fifth form

Chapter 8 Bad luck
If you take a stroll in Sudong City, Zhang Xuezhou can walk for half a day.

But when he walked out from Zhangjiazhuang, he felt the difficulty of life.

It's not that Zhang Xuezhou has never been out before, but the furthest he has ever been is to catch crabs in a ravine ten miles away from the village.

But the ten-mile journey took him almost half a day.

The mountain road is rugged and there are few flat places. Weeds and thorny thorns bind your feet from time to time. When walking, you need to take a wooden stick to sweep the weeds in front of you, and beware of poisonous things such as poisonous snakes and centipedes hidden in them.

If you want to go to the Jiuchi Taoist Temple on Jiuchipo, you have to walk at least two hundred miles.

Zhang Zhong asked the patriarch Zhang Bao's family for leave for medical treatment. It went smoothly, and the family of three left the village and continued to move forward.

In just half a day of traveling, Zhang Xuezhou realized that he was exhausted.

The scorching high temperature kept baking his body, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was really sick.

A very simple disease, heatstroke.

In a trance, he only felt that he saw the black air in his body constantly escaping.

"It's the possibility of the onset mentioned in the sequel of the conditioning tips, I have to prevent it in advance!"

Thoughts floated in Zhang Xuezhou's mind, and he felt that if he continued to persevere, he would definitely end up with heatstroke.

In the absence of medicines, patients with heat stroke can only keep using wet towels to cool off, and whether they can be rescued is left to fate.

"Father, I can't walk anymore!"

Zhang Xuezhou sat down and pulled up his clothes to block the sun.

He took the gourd from his waist and poured the well water from the gourd down his throat.

"It's only fifteen miles away, and we slowed down to wait for you!"

Zhang Zhong put down the meat, smoked poisonous weeds and other things he carried on his back, and looked at Zhang Xuezhou helplessly.

He had to downgrade Zhang Xuezhou's assessment by another level. Let alone hunting rabbits with Zhang Xuezhou's physical fitness, it would be considered a high profile if he was not hunted by the rabbits in reverse.

"I'll get heatstroke if I go any further?" Zhang Xuezhou said, "This mountain road is too difficult to walk, and the weather is so hot!"

"Heat stroke? What heat stroke?"

Zhang Zhong, who had never suffered from heatstroke in his life, looked curious, thinking about the question Zhang Xuezhou mentioned.

"You are too weak!"

Zhang Chong pondered for a few seconds. He looked at Zhang Xuezhou's shaky body, reached out to grab Zhang Xuezhou, and carried Zhang Xuezhou onto his body. His right hand was holding food and other things.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't have a rich life, but he got a rich disease.

Zhang Zhong just thinks about his dismal old age, and he has to spend more time to cultivate it at this time, seeking the possibility of a slightly better old age.

"Hunting and seeking Taoist priests to see a doctor and apprentice are not something that can be done in a short period of time." Yourong said, "There is a thatched hut twenty miles away. Let's rest there and don't rush on the road!"

"Er Baozi's physical foundation is too poor, he is no different from those scholars in Dacheng!"

Zhang Zhong scratched his head, feeling that Zhang Xuezhou's physical ability was not at all like that of a village boy.

"Is there anyone else in the same physical condition as me?"

Hearing Zhang Zhong's words, Zhang Xuezhou, who was a little dizzy, suddenly became excited.

As the weakest peer in Zhangjiazhuang, if there are many people with similar physical fitness as him in the outside world, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he will be more balanced in his heart.

As the weakest existence in Zhangjiazhuang all the year round, his self-confidence was almost wiped out.

It wasn't until Zhang Zhong mentioned that there were many people like him in the city that Zhang Xuezhou felt that the dream world was finally a little bit normal.

"Which city are they in? How far is that city from us? What does the city look like? Is there anything special about it?"

Zhang Xuezhou asked several questions repeatedly, and only when Zhang Chong wanted to put him down and let Zhang Xuezhou walk by himself did Zhang Xuezhou shut up.

You Rong, who opened the way ahead, made a slight mention, introducing the world outside the village.

"Speaking of which, you still have an aunt. If you are interested in studying, we can go to your aunt in the future and ask her to send you to a nearby school!"

When Rong mentioned his relatives in Rongcheng, Zhang Zhong remained silent.

You Rong was also from the city in the past, but he fell in love with him as a leading soldier, followed him hundreds of miles away, and finally became the wife of a hunter.

There are no distant relatives who are poor in the mountains. You Rong's body is now thick, and he has completely lost his previous appearance and figure.

Practicing martial arts, learning techniques, reading books, and many other ways have the possibility of being outstanding.

It was impossible for Zhang Xuezhou to become a good hunter. After experiencing the pain in his heart, Zhang Zhong and You Rong had to make a way for this not-so-good son.

According to Zhang Xuezhou's calculation and writing skills, the reading mentioned by Rong is indeed a way out.

Although it was embarrassing to seek help from Rong's relatives, but for the sake of his son, Zhang Zhong felt it was worth the embarrassment.

It's just that the way to go to Rongcheng to let Zhang Xuezhou study for fame is obviously ranked last.

At the moment, Zhang Zhong feels that it is most practical to seek help from the Nine Feet Taoist Temple.

No matter whether the Taoist priest of the Jiuchi Taoist Temple heals Zhang Xuezhou's body, or learns from a teacher, this is a good way out.

The long and winding mountain road, Zhang Xuezhou didn't see a hill with artificial traces until after four days of extremely torturous journey.

The hill is not too high, and on the hillside is a Taoist temple with blue bricks and white walls.

"You stay outside the Taoist temple for two days, and when your mother and I hunt wild boars, we will go in together to see the Taoist priest!"

Zhang Zhong took some leftover jerky, untied the kettle, and brought out some poisonous weeds for fumigation of poisonous insects.

"How about we send the Xuezhou outside the Taoist temple?" You Rong said.

"Give me what to give, and then send it down to be seen by the Taoist priest, how can the Taoist priest want such a waste... as an apprentice!"

Zhang Chong sighed.

The next mountain road was not difficult, and he really asked Zhang Xuezhou to go up the mountain, but if Zhang Xuezhou was seen to be so delicate by the Taoist priest, it would be impossible for Zhang Xuezhou to learn from a teacher and enter the country.

"I'll go up by myself!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his sore body, looked at the Taoist temple halfway up the mountain, and felt that he should have no major problems climbing up the mountain.

For the past few days, he has been attending classes normally during the day, and at night he spends all his time on the road.

Of course, it was easy for him to go on the road, after all, Zhang Zhong had been carrying him all the way.

But it was not comfortable to carry it, the bumps along the way almost made Zhang Xuezhou's bones fall apart.

Until now, Zhang Xuezhou began to move his body which had not been exercised for a long time.

He took the jerky and wheat grains wrapped in a small cloth, the kettle and the poisonous weeds, and took the bamboo stick from Rong's hand to open the way.

While beating and beating, Zhang Xuezhou also staggered towards the mountainside.

"Is our son really okay?"

Looking at the back of Zhang Xuezhou going far away, You Rong couldn't help worrying.

She looked and looked, extremely worried about Zhang Xuezhou's ability to survive independently outside.

Zhang Xuezhou's climbing up the mountain was just the beginning.

Just thinking about Zhang Xuezhou often lying down and falling asleep, unable to be woken up by thunder, Rong felt that he couldn't feel at ease.

But it is impossible for Zhang Chong to hunt wild boar alone, she must follow.

When thinking back and forth, You Rong's face was full of worry.

"If he learns from a teacher in the future, we can still escort him to enter the country to practice." Zhang Zhong said helplessly: "We must let him be independent."

"That's true!" You Rong nodded.

"I knew that there were two more children back then, and if one was abolished, another would succeed!"

Zhang Zhong sighed, and he looked at his lower body, obviously very annoyed at hunting the traumatized part.

No matter how much he could restore his wounded demon flesh, he could not restore his masculine prestige. In terms of cultivating the next generation, Zhang Zhong had no choice but to clean up the mess for Zhang Xuezhou.

He murmured a few words with You Rong, and then hurried to another direction.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhang Xuezhou climbed the mountain for nearly two hours before approaching this Taoist temple with blue bricks and white walls exhausted.

Before he approached the gate of the Taoist temple, he only heard a disgusted voice from the Taoist temple.

"Unlucky, don't go into the old way's door, I don't want to mess with you, so don't mess with me either!"

The voice was not aimed at others, Zhang Xuezhou was sure that the voice in the Taoist temple was aimed at him.

(End of this chapter)