Twilight Boundary

Chapter 19 Grandson of the Patriarch

 The blood of Tai Sui that once disgusted me turned out to be not Tai Sui, but my own life!

While Hu Ma was eating the bowl of meat that Xiao Hongtang brought over, she gradually figured out a lot of things. No wonder the second master's ability seemed to be more suitable for solving his own problems than Lao Huotangzi, but her mother-in-law didn't give up until the end. After finding a way, I had to send myself here.

 Because of Er Ye's ability, he either doesn't learn it or learns it, but instead exposes a more fundamental problem in himself...

 My original body is dead.

　　I was summoned by my mother-in-law and forcibly nailed into this body.

Earlier in the village, I had been relying on blood Tai Sui to hang on to my life. The same is true for me now.

　　It was just that I couldn't feel it before, but now that I light the stove, I can clearly see it.

 Lighting the stove does not solve one's own problem, it only makes the problem clear to oneself.

 In other words, lighting the stove can solve the problem of always being troubled by evil spirits, but it exposes another problem.

Taisui, only by eating more Taisui can you make your fire burn brighter.

So he finished the Tai Sui dish sent by his mother-in-law without any leftover, and was too embarrassed to look at Xiao Hongtang's resentful eyes.

 Understanding the problem, I felt at ease.

He finished the large bowl of Blood Tai Sui, but the two steamed buns couldn't bear it anymore, so he thoughtfully walked back with the two steamed buns.

Unintentionally, he didn't notice the eyes of the teenagers around him. They were all attracted to him as he entered the door. They looked at the two big white steamed buns in his hand. Their eyes were a little straight, unsatisfactory, and their throats were rolling. Swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

Hu Ma was also startled for a moment before she realized. White-faced steamed buns are a good thing in this world.

Even this kind of slightly yellow, cold and hard steamed buns may not be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

 usually eats sweet potatoes and steamed corn porridge with the second master to satisfy her hunger. Her mother-in-law specially asked Xiao Hongtang to bring her blood Tai Sui to treat her illness.

But in addition to giving blood to Tai Sui, they also brought in two large white steamed buns, but I was worried that Hu Ma would not be able to eat well here.

The second master shook his head. He thought his mother-in-law had sent Xiao Hongtang here for some big deal, but he didn't expect that he was just here to deliver food.

He sighed with emotion and said to Hu Ma: "Come here and continue to learn the moves."

"These guys have been practicing for more than two years. If you want to keep up with them, you have to work hard."

　　　…”

 “Second Master…”

Hu Ma subconsciously wanted to agree. She took a few steps forward and saw the teenagers in the field.

They had just gone out to meet Xiao Hongtang, and they were not idle. They saw three or four teenagers in the middle. They were all covered in mud, sweating, breathing heavily, and some even had bruises on their noses and faces.

 Apparently this is the method Erye used to teach these teenagers to practice boxing, kicking and fighting. It is simple and direct.

Since you want to learn to fight, just fight more. The more you fight, the more you will understand.

But in his heart, he thought of his mother-in-law's words, sighed secretly, and said to the second master, "Should I stop learning now?"

"Um?"

The second master suddenly stared: "Everyone else is learning, why don't you?"

Because other people are energetic and have too much anger, they need this kind of vent. But I rely on Tai Sui to stay alive. Every little I use up is just a little. This kind of practice will only make me replenish the fire that I finally relied on Tai Sui, which is pointless. consumed...

　　When she first sent him here, his mother-in-law said that there was no need for him to learn boxing and that he could just light up the stove, so he didn't care too much.

It was not until this time that she asked Xiao Hongtang to send a message to save her energy that she finally understood that her mother-in-law had already known about her problem and was reminding her...

Hu Ma thought silently that it would be better not to tell the second master about these problems.

  Judging from the second master’s previous reaction, we know that for him, his current state is beyond his understanding.

So he just said: "Just now Xiao Hongtang said, my mother-in-law said that my injury is just right and I can't be tired."

"you…"

When he heard that it was his mother-in-law who said it, the second master was speechless, so he had to say: "Forget it, just find someone to teach you the moves."

 Speaking, he glanced at the young men, who were obviously not very interested.

The training style that the second master just mentioned is to catch a pair of children and beat them. Even if the nose and face are bruised and swollen, it is still interesting, just to vent your energy that has nowhere to put.

But when it comes to teaching the postures, it is a one-on-one pointing posture, which is boring and most boring. Coupled with Hu Ma's delicate appearance, these teenagers don't like it very much and are unwilling to come out to do his postures. master.

But a fat man raised his hand: "I'll come, I'll teach!"

"Fine!"

The second master glanced at the guy and waved his hands helplessly: "Zhou Datong goes over to teach. Teach well. If you don't learn well, you two will be punished together!"

"hey-hey…"

The fat boy named Zhou Datong came to Hu Ma excitedly and watched the others fighting with a happy face.

Hu Ma felt lazy and said, "Why don't you learn with them?"

 “What’s the point of learning?”

Zhou Datong sneered: "That's just a beating!" "After all, I am also the grandson of the clan leader. How can I inherit this village in the future if I am beaten like this every day?"

　　　…”

 “The grandson of the patriarch?”

Hu Ma was in awe, but also felt a little surprised: "You are the grandson of the patriarch, and they still dare to beat you up?"

 “My grandfather was beaten just because he was the clan leader…”

Zhou Datong said with a grimace: "Everyone comes here to learn from the second master how to worship Tai Sui, but I am not the one."

“I sent the second master here to learn the rules because my grandpa thought I was disobedient…”

　　　…”

　　　…”

“Be more ruthless and more focused...you kicked in the crotch, didn’t you see those two big crotches?”

The second master next to him was loudly reminding the young men who were fighting against each other, saying: "Don't be afraid of hurting anyone. There are few other things in our village. Black oil can be found everywhere."

"With your strength, you can heal any injury without using a knife."

“So the harder you strike, the better. At this time, the harder you strike, the more ruthless you are. Only when it comes down to it can you beat others!”

　　　…”

 Turning his head, he looked at Hu Ma and Zhou Datong, who were sitting on the side chatting blankly, neither twisted into a ball nor preparing to practice any moves.

 I felt helpless and regretted: I thought that this boy had changed his gender, but now I see that he is still too pampered.

 …

 …

 From this day on, Hu Ma stayed with Er Ye.

 This group of young people who are learning skills have a lot to learn and do every day here at Erye.

When I get up in the morning, I go for a run in the mountains. After I come back from the mountain run, I have to eat. After the meal, I have to lift stone pillars and practice postures, or patrol the woods with the second master to eliminate some weird evil spirits that breed around the village, or put up red paper. Warn others in the village.

 When the sun sets to the west, it’s time to have the second meal. The food is similar to that in the morning, except that the piece of bacon pickled by Tai Sui in the porridge is missing.

 In the evening, I often don’t practice boxing.

While the sun was setting, I learned a few words with the second master, and occasionally listened to him talk about the rules of the world, customs, taboos, etc.

He hasn’t been here long, but Hu Ma can still tell.

This second master was a man who traveled around the world when he was young. He was also literate and knew arithmetic. These young men of the same age were sent from the village to learn mining skills. Of course, what the second master taught them seemed to be more than being a miner. Just a little bit.

 The money they earn from cutting mines can last three or four years at most, but their other skills can last a lifetime.

However, Hu Ma, who was aware of her physical problems and originally planned to act more sensible and diligent, gradually became a negative example among teenagers of the same age.

  Others were running in the mountains every day, and he had to sleep until he woke up naturally. Others were lifting stones to exercise their bodies, while he sat in the yard and basked in the sun. Others were fighting over each other, and he was willing to be a salted fish.

　　Highlight one without curling.

 Sometimes even the second master can't stand it anymore. Even if he says a few words to him, he will lose his interest in just one sentence.

Mother-in-law won’t let me...

On the other hand, when teaching literacy and arithmetic, Hu Ma was much smarter than other teenagers of the same age. He could read words quickly and do arithmetic accurately and quickly. Even the second master was shocked and kept saying "what a pity" for such a smart head. , if only I was willing to suffer a little more, that would be fine.

However, Hu Ma was also speechless. It was difficult not to stand out in this area...

The cultural principles of this world are actually quite similar to those of my previous life. There are some differences, but the vocabulary is slightly different. At any rate, I was a college student who failed the exam in my previous life.

 In his eyes, Er Ye’s cultural principles were at the level of a primary school student in his previous life, so he hardly had to learn them, he just needed to adapt.

Of course, he has to keep it at ordinary times, otherwise he will ask the second master to sit down and tell them himself.

 Different from laziness in other aspects, when it comes to lighting the stove, Hu Ma's progress during this period has been frighteningly fast.

Xiao Hongtang would come over from time to time to bring meat to Hu Ma, which was all the best quality blood Tai Sui.

The second master is also a fastidious person. Although he feels that Hu Ma is not diligent in practicing Qigong, when his mother-in-law gave him a large piece of Qing Tai Sui, he still made it little by little for Hu Ma to replenish his body.

 This makes the flax body roll every day, and every bit of heat is introduced into the stove.

If others are burning straw, corn and leaves, then he is burning the best carbon in this furnace every day.

If someone else is said to be lazy and lazy in practicing Qigong, it is just like covering up the fire and slowly roasting them. But for him who is diligent in practicing Qigong every day, it is like using a blower to blow hard.

 This caused the fire in his body to become stronger and stronger, and it progressed frighteningly fast.

 (End of this chapter)