"Hey! Is it going to rain?" Yan'er sat on a peach branch. Suddenly a gust of wind came and Yan'er took a breath.
Then there was a thunder, and the rain began to fall, and it tended to become heavier and heavier.
Yan'er carried a bamboo basket in one hand and a butter paper umbrella in the other, and went straight out.
There was a bluestone road at the door. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but after a while, her shoes got wet. At the end of the path, she reached a slightly wider road, and there were people running on the road to hide from the rain. But she turned into another narrower alley.
, this is a dead end alley, no one usually comes here. Yan'er doesn't come here usually, but today, she doesn't want to miss this place...[
The alley became muddy due to the rain, and the mud was mixed with soil, staining her shoes beyond recognition. At this time, at the end of the alley, there was a person huddled in a ball. There were blood stains and dirt on his body.
The rain washed it down together...it was very embarrassing.
"Are you still alive?" She walked up to him and squatted down.
The man froze for a moment, then slowly let go, revealing a pair of dark eyes. They were the eyes of a beast, full of hatred and blood-eating ferocious light.
Seeing him move, Yan'er opened the bamboo basket with a square cloth, took out a fat white steamed bun and handed it over.
The man hesitated for a moment, then took it, wolfed it down, and it was gone in the blink of an eye. Yan'er handed another one over, and it was gone in the blink of an eye. But she didn't pass the third one, even though there was one in her basket. She started tearing at the man's body.
There were wounds on his legs, which were bloody and bloody. There were many bruises on his ribs, and his body was made of bones without any flesh.
"Do you want to come to my house?" Yan'er asked while giving him medicine, "I need someone to do manual labor."
"Don't go." The voice also sounded like an animal, roaring.
"It's up to you." Yan'er didn't force anything. What was supposed to come would always come. "If you change your mind, come on." She bandaged him briefly and stuffed him with the two steamed buns left in the basket. He carried them.
The basket goes back...
When I got home, I looked at the wide open door, smiled softly, and closed the door behind me. I went into the house, boiled water, took a shower, and changed clothes.
Before dawn the next day, wailing and screaming could be heard from next door.
Yan'er was used to getting up early to practice, and she felt slightly happy when she heard it. Anyone could touch the things in her yard. Then she calmed down and continued practicing.
In the morning, she practiced mental strength for half an hour and practiced martial arts for another hour. They were some unique books that sister Yi found. The master completed them and she practiced with them. She originally wanted to make a plum blossom pile, but the project was too big. She
She didn’t want to build something so eye-catching in the yard, but she just used a bowl and practiced it in the yard upside down. At least half an hour a day, this is the basic skill! No one in this life will protect her wholeheartedly, she needs to
Self-improvement. Therefore, practice very carefully...
At night, she still had the inner strength that Du Zhong'an left for her. She just practiced according to the track of Du Zhong'an's movement that day. After half a year, she made considerable progress. But she didn't know the details!!
But on this day, she had just finished practicing the "Plum Blossom Pile" when the door was pushed open from the outside. The man from yesterday was standing straight at the door. He was still in a mess, but his expression was still arrogant.