The legend of Bamboo

in ancient times, there was a woman at the foot of stonegate mountain, who one day went to the river to wash, wash, floated over the river three times with the sound of baby crying.

the woman was scared, reached out and pushed the bamboo away.

i didn't think it would be better if she extended her hand and then she was followed by the bamboo, and the water came to her feet, and no more.

the woman broke the bamboo, saw a boy lying in the bamboo cane, had a good face, cried out loud, had a good look, the woman loved it, took him home and raised him.

because the child was born from the bamboo festival, the woman named him “bucchan”.

bamboo grew up to the age of 12 years and became a famous child king.

it was strange that not only did children in the village listen to him, but also birds in the mountains and fish shrimp in the river.

it's a bad thing to call a bird on his birthday, and people don't call him "bucchu" anymore, and they make jokes about him as "king bamboo." in the morning, as usual, he went out to fish, as usual, without a fishing boat, with a net, sitting on a rock on the edge of the water, far enough to see a group of fish swimming through the river, and he reached out, saying, "fish, fish, come here!" the fish listen to him, turn their direction and swim towards him.

when the fish swam beneath their feet, the fish caught him.

at that point, an old beggar came out of the bamboo forest by the river, and he said, "who taught you that? "no one taught me.

i will do it myself." "that's right.

you're the one i'm looking for." the old beggar said, "you come to me, worship me, and i'll teach you to do something big." the old beggar dressed in crap, old and ugly, looked down on him, caught a fish and threw it, "what's wrong with you being my master?" "how big i am, you'll know later.

i took your fish.

when you come home and make a fresh fishcracker, bring it here and i'll teach you." then the old beggar stomped his feet, and a white cloud appeared beneath his feet, and the old beggar stepped on it and ascended over the bamboo forest.

he knew he had met a fairy and immediately went home to make a bucket of fish and brought him to the river to worship him.

the old beggar ate the rice, and taught him to cut off two bamboos, to cut them into thin pelicans and to make two baskets.

the bamboo basket is made up and the old beggars have sent the bamboo basket to the river to fetch water.

two baskets of bamboo go down and two baskets bring up water.

the bamboo baskets were only half a basket of water, but the old beggars' baskets were filled with a basket of water without a drop.

the old beggar was silent, using that basket of half-water and silt, digging up mud from under his feet, squeezing right by the left of ten fingers and quickly squeezing into three formations.

the old beggars breathed into the group, and the muddy soldiers came back immediately, trained soldiers, set up camps, cooked meals, lined up in rows and set wells.

i've seen the mudslides have been fun, and as they have been, i've squeezed three teams of horses with mud, and i've breathed at them, and the horse has come back to lifeCamping, cooking, cooking -- but the rice is not cooked, and the mud is scattered, one on the ground, and it's turned into mud.

"You're very talented, but you're too quick." Master says, "You have to remember that you have to stay calm if you want to do this.

You have to concentrate, you have to breathe the real air out of your chest, you can't make a "scream" when you breathe." Takesheng followed the master's approach, calmed down, focused, slowly blowing out the air, without making a sound.

It's true that the mudslides survived and they didn't break up.

Takesheng likes to play muddy.

He goes to the river every day with his master to squirt the mud.

He's in charge of the battle.

In this way, every day until dark, the moon comes out, the old beggars blow the scooter, and the horses run into the bamboo forest.

That's how you learn to play every day, squeezing the mud, fighting for two, three years, getting tired of it, "Do you have any other skills?" "The next thing you have to be 16 is to teach you." He's always in a hurry, and he's lying to his master, "Tell me, I'm 16 last month!" In fact, it was just 15 years old.

He was tall, smart and unsuspecting, and he brought him to the depths of the bamboo forest, with his finger on the oldest one in the bamboo forest, and murmured a few spells.

"Tomorrow you go home, take out your kitchen knife and cut off this bamboo, and make it a bow and three arrows.

As soon as the arrows are ready, you take me to the Stone Hole next to the Stonegate." After that, Master left and went back to the stone hole.

The next morning, Takesei cut off the old bamboo with a kitchen knife, just like a bow and three arrows.

He entered the cave with bows and arrows, but the old beggar sat in the middle of the hole and worked on his breath, with a big copper basin in front of him.

"Put your bows and arrows in the brass." He put his bows and arrows into the copper basin, and the old beggar opened his mouth, spitting out three crows from his mouth.

As soon as the crows entered the copper basin, they became three golden fires, and the bamboo bows and arrows burned in the copper basin.

It is strange that the bamboo bow and the bamboo arrow, though burned, have not turned into ashes, but rather have become greener and brighter.

The old beggar coughed three times because of the three crows, and his voice became very old: “I will not hide it from you until now.

My family is a royal family, and now the throne should have come to me because of the murder of the traitor, and it is in this rocky mountain that the name is hidden.

My grandfather had spent 60 years working on it, making it a sword that could keep it from the rain; my father had spent 60 years working on it, making it a whip, giving it 100,000 soldiers; and I had spent 60 years working on it, making seven eggs, breaking the gates of the mountain and releasing a horse.

Now it's made, but I'm old and I don't have the strength to fulfill my ancestors' wishes.

Now, you have all these treasures.

If you do as I say, you will shoot the traitor and remove the traitor.” And I said, "What should I do?" The old beggar took bamboo and walked out of the hole, so that he could carry stones to seal the holetoday, in seven hundred and seventy-nine days, the arrows in the copper basin will become the magic of a ghost, and when you come to the top of the mountain, bend your bow and arrow, and shoot the emperor in the northern city.

when you shoot the magic arrow, you go back to the stone hole, move the copper basin, and the three treasures are under the copper basin.

if you throw seven eggs at the stone door of the foot of the mountain, the stone door will open and the horse will jump out; and if you ride on the horse and whip the bamboo on the mountain with the whip, the bamboo will burst and come out with 100,000 soldiers; and if you lead the soldiers against the imperial city, they will fight you with fire, and you will hold a sword, and the fire will burn back on them; and they will attack you with water, and you will use a sword and a sword, and the water will wash back on them.

but remember, the shifu warriors are powerful only a hundred miles from this rocky mountain, and you will be the king of shimon mountain, and you will not let your efforts go, or you will lose all that.” as promised, the old beggar took off his grass shoes, barefooted his feet, broke his hair and went side by side into the stone door of that thread and disappeared.

where can i get 77449 days? on the day of judgment, he will be like an ant in a hot pot, and he will neither sit nor sleep.

it was hard to get through to the forty-seventh day, when he was so itchy that he went ahead to the cave and removed the stone that closed the hole.

the wind blows in, the blue, dark fire in the copper basin hits the top of the hole, the wind blows in, and the fire in the copper basin goes out.

forty-seven days have passed by, and the magic bows and arrows have sent out green light, like four still alive bamboos.

and bamboo took the bow, and it was clear, as if it had been stung by ice.

he went up to the top of the mountain and turned his bow into a full moon in the direction of the northern capital city, and the arrows, like a meteor, fired three arrows.

as soon as the three arrows left the bow, they disappeared.

the emperor of the city is sitting in the courtyard, and the emperor sits in the centre of the throne.

all of a sudden, three arrows of green bamboo flew in the air and shot directly at the emperor's heart.

the emperor fell from the throne with three arrows in his heart, fainting and unconscious.

it is a good thing that the emperor's court doctor has rushed to raise the emperor and examine his wounds.

the three arrows are the end of the crossbow, and they are no longer powerful in the emperor's heart.

the arrows of the three green bamboo arrows have pierced the dragon robe, and they only hurt the emperor's flesh.

the emperor, in his frightful and cold sweat, immediately ordered that when the matter of the cold arrow was thoroughly investigated by the shaman, he must find the person who shot the arrow and put an end to it.

then, when the shaitan gained a bit of magic, he extrapolated the three arrows, and soon locked the stonegate mountain.

the emperor said, "i will personally take the army to stoneman hill, capture the traitor, tear him to pieces and break my heart!" so, the emperor led 200,000 troops towards stonegate hill.

besides, after shooting three arrows, he returned to the master's stone hole, moved the copper basin and took out the three treasures he left behind.

when the moon came forth at night and the moon shined upon the stone door, he brought seven eggs to the wall of the stone gate, which was steep and narrow and revealed only a ray of light.

takeh's shoes off, bare feetStand in front of the stone gate, with the eggs in his hand, and push towards the cliff wall of the stone gate.

When you hit the first egg, you heard the sound of a white smoke coming out of the stone door; The second, the third, the fourth...

the sound was getting loud, the smoke was getting thicker, there was a fire in the fog, there was a fire in the seventh egg, there was a fire in the stone door, there was a fire in the cliff wall, the stone door opened on both sides, and then a white light came out of the stone door, and there was a silver white horse.

He cried out to him, and called him to him, and he leaped, and on a horse, and he swung, and raised up bamboo, and drove fog, and ran from the foot of the hill to the top, and from it to the foot.

And so he ran, and he heard the sound of the horse and the sound of the horse's hoof, as if it had been angered, and the support stood up, shaking in the wind, and the sound of the death of thousands of horses in the bamboo festival。