When Ye Congwen woke up, it was already a scorching sun in the sky. Judging from the dazzling intensity of the sun, it was almost noon. He was about to stand up like a carp.
Suddenly, my hands became numb and my whole body ached. Every muscle fiber seemed to have been beaten severely, and there was no place that was not aching. I was so frightened that I quickly took off my clothes and checked my body.
The entire torso is as red as a ripe shrimp, and the blood vessels are like earthworms, densely packed and shocking!
I didn't even have time to put on my shoes, so I endured the numbness and pain and looked for a bronze mirror to look at myself. Fortunately, there was nothing unusual. If you have this look on your face and body, I'm afraid you will scare a lot of people when you go out.
It's late autumn now, and it's chilly in the morning and evening. Wearing a thin coat occasionally won't attract anyone's attention.
It’s just that this situation won’t leave any bad sequelae on the body, right? Ye Congwen himself didn't have a clue. Anyway, the miraculous effect last night was very satisfying to him. Even if there were some sequelae, he would accept it calmly.
"It stands to reason that if you are beaten violently, you will only be bruised and blue the next day. It is really rare to be so red! Could it be that the opposite is true?
The bruises are turning blue and require resting in bed. Should this person with red flesh and blood need to exercise more to absorb more vitality and improve his physical condition? "
Ye Congwen did as he was told. He got into a good stance and hit the one hundred and eight styles of Breaking Wind Fist without landing. It just didn't have the same imposing momentum as last night, but it was a bit stronger than before. .
This was as expected. That kind of overbearing energy could not be stored at all. Even if he did not squander it, it would find other ways to evaporate.
By squandering your own body, you can at least experience the addiction of a kung fu master. The most important thing is that it can also improve your own physique. In time, you will definitely reach the physique of a normal person of the Huaye tribe.
The road must be walked step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time. Ye Congwen had no choice but to comfort himself not to be impatient, as the future is long. The reason why Ye Rulang is so strong now is because he started eating five kilograms of meat per meal when he was ten years old and gradually increased to the current top level of more than ten kilograms per meal.
"I wonder if there is a special secret method that can store those majestic energy in the body, and then explode it when you want to use it or face a life-and-death decision. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"
After saying this, I suddenly thought of the man in white who had magical powers. After killing the rhino-horned elephant with his bare hands, he collapsed on the ground completely weak, exactly like his situation yesterday. Could it be that the so-called divine art is a profound skill that can accumulate such majestic energy!
Otherwise, normal people will not collapse on the ground even if they exhaust their physical strength. Just like the hunters of the two tribes, there are times when they fight to the death with powerful prey, and they can often bring the prey back after exhausting their physical strength to win. Home!
There may be discrepancies in it, but it is definitely close to my guess. But now you have to improve your strength. Otherwise, if your foundation is too poor, even if you are given a magical book, you will not be qualified to practice it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing?
Ye Congwen slowly got dressed, lit a fire to cook, and stewed the two-color ginseng stewed last night mixed with beef again. Until his body returns to normal, he will never dare to stew chicken with fresh two-color ginseng. After all, messing around may endanger life, so he still needs to be aware of safety.
I had nothing to do in the afternoon, so I went to the old place as usual to wait for the hunters to return. When I was bored, I played a set of Po Feng Fist. My body showed signs of slowly recovering.
It took three or four days before the strangeness in Ye Congwen's body faded away. Ye Congwen couldn't wait to prepare the second two-color ginseng chicken stew, which was exactly the same as before.
But this time it was broad daylight, and Ye Congwen was afraid of being discovered, so he cooked the stew directly on the boat and rowed to a deserted stream bank to enjoy a delicious meal.
As usual, as before, the nameless energy erupted like a volcano, burning Ye Congwen's eyes red. A set of wind-breaking fists could no longer squander the energy quickly, because this time it seemed to come faster and more violently than before.
In desperation, he had no choice but to blast at a willow tree as thick as a bucket, beating the skin and wood of the willow tree to pieces. Finally, he fell to the ground with a loud bang, almost hitting himself.
Ye Congwen was so frightened that he ducked away instinctively. After venting his anger, he checked his hands, but they were intact. It was as if his fists had been wrapped in a thick mass of energy. The punches he punched were indestructible and could even blast away stones.
"I really need to find a stone to try next time!"
Ye Congwen took a sip of the chicken soup and said with anticipation. This time he learned wisely and reserved part of the pot of soup to replenish energy. After all, if he collapsed in this deserted place, he would probably become the dinner of a wild beast. .
Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Congwen estimated that the time was almost up. There was no sign of the hunter coming back for nine consecutive days. Today was the limit.
Regardless of whether the hunting team has harvested something or not, they will definitely go home to rest today, but they should go to the creek and wait early, just in case they can use their place.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw something crawling on the roots of the fallen willow tree. He ran over and saw that it was an old turtle. He had an idea and threw it to the ground with its hind legs, and it fell flat on its back.
"The tortoise stew seems to be quite nourishing. It's just you tonight!"
Ye Congwen casually pulled a cane, tied the old turtle like a rice dumpling, jumped on the boat in a few steps, and rowed quickly towards the creek where the boat was moored.
The inlet of the creek where boats are parked is bustling with people, cows roaring and horses neighing, it's a lively scene.
Ye Congwen heard laughter from afar and knew that everyone had returned from hunting, and from the sound, they must have returned with a full load.
"I wonder if you have caught any live snow chickens?" Ye Congwen made a small calculation in his mind, shook the oars suddenly, and flew through the water like a sharp arrow.
"Hey! Is Xiao Congwen secretly fishing?"
Everyone saw Ye Congwen rowing a boat and rushing towards him at an alarming speed. He was obviously anxious and afraid of being scolded. Take some time out to make some jokes.
"But no one has guessed, there is an old bastard lying on his back in the boat!"
Ye Congwen saw that he was about to hit the big ship. He stood on the bow of the ship and stepped on it. The entire back half of the ship stood up out of the water and made a big circle around the bow. The whole ship stopped safely. About three meters away from the big ship.
Everyone was dumbfounded. The force of that kick was not small. It was almost as strong as that of a twelve or thirteen-year-old female giant. What's more, there were only a few people who wanted to be able to do whatever they wanted like Ye Congwen.
"Xiao Congwen, your boat playing skills are getting better and better. I think you are the number one person in Iron Tower Village in terms of skills alone. What good food have you eaten recently? Your strength has increased a lot?"
Only then did Ye Congwen realize that he had almost revealed his secret, and he quickly said with a smug smile:
"Brother Picking Flowers, thank you for your prize. Thanks to your pheasants, I dug out a few small ginseng and mixed it with the stew. Grandpa, the patriarch, asked me to do the Wind-breaking Fist ten times a day. I also feel that I have been full of strength these days. Rowing is much faster than before——
I don’t know if any snow chickens were caught this time. I saw that there was a lot of prey on the boat. "
Ye Congwen quickly changed the topic in order to prevent everyone from becoming suspicious. In fact, he was overly concerned. These people had been sleeping in the open for more than ten days. They were all exhausted and wanted to go home and have a peaceful sleep.
Just now, Ye Congwen's movements were too dangerous and crisp, far beyond everyone's expectations, so he asked this question.
"It's getting dark soon. When it comes, hurry up and get on the boat to help!"
In the end, it was the boss Ye Rulang who spoke and decided everything. How much strength can that small body use?
Ye Congwen quickly jumped on the big boat to help tie up the prey. After all, most of them were living animals. If they were not tied firmly and jumped into the water, it would be trivial. If they ran around and capsized the boat, it would be troublesome.
After loading the ship, everyone quickly set sail back to the village. In order to avoid losses, they had to take it to the county town to sell it at two o'clock tomorrow morning, so they had to rest early tonight and recharge their batteries to prepare for tomorrow morning.
Ye Congwen returned home satisfied with the three snow chickens that Ye Zhihua gave him. He killed the tortoise and stewed another pot of soup with the two-color ginseng. After drinking, he took a bath and went to bed early.
As usual, when going to the county town to sell goods, Ye Congwen, a full-time accountant, must be in place. Although Ye Congwen was worried about running into the Mo family or the Yu family, he was followed by a dozen strong men two to three meters tall, and his own skills were also If you make great progress, you will naturally have nothing to fear from anyone.
However, for the sake of safety, Ye Congwen still brought a piece of two-color ginseng weighing one kilogram. If he really met a powerful person, he could eat it alive as a last-ditch effort. After all, the elites of Tieta Village were recuperating at home. , Selling goods is something that a top combat power like Ye Rulang wouldn't even bother to participate in.
Unexpectedly, I wasted a long time thinking about it. At dawn, dozens of vendors were already waiting in a long queue at the pier. In less than an hour, they were all sold out. They just bought some vegetables, kelp, fungus and other things, and then set sail. Back to the village!
The hunters in Tieta Village rested for three days and set out again with dry food and drinks. There were fewer and fewer prey nearby, so they had no choice but to head into the deep mountains and old forests.
Ye Congwen knew that he would be away for at least eight or nine days, so he was happy to go out early and come back late to look for two-color ginseng, and occasionally go to the old patriarch to learn Feng Shui. Day by day I get up earlier and earlier and go back later, but I have been having bad luck recently and have never found anything better than last time.
But he didn't feel anxious at all, because he had already chosen a treasure mountain with a perfect location, surrounded by mountains and water, and the Feng Shui conditions were so good that he had never seen them before!
He estimated that there were three-color ginseng hidden there, but Baoshan was almost one hundred and fifty miles away from Tieta Village. Even at his current rowing speed, he probably wouldn't be able to get close to Baoshan in less than four or five hours.
If you add in the at least six hours of searching for the treasure, it will take at least three hours to come back even if you can walk faster along the flowing water. Calculating on your fingers, it will take at least twelve or thirteen hours from start to finish, even at dawn Set off at six o'clock and get home at least eight o'clock in the evening?
But I heard the old patriarch said that no one in Tieta Village has been able to walk back alive from the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range alone in this dark night for hundreds of years. There has never been...
