. He only looked at Yanqi

Yan Qi ignored his hand and touched the firewood from head to the end, and pulled out a few more of the same movements. The surprise on his face was a little more. He looked at Guo Dalu, who still couldn't see anything, and said with a smile, "Look at this firewood, all the same thickness and thin. Touch it from the head with your hand, you can even rub a little. I can't feel it. How much wood have you seen that you can't feel the friction when you touch it?

"Furniture, well-made furniture, of course you won't feel friction after polishing it." Guo Dalu answered directly, and then looked at the firewood in his hand and was a little surprised

"It takes a lot of time to make furniture, but he chops 500 bundles of firewood a day! Every firewood is like these," Yan Qi said, but looked at Guo Dalu with some surprise. Is this person also hiding something?

"What's the problem? He splits 500 bundles every day. "Guo Dalu has no sense

"But he split a bundle of 500 today, so the problem came out." Yan Qi no longer thought about that. He closed his eyes and swept through the wood with his fingertips, and then opened his eyes to look at him. "His knife has been exhausted again and again, straight up and down. The plane of each firewood has been cut twice by his knife, so now So smooth"

"In terms of the knife method of this knife alone, there are countless people in the world who can do better than him, but if you want to use this knife to chop 500 bundles of firewood every day, there is absolutely not much you can do!" Yan Qi's face was a little heavy, and he still said with a smile

"I don't speak ill of people behind the bedding, let alone gossip behind my friends!" Guo Dalu looked at Yan Qi seriously, "I'm not interested in what you said. I like to guess my friends' things, but I don't like to dig into my friends' things!"

Yan Qi nodded, with some understanding in his eyes. He stopped saying this, nodded seriously, and then said again, "His knife skill is decisive, and direct, unbroken, simple and fast"

"But there is no skill or rhythm!" Guo Dalu suddenly interrupted and closed his mouth again after one sentence, as if it were not what he said

Yan Qi smiled and continued to say, "There is no skill, but there is no rhythm, or it splitting straight up and down, again and again, but in countless splits, he naturally grasped his rhythm"

"He must have waved his knife countless times, more than we thought!" Yan Qi sighed and touched the incision at the top of the firewood. "He never split the knife according to the grain of the wood, but the place where he splits it, it seems to naturally form a new pattern. This is not any knife method, but the blade that swings countless times."

"If you want to do something for a long time, you will be very similar to it. If you stay with a person for a long time, you will gradually become similar to him. If you keep practicing swords, his whole body will be like a sword. If you keep practicing knives, you will be as invincible as a knife!" Yan Qi's voice was very light, but he was also very serious. "He is now a knife, a knife that is getting more and more powerful!"

Guo Dalu still has no sense, no feeling, and I don't know whether he really has no feeling or no feeling. Anyway, his words made Yan Qi a little helpless. He said, "Then what?"

"And then?" Yan Qi opened his mouth. At this point, he seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to do when he first came out. He looked at Guo Da Road and then looked at the firewood on the ground before continuing to say, "Then how to help him chop more firewood"

"Why chop more firewood? Only 500 bundles have been booked, and it's no problem for Xiaofei to split 500 bundles." Guo Dalu is a little puzzled

Yan Qi looked at him for a while, stood up and looked around, and walked a few steps before squatting beside him. "Do you know how the bear died?"

"I don't know!"

"Stupid!"

"I know now that it's stupid!" Guo Dalu nodded seriously

"Do you know why the most people die in winter?"

"I know, it's stupid!"

"Then you will definitely be stupid to death!" Yan Qi clenched his fist. He felt that he was about to be angry, but he let himself calm down inexplicably. He looked at Guo Dalu, "In winter, most of the dead are cold to death!" The sudden cold weather is more murderous than hunger!"

"But we are not afraid of the cold," Guo Dalu retorted

Yan Qi is speechless. He really doesn't know how to reason with Guo Dalu

"I know. Xiaofei thought we were afraid of the cold. I just told him that we were not afraid of the cold!" Guo Dalu wanted to find a solution, so he laughed to himself

"We can't starve to death! Then why did you buy your clothes for everyone after a few days of hunger? The rhetorical question of Yan Qi's contempt

Guo Dalu has nothing to say

"It's not what we need, but what we should do!" Yan Qi sighed, but there was warmth in his heart. "You fought with people. Why do you always pull Xiaofei? Why would he rather be beaten black and blue than draw a knife?

Yan Qi said the name Xiaofei, but it was a little strange. From the time he came to now, he didn't know what Xiaofei was called, but naturally agreed with him, not because he arrived earlier, but because he would accompany Guo Dalu to beat people every few days, or be beaten, but he never said more than half a sentence!

Guo Dalu nodded seriously

"So what we have to do is to help Xiaofei so that he can chop more firewood." Yan Qi's conclusion is very simple. After saying the name Xiaofei once, he is also familiar with it

"We are going to see Xiaofei split firewood tomorrow and find a way to let him chop more firewood"

"There are some things that they think they should do, and no matter what happens, they will do it! What we can do is to help them do better, instead of telling them that they shouldn't do it and can't do it!"

Yan Qi's words are very reasonable, but Guo Dalu's words are very unreasonable.

Guo Dalu said, "Since it has been decided, what are you doing here?"

After saying that, pat your buttocks, get up and go to bed.

Yan Qi laughed dumbly...