Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 21 Reunion
"Zhao Shan fainted!"

"Come on, Zhao Shan is dying..."

In the excavation site of the river channel, three men shouted loudly, and beside him lay a young man with purple lips and a sallow complexion.

"Why howling? Don't work!"

The supervisor walked over with his hands behind his back and a gloomy face.

"Master Wu, just now Zhao Shan was carrying a stone and suddenly lay down on the ground." The bald laborer replied.

"I saw that his expression was not right this morning, and I asked him how he was, and he said he was okay, but I didn't expect something to happen." Another slave labor said.

The supervisor raised his chin and motioned for the bald head to check it out, "Is it still alive?"

"I'm angry..."

The bald laborer sniffed Zhao Shan, and wanted to touch his forehead again, but saw many blisters on Zhao Shan's face, several of which were festered, so he withdrew his hand in fright.

"Wu Tou, Zhao Shan's face is rotten."

"How unlucky!"

The overseer took a few steps back in disgust, and called a servant, "Go and call the clerk."

The guard took the order to leave, and the supervisor saw a few hard laborers still standing there, and reprimanded: "What are you doing in a daze? Do you know how to see a doctor?"

The slaves looked at each other and turned to work.

Not long after, the guards rushed over with their assistants.

Wu Zuo asked about the situation, and knelt down to feel Zhao Shan's pulse.

The convicts and the prisoners whispered to each other and looked this way from time to time.

The supervisor came over and deliberately asked loudly: "How is it, is there help?"

Wu Zuo sighed, "I'm afraid it won't work."

"It...was fine yesterday."

"Cold evil enters the body and becomes ill from overwork, so that the foundation is greatly damaged. I'm afraid... let the family members pick it up."

……

Shen time, before sunset.

Zhao Shan almost didn't recognize his brother when he saw him at the gate of the camp.

Zhao Lin not only grew taller, but also became stronger. His expression was calm, and his whole body was full of energy.

"Brother, why haven't you seen me for a month? You seem like a different person?"

Although Zhao Lin knew that it was impossible for his elder brother to know that he had come here through time travel, he still had a "thump" in his heart, saying that he had really changed, but he never found out.

"Have I changed?"

He touched his cheek and said with a smile: "Why do I feel that brother has changed."

"If you don't, you can't get out."

Zhao Shan shook his head and smiled wryly, "They gave me a kind of medicine, I took half of it and rubbed it on, and I became like this ghost."

Mentioning this matter, Zhao Shan asked the question that had been pent up in his heart for a day: "Brother, how much did you spend to get me out?"

Zhao Lin said vaguely: "I don't have much money, I met a nobleman."

He decided to keep it secret for the time being. Qian Sanming had already greeted him and would not disclose it to others.

The origin of the money is unclear, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

"Not much money?"

Zhao Shan looked suspicious, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and asked, "You don't know how to borrow usury, do you? Let me tell you..."

Zhao Lin quickly interrupted: "Brother, don't worry, absolutely not."

"Then sell our farm?"

"Our family's few acres of Susukida can be sold for how much money, and besides, no one buys them now."

Zhao Shan checked his words and expressions, and saw that Zhao Lin didn't seem to be worried, so he was a little relieved, and asked about his parents' recent situation.

The two talked and laughed, and when they walked to a place not far from the village, Zhao Lin said to his elder brother, "Brother, get in the car and lie down. Don't let outsiders see that you can walk."

When Zhao Lin came to pick up his brother, he borrowed a flatbed from the village elder.

"it is good."

Zhao Shan understood the pros and cons, and obediently got into the car and lay down.

"Hey, is Zhao Shan in the car?"

"Tsk tsk, why is your brother like this?"

Zhao Lin pushed the flatbed cart past the head of the village, and the villagers surrounded him.

"My elder brother became seriously ill while doing hard labor. The county sent people back, saying it was the last time we saw each other..."

Zhao Lin squeezed out two tears and said with a choked voice.

In the car, Zhao Shan's eyes were blank, his mouth was open, and saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"It's too bad, a guy who was quite strong last month."

"Oh, who said no..."

Zhao Lin lowered his head to push the cart, walked to a place where no one was around, and secretly gave him a thumbs-up, "Brother, you're really pretending."

"Brother, you are not bad..." Zhao Shan squeezed his eyes.

After entering the house, the old couple heard the voice and ran out, hugging Zhao Shan and crying.

Although Zhao's father and Zhao's mother knew that their son was pretending to be sick, they still couldn't help weeping bitterly when they thought of what he had suffered.

Zhao Lin deliberately stood at the door for a while, waiting for his parents to cry enough before closing the courtyard door.

After entering the house, the family calmed down, and there was a smile on their faces.

After the dinner was ready, Zhao Shan looked at the food on the table, swallowed his saliva, and at the same time his head was a little dazed, "When did our family eat meat?"

After absorbing Xiong Wei's spirit, Zhao Lin's appetite grew even bigger, and he couldn't live without meat. In addition, when Zhao Shan came home today, he prepared a rich meal.

"Your brother didn't tell you, did he? He found a job as a Lifu in the county..."

Zhao's father was very happy, and told Zhao Lin about the past few days.

Zhao Lin did not tell his family about his resignation, nor did he mention hunting in the mountains. In case of meeting Huzi's eyeliner, knowingly concealing it or not knowing it at all, the latter is definitely safer.

After Zhao Shan heard Father Zhao's words, he realized that he had been away for a month, and that his younger brother supported the family. His eyes turned red, and he grabbed Zhao Lin's shoulder and squeezed it hard.

"Brother, I'm afraid you will have to pretend for a while."

Zhao Lin said and glanced outside the door.

Zhao Shan nodded again and again, "I know."

……

For the next few days, Zhao Lin went out early and returned late every day. He told his family that he was going to work in the city, but he actually went to Zhou Paotou's house in Baiqiao Village to wait for news.

"morning!"

Zhao Lin pushed open the door, and Liang Song was practicing boxing in the yard, so he greeted him.

Liang Song originally lived at his cousin's house, but Widow Wang learned that Zhu Dachun was injured and took care of him all day long.

He thought he was an eyesore, so Zhou Paotou happened to be out, so he moved here to live for a few days.

Zhao Lin moved around for a while, and when he was warmed up, he practiced throwing axes in the yard.

He originally wanted to learn archery, but the last time he used the throwing ax when he entered the mountain, it had unexpected effects.

The first time he hit Xiong Wei on the nose with a throwing axe, and the second time he pierced Heimian Huzi's chest, he couldn't help but change his mind.

I have strength, and I can't fully use my strengths with bows and arrows, but throwing axes can.

As long as the aim is not bad, the destructive power of the throwing ax is astonishing. He remembered that the Vikings liked to use the throwing ax to fight. It could easily pierce armor and even smash the enemy's shield to pieces.

After practicing the throwing ax for a while, Zhao Lin asked Liang Song for advice on boxing.

Liang Song has been thinking about seeking revenge from Huzi all these years. Although he has no money to pay for a famous teacher, he managed to learn two sets of boxing together, much better than Zhao Lin, a layman.

Zhao Lin felt that it would be better to practice some basic skills before officially practicing martial arts, so he humbly asked him for advice.

Liang Song didn't hide his secrets, and taught him a set of the most basic five-step boxing.

This set of boxing is not for beating people, but for practicing commonly used footwork such as lunge, horse stance, flash step, and jumping step, as well as basic moves such as punching punch, uppercut, palm lift, and split palm.

The next step to laying a solid foundation is to learn offensive and defensive routines.

"After getting the money, where are you going to learn martial arts?"

During the interval of martial arts practice, Liang Song asked Zhao Lin a question.

Zhao Lin mentioned to Liang Song that he also wanted to learn martial arts, so he asked this question.

"When I was doing martial arts, I delivered goods to several martial arts schools, but unfortunately I didn't have time to learn more about it."

Zhao Lin recalled for a while and asked, "Do you know which one is good?"

Liang Song shook his head and said, "To be honest, I don't know. I only know connections, talent, and money. There must be one of the three, and I may not be able to get in..."

The two were talking, when they heard a "squeak", the courtyard door was pushed open, and Zhou Paotou walked in in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)