"What are you afraid of? Zhong Kui, who has been practicing ghost hunting for half a year, doesn't even have this balance?"
"I...I don't know!"
Guo Song scratched his head. He simply couldn't imagine jumping off a cliff. He had to catch the vines in mid-air. If he couldn't catch it, wouldn't he be doomed?
"Master, disciple, please find a rope to practice first!"
Mu Zhenzhen glared at him angrily, "What are you talking about? Jump! As long as I'm here, you can't die."
Guo Song had no choice but to clasp his hands and pray in a low voice, "The Three Pure Ones are above, please keep me safe and sound."
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and jumped down. As soon as he left the cliff, he screamed miserably, and the wind blew in his ears. His desire to survive made him instinctively reach out and grab, but he couldn't catch anything.
His body suddenly froze, and Mu Zhenren caught him in the air.
"You useless idiot, who told you to close your eyes? You have to open your eyes to look for vines or stones and start over!"
Mu Zhenren swung hard and threw Guo Song up.
Guo Song sat down on the ground, his face was pale, and he was almost scared out of his wits. What the hell is this! Has the fourth brother practiced? He didn't know, but the third brother's fat pig figure must have never practiced.
"What are you mumbling about? Why don't you jump quickly!"
Guo Song wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up and said fiercely: "At worst, I will die, I will risk my life."
This time he didn't dare to close his eyes, imagining that there was a piece of soft grass or a clear river about a foot below. He took a deep breath, pressed on his Dantian, and jumped.
Guo Song's heart sank and his body descended rapidly. Before he could think about it, he saw the vine at a glance. He stretched out his hand to grab it and swung his body outward. He turned around instinctively, and his body came back again without swinging out.
Lean firmly on the cliff.
Mu Zhenren chuckled and said, "I'm right! It's not difficult for you."
Guo Song was also surprised. He grabbed the vine and felt that his body was very light and stable, hanging motionless on the cliff, just like a gecko.
Is this the effect of practicing golden rooster independence?
Mu Zhenren pointed at Guo Song's head and said, "There is a stone three feet above you. Jump up and grab it."
"But...disciple can't borrow power!"
"Use your arm strength, no problem. Your fourth senior brother caught it the first time."
It turned out that the fourth brother had also practiced, and Guo Song calmed down a little. Since the fourth brother could do it, he should be able to do it too.
He pushed hard on the stone wall and swung his body outward. Just as he was swinging back, he pushed his feet down on the stone wall. He felt a little friction. He pulled hard with both arms and his body jumped up. Guo Song could see
Really, I grabbed the stone with all my strength, quickly stabilized my body, and clung to the stone wall like a gecko.
Mu Zhenren nodded secretly. It took Laosi three months of practice to catch this stone. Guo Song caught it the first time. It was not easy!
Mu Zhenren smiled and said: "There is a crack in the stone next to you, climb up along the crack, and then jump again!"
There was indeed a very thin crack in the stone next to it, and he could only insert his fingers halfway through it at most, but this was nothing to Guo Song. His arms were strong and his body was light. As long as he could use some strength, he could climb up quickly.
After jumping twice in a row, Guo Song felt a little unsure. On the third time, he jumped down gently, pressing his body against the stone wall as much as possible, using the friction of his feet on the stone wall to slightly slow down his fall. When he fell three feet
, he stretched out his hand lightly and grabbed the vine, and pressed his body firmly against the stone wall.
Seeing that his understanding was very high, Mu Zhen knew how to use his feet to slow down his body's fall without teaching him. This child was really a rare genius.
"You brat, do you want me to change your shoes?"
Mu Zhenren smiled and scolded him, and then said: "Let's continue going down!"
As soon as he let go, his body fell again. Guo Song could see clearly that the master only tapped his foot on the stone wall a few times, and his body slowed down. At twenty feet, he lightly grabbed another vine, and
Just like him, his body sticks to the stone wall like a gecko.
Guo Song found the trick. He was so excited that he let go of the vine and continued to fall. However, after all, he had only practiced Golden Rooster Independence for half a year. He could not just tap the stone wall like Zhenren Mu did. His feet kept rubbing against the stone wall and his shoes were very fast.
After wearing it out, he felt that he had a wonderful balance and his body fell steadily without losing control.
Guo Song fell to Mu Zhenren's side, and he also grabbed a vine lightly and pressed his body firmly against the stone wall.
"Not bad! Very good!"
Mu Zhenren praised him without hesitation, "I will practice to this level today. You can practice it yourself a few more times. We will come back tomorrow."
After saying that, he let go and fell down the cliff like a bird, and was quickly swallowed up by the clouds and mist.
"Master, wait a moment..."
Guo Song was dumbfounded. The master was leaving now, so how should he go back?
.........
It took Guo Song two full hours to climb up the cliff, using every vine and every gap. He had to return to the starting point three times and almost fell off the cliff.
It was not until noon that Guo Song climbed up to the top of the cliff with difficulty. As soon as he touched a stone on the top of the cliff, he felt someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him up.
It turned out to be senior brother Gan Feng. Guo Song sat on the ground exhausted and said: "Thank you, senior brother."
Gan Feng scratched his head and said apologetically: "There is something I forgot to tell you. I hope it's not too late."
"whats the matter?"
"Master asked me to tell you a few days ago that there is a cave thirty feet to the far left of the cliff. The cave leads directly to the back mountain. You can climb up from the back mountain. But I was busy reading the scriptures and forgot about it.
Come on, little junior brother, it doesn’t matter!”
Guo Song fell to the ground and said feebly: "It doesn't matter, this news came very 'timely', thank you very much, senior brother."
........
Taking advantage of his senior brother's guilt, Guo Song ate two large bowls of rice at noon and extorted a pair of old shoes, so he felt a little more balanced.
"Senior Brother, shall I carry water?"
Guo Song shouted and walked down the mountain carrying two wooden barrels. In the past six months, he had grown at least seven centimeters taller and had a strong physique. Although he was only eight years old, he looked no different from a twelve-year-old boy.
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What's more important is that he has a mature mind and has the pursuit and dream of an uncle hidden in his heart.
You don't need to go to Danzheng Lake to carry water. There is a mountain spring next to Shengxian Bridge on the mountainside. It's about a mile's walk away.
Guo Song walked quickly down a path, and heard the faint sound of the mountain spring in the distance. Further down was a small pool, bypassing a big tree, Guo Song saw the green pool, and there was a little Taoist priest beside the pool.
Carrying water should be a Taoist priest from Jingle Palace.
Jingle Palace is one of the two Taoist temples in Xiangshan. It is in the other direction of Shengxian Bridge, about two miles away from here. I heard from the fourth senior brother that the conditions there are much better than Qingxu Temple, and dozens of acres have been opened up.
There are more than thirty Taoist priests in the land.
Guo Song saw that the little Taoist priest had already fetched water and was limping back with great difficulty. Guo Song suddenly felt that the little Taoist priest's back looked familiar, so he blurted out: "Xiao Wu!"
The little Taoist priest stopped and turned around slowly. Guo Song immediately recognized him as Han Xiaowu, his only good friend in the reception hall.
Guo Song was overjoyed and ran over, "Xiaowu, it's me!"
Han Xiaowu also recognized Guo Song, a smile appeared on his thin face, and then he lowered his head again, with unspeakable misery flashing in his eyes.
Guo Song ran forward and hugged his shoulders tightly, "Xiao Wu, I still want to have the opportunity to go to Jingle Palace to play with you!"
Han Xiaowu forced a smile and said, "Guo Song, you have changed so much. You look so strong. I almost didn't recognize you."
"Then what happened to you?"
Guo Song looked at him and saw that he was thin and small, and his physique seemed to be a little weaker than when he chose the path.
"You...are you not having a good time in Jingle Palace?"
"It's okay! I'm responsible for growing vegetables, and Master takes good care of me."
"What happened to your leg?"
Guo Song suddenly realized that something was wrong with his legs and immediately squatted down to lift his Taoist robe. Han Xiaowu was so frightened that he quickly backed away and almost fell down.
Guo Song supported him and squeezed his left leg. The calf bones were bent and the muscles were atrophied. This was a sign that the calf was not properly connected after the calf fracture. One leg was long and the other was short, leaving him with a lifelong disability.
"Xiao Wu, what happened? How did you get your fracture?" Guo Song raised his head and looked at him in surprise.
Han Xiaowu couldn't bear it any longer, tears rolled down his face, and he cried: "They beat me."
"Who hit him, someone from Jingle Palace?"
Han Xiaowu shook his head and said with a choked voice: "It was Zhang Huer and the others who beat him."
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