If you take a stroll in Sudong City, Zhang Xuezhou can take half a day.
But when he walked out from Zhangjiazhuang, he felt the difficulty of life.
It is not that Zhang Xuezhou has never gone out, but the furthest he has ever been is in a ravine ten miles away from the village to catch crabs.
But this ten-mile journey took him almost half a day.
The mountain road is rugged and there are few flat areas. Weeds and thorny thorns often entangle your feet. When traveling, you need to use a wooden stick to constantly sweep away the weeds in front of you to be careful of poisonous snakes, centipedes and other poisonous things hidden in them.
If you want to go to the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple on Jiu Chi Slope, you have to walk at least two hundred miles.
Zhang Zhong asked for leave from the clan leader Zhang Bao's family and the treatment went smoothly. The family of three left the village and continued moving forward.
In just half a day's march, Zhang Xuezhou realized that he was exhausted.
The scorching high temperature continued to bake his body, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was really sick.
A very simple disease, heat stroke.
In a daze, he could only see masses of black energy coming out of his body.
"It's the possibility of the disease mentioned in the sequel of Conditioning Tips. I have to take precautions in advance!"
The thought came to Zhang Xuezhou's mind that if he continued to persist, he would definitely suffer from heat stroke.
In the absence of medicines, patients suffering from heat stroke can only keep using wet towels to cool down, and leave it to fate whether they can be saved.
"Dad, I can't walk anymore!"
Zhang Xuezhou sat down and pulled up his clothes to block the sun.
He took the gourd from his waist and poured the well water from the gourd into his throat.
"We've only walked fifteen miles, and we've slowed down to wait for you!"
Zhang Zhong put down the meat, smoked poisonous weeds and other things he carried on his back and looked at Zhang Xuezhou helplessly.
He had to downgrade Zhang Xuezhou's evaluation by another level. Zhang Xuezhou's physical ability was not to mention hunting rabbits. If he was not hunted by rabbits, it would be a high price.
"I will get heatstroke if I continue walking?" Zhang Xuezhou said: "This mountain road is too difficult to walk on, and the weather is too hot!"
"Heatstroke? What heatstroke?"
Zhang Zhong, who had never suffered from heat stroke in his life, looked curious, thinking about the question Zhang Xuezhou mentioned.
"You are too weak!"
Zhang Zhong thought for a few seconds. He looked at Zhang Xuezhou's swaying body, stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Xuezhou, and carried Zhang Xuezhou on his body, while his right hand was holding food and other objects.
Zhang Xuezhou is not destined to be wealthy, but he suffers from the disease of wealth.
Zhang Zhong just thought about his most likely bleak old age. At this time, he had to put more thought into cultivating him and seek the possibility of living a slightly better life in his later years.
"Hunting and seeking treatment from Taoist priests and apprenticeships are not things that can be accomplished in a short period of time." Yourong said: "Twenty miles further there is a thatched cottage. Let's rest there and not be in a hurry!"
"Er Baozi's physical foundation is so poor that he is no different from those scholars in the big city who know nothing about it!"
Zhang Zhong scratched his head and felt that Zhang Xuezhou's physical fitness was nothing like that of a village boy.
"Is there anyone else in the same physical condition as me?"
After hearing Zhang Zhong's words, Zhang Xuezhou, who was a little dizzy, suddenly became energetic.
As the weakest peer in Zhangjiazhuang, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he will be much more balanced if there are many people with similar physical qualities to him in the outside world.
As the weakest person in Zhangjiazhuang for many years, his self-confidence was almost wiped out.
When Zhang Zhong mentioned that there were many people like him in the city, Zhang Xuezhou felt that this dream world was finally a little bit normal.
"Which city are they in? How far away is that city from us? What does the city look like? Is there anything particularly special about it?"
Zhang Xuezhou asked several questions in succession. When Zhang Zhong was about to put him down and let Zhang Xuezhou walk on his own, Zhang Xuezhou shut up.
Yourong, who was leading the way ahead, briefly mentioned the world outside the village.
"Speaking of which, you have an aunt. If you are interested in studying, we can go to your aunt in the future and ask her to send you to a nearby school!"
Rong mentioned his relatives in Chengdu, but Zhang Zhong remained silent.
You Rong was also a city dweller in the past, but fell in love with him, a big-time soldier, and followed him hundreds of miles away, eventually becoming the wife of a hunter.
Being poor in the mountains, there are no distant relatives. The Rong family is now thick and thick, and has completely lost the appearance and figure of the past. She has never had the face to go back to her parents' home. She can only mention her sister with whom she was close in the past, trying to save her face and ask for help in the future.
Practicing martial arts, practicing martial arts, studying, there are many ways to get ahead.
It was impossible for Zhang Xuezhou to become a good hunter. After experiencing the pain in their hearts, Zhang Zhong and the Yourong family had to clear the way for their not-so-good son.
According to Zhang Xuezhou's calculation and writing skills, reading as mentioned by Rong is indeed a way out.
Although it was a bit embarrassing to seek help from Rong's relatives, for the sake of his son, Zhang Zhong felt that it was worth the loss of face.
Just going to Chengdu to let Zhang Xuezhou study and seek fame was obviously at the bottom of the list.
At the moment, Zhang Zhong felt that seeking help from Jiuchi Taoist Temple was the most practical thing.
Whether the Taoist priest of Jiu Chi Taoist Temple heals Zhang Xuezhou's body, or he becomes an apprentice to learn martial arts, this is a good way out.
The long mountain road was winding, and it was not until after four days of extremely grueling journey that Zhang Xuezhou saw a hill with artificial traces.
The hill is not high, and there is a Taoist temple with blue bricks and white walls on the hillside.
"You stay outside the Taoist priest's temple for two days, and when your mother and I hunt wild boar, we can go in together to ask for an audience with the Taoist priest!"
Zhang Zhong took some of the remaining dried meat, untied the kettle, and brought out some poisonous herbs to smoke out poisonous insects.
"How about we send Xuezhou outside the Taoist temple?" Yourong said.
"What are you going to give? If you send it down and be seen by the Taoist priest, how can the Taoist priest want a useless... person like Erbaozi to be his apprentice!"
Zhang Zhong sighed.
The mountain road that follows is not difficult to walk, and he really has to carry Zhang Xuezhou up the mountain. But if the Taoist priest sees that Zhang Xuezhou is so delicate, there is no chance that Zhang Xuezhou will even think about becoming a disciple and learning skills from the country.
"I'll go up myself!"
Zhang Xuezhou shook his aching body, took a look at the Taoist temple halfway up the mountain, and felt that it would be no big problem for him to climb up the mountain.
In the past few days, he continued to attend classes during the day and spent all his nights on the road.
Of course, it was easy for him to go on the road, after all, Zhang Zhong was carrying him all the way.
But carrying it was far from comfortable, and the bumps along the way almost made Zhang Xuezhou's bones fall apart.
It was only now that Zhang Xuezhou began to move his body that had not exercised for a long time.
He took the dried meat and wheat grains wrapped in small cloth, along with the kettle and poisonous weeds, and took the bamboo stick from You Rong's hand to open the way.
While banging, Zhang Xuezhou also staggered towards the mountainside.
"Is our son really good?"
Looking at Zhang Xuezhou's retreating figure, Mrs. Yourong couldn't help but worry.
She looked at it again and again, extremely worried about Zhang Xuezhou's ability to survive independently outside.
Zhang Xuezhou's climb up the mountain is just the beginning.
Just thinking about how Zhang Xuezhou often fell asleep and couldn't wake up even with thunder and lightning, Ms. Yourong felt that she couldn't rest assured.
But it was impossible for Zhang Zhong to hunt the wild boar alone, so she had to follow him.
While thinking back and forth, Mr. Yourong's face was full of worry.
"If he becomes a disciple in the future, we can still escort him to enter the country to practice." Zhang Zhong said helplessly: "We must let him be independent after all."
"That's true!" Mrs. Yourong nodded.
"If I had known that there would be two more children, if one was abolished, another one would take over!"
Zhang Zhong sighed and looked at his lower body, obviously very annoyed by the hunting wounds.
No matter how much demon flesh he was able to recover from his hidden wounds, it could not save him from regaining his masculine dignity. When it came to training the next generation, Zhang Zhong had no choice but to clean up Zhang Xuezhou's mess.
He and Yourong murmured a few words before hurriedly heading in another direction.
Halfway up the mountain, Zhang Xuezhou climbed the mountain for nearly two hours before approaching the Taoist temple with blue bricks and white walls, exhausted.
Before he got close to the Taoist temple gate, he heard a voice of disgust coming from the Taoist temple.
"Unfortunately, don't enter the old door. I don't want to mess with you, so don't mess with me either!"
The voice was not directed at anyone else. Zhang Xuezhou was very sure that the voice in the Taoist temple was speaking to him.
