For the next time, Lu Chen lay on the wooden bed and rested quietly, with all his daily life taken care of by the commoner boy.
Strangely enough, although this young man named Luo Xiang seemed cold and cruel, he was very good at taking care of patients. He served Lu Chen wholeheartedly for more than half a month without any complaints.
Lu Chen had been recuperating for more than half a month, and he could still move around reluctantly, but he couldn't walk too far. A slightly wider range of movement would cause serious injuries in his body, and he would feel like an old man in his twilight years.
His nearly fractured right arm was completely unable to exert any strength and was clamped by a wooden board. He could not do any violent activities. If the injury was affected at all, his internal organs would seem to be torn apart, and he would faint from pain.
Luo Xiang saw that he seemed to be in pain when walking, so he cut a wooden stick for him to use as a crutch.
On this day, it was already sunset. Lu Chen walked to the edge of the cliff with a cane and leisurely enjoyed the scenery at dusk.
It's already the beginning of spring, and the flowers, plants and trees in the canyon are full of vitality, the greenery is luxuriant, and the fiery red camellias are blooming all over the mountains and fields. From a distance, it seems as if the canyon is dyed red, like a fairyland on earth.
The beautiful scenery looks so refreshing.
On a high mountain not far away, there is a cluster of pavilions and buildings. Every morning at ten o'clock in the morning, you can vaguely see figures moving around, and there are sounds similar to fighting.
A mountain road winds down the mountain and is connected to a suspension bridge leading to Lu Chen.
At dusk, a thin figure walked slowly from the suspension bridge carrying a bamboo basket. When he saw Lu Chen sitting on the edge of the cliff from a distance, he suddenly showed a surprised look.
After a while, Luo Xiang came to Lu Chen, looked at him with a cold face and said: "What are you doing here? Patients can't blow in the wind, they are prone to typhoid fever!"
Lu Chen said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, the wind here is very comfortable!"
"Humph, I know Cheng Neng, why didn't I throw you into the river and drown you that day!" Luo Xiang rolled his eyes, cursed in a low voice, turned around and walked into the thatched house not far away.
Lu Chen asked: "What are you going to do?"
"You're blind. I brought some herbs back to boil the medicine, of course!" Luo Xiang said without turning his head and spoke rudely.
Lu Chen laughed dumbly: "This kid is a typical cold outside but hot inside!"
After a while, the herbs were cooked and brought directly to Lu Chen.
Luo Xiang turned around and ran to the grass in front of the thatched house, and began to practice his fists and kicks, making each move look impressive.
Lu Chen sat on a hillside full of weeds, drinking a bitter soup and watching this scene calmly.
During the time he spent with Luo Xiang, he also learned some details about him.
Luo Xiang is fourteen years old this year. Both of his parents are dead. I don’t know who taught him. He knows some pharmacology and makes a living by collecting herbs in the mountains. He studied martial arts under the Iron Sword Sect two years ago.
Unfortunately, this boy was born with small veins and weak constitution. He absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth very slowly, so he is not suitable for practicing martial arts at all.
It's a pity that this kid has a very stubborn personality and refuses to listen to anyone's advice. He has never given up on learning martial arts. He only wants to become stronger to change his destiny. He longs to get out of this mountain and is unwilling to be mediocre for the rest of his life.
"Hey, this is not how martial arts is practiced!" Lu Chen shouted from the hillside.
Luo Xiang turned a deaf ear and kicked and punched a wooden stake that was as thick as two people's arms. The wooden stake made a loud bang as it was being beaten, and he himself was sweating profusely.
After nearly two hours, all his clothes were covered
Soaked in sweat.
As night fell, Luo Xiang dragged his tired body back to the thatched house, washed his body briefly with water, and then started to light a fire to cook.
Lu Chen took advantage of this period of rest to slowly recuperate his body. This process lasted for nearly a month, and his right arm finally recovered and returned to its previous state.
On this day, Luo Xiang had just returned from collecting herbs in the woods. As soon as he walked onto the grass, a group of teenagers suddenly appeared out of nowhere and surrounded him.
The leader was a sturdy young man in a blue robe. Seeing Luo Xiang's indifferent expression, he immediately pointed at his face and yelled: "Boy, you are so brave. You dare to pursue Su Ziyan.
Are you looking for death?"
Luo Xiong was carrying a bamboo basket with no fear on his face and said with a cold face: "Su Ziyan doesn't belong to anyone, so what qualifications do you have to stop me!"
"Humph, Su Ziyan is my future wife, Chen Jianfei. No one is allowed to pay attention to her, including you. I advise you to be sensible and don't make yourself uncomfortable!" Chen Jianfei crossed his arms and looked down at Luo Xiang.
Luo Xiang said bluntly: "Su Yan won't like you, she has very high standards!"
"It's ridiculous. If she doesn't like me, will she like you? Don't look at your moral character. You are just like a beggar all day long. Are you qualified to pursue her?" Chen Jianfei laughed and said with a smile on his face.
With unabashed disdain.
Luo Xiang said: "I will work hard!"
"Haha, try hard, brothers, did you hear that, he said he had to work hard!" Chen Jianfei pointed at Luo Xiang's nose and sneered, as if he heard a big joke, causing a group of people around him to burst into laughter.
Chen Jianfei suppressed his smile and cursed word by word: "You bastard, remember, I am Chen Jianfei, fifth level the day after tomorrow, my father is Chen Yunhai, the elder of Iron Sword Sect, and Su Yan is the most beautiful girl of our Iron Sword Sect.
My child, only I can be worthy of her! You haven’t even reached the third level of acquired life, you are simply a waste, you are not even worthy of carrying my shoes!”
"Yes, our boss is the strongest genius in Iron Sword Sect!"
"Su Ziyan is the perfect match for our boss!"
A group of people around him echoed loudly, with flattering faces on their faces, and lifted Chen Jianfei to the sky.
Luo Xiang's face was livid, he gritted his teeth and looked at the other party without saying a word.
What the other party said was true. He was indeed not qualified to pursue Su Ziyan. He had no background, no talent, and was born in a poor family. What qualifications did he have to pursue the most beautiful girl from the Iron Sword Clan?
Besides, Su Yanran has always had a very high vision, and he knew very well how much he weighed. Although he secretly liked the other person in his heart, he never had the courage to confess.
"Brothers, beat him up for me so that he can remember what will happen if he offends me!" Chen Jianfei waved his hand, and a group of teenagers around him swarmed up and punched and kicked Luo Xiang crazily.
Countless fists came down, and Luo Chen didn't run or dodge. He just fell down on the grass and held his head, letting them kick him.
After a while, Chen Jianfei vented his anger and led a group of people away.
Luo Xiang climbed up from the mud pile in embarrassment, patted his clothes covered with footprints nonchalantly, picked up the bamboo basket on the ground, and limped towards the thatched house. His whole face was bruised and purple, and he was very embarrassed.
"Hey, what's going on? It's as swollen as a pig's head!" Lu Chen leaned next to the thatched house. Seeing Luo Xiang's embarrassed look, he couldn't help but joked loudly.
Luo Xiang glanced at him coldly and cursed: "Get out!" He turned around and went into the thatched hut to brew herbal medicine.
That expression felt like nothing had happened.
Lu Chen had actually seen the scene of Luo Xiang being beaten very early, but he had been standing by and watching without intervening.
Why didn't he intervene? It was because he was observing Luo Xiang. There was something about this boy that aroused his great interest.
Besides, it’s hard for him to intervene when children fight!
In the evening, Luo Xiang still followed his previous habit and ran to the foot of the mountain alone to start practicing boxing.
Peng! Peng! Peng! He punched the wooden pile hard one after another, making a series of dull sounds.
"You've worked really hard!" Lu Chen sat on the hillside, shaking his head and laughing.
Over the past few days, with Luo Xiang's help, most of his flesh injuries had gradually recovered, but the injuries inside his body were more serious than he imagined.
According to his estimation, if he runs the 'Dragon Python Swallowing Yuan Jue' day after day, it will take at least a month, or even longer, to restore his body to its peak condition.
As night fell, Luo Xiang squeezed out the last bit of strength from his body, exhausted, crawled to Lu Chen and lay down next to him, looking at the bright stars above his head, breathing heavily.
"Boy, you were beaten during the day, why didn't you resist?" Lu Chen asked with a smile.
Luo Xiang said: "I can't beat them!"
"Why don't you run!"
Luo Xiang shook his head and said, "I don't want to run!"
"Why?" Lu Chen said with great interest.
Luo Xiang responded: "In that case, I can't escape at all. It's better to let them beat them to vent their anger, because they won't die anyway!"
"You are so brave!" Lu Chen said sarcastically with a smile.
Luo Chen said angrily: "You know nothing. There is no point in running away from some troubles. They have to be faced. Now that they are here, just catch them. There is nothing to be afraid of. I have never been afraid of encountering difficulties."
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Lu Chen looked at the other party in surprise: "Who taught you this!"
"My mother!" Luo Xiang turned his head and glanced at the graveyard next to the thatched house, with a faint smile on his lips: "My mother told me before she died that even if you are in a trough, you must look up at the stars! She said that as long as you work hard,
Dreams will eventually come true.”
"Even if you are in a trough, you should still look up at the stars!" Lu Chen put his hands on the ground, looked up at the brilliant galaxy above his head, and said with emotion: "What you said is so good!"
"Well, my mother has taught me since I was a child to face all difficulties and move forward step by step towards my dreams!" Luo Xiang said with his head held high, a look of longing on his face.
Lu Chen touched the other person's head: "Your mother is so great!"
"Of course!" Luo Xiang said with pride.
Lu Chen joked: "I heard that the reason why you were beaten was because of a girl you liked?"
"I want you to take care of it!" Luo Xiang said angrily, his whole face turned red.
Lu Chen asked: "What does that girl look like? Is she pretty?"
"None of your business!" Luo Xiang didn't bother to pay attention to the other party. He climbed up from the grass with difficulty, turned around and walked towards the thatched house.
"Hey, kid, do you want me to teach you boxing? I can make you stronger!" Lu Chen shouted from behind.
Luo Xiang sneered without looking back: "You're just bragging, just forget it. You've almost been beaten to a cripple yourself, and you still come to teach me, it's ridiculous!"
Lu Chen was stunned for a while when he heard this. Luo Xiang's words made him laugh and cry. He was an innate strong man, but he was despised by a young man. If he told it, it would make people laugh out loud!
