Batulu and others had a very good impression of him. When they saw that Daoist Lin had officially accepted him, they were sincerely happy for him and happy to be able to associate with him in the future. They were grateful for everything Lao Huang had done.
Seeing it in his eyes, people like him will never do anything like betrayal, shrinking from battle, etc.
After dinner, everyone started to clear away the dishes on the table, and then went back to their rooms.
Just when he was about to leave the room, Taoist priest Lin called him, "Please stay for a moment, I have something to ask you."
Hearing Taoist Master Lin's words, he hurriedly stopped and turned around.
Although Taoist Lin shouted to stop, he did not ask questions immediately. However, it was obvious that he really had questions to ask, but he kept hesitating for some reason.
After pondering for a long time, Daochang Lin finally spoke, "Why is your leg so lame?"
I didn’t understand why Master Lin asked this, so he was stunned for a moment, and then told the truth, "I asked Master, in the early years, there was thunder in the sky and flying rocks flew up. My legs were broken by the flying rocks. I was not able to respond in time afterwards."
After bone correction, I started to walk with a slight limp."
After saying that, Taoist Lin nodded slowly, and then looked at him meaningfully, "Go back and have a good rest."
He agreed, turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.
He returned to his room and lay on the bed, full of doubts. Although he didn't know what Taoist Lin wanted to ask, he knew that what Taoist Lin wanted to ask was not why he was lame, but some other question.
What did Taoist Lin want to ask? Why didn't he ask at the end?
If you think about it carefully, there is only one possibility why Taoist Lin only asked that question and did not ask any more. That is, the question that Taoist Lin really wanted to ask had already been answered in the process of explaining why he was lame.
At the fourth watch of the next day, everyone set out on the road. Batulu used a big wrought copper stick to pick up the two huge wooden boxes. The rest of the people carried their own baggage. There was nothing, so they took the initiative to carry the pickled rice they bought last night.
vegetable.
This time, everyone was moving in the southwest direction. Since it was still early and there were no pedestrians on the road, everyone walked on the official road. When it got daylight, there were more and more passers-by, and everyone turned onto the small road.
There are multiple reasons why Taoist Lin led everyone on the small road. One is to hide his whereabouts as much as possible. To know who he is,
What they did was not very bright. Although some tombs were very old, the owners of the tombs still had descendants. Although they did not destroy the tombs, they still tampered with the tombs. After the descendants of the tomb owners found out, they would definitely investigate the matter.
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Furthermore, since Taoist Lin had already started looking for it many years ago, there is no airtight wall in the world. There are many people who know or suspect that they have obtained a large number of martial arts secrets. As the saying goes, ordinary people are not guilty of the crime of concealing the jade, so they secretly covet it.
There are also many people trying to get involved.
The last reason is that there are few people in the wilderness, which makes it easier for Batulu and others to practice martial arts. In these troubled times, it is impossible to travel around the world without strong martial arts.
When they arrived in Dechen, the group started to stop and cook. Before Taoist priest Lin took over, Chen Liqiu and Tian Zhengong were cooking. Although Tian Zhengong was a woman, she was not very proficient in cooking, so Chen Liqiu had always done the cooking.
Lord, Tian Mayumi helps.
Although he is young, he has been living alone in recent years. Although he is not proficient in cooking, he can still cook. After a short observation, he determined that he was competent, so he volunteered to take over for the two of them.
Cooking is very tiring. Chen Liqiu wished that someone could take over for him, so he handed over the rice shovel with a few polite words. Tian Zhenyong originally wanted to stay and help, but was rejected. He just looked for firewood, added fuel to the fire, cooked rice, etc.
He can accomplish things by himself.
Going out is no different than at home, there are not so many dishes, one pot of rice and one pot of vegetables. After it is cooked, the rice is served in earthenware bowls, and then the cooked vegetables are placed on top of the rice, one bowl for each person.
No one dislikes hard-working people. Seeing how hard-working he is, everyone's favorable impression of him becomes even stronger.
After dinner, he was collecting everyone's dishes and preparing to take them to the stream to wash. At this moment, Taoist priest Lin stopped him and said, "Do you want to practice martial arts?"
Because Chief Lin asked the question very suddenly and was completely unprepared, he was unable to answer immediately.
Tian Zhenyong on the side took the opportunity to take the bowl and chopsticks from his hand, "Master asked you something, why don't you answer it?"
Deda Mayumi reminded him, and then he came back to his senses and turned to face Daoist Lin, "
Of course I want to, but my legs and feet are not..."
Before he could finish speaking, Taoist Lin waved his hand and interrupted him, "Don't always worry about this matter. There are many masters with one arm and one leg in the world. Some of them can't even hear or see. As long as
If you have enough talent and perseverance, you can always achieve something."
I wasn't sure if what Lin Daozhang said was really the truth, or if it was mostly for comfort. I didn't know how to answer, so I had to nod.
"Practicing qi and martial arts requires talent," Taoist priest Lin said, pointing to Batulu who was sitting against a tree. "Batulu is tall and strong, but his understanding is a bit weak. He practices external martial arts."
After Taoist Lin finished speaking, he pointed at Li Zhongyong and Chen Liqiu who were preparing to sit cross-legged and meditate, "They two have higher understanding, so they practice internal skills and mental methods."
At this time, Tian Zhengong was walking towards the stream with the bowls and chopsticks. Taoist priest Lin pointed at her again, "Lao Si is a woman. Her body and strength are not as good as those of men, but she has an extraordinary mind and is smart and agile. Therefore, she is practicing this
It’s the Five Elements Escape Technique and the hidden weapon.”
After Taoist priest Lin finished speaking, he nodded again. In fact, Chen Liqiu had already told him yesterday what kind of kung fu a few people were practicing, and he had told him in more detail than Taoist priest Lin.
"Master, I don't know much about this. Just teach me what you think is suitable for me to practice," he said.
Lin Daozhang smiled and waved his hand, "I can't make the decision for you. The martial arts they practice are what they want to learn. You must know that the martial arts of killing people are different from the martial arts of beating people. The martial arts of fighting on the battlefield are different from the martial arts of guarding.
The martial arts of walking are also different. What you want to use martial arts for in the future, you should make a clear choice now."
"Master, I understand what you mean, but I haven't thought about what I will do in the future." Tell the truth.
Hearing the words, Taoist Lin did not answer immediately. After pondering for a while, he asked, "Let me ask you, if we had not met you the day before yesterday, and your old cow had been slaughtered and eaten by those villagers, what would you do if you get used to it?"
How will you deal with them after Wu Youcheng?"
After Lin Dao finished speaking, he frowned and did not answer.
"Will you beat them or kill them?" Lin Taoist asked sternly.
Still no answer, but actually he already had an answer in his mind
case, but he dared not say it for fear that Daoist Lin would accuse him of being narrow-minded.
He was young and could not express his emotions and anger. Lin Daozhang guessed what he was thinking based on his expression, but he did not show dissatisfaction, but asked calmly, "If you kill them, what will you do in the future?"
Won’t you regret it?”
He wanted to answer Daozhang Lin's words, but he didn't speak. He felt it was rude not to answer Daozhang Lin's questions, but he really didn't know how to answer.
"If you don't kill them, will you regret it in the future?" Lin Daozhang asked again.
I vaguely understood what Taoist Lin meant, "Master, are you asking me whether I want to learn the Kung Fu of beating people or the Kung Fu of killing people, right?"
Taoist priest Lin nodded.
"What's the difference between these two kinds of kung fu?" he asked.
"Big difference." Taoist priest Lin nodded.
Unable to make up his mind, he hesitated for a long time, shook his head and said, "Master, I have never fought since I was a child, let alone kill someone. I don't know what I will do after learning martial arts. I am not as tall as my senior brother Kong Wu.
I can't learn external martial arts, so why not practice internal martial arts like the second and third senior brothers?"
Taoist Lin thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "That's fine."
He felt relieved after hearing this. Although Lin Daozhang's voice was always very calm, he always felt that Lin Daozhang's questions had profound meaning and seemed to be observing and testing him.
Seeing that there was an iron pot that had not been washed, I took the iron pot and went to the stream.
There was a pool in the lower reaches of the stream. I felt that there might be fish in the pool, so I gave the iron pot to Tian Zhenyumi to take back, and I went to the pool to look for earthworms and try to fish.
Since it was early spring and the temperature was very low, he used a coiled hook instead of a fishing rod. The so-called coiled hook is a line with many fishhooks attached without a bamboo float, and is specially used to catch fish at the bottom of the water.
He is good at fishing, not because he likes it very much, but because he is forced by life. In the past few years, he has been living alone, with no food to eat, and is in embarrassment. If he wants to eat something meaty, he can only fish.
Just as I was setting the hook and sitting in a sheltered place in a daze, I suddenly noticed a strange black shadow in the forest to the west...