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"Master, who is this statue you asked me to worship?" Xiaoji knelt in front of the only statue in the Taoist temple, raised his head and asked seriously.

The old Taoist worshiped the statue three times, and said, "Xiaoji, please don't be rude. This is our patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, real Zhang Sanfeng. The patriarch is a man of real ability."

"Compared between Patriarch and Master, who is more capable?"

The old man rolled his eyes at him angrily, is this kid not good at his head, how can he answer this kind of question easily.I really want to give him a whip on his ass.

The old Taoist laughed a few times "hehe", which was his answer. "Now as a teacher, I will teach you the Taijiquan created by the ancestor, and you must practice it well."

Xiaoji nodded half-understood. He didn't know what Taijiquan was good for. Since his master asked him to do it, he should practice hard.

After half a year of medicated bath, Moji is no longer afraid of numbness, spicy, hot. . . . . .He also said to the old Taoist from time to time: "Master, when will you wash that black soup again?"

Naturally, it attracted the old man's eyes.

Now Xiaoji has completely believed in the old way.As long as it is the old Taoist order, he will complete it without reservation.

The old man looked at Xiaoji with relief.I used to think that with my departure, all the knowledge I had learned would go to waste, but I didn't expect that God would send me such an apprentice with extraordinary qualifications.

You know, if ordinary people want to withstand the test of this kind of medicinal bath, they can't complete it in less than two years.

"Practice qi first, master will teach you the method of qi training today. Tranquility is suitable, true qi follows it..."

On the Eagle Ridge surrounded by mist, every morning and midnight, a half-grown boy sits alone under the green pines and cypresses, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, day after day, month after month.

At the same time, Xiaoji's homework did not drop a little bit, but he felt that reading was easier, and his head seemed to be a lot better. The teachers were getting more and more confused about what was going on with Moji.

In a blink of an eye, six years have passed, and the 16-year-old Xiaoji has become Moji, and the whole person has completely changed.There is always a naughty smile on his handsome face, giving people the feeling of a little rascal; his burly body is a head taller than his peers, the black beard between his lips is faintly visible, and his Adam's apple is beginning to show.

Moji, who entered the third year of high school, is not only handsome and handsome, but also has a top academic performance.It is deeply loved by the teachers and classmates, especially the female classmates.The female students in the class came to him with a topic from time to time, and Mo Ji was also surprisingly good-tempered, always patiently analyzing it.

He will take the college entrance examination next year, and his teachers say that he is very hopeful to be admitted to a key university. Moji himself is full of confidence in this and looks forward to the early arrival of that day.

The only thing that worries Moji is the old man. He is getting older, his ears are a little behind, his waist is bent a lot, and he can't move as freely as he did a few years ago.Every week after returning from vacation, Moji would go up the mountain to hunt, pick mushrooms, pick yams, etc., and then go to Wuxi Town to exchange for rice, oil, and salt, and prepare the daily necessities for the old man for a week.

This Saturday, Moji got up early, prepared breakfast for the old Taoist, took dry food at noon, and went out with a homemade bow and arrow in his hand.

The sky was cloudy, the mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, and the line of sight was very short.It was an unsuitable day for hunting, but Moggie had no choice.When I came back from school last night, I found that there was not much left in the rice bowl. If there is no harvest today, I am afraid that the master and the apprentice will have no rice to cook at night.

Pulling himself together, Moji looked not far ahead, carefully searching for the rabbit's footprints.

These days, the demand for wild game is great, the price is high, and there are more people hunting.No matter whether you have the ability or not, the number of times you go up the mountain, there will always be a blind cat and a dead mouse.Then the thing that the rabbit hits the muzzle of the gun also happens from time to time.

Moji suddenly felt a little movement in front of him, quickly lowered his footsteps, and moved forward slowly with his body bent.Since there were few achievements in Tai Chi Kung Fu, his perception has become more and more acute, and the range of detection has become farther and farther.

Concentrate and calm down, calm down.Moji detected the presence of about five beasts less than 50 meters ahead, either hares or small animals such as pheasants.

It would be easy for Moggie to catch one or two, but this guy wanted to keep them all, which was a little difficult.

From a distance, Moji could clearly see five brightly colored pheasants in front of him, two big ones, probably parents, and three young chickens.Moji smiled "hehe" in his heart, and he really wanted to do whatever he wanted. In such a situation, there is still a way to keep all five pheasants.He raised the bow with his left hand, and took out three feathered arrows from his body with his right hand, stretched the bow and set the arrows. After carefully aiming, there were three sounds of "嗖, 嗖, 嗖", and the three arrows were released at the same time in no particular order.Then, Moji quickly ran to the pheasant's hiding place, took out an arrow in each hand, and swung it vigorously.Just when the pheasants realized the abnormal situation and spread their wings, the five arrows hit the pheasants almost at the same time with an interval of only one tenth of a second.

Moji arrived quickly, but the five pheasants were still flopping about, not reconciled to the end of the family's fate.Moji was in a good mood for a while, at least don't worry about tonight's food.

Put five pheasants in sacks without killing them, live pheasants sell for a much higher price.

"In my heart, there was a dream..." Humming a pop song with incomplete tone, Moji walked through the narrow mountain road in Eagle Ridge.

Faintly, he heard a faint "help" voice.When I listened attentively, it was a woman's voice coming from a distance of more than 1000 meters behind me.Without thinking too much, Moji hurriedly ran to the rear.

After a while, Moji found a place to speak.

I saw Mrs. Yuqing lying on the grass, her trousers had fallen below her thighs, her two hands were covering the inner side of one thigh, moaning in pain.

Moji didn't care so much, and hurried forward.Lifting Yuqing's sister-in-law and half hugging her in her arms, she hurriedly asked, "Sister-in-law, what's the matter with you?"

Maybe it was because of the scare, Yuqing's sister-in-law was pale, and she said intermittently, "Snake... Coral snake... Bite." Then she pointed own thighs.

Moggie seemed to understand a little bit.It may be that Yuqing's sister-in-law was in a hurry and took off her pants without seeing the situation underground. Just when she was in a good mood, a snake crawled over and bit her thigh.Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing "hehe".