The third agility test is running through piles.
Running from one end of the plum blossom pile to the other, the distance is not far, but it does not go in a straight line, but goes back and forth between the wooden piles in a serpentine manner.
"Are you a little tired? You should rest for a while."
The eldest brother spoke to Zhao Lin very considerately, called a thin young man, and said: "Xiaofan, you run over once and show him."
"Okay!"
The young man named Xiaofan agreed, came to the plum blossom pile, held his breath, and ran through the plum blossom pile quickly, like a butterfly wearing flowers, finishing the journey in just a few breaths.
"So fast!" Zhao Lin praised.
This reminded him of the dog agility competition he once watched, where the border collie crossed the railing.
"Haha, this is Xiaofan's specialty. When he couldn't lift the stone urn, he got into the school with this top grade." The yellow-faced young man explained.
Zhao Lin suddenly thought of a question and asked: "How to time this?"
The yellow-faced young man smiled slightly, tapped his right palm on the palm of his left hand a few times rhythmically, and said: "To beat time, martial arts practitioners have a string in their hearts, which is more accurate than a hourglass."
"I see."
Zhao Lin stretched his hands and feet a few times and walked to the plum blossom pile, "I'm ready to rest."
The senior brother nodded and said: "Then let's get started."
Zhao Lin squatted down slightly, kicked off his legs and rushed out.
He did not sprint with all his strength, but imitated Xiaofan's movements just now, swaying his shoulders from side to side while running, and constantly adjusted his center of gravity...
"Nine and a half!"
When Zhao Lin rushed through the plum blossom pile, the senior brother said: "It can be rated as upper or lower, third grade."
"Not bad, congratulations!" The yellow-faced young man patted Zhao Lin on the shoulder.
"Thank you!" Zhao Lin breathed a sigh of relief. He was quite satisfied with his performance.
"Have you seen enough? Why don't you go practice Kung Fu!" The yellow-faced young man waved to the onlookers like shooing away flies.
After the onlookers dispersed, the senior brother came over and said to Zhao Lin: "You passed the assessment and your results are very good, but we still need to investigate your background to see if it is true."
Zhao Lin thought he was really rigorous and responded: "No problem, please tell me."
"Where do you live, and what is your father's name?"
After hearing this, Zhao Lin probably understood the other party's intention.
In this era, ordinary people did not have ID cards, but the household registration of each household was recorded in the county government's "yellow book".
As long as Liuhemen entrusts the county government to register, they can know whether their origins are true.
"My family lives in Sanjia Village, Paektu Mountain, and my father's name is Zhao Baotian."
The senior brother nodded, "Then you can go back first and come here this afternoon or tomorrow morning. If nothing unexpected happens, you can officially start."
"Thank you both, farewell..."
After leaving Liuhemen, Zhao Lin thought for a while and made a decision: he would not return to the village for the time being, but would wait for the result in the city.
With nowhere to go, he wandered aimlessly on the street and saw a bookstore on the street. He remembered that he had always planned to buy a history book, but he had delayed it until now because he had no money.
Since he had nothing to do, he went into the bookstore and bought a copy of "The Eight Hundred Years of Jianyuan".
Zhao Lin learned from the store that Jianyuan was the founding year of the Dai Viet Dynasty and that this book was written less than 20 years ago.
In other words, the Dai Viet Dynasty has existed for more than 800 years.
"It's strange, doesn't the feudal dynasty cycle every two to three hundred years?"
With such doubts, he spent half a day reading the book from beginning to end. Not only was the doubt in his mind not eliminated, but there was another question.
Why were there no peasant uprisings?
The book records several wars, but they all occurred within the dynasty. Either powerful ministers seized power or powerful powerful men made trouble. There was not a single incident of grassroots rise!
Zhao Lin vaguely felt that the crux of the two problems might be the same, but he could never figure out the reason.
Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Lin temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart and came to Liuhe Gate again.
"We checked and everything you said is true."
The yellow-faced young man was much more enthusiastic than in the morning, "My surname is Yuan, and my given name is Yuan Cheng. You can just call me Senior Brother Yuan."
Although he knew this was the result, Zhao Lin still felt happy.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Yuan."
After saying that, he took out the six taels of silver he had prepared and presented them respectfully.
There were more than a dozen disciples in the courtyard. Zhao Lin was not worried that he had squandered the money, but his heart ached very much.
I made a total of more than 20 taels of silver by going hunting in the mountains, but after a lot of hard work, I only had a little more than 5 taels left.
After three months, what about the next tuition fee?
"I'll take you to see Master." Yuan Cheng accepted the money and said.
Liuhemen doesn't look big from the outside, but it occupies a very large area, with waterside pavilions, rockery verandahs, and a world of its own.
Yuan Cheng took Zhao Lin to the backyard and saw an old man sitting in front of the stone steps drinking tea.
The old man was wearing a blue robe that had been washed white. It was unclear how old he was, but he gave the impression that he was between fifty and seventy years old.
Zhao Lin guessed that this person should be Zhu Huaishan, the master of Liuhe Sect.
Sure enough, Yuan Cheng was heard saying: "Master, people have brought it."
Zhao Lin also saluted, "I've met the sect master."
"Well, I know what happened to you."
The old man nodded, took a sip of tea, and said: "You have just entered. Yuan Cheng will take you to practice martial arts first. When you break through the strength realm and enter the Qi realm, I will teach you personally."
"The assessment can only reveal the physical potential, but it cannot measure the character of the mind."
"No matter how talented you are, if you don't have perseverance and are willing to endure hardships, you will never achieve great things. Remember!"
Zhao Lin said respectfully: "Disciple knows."
…
Before sunset, Zhao Lin returned to Sanjia Village.
He was wearing a tight-fitting black training suit with the word "Liuhe" embroidered on his chest.
"Brother Zhao, what are you wearing? Why are there words on your chest?"
"I don't know. I've seen this outfit before. Niu Er in town is wearing exactly the same clothes as him. He wears them for martial arts training."
"Aren't you working hard in the city? Why are you learning martial arts again..."
The idlers at the head of the village gathered around Zhao Lin and talked a lot.
"When I was delivering goods to Liuhemen, people said that I was in good health and was good for martial arts training, so they accepted me in."
Zhao Lin grinned.
He came back wearing this outfit on purpose.
The Zhao family is a well-known poor family in the village. Over the years, they have received help from many villagers, but they have also suffered bullying and difficulty.
With the status of a martial arts practitioner, their family's status in the village has increased. If anyone wants to bully them in the future, they will have to think twice.
"I heard that it costs a lot to learn martial arts. Can you afford it?" someone asked.
Zhao Lin said without blinking: "Learning martial arts will definitely cost money. People know that my family is poor, so they only charge a little and let me pay it back after I earn money."
The person who asked the question was shocked: "Is there such a good thing?"
"It's amazing, this is a noble person!"
"Did you see that? I have told you before that the Zhao family boy will definitely have great potential when he grows up, but you still don't believe it..."
