Farming, learning Wu, and peace in the world

Chapter 13 Civilization's New Clothes
"A hurdle is so barren!"

From one hurdle to five hurdles, Ikehashi Song couldn't help feeling emotional.

The trees on these low mountains are all the same, and the small animals are not bad. Monkeys, wolves, leopards, tigers, and bears are never encountered, and even wild boars are no longer encountered.

But he also understood.

The city of Mokan County is on the edge of Qianli Cuilong Mausoleum. Local hunters have developed it for many years, and all the big goods in the mountains have long been driven out.

He was lucky enough to meet a mountain drum.

"I can't find the spiritual root." He squatted on the ground in a valley, digging the soil with a small shovel.

This is a medicinal plant of Polygonum multiflorum, dug along the rocks and soil, and dug out the roots of Polygonum multiflorum in a short time, but unfortunately it is thin, shriveled and shapeless.

I can only take it home to dry, and throw it to my second uncle for impulse.

Weighing the weightless Polygonum multiflorum in his hand, Chi Qiaosong shook his head and imagined: "If a human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum is dug up, wouldn't it be developed?"

He had read many adventure stories of great men in old newspapers.

One of them records the story of a hermit master in the Republic of China. It is said that this hermit master was born before the founding of the People's Republic of China and is now 150 years old.

When he was young, martial arts were commonplace, but he was still muddled in his old age.

Who would have thought that during a field expedition, he dug up a root of Polygonum multiflorum that grew into a human shape, and after eating it, his white hair immediately turned black, and he also determined to improve his martial arts, breaking through the realm of masters and masters in one fell swoop.

Because he didn't marry a wife and have children, even if he broke through to the realm of a master, he didn't have the intention of going out to fight, and finally chose to hide in the mountains.

No one knows to this day if he is dead.

This story was published in "Fox News". It is hard to tell whether it is true or false, but the human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum does exist. In the "Pharmacopia" officially published by the Republic of China, it is recorded that it is one of the top ten immortal medicines.

However, most of the celestial medicines are hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, and the Cuilong Mausoleum thousands of miles away is full of low hills. I don't know how many hunters are rushing back and forth, so there is no way to hide any celestial medicines.

Reluctant to return.

When I got home, I threw the few Chinese herbal medicines I picked along the way on the bamboo plaque in front of the house to dry.

Chi Xiaoya is taking his cousin Chi Qiaoshui to help Chi's mother pick vegetables and leaves; the second aunt pours out a pile of dry goods, and pulls Chi Qiaowu to help pick and pick; Chi's father has just come back and goes to the yard to take a bath up.

"I won't come back for lunch at noon. I'm hungry. I'll save the pot for you." Mother Chi said reproachfully.

"it is good."

Ikehashi Matsu was really hungry, and he ate two bowls of snow-white rice.

Now that he is a warrior, his appetite has increased greatly, and he has no pleasure in eating any meat. The small animals that he usually hunts have all entered his own stomach.

"Second Aunt, what's the income from selling dry goods with Second Uncle recently?" After eating, he moved a small bench to help Second Aunt sort out the dry goods that he had received.

The second aunt complained: "I haven't seen a few returned money yet. It's been raining continuously for the past few days, so the mountain goods are broken."

"It's time to pay the tuition fee. In the future, we will receive the goods according to the season. During the rainy season, we will receive dry goods that are not easy to get wet. When the weather is better, we will receive those dry goods that have not been released."

"That's right, Xiaosong is still smart, and your second uncle is stupid."

"Second Uncle has a gully in his chest, but he lacks a platform." Chi Qiaosong said.

The second aunt was very happy after hearing this, but she kept complaining: "There is a fart gully, an illiterate one, and he can fool people by doing calculations. A few days ago, I went to sell mountain products, and I got eight cents a catty of Tieguai jujube , Calculate it as fifty cents a catty for him, a loss of more than two yuan!"

"Did you get it back?"

"No way, people don't admit it, hmph, from now on, the roasted seeds and nuts shop on Qian Street in the county will no longer deliver goods to his house. Xiaosong, you can't go to his house to buy roasted seeds and nuts."

"it is good."

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In the following time, Chi Hashimatsu ran between home and the martial arts hall.

Because "Twelve Ways of Jumping Legs" has already been completed, he has no intention of following Kong Hongcai to practice more legwork, thinking about waiting a few days before announcing that he has broken through the world of wrestlers.

Then learn more advanced martial arts.

He took a fancy to another teacher, Song Xiangyu, who taught horizontal kung fu. Song Xiangyu was a master of warriors. Among the martial arts he mastered, there was one "Wind Splashing Knife" that was truly majestic.

In the warrior realm, one can practice "Wind Splashing Knife", to a high level, and can break through the realm all the way to the warrior realm.

So he found an opportunity and gave Song Xiangyu some gifts, to leave some impressions first, so that he can ask for advice later.

Of course, Kong Hongcai is not behind here, and he often brings some dry goods as gifts. After all, Kong Hongcai also has several good martial arts, such as "Liuhe Mantis Hand" and "White Rainbow Sword".

With the spiritual root laurel tree, as long as there is enough fertilizer, no amount of martial arts can be cultivated.

"You've been slacking off lately."

Kong Hongcai accepted the dry goods, and told him: "Whether it's "Twelve-way Bouncing Legs" or "Mad Cow's Powerful Fist", it's just one word. Practice it ten times or a hundred times a day. Jinlishi's situation is difficult!"

"I practice martial arts in the mountains and occasionally hunt. I feel that it is more effective than training in the martial arts hall."

"Is that right?"

"Yes."

"Well, you take care of it yourself. For martial arts cultivation, the master will lead you in, and the cultivation is up to you." Kong Hongcai said a few words purely for the sake of the gift.

Seeing that Chi Qiaosong didn't take it seriously, he stopped talking.

In the afternoon, Ikehashi Song continued to go to the qigong class, and some students ran away, leaving only ten female students and three male students, including him.

Liu Chun, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, didn't care about this. He took money from both the Taoist temple and the martial arts hall, and lived a very comfortable life.

Every day, the teacup is filled with goji berries, making my face glow red.

At first glance, it really looks like a great sage.

"The glow in the sky is like a rag. When you think about holding it in your hand, you keep wiping the sky with it. When the sky is wiped clean, your heart will naturally be clean."

Occasionally, Liu Chun will talk about his understanding of "Zixia Qingchen" when he gets up.

Martial arts internal strength, warming and nourishing internal qi, is quite mysterious.

Whether you can comprehend or not depends entirely on personal chance and understanding.

Chi Qiaosong meditated cross-legged under the stage, chewing Liu Chun's words over and over again, as if he had realized something, but when he wanted to grasp it, he found that his mind was in chaos.

I didn't understand anything.

"The glow in the sky...a rag...wipe the sky clean, and the heart will naturally be clean..."

He thought of a lot in his mind, such as Bodhi, which has no trees and mirrors and is not a stand, and which has nothing to attract dust, and the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, and the deep Prajna Paramita, which for a long time reveals that all five aggregates are empty.

The more you think about it, the further you go.

then.

Jingling bells rang.

As if a spring had been installed under his buttocks, Liu Chun stood up as soon as he lifted the teacup, and disappeared at the door of the classroom with a resounding "end of get out of class".

Sitting on the mat without moving, Ikehashi was still unsatisfied. He felt that he had found a little state just now, but was destroyed by the ringing.

"Hey."

A female student came over and gently patted Ikehashi Song on the shoulder.

Ikehashimatsu turned his head to see who was coming.

Sky blue big-breasted jacket, slanted open to the armpits, flared cuffs showing wrists, arc-shaped hem embellished with small flowers; under the black knee-length skirt, two legs are straight and white; white socks canvas shoes, black short hair with ears Don't put a plain hairpin on it.

This is the new civilized clothing launched by the Republic of China in recent years.

Traditional and elegant.

"What's the matter?" Ikehashi Matsu asked calmly.

"Are you free tonight? I received two movie tickets. Let's go see them together?" The female student shyly looked aside.

(End of this chapter)