technical type

When the Hongqiao was being built, Master Ji couldn't come to the site in person. Ji Mo always thought it was something wrong with his legs and feet, and really didn't want to move. When he went back, he didn't know when, but he had died of illness for several years.

"Your master didn't want to tell you, so as not to disturb you, and the senior brothers who were with you didn't say anything either... He knows your intentions and doesn't want you to delay the bridge-building... Those models in the house are all What you do, your master said, I will leave it to you..."

Mrs. Ji was talking nonsense. For her, this incident happened a few years ago, and the sadness has long passed. Besides, she only felt a little bit reluctant. She stayed here just to see Ji Mo. After that, She is going to live in the town, and she has two sons who will be taken to support.

"This house is also reserved for you to live in. Whenever you don't want to live in it, just put a lock on the door..."

There are not so many particulars in the village, and it is not as exaggerated as not closing the door at night, but in broad daylight, the door is open, and it is not very afraid of others entering.

What Master Ji said at the time was to leave the house to Ji Mo. When she came to Master Ji, she gave a discount. She was reluctant to part with this house. Still reluctant.

She has been frank all her life, only hiding her selfishness in this matter, and changed Master Ji's words, Master Ji couldn't help feeling guilty, and looked away.

Ji Mo didn't look at her, and when he came back, he bowed respectfully and offered incense in front of Master Ji's spirit card. The rising cigarette soon filled the narrow hall, and Master Ji's voice came through the smoke, as if it was thousands of miles away Besides, Xu Xu's is not so clear.

"When did it happen?"

His voice was a bit hoarse, Ji Mo really didn't expect that it was like this last time when we parted, he clearly saw that Master Ji was still in good health before he left, obviously...

"It's been a long time—" Mrs. Ji said, it was two years after Ji Mo left. At that time, Master Ji fell and didn't care. His legs were not very good, and she was complained by Mrs. Ji Be careful, how did you expect that you would lie on the bed to recuperate, but you would never get up again.

The two sons also went to the doctor in the town to see them. After seeing it, they only said that it was a cold, and they had been taking medicine to support them, intermittently, and they didn't get better.

Ji Mo listened, feeling great grief in his heart, life and death are always inevitable, not to mention that Master Ji is so old, even at this age, it is always happy and mourning, but...

"I see."

She didn't say anything to Mrs. Ji, the expression on the other party's face was clearly over, isn't life all about looking forward?

Ji Mo made a special trip to buy paper to pay respects to Master Ji's grave, and specially made two paper figurines and burned them together. He knelt there, watching the paper figurines gradually turning into black ashes in the fire, and thought of What happened was the separation between life and death again and again, "I didn't see the last side, I couldn't believe it, so I said goodbye like this."

The expression on the face has faded, and the dark eyes are filled with the ink of life and death again and again, as if being pressed by something, they are firmly deposited below, unable to surge up.

"I just want to have less experience in life, focus on skills, and not be disturbed by others. When I go home in the future, I will still be a teenager. But, how can life be without experience?"

The master selected by the system is destined to be bound. With the bound, it is difficult to get rid of it, even if the bound will always die in front of him. Let him say goodbye and let him watch the kite break. It’s true that I can’t see where the broken kite flew to, where it landed, and I can’t find it, but the end of the thread always falls on him, one after another, making him feel like an abandoned Like a kite, lonely and scattered.

"Master, I'm late."

"Master, please go."

"Master, I'm going to build a bridge."

Ji Mo kowtowed in front of the grave, his forehead was stained with dirt, and the dirt seemed to feel the heat from the baking in front of him, paper ashes were flying, as if flying all over the sky, and his breath smelled of black ash.

Get up again, leave, turn around and walk away, Ji Mo thought, he has nothing to worry about again.

Five years later.

There is a lot of rain in the mountainous area. Sometimes this rain does not necessarily come from the sky, but the moisture gathered on the cloudy days gathers on the forest trees. The leaves are like dewdrops, and the water vapor that keeps gathering can't help it. When it rolls over, it just drops down. , like rain, fell on pedestrians.

Passing through the forest, you can see a bright place. There is a bare mountain protruding out, and it is not bordered by others. You can also see some bare rocks on the opposite side. The two peaks are not connected. But I can look into the distance.

"Okay, throw it over here."

A flexible silk thread is tied to the arrow shaft. When the arrow comes, the thread comes, and a thicker rope is tied behind the end of the thread. When the opposite side keeps pulling, the hanging distance between the two peaks is completely replaced by the rope, and it will change again. Continue with thicker and heavier ropes, and then chains, chains made of iron.

Both ends of the chain were nailed deep into the ground with deep wedge nails. Not only were the town beasts cast on a sufficiently firm foundation, but a boulder was also pressed on top of the town beasts to ensure that the chains would not collapse due to load bearing. broken.

After one iron cable is stabilized, the other iron cable does not need to be so laborious. Those who are bold enough to climb the iron cable will naturally send the other iron cable over. The prepared plank was laid on two iron cables, fastened, and a balustrade of braided rope was added on both sides, and fastened to two lengths of huge logs for stakes.

At one end, a bridge pavilion was built on the town beast, and the word "Wangting" was written on it, which means "wait and stop". Looking at this beautiful mountain scenery is also extremely beautiful.

It is not as high as the sea of ​​clouds, but it has more fairy spirit. This iron chain bridge is a unique scenery in mountainous areas.

After all the construction was completed, all the men looked at their masterpiece and were filled with joy in their hearts.

"It's finally over, but it's not easy."

"Yeah, how long has it been!"

This kind of bridge doesn't seem to take very long to build, but it takes a long time to prepare materials, especially Ji Mo's careful attention to every link, so it is inevitable to do some things by himself, and his almighty , It also made all the men admire him.

Ji Mo walked on the bridge, stood in the middle of the bridge, looked at the scenery on both sides, like a fairy standing out of thin air, admiring the verdure of the world.

The short coat on his body is less ethereal, and the vicissitudes on his face are less fairy-like, but the feeling of being able to stand between two peaks for a small person... Thinking about the future, I don’t know how many people will see this bridge and marvel Its steepness has an unspeakable emotion.

Before I knew it, so many years had passed!

The professional knowledge points have already reached a hundred points, but Ji Mo has no intention of taking the exam right away. He has not built enough bridges, and the so-called experience is still superficial. feelings.

In another ten years, when Ji Mo was expropriated by the government to build a pontoon bridge, something happened. It should be blood-sucking worm disease. Han, when he died of illness, was as dry as dry wood.

I don't know what this blood-sucking insect is like. Ji Mo's previous knowledge is not common in this world, so this is the time.

Let the disciples leave, Ji Mo is alone in the room, this is a temporary house, there are not many friendly decorations, there are beds and tables in the simple room, apart from that, there are no stools, the place is small, and the air It seems that the white mist as thin as a veil can be seen, coming in from the gaps in the wooden house, and it does not linger.

This, it seems, is also called miasma.

"That's it for now."

[The first stage of study is over, do you accept the test? 】

"Yes."

The long-awaited question finally got the answer, and the exam came.

[The first stage of theory test, time three and 10 minutes——Please briefly describe the pros and cons of various bridge-building methods in terms of skills. 】

"The topic seems a bit difficult."

Ji Mo thinks this way, but he also knows that the difficulty does not lie in the text description. The so-called pros and cons must be measured from the perspective of various data. For example, the pontoon bridge built now is purely for convenience and speed. The real load is still not as good , that is, to the extent that people will not directly fall into the water and drown.

Similarly, the cable bridge suspended between two mountain peaks crosses not rivers but gaps in mountain streams. It serves as a bridge for communication, but there is no need to consider whether it will be washed away by floods—floods that can fly into the air, It does not exist, and what needs to be considered is the impact of wind on the bridge. This is why this cable bridge uses iron chains instead of simple hemp ropes. Wind and rain erosion must be considered.

As the most common arch bridge, there are different degrees of difficulty, some are simple and some are advanced, such as Hongqiao, it is the most difficult one, and it is not very common. Apart from following Master Zhang, Ji Mo I built it once behind me, and later, I just built it with other people. Obviously, I don’t have the conditions to complete it independently. Now that I think about it, it can be regarded as a pity.

While thinking about the bridges I have built, the bridges I have participated in, and the bridges I have never built but I have heard about the specific bridges from Master Ji, I will compare the data of these bridges and describe these bridges clearly. In the suitable environment, with one mind and two tasks, the handwriting was not messy, and he was still going down according to Ji Mo's thoughts. Soon, a neatly written text was completed.

Before Ji Mo could check it again, the paper was taken away, and the time was up.

[Please select an exam work. 】

Spots of light flashed in front of my eyes, like stars in the night, each with its own unique light, Ji Mo looked at them and couldn't help but sigh: "It's this stage again, it's always hard to choose, it's time to choose Which is better?"

Obviously, it should be a very rigorous exam, but because of the format of the exam, it is more like gambling on luck. Even at this moment, it is not sure which one will make it to the end. Ji Mo can't help but look at it.