I am not afraid of living a hard life, but I am afraid of living a boring and monotonous life...
Late autumn is approaching and the weather is getting cooler.
However, the most obvious change that Ye Changshan felt was not the weather or the vegetation, but the choking smell of smoke that became stronger every morning. Since the yard is cleaned so clean every day, it is impossible to tell what time it is from here. Only when you walk out of the yard will you find that the leaves on the trees have completely faded, and a few small trees are already standing there bare. .
Maybe it’s because there are more fallen leaves, so the smell of burning is greater?
However, Ye Changshan has already adapted to all this. It doesn't matter whether the taste is strong or light. He is now even more happy with his continuous progress.
After several months of training, Ye Changshan and Yingping have become much stronger and have gradually adapted to daily training. Although the amount of training is constantly increasing, both of them can adapt easily without being out of breath or having leg pain. They can even chat while training.
However, the two teenagers didn't know that in addition to regular exercise, the small pills they took every day also played a big role.
The two of them were growing taller, and Zichun worked hard for these two little guys. After Ji Yang and the supervisor finished practicing in the morning, they were often driven by Zichun to collect medicine in the mountains in the afternoon. According to their physical conditions, the formula of small pills was adjusted every once in a while.
The two teenagers also felt the changes in their bodies. Facing their growing and mature bodies, they became more and more confident. Practitioners need to "cultivate both internal and external". With a good body, there will be a good "outside" and a good "container". When practicing "inside" in the future, it will be able to accommodate more "breaths of heaven and earth". This The two of them knew this simple truth, so much so that they even vaguely looked forward to the next new 'experience' in the past few days.
Today, after eating pancakes, the two of them came to the courtyard as usual. The two of them unexpectedly discovered that in addition to Ji Yangyu standing there, there was another person next to him - Qilang, who was also standing next to Ji Yangyu. This time he did not hold a broom in his hand, which made people look a little confused for a moment. Not used to it.
Seeing that Shichiro was there, he said hello——
"Third Senior Brother (Uncle), Seventh Senior Brother (Uncle)."
This seventh senior brother also came today to accept the 'guidance' of the third senior brother? Ye Changshan muttered in his heart.
On weekdays, the presence of this seventh senior brother is indeed too low. Sometimes, the existence of such a person is not felt at all. Today, he suddenly appeared next to the third senior brother, giving people an inexplicable sudden feeling.
Yingping's thoughts were similar to those of Ye Changshan, but the sense of abruptness and strangeness given to him by his seventh uncle was even more obvious - mainly because Yingping got up late, and he usually couldn't see his seventh uncle after getting up. Although they live in the same courtyard, the chances of meeting each other are very few.
Is this Qilang a practitioner?
Is there anything else special about it?
What is Shichiro's identity...
They knew nothing about these Qilangs and were very confused, so they had to wait quietly for Ji Yang to speak.
"You two have been practicing here for some time. You have worked hard and achieved remarkable results."
After the two heard this, they couldn't help but smile with joy. They looked at each other and tried their best to hold back their laughter.
"From today onwards, you must practice more!" Ji Yang and Bu Bubu came to their senses from their joy and continued: "I hope you can bear it."
After saying that, Ji Yangyu took a step back and let Qilang stand in front of him.
Qilang still had that expressionless face. Ye Changshan and Yingping looked at the seventh senior brother (uncle) and were a little at a loss. What if this is training us? sweep the floor? Or cleaning windows? Wait, just now Third Senior Brother (Uncle) said 'hold on'? What to carry...
The two of them really had no clue at the moment, but Qilang didn't give them too much time to guess, and said to them: "You, lie down on the ground."
Qi Lang pointed at Ye Changshan. Ye Changshan didn't know what he was doing, but he had to lie down obediently. The ground in the yard was cleaned cleanly by the seventh senior brother. It was really 'spotless', so he lay down on the ground. Ye Changshan didn't think there was anything wrong.
After Ye Changshan lay on the ground, Qilang walked to the side, and then he lifted a square marble from the steps! This piece of marble is about two fists thick, one and a half feet long, and one foot wide. Logically speaking, such a piece of marble should be close to the weight of an adult, but now in Shichiro's hands, it is as light as the broom he usually holds. .
Ying Ping watched the Seventh Master holding the marble as he walked straight up the steps. He was still so cold. Before he could ask, he put it on the back of his gown - looking at the Seventh Master's lifting of the marble as if it was light, Ying Ping didn't think anything was wrong until Ye Changshan suddenly screamed——
"Ouch - what is this thing? Why is it so heavy!?"
But the seventh uncle didn't pay attention to his junior brother's cries and howls. Instead, he took out a hemp rope and tied the big stone slab firmly to Ye Changshan's back.
"Changshan!? Are you okay? Is this stone heavy?" Yingping squatted down in confusion, and couldn't help but be curious when he saw Ye Changshan screaming so 'miserably'.
"Nonsense...heavier than you! No...heavier than both of you!"
Yingping shook the marble, and an unbearable heaviness spread into his arms. Only then did he feel that this stone was really heavy!
"Don't - don't shake, I, I'm a little out of breath..."
Yingping raised his head and looked at the two uncles.
"Stop shouting. Junior sister's pills have the effect of strengthening the body. You have been taking them for a hundred days, and your internal organs, body, and muscles have changed a lot. Not to mention this stone, even if you add another stone, you can bear it."
It wasn't until this moment that the two of them knew that the pill they took every day had such miraculous effects.
Ye Changshan tried his best to hold the ground with both hands so that he could breathe. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would suffocate at any time.
Qi Lang ignored Ye Changshan's lingering look and said coldly: "Get up."
climb...? climb up?
At this moment, Ye Changshan wondered whether he had been so crushed that he misheard what Senior Brother Seventh said. Let alone getting up, Ye Changshan could barely survive being crushed to death.
"climb up."
Qi Lang said something again at this time, and Ye Changshan confirmed that his ears heard correctly.
No wonder the third senior brother would say that he should 'carry it'. It seems that today's training is to 'get up'...
There was no other way, Ye Changshan had to use all his strength to hold up his heavy body.
Ye Changshan was originally stronger than his peers. After these few months of training, now the toned muscle lines can be vaguely seen in various parts of his body. In addition, he is sparing no effort to tighten his muscles. At this moment, he is completely different. He is only a twelve-year-old boy, but he is as dark and thick as the sixth senior brother.
But - no matter how hard Ye Changshan tried, he couldn't lift the stone on his back even half an inch.
Ye Changshan was eager to hear the voices of the two senior brothers shouting to stop, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement. Helpless, Ye Changshan could only hold his breath and try again - this time, he concentrated all his strength on his arms. It was not only his arms that were tightly stretched, but also his chest, back, waist and even back. The neck is exerting force...
But such exertion brought him the most intuitive feeling——
pain! Ye Changshan only felt one thing at this time, and that was pain, a kind of pain in which the body was tearing apart! My chest and arms are particularly painful, as if my body is being divided, bit by bit, extremely minutely...
Finally, the stone on my back lifted slightly...
Then, he fell heavily again...
Ye Changshan lay on the ground, panting heavily and swallowing hard. At this time, he no longer had the energy to 'beg for mercy'.
Even lifting such a small amount cost half his life. You asked a twelve-year-old boy to 'climb' carrying such a large stone? This is not feasible...
"climb up."
Ye Changshan didn't even calm down his breath, and the cold voice of the seventh senior brother came to his ears again. This time, he really suspected that he was hallucinating.
Even Yingping doubted his ears. Is this still my uncle? Could it be that this uncle didn't feel sorry for Ye Changshan at all? From beginning to end, there was only one sentence, like a stone without emotion.
Yingping looked back at Ji Yangyu, but Ji Yangyu shook his head at him, seeming to signal him not to interfere.
"S-Senior Brother Seventh... I, I really can't carry it... I really... tried my best... or else... you can change the piece..." Something lighter..."
Ye Changshan kept begging, he was really oppressed to the point of despair. But no matter how hard he begged, the seventh senior brother just stood there quietly and watched with cold eyes, as if it had nothing to do with him even if Ye Changshan was crushed to death at this moment.
"The hatred in your heart can be turned into strength."
After a long time, Shichiro finally spoke.
Ye Changshan twisted his neck and turned his head with difficulty, looking at the seventh senior brother in confusion. His eyes were still as empty as they were in the quadrangle during the reexamination that day, and as they were every time they met and greeted each other these days.
What does carrying stones have to do with 'hate'? Ye Changshan didn't want to think about the connection, and he didn't have the energy to think about it.
"The hatred in the heart can be turned into strength...the anger in the heart can be turned into strength...the pain in the heart can be turned into strength...the sadness in the heart can also be turned into strength..."
"but I......"
"You have just lifted this stone, why can't you carry it and get up?"
"But it..."
"Hated, angry, hurt, and sad!"
"I…..."
"Hate, anger, pain, sadness!"
Brother Seven simply stopped talking nonsense and shortened this long sentence into four simple words. Whenever Ye Changshan wanted to say something, he said these four words heavily, not giving Ye Changshan any chance. .
"Hate! Anger! Pain! Sadness!"
"Hate! Anger! Pain! Sadness!"
"Hate! Anger! Pain! Sadness!"
Qilang's voice became louder and louder, his speaking speed became faster and faster, and his expression became more and more ferocious, as if there was really an sworn enemy in front of him. In the end, he was actually hysterical and his eyes were red.
Yingping looked at Uncle Seventh, who was like a demon at the moment, and took a step back slightly, feeling a little scared. Qilang is like an Arhat who is subduing demons, constantly chanting incantations, cold and ruthless, and also like a cult believer who is practicing magic, constantly chanting scriptures.
This four-word magic spell surrounded Ye Changshan's ears. After experiencing the 'all-out' struggle just now, Ye Changshan was already a little dizzy. At this time, he was pressed by the heavy stones for a long time. Maybe it was because of his poor breathing, maybe Because of the blocked blood, Ye Changshan felt very uncomfortable, and even the feeling that life was worse than death in the small village that day reappeared.
Hate...angry...pain...sad...
Ye Changshan has indeed experienced pain and sorrow, and has reasons to hate and be angry. But these days, he has tried to forget the resentment and grief that once made him miserable, but he didn't want to be aroused all at once today.
hatred!
anger!
pain!
sad!
Yes, I do have the right to hate! You have the right to be angry! It’s entitled to pain! Qualified to be sad!
But I...have the ability to hate? Able to be angry? Capable of pain? Is it possible to be sad?
At this moment, all the negative emotions he had experienced burst out from his heart at the same time, merging into an indescribable force that filled his chest and quickly spread to his limbs.
Ye Changshan felt this power keenly and shouted——
"rise--!"
He struggled to hold on, and his whole body and the rocks rose slowly and steadily like the rising sun.
It turns out that the power of 'hatred and grief'... is so wonderful... This power gave Ye Changshan an unprecedented feeling. He had never felt that there was such a strong power hidden in his body. '.
Ye Changshan was very happy, but also very violent. It was this violence that gave him the feeling that I could destroy everything in the world...
It seems that I quite enjoy the 'pleasure' brought by this 'violence'?
Just when Ye Changshan was enjoying the power and was about to fully support his body, a gust of autumn wind blew by. He was already sweating profusely and was trembling all over. The rocks on his back suddenly dropped a few points.
Yingping clenched his fists at the side, his heart was extremely nervous, and he kept muttering "hold on" and "hold on"...
Fortunately, Ye Changshan stopped the falling stone and clenched his teeth to hold on.
"Not even close."
The seventh senior brother did not seem to be satisfied with Ye Changshan's efforts. Seeing that Ye Changshan had not fully propped up his body, he still demanded sternly.
"I...I'm almost...not going...to..."
Ye Changshan gritted his teeth and tried hard to squeeze out five words from between his teeth. At this time, his face was flushed, even a little red and purple, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like he was really about to die. He was afraid of the next moment. He will die violently.
"Where is the hatred, anger, pain, and sadness in your heart!?"
The seventh senior brother's voice was still strong. He stared at Ye Changshan with his eyes fixed on Ye Changshan, as if he was cheering for his younger junior brother, but also like a madman.
"Still...still..."
"Where's the power they gave you!?"
"Already...full..."
...
"Then think about those loved ones who have passed away..."
The Seventh Senior Brother was still staring at Ye Changshan, his eyes were finally no longer empty, and seemed to have something different, like care, warmth, and warmth.
Relatives? Are you talking about your parents? My parents have been away from me for a long time. They can no longer see that I am so promising...
"They are watching you from heaven..."
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ye Changshan actually felt that the seventh senior brother's tone was a little softer.
Yes, they must be looking at themselves in heaven, right? If they knew that they were born into a poor family, they would be very happy, right? You will definitely be happy for me, right?
Are they really looking at themselves?
Really...?
Yes! Must be there!
Ye Changshan shouted loudly, and then used the last bit of strength in his body to push his body up tenaciously. Every muscle in his body was tense, and he breathed greedily. The long-lost sense of comfort was shocking. And the rocks on my back don’t seem to be as heavy as before...
When Qi Lang saw Ye Changshan successfully 'getting up', he ignored him and turned around and left without saying a word.
...
"That's it for today. We'll have a day off tomorrow." Ji Yangyu finally spoke.
"What about me?" Yingping looked at Ye Changshan struggling to hold on, and he was also struggling in his heart. After all, in his opinion, he was the next person to be tested.
"You do not need."
What? unnecessary? Why is this?
"There will be a 'practice' suitable for you in the future." Ji Yanghe looked at Yingping meaningfully and said.
With confusion, Yingping lifted Ye Changshan up from the ground and helped him walk into the house.
[I didn’t take a nap at noon, so I did some coding]
