C11 Change

Wu Tian had no choice but to use brute force to pull at the scythe. After being repeatedly pulled down by Wu Tian and being slashed back and forth, the branch finally snapped with a cracking sound.

Wu Tian was also panting from fatigue. At this time, Wu Tian began to feel more and more that this Uncle Liu was powerful. It took a great deal of effort to cut off a dead tree branch, but that Uncle Liu was like flowing water.

Wu Tian wiped the sweat off his forehead and started to work even harder. After more than an hour, Wu Tian finally cut off a dozen of branches. At this moment, Wu Tian felt like he couldn't even lift his arms anymore.

Wu Tian was so tired that he plopped down on the ground, panting heavily. At this moment, Wu Tian suddenly thought of the yellowing book that Uncle Liu had dropped.

Wu Tian's curiosity spurred him to go and take a look. He opened the book and saw that it was already dirty and there were no words in it. Every page was a picture, and some people were doing their moves while others were doing their farm work.

Wu Tian carelessly flipped through the pages. Suddenly, Wu Tian saw several pages of pictures of someone using a sickle to do farm work. Wu Tian looked at the posture and felt that it was strange. A sickle was originally a relatively difficult agricultural tool, so how could it have so many strange working positions?

Wu Tian couldn't help but start to try his first move. He held the scythe with one hand and hooked it diagonally onto the tree trunk. If he didn't try, then he wouldn't know.

Wu Tian was extremely excited. He grabbed the scythe and pulled abruptly, causing a cracking sound. The tree trunk snapped, but he didn't spend too much effort.

Wu Tian was overjoyed and continued doing what he was doing up there. An entire afternoon had passed and Wu Tian had finally cut down a hundred branches. Although his clothes were drenched in sweat, Wu Tian was still lamenting.

He had already used almost all the seven different positions of using the sickle to work on the branch. With the crook of the stick, he could easily hook up the dead branch in front of him, and at the same time, he grabbed onto the handle of the blade with both of his hands and made a turn at the same time. He could use inertia to break the dead branch in one move.

The seven postures faced the front and back, while the dead branches were in the middle or in all three directions. They could all cut down the dead branches in the quickest and most efficient manner.

Wu Tian firmly memorized the seven postures. Wu Tian believed that these seven postures were enough to save him a large amount of time to clean up the weeds and withered branches at the back of the mountain.

Day after day, besides cleaning the weeds and farming work at the back of the mountain, Wu Tian also memorized some of the positions written on the Yellow Book. For example, Wu Tian needed to go to the Lancang River Branch Valley at the bottom of the mountain to fetch water, and he had to go back and forth for more than twenty kilometers.

Five years passed by in the blink of an eye. Wu Tian had grown from a boy to an 18 year old boy. He was now 1.83 meters tall, and his body wasn't that skinny anymore. Wu Tian had used the skills written in the yellow book for farming to his heart's content, and when he used the sickle to hack branches and wheat stalks, he had even combined seven postures into the core and improved them by creating dozens of new methods to chop firewood. This greatly improved his efficiency, and for the past five years, regardless of whether it was cutting firewood or grass, it had helped Wu Tian quite a bit.

One day, Wu Tian returned to his living quarters after chopping firewood. He opened the door to see that Uncle Liu was not around. Just as he was about to prepare some food, he suddenly saw a slip of paper lying on the table.

Wu Tian was surprised for a moment. He then walked over to the table and picked up the note. It was Uncle Liu's notebook. When he saw the note, Wu Tian's eyes reddened.

Uncle Liu wrote on the slip of paper: "Child, when you saw this note, I had already left. I could tell that there was hatred in your heart, but just based on your character and condition, no matter where you went, you would always be at a disadvantage, so I let you stay for five years. In fact, during these five years, I let you do all sorts of work, but in order to temper your personality, I am very sorry for delaying you for five years.

Wu Tian put down the note and sighed. He was initially reluctant to start farming, but after five years of farming, he had become more stable and able to withstand a lot of pressure. His body also seemed to be stronger now.