Judging from the weather, it seemed that no one would enter the mountain at the end of the year, so Zhao Chuan simply walked along the way. He often went to play on the road into the mountains, and he was even more familiar with it after just running there the day before yesterday.
But now we are not going for fun. The twelve-year-old boy who has lost his family can only run away. His biological father and mother are undoubtedly dead, and he has not lived a day anyway. This adoptive father and adoptive mother do have feelings, but they don’t know whether they are alive or dead. , run, my great-grandpa said that the farther away the better, his uncle, I provoked whomever, how did the world become like this in just two days.
After running for a while, it felt like it was almost dawn, and Zhao Chuan stopped.
Isn't there a mountain temple in front of this? The day before yesterday, I went to the mountain to pick mushrooms with Qinglian. I remember that this is the place where Qinglian was bitten by a poisonous snake. At that time, he helped Qinglian take drugs, and the white body was dangling in front of him again. The day before yesterday, he also said that he liked Qinglian and wanted to marry him. They gave birth to a few children and lived a small life, but in the blink of an eye, the Zhao family was all over, and she was definitely dead. It would be great if she didn't die...
Zhao Chuan stood in front of the mountain temple in a daze for a long time. He didn't wake up until dawn. Suddenly he raised his hand and slapped himself in the face. He didn't know whether he would be able to survive tomorrow. She was already dead and still thinking about it. You have such a good thing with her, you bastard and rogue!
Looking at the mountain temple, Zhao Chuan thought that adults have to worship the mountain god when entering the mountain. Do you want to do it yourself? Maybe it was because I didn't worship the gods and couldn't get protection last time that I had these bad luck.
It's better to pay my respects. There is no harm in being protected by the mountain gods. Kowtow a few times, then kneel down in front of the temple and ask the gods to bless and protect me. I don't want to go into the mountains to get anything, as long as I can live.
After praying, keep moving forward. Anyway, wherever there is a path, just go forward and hit the mark.
Gradually the road becomes difficult to walk, so just go one step deeper and one step shallower.
In such a big world, a 12-year-old boy is helpless and has no skills. Where can he go? How can I survive even if I have a place to go? Moreover, we must always be on guard against anyone knowingly pursuing him.
Zhao Chuan, a twelve-year-old boy, was walking in the woods by the river. From time to time he looked back at the Zhao Mansion where the lingering smoke was still rising. The more he thought about it, the more sad and helpless he became...
At this time, the sun was rising high, the fog in the forest had dispersed, and the empty vision made him even more lonely and helpless. Zhao Chuan's tears couldn't stop falling again.
Zhao Chuan had cried enough and figured out that he had to rely on himself to survive in the future. He also had to be strong and began to think about where to go now.
After all, a 12-year-old child has never seen the world. The farthest place he could go to was a town dozens of miles away. Now he is penniless, helpless, and has no skills. He may not be able to survive outside.
I think of what Mr. Zhao Jia private school often said: "The small hermit hides in the wild, the middle hermit hides in the city, and the great hermit hides in the court." Well, let's hide in the wild for now.
It is still inconvenient to go to far away places for the time being, so I decided to hide in the nearby mountains and forests for a while. After I have stabilized my mood and adjusted my emotions, the most important thing is to practice the unique kung fu taught by my great-grandfather, and then go back to take revenge. Finally, I can Fly far away...
"I have been a good and obedient child since I was a child... Although my great-grandfather said not to go back, he was worried that I would be bitten instead of trying to kill a snake, but will I still be afraid when I have the strength? It is not a gentleman not to avenge a grudge, although I, Zhao Chuan, You can't stay the night if you have a grudge, but it's okay to wait a few days later..." Zhao Chuan thought innocently for a long time.
Zhao Chuan made up his mind, got up and continued walking into the mountains.
Around noon, Zhao Chuan was probably forty or fifty miles away from home. He felt hungry, tired and sleepy, and then he realized that he hadn't eaten in almost two days.
Let's find something to eat first. There is a large area of low shrubs in front of us that may have something to eat. Sure enough, there are a lot of jujubes, wild fruits and the like. Don't worry about eating until you're full.
Next, find a place to sleep. It’s really hard to find a place to sleep, because you have to find a place that is sheltered from wind and rain, relatively dry, and relatively safe, because there are wolves, worms, and wild beasts in the mountains, so you can’t just sleep and let anything happen to you. have eaten.
Finally, he saw a cave on the cliff, which was more than ten feet high from the ground and somewhat hidden. Zhao Chuan was very happy and felt that this place could be used to practice martial arts in seclusion.
It was hard to climb up. The place inside is quite big. I was really tired. I had to find a dry place and take a nap first.
When he woke up, it was already dark. Zhao Chuan felt that his lower abdomen was unbearably bulging, as if something was surging back and forth inside.
What's going on?
After a while, the pain did not get worse, but the feeling of gas became stronger and stronger, rushing back and forth in the lower abdomen.
Zhao Chuan understood that this was the spiritual energy passed down from his great grandfather before.
What to do? Did Grandpa trick him? It feels uncomfortable to have so much Qi in there. How about I try practicing?
Zhao Chuan practiced according to his grandfather's method, and felt much more comfortable all over his body. He continued to practice, and the more he practiced, the more comfortable he became. He continued practicing all night.
After daybreak, Zhao Chuan wanted to test the effect. He set up his horse stance and hit the cave wall a few times. Apart from being a little windy, it still had no effect.
Zhao Chuan looked at his palms and shook his head. Do you want to release your thoughts, that is, your spiritual energy?
Straighten your stance again, put your body strength into your hands, and drive! I just heard a pinging sound and dust fell from the rock wall one after another. Haha, that's it.
Zhao Chuan was overjoyed.
After practicing day and night for the next few days, Zhao Chuan's body also showed amazing changes. His lower abdomen gradually became softer, and the muscles all over his body became harder and harder. He felt that the twelve meridians were constantly running, and the bones all over his body crackled. .
During the break, I went out of the cave to find something to eat. There were wild fruits everywhere in the mountains. Later, hares and pheasants were easily killed with a flick of a leaf. Sometimes I didn’t feel hungry even if I didn’t eat for several days. It seems that you don’t need to eat to practice, so what’s wrong with him? It would be much easier to survive.
It seems that Grandpa is worrying too much, let’s go and get out of the mountain!
Zhao Chuan felt like he was walking like a tiger, and the ground was shaking with every step he took, huh? This is too cool, don't be too awesome.
Humph, my great-grandpa also asked me to practice some hidden skills, and told me never to go back again. This is because he is too old and useless, and age is not forgiving, so he can't do it. How can he compare with a young boy like me?
Zhao Chuan was thinking excitedly as he walked. Unexpectedly, his feet became unsteady and he rolled to the foot of a cliff dozens of steps away.
It took a long time for Zhao Chuan to get up with his sore head in his arms. He suddenly realized that something was wrong with him: How can someone who can fall down even while walking have any good kung fu? I've only been practicing for a few days and then I go back to find someone to take revenge. Is that okay?
Well, I was too hasty. My great-grandpa pretended to be crazy and practiced martial arts in hiding for decades. His martial arts must be many times better than mine. Didn't he end up doing it quietly?
Recalling that Mr. Zhao's private school teacher often said, "There is heaven outside the world, there are people outside the world." Zhao Chuan sighed repeatedly: This is absolutely true!
Keep a low profile, be low-key! My great-great-grandfather told me to hide my cultivation, which must make sense.
If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a loss in front of you, and you have to go back and continue practicing the hidden skills...
Zhao Chuan thought for a long time and woke up.
