Ten days passed in a flash, and Zhao Lin's body was developing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The first was his height. He jumped up by nearly three centimeters. The speed made him a little uncomfortable. He occasionally bumped into things accidentally while walking.
The body is also much stronger, especially the waist, abdomen, chest, back, neck and other main parts of the trunk. The muscles are stacked and sharp, and they are no longer as thin as before.
Zhao Lin often suffers from cramps while sleeping and even wakes up in pain in the middle of the night. Zhao Lin knows that this is caused by the rapid growth of his body and lack of calcium.
A large amount of meat, eggs and milk must be supplemented.
He is relatively frugal with money, but is willing to spend a little more on food.
Every time after eating, the spirit animal map will absorb the vitality in the food and release heat flow to promote the evolution of the body.
"Having good physical fitness should be of great benefit to martial arts training."
Knowing that martial arts existed in this world, Zhao Lin also started thinking about it.
As a time traveler, who doesn’t have the dream of martial arts or cultivating immortality?
Especially in this place where the legal system is not perfect and strength is the key, martial arts is the foundation for a life.
There are still eight empty spaces in the spirit beast map, and Zhao Lin has no plans to absorb new beast spirits for the time being.
First, his current knowledge is limited, and the choices he makes may not be correct.
If an inappropriate beast spirit is absorbed, a square will be wasted.
Secondly, he was worried that the two spirits might exceed the physical burden, and instead be inferior to the current specialization in strength.
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"Excuse me, is this Liuhe Courtyard?"
In Xicheng, Qinghe County, a plainly dressed young man stood in front of the gate of a house with a pig on his shoulders, grabbing a copper ring to lock the doorway.
The young man is Zhao Lin. In order to make money as quickly as possible, he specializes in tasks with heavy cargo and long distances. He can earn a few more pennies per trip.
Because he is practical and does not care about things, he quickly won the trust of Mr. Bang. He no longer sent people to keep an eye on him and could deliver goods alone.
"What's going on?" The door opened and a yellow-faced young man walked out.
"The order says the delivery will be delivered to Liuhe Courtyard on Qingchun Street. Is that your place?"
Zhao Lin took out a bill from his arms and handed it over.
The yellow-faced young man took it, took a look, nodded and said, "Here it is, put it in the yard."
Zhao Lin walked in with the pig on his shoulders and looked around curiously.
"Huhaha..."
Winter has not yet passed, and a dozen young people wearing only thin wrestling clothes, some even shirtless, are galloping in the yard, lifting stone locks, and exercising their strength.
These are nothing, martial arts practitioners in previous lives also practiced this way, but when Zhao Lin looked at the few people with black belts on their waists to the east, his eyes lit up.
Some of them put their palms into the hot, smoking iron sand and rubbed it, while others hit their whole bodies with hammers as big as melons...
There were two other people sparring with fists and kicks, punching hard to the flesh, the wind was howling, and Zhao Lin felt it was difficult to breathe when he passed by.
Seeing is worth hearing a hundred times, this is definitely real skill!
"Excuse me, how much is the tuition for practicing martial arts here?"
Zhao Lin put down the pig and wiped the sweat from his head and asked.
When the yellow-faced young man saw that he was doing such hard work at such a young age, he not only did not look down upon him, but looked up at him and said in a gentle tone: "Our Liuhe Sect is more strict in recruiting disciples, and it also depends on their qualifications and temperament."
"They are apprentices. They pay two taels of silver a month and three months' fees at a time."
Zhao Lin took a breath and was shocked by this number.
Six thousand coins!
He felt that the phrase "the poor in literature and the rich in military power" should be changed. The rich in literature and the powerful in military affairs were more or less the same.
"What, you want to learn?"
The yellow-faced young man asked with a smile.
Zhao Lin said calmly: "I want to learn."
The yellow-faced young man nodded and said, "You have a good body and frame, so your qualifications should be fine."
Then he said no more.
Zhao Lin thanked him, walked out of the courtyard, and breathed out softly.
Such high tuition fees are prohibitive.
At noon, Zhao Lin sat on the embankment, looking at the boats moored on the shore, holding two buns in his hand and eating slowly.
Life is getting better little by little, the initial survival crisis I faced has been resolved, and I can eat steamed buns as I wished.
The next step is to take my brother out and keep the whole family fed and clothed. After a year or two, when I have enough money saved, I can find a place to learn martial arts...
"Brother Zhao, rest!"
Zhao Lin came to his senses and looked up to see Zhou Paotou walking over.
"It's okay, I'm in a daze."
"Let's go to the restaurant and have a drink."
It was not easy for the laborers to make money, and most of them wished they could break a penny in half and spend it. Only Zhou Paotou was extravagant and spent all his money on the Five Zang Temple.
However, his brother was a bachelor, so he had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry, and no one said anything.
"Brother Pao, find someone else. I just ate."
Zhao Lin declined politely, thinking that if he had the time, he might as well take more orders. If someone else invited him to dinner, he would have to find an opportunity to invite him back.
Zhou Paotou squatted down and lowered his voice: "Brother, please give me some face. I have something to tell you."
Zhao Lin was slightly startled when he saw that he was serious about what he was doing. He didn't know what he was looking for.
But when the conversation came to this point, I couldn't refuse anymore, so I walked into a roadside restaurant with him and found a quiet corner to sit down.
"Brother, we have known each other for a long time. Aren't you curious about the scar on my face?"
Zhou Paotou ordered a pot of wine, a plate of pork head meat, and a plate of peanuts. After the food and wine were served, he took a sip of wine and then asked Zhao Lindao with a smile.
Zhao Lin stopped eating after using his chopsticks. Hearing this, he said, "As the saying goes, you don't expose people's wounds. If you don't mention it, I won't ask."
"There's nothing I can't say. It was licked by a bear." Zhou Paotou said, stroking the scar.
"Is Xiong Zan a bear?"
"Yes, but Xiong Zan is different from ordinary black blind men. He can walk upright on two legs and is more ferocious. His common name is Renxiong."
Zhou Paotou said, picking up the wine glass and drinking it down in one gulp.
Zhao Lin said nothing and helped him fill up the wine.
Just listen to Zhou Paotou continue: "My family has been hunters for generations. I have been hunting in the mountains with my father since I was ten years old. When I was seventeen, my father and I accidentally entered the hemp soul circle."
"You know what the Hemp Soul Circle is, right?"
"I don't know." Zhao Lin shook his head.
Zhou Paotou explained to him: "Everywhere in the deep mountains and old forests is exactly the same, and there is nothing to compare the direction with. It is easy to get lost when you go to an unfamiliar place. We hunters call this the Ma Soul Circle."
"But my dad is an old hunter, and he told me to just observe the growth direction of the trees. The side facing the sun with dense leaves is south, and the side with sparse leaves is north."
"We found the right direction and walked out of the mountain. Unexpectedly, we broke into the territory of a bear. According to common sense, bears are actually afraid of people and usually hide when they see people."
"But Xiong Zhen is different. He immediately pounces on us when he sees us."
"My father and I ran away desperately, but we couldn't escape it at all. Seeing that we couldn't escape, my father pushed me hard and yelled at me to pretend to be dead. His backbone was broken by the bear's palm..."
Zhao Lin said sympathetically: "Your father saved your life."
"yes."
Zhou Paotou pointed to the scar on his left cheek and said, "I was lying on the ground pretending to be dead. The bear didn't know whether I was really dead or fake, so he came up and licked my face."
"I felt like a steel brush was brushing against my face. The pain was excruciating, but in order to survive, I gritted my teeth and endured it, and my face became what it is now."
Zhao Lin couldn't help but be in awe, thinking that he was a cruel person and could bear this, but then he thought, why was he telling him this story?
Zhou Paotou picked up the wine cup, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, with deep-seated hatred in his eyes, saying word by word: "This bear has killed my father and made me human, ghost or ghost, I will kill him It takes revenge!”
