Night without Borders

Chapter 6 Freshmen
Qin Ming nodded solemnly, it was time to figure out how to be "reborn".

This is a big deal, it concerns your entire life and affects your future destiny.

Fifteen or sixteen years old is the golden period. Being "reborn" at this age will bring the most benefits, and it will be a pity to miss it.

But this is difficult. The best people in Shuangshu Village all achieved their "rebirth" after the age of 20, and some of them did not succeed until they were over 30 years old.

Even so, there are more than 40 households in the village, with a total population of more than 200 people, and the number of "newborns" is less than ten.

Lu Ze said, "The second sick kid from the next village has succeeded, and he is in his prime."

Qin Ming had an impression of the second sick boy. He was thin, with a pale face and a sickly look. Even his hair was sparse and the color of dead grass.

He was deeply surprised that the boy who did not look strong was "reborn" at the golden age.

"When did this happen?"

"It's been almost a month." Lu Ze informed him that after Er Bingzi was reborn, he actually lifted up the 400-pound black donkey in the yard, completely changing his previous weak appearance.

"It's really amazing." Qin Ming really didn't expect that so many young men as strong as bulls had suffered setbacks many times, but Er Bingzi succeeded in one go.

Lu Ze also felt a little touched. He was strong and healthy, and was considered a powerful figure among the young and strong. But now he was 23 years old and had not yet been "reborn".

"It is said to be related to one of his relatives." Lu Ze knew some inside information.

The second relative of the patient, who was not very close by blood, had been traveling for many years. When he came back and saw him, he decided that he was a good candidate.

The man said that Erbingzi had some health problems in the past and his energy and spirit were not well-locked, so he looked sickly, but he actually had great potential.

The most important thing was that the man brought back a book on advanced Qigong and asked Erbingzi to practice this method. The effect was extremely significant and he was finally "reborn".

Qin Ming was lost in thought. One's fate was indeed unpredictable.

"Afterwards, the man said that Er Bingzi's innate 'foundation' was much stronger than he had previously guessed, and he might be able to go very far."

Lu Ze never expected that a person who looked sick all year round could be so powerful.

"Although we don't have advanced Qigong, we do have some feasible ways. Xiao Qin, I think it's time to change your special training method." Lu Ze advised.

In his opinion, Qin Ming has a very strong physical fitness, better than him, and has already surpassed ordinary people by a large margin.

However, despite such good conditions, Qin Ming has yet to be "reborn". The problem probably lies in the way he trains himself, which is unable to generate new power and carry him forward.

He is now in his early sixteens. If he continues like this, he will really miss his golden period.

Liang Wanqing also advised: "Xiao Qin, why don't you practice your brother Lu's night meditation technique instead."

Eternal night covers the world and the wilderness is extremely dangerous. In such an environment, there are some public power books in various places so that everyone can improve their physical fitness and protect themselves.

Of course, these books are not high-end, and are far from rare secret books.

Qin Ming was not a stubborn person. He knew their good intentions and nodded, saying, "I will try it seriously next."

Lu Ze sighed, thinking that Qin Ming was delayed by the "wild methods" he practiced on a daily basis, which were far inferior to the low-level "Introduction to Night Meditation Technique" he practiced. However, if he wanted to change his practice now, time would be too tight.

He thought that only advanced Qigong could help Qin Ming change his current situation in a short period of time.

Lu Ze exhaled a breath of foul air and said, "Alas, even if there is an intermediate secret book, it would be a pity if you miss the most precious golden period with your conditions."

However, the only books circulating in this area that can help people "rebirth" are a few books of similar quality, such as "Guide to the Floating Life Kung Fu" and "Introduction to the Night Meditation Technique".

Qin Ming was not anxious, mainly because the movements he had practiced for years had taken effect. The light flowing on his body and the silver ripples, although faint, were real and different from the past.

His handsome face had a healthy rosy color, his eyes were bright, and he said, "Brother Lu, sister-in-law, if you wait for a while, I should be able to succeed."

The new life, based on the original physical fitness, is full of vigorous vitality, like returning to the mother's womb and giving birth to new and vigorous new life.

In the turbid air of the red dust, the original physical conditions have been solidified. If the "foundation" undergoes development again, it will be like a rebirth in the mother's womb.

Who is not moved by this?
For example, Erbingzi, who was originally a little weak, was able to use the strength of his hands to grab living things weighing hundreds of pounds and lift them above his head.

This change is truly amazing, no less than changing one's fate.

Just imagine, after practicing the Night Meditation Technique, Lu Ze was able to break bricks and smash wooden dummies. If he experiences a "rebirth" and his strength increases significantly, how terrifying will his punches and kicks be?
"After my serious illness was cured, I feel different. My physical condition is better than ever." Qin Ming is very confident now.

Before Lu Ze and Liang Wanqing could say anything, five-year-old Wen Rui was already nodding seriously, his rosy face full of anticipation, saying, "Uncle is the best. When he succeeds, catch some wild animals and stew their meat for us. I'm... greedy."

Little Wenhui, who was just over two years old, staggered over and also came forward to agree. He spoke unclearly, "Uncle... is awesome. Eat some meat."

Qin Ming immediately smiled and said, "No need to wait until later, I can satisfy you today."

As he said this, he took down the red squirrel hanging on the hunting fork.

The mutant squirrel's big black gemstone eyes suddenly popped out, and then it showed a look of fear.

"Hey, it's alive again. This is even better. The meat is much more tender than when it was frozen." Qin Ming picked it up and looked at it again and again.

"This squirrel is so beautiful and cute." Wen Rui blinked his big eyes and liked this furry little animal from the bottom of his heart.

"It will be even cuter when it's stewed. I guarantee you'll enjoy it." Qin Ming said with a smile.

Wen Rui was immediately conflicted. He was indeed greedy as he hadn't eaten meat for a long time. However, when he saw this little creature with glowing red fur, he couldn't take his eyes off it. He wanted to get close to it and raise it.

Little Wenhui followed behind his brother, imitating him. His bright eyes reflected the red squirrel's shadow, and he mumbled, "Squirrel... cute."

Lu Ze and Liang Wanqing looked at the two children and laughed.

Qin Ming expressed his approval and said, "It's indeed cute and capable. Look, it has so much food for the winter, including pine nuts, walnuts, hazelnuts, red dates, etc., no less than a dozen kinds, and even mushrooms are stored. Now, the squirrel stewed with mushrooms is delicious and nutritious." "Really...really? But I don't want it to die." Wen Rui tugged at the corner of his clothes, his little face full of embarrassment, and of course he did not forget to swallow his saliva.

"Of course, you see, among these mushrooms there are tiger paw mushrooms and sunbird mushrooms. These are all well-known mountain delicacies. You are in for a treat. As expected, the mutant creatures are selected to be the best." Qin Ming exclaimed.

The red squirrel was very angry and its fur stood up.

Qin Ming pulled out a dagger and carried it to the yard to skin the animal. Such a bloody scene should not be seen by the two children.

"Squeak!" The mutated little mountain beast was suddenly frightened, screaming in panic and struggling violently. The wire wrapped around its body was almost cutting into its flesh.

"Uncle, why don't you... leave it here." Wen Rui stopped him, trying hard to forget the taste of the stewed meat. He seemed to have made up his mind and was begging for mercy here.

"What great ingredients! The meat of mutant creatures is the most delicious." Qin Ming tempted with a smile.

"I won't eat it this time. After my uncle is reborn, he will definitely be able to hunt down some ferocious big mutant creatures. I'll wait for my uncle to succeed." Wen Rui felt sympathy and resisted the temptation of food.

The mutant squirrel was nervous. It looked at the knife in Qin Ming's hand for a while, and then squeaked at Wen Rui, as if asking for help.

Liang Wanqing was surprised: "This little mountain beast is very intelligent. It seems to understand what you are saying. Look at its little face, it is wrinkled with nervousness."

Qin Ming put away the dagger. Such a small creature didn't have much meat. He originally wanted to satisfy the two children's cravings. Since they liked living things, he could just raise it.

Lu Ze frowned slightly and said, "This winter is different from the past. There is no extra food for it."

The mutant squirrel stared eagerly at the bulging animal hide bag, which contained all its wealth!
Qin Ming also noticed that this little mountain beast was indeed incredibly intelligent.

He picked out some acorns from the pile of dried fruits and said, "This kind of nut needs to be processed before eating, otherwise it will be slightly poisonous and a bit bitter. It's just right to keep it to feed the squirrels."

The red squirrel said nothing, but just stared at him with wide eyes, breathing heavily.

"Are you not satisfied with being able to survive? Besides, if you dare to bite anyone, I will definitely stew you." Qin Ming warned and locked it in an iron cage for raising birds.

Lu Ze thought that it would be better to sell the mutant squirrel. After all, its bright red fur was very valuable, and keeping it would be a waste of food and energy.

But when he saw the two children laughing and jumping with great joy, he no longer objected.

Before leaving, Lu Ze took the iron cage and a pile of acorns, but no other dry goods.

Qin Ming didn't say much to him. He stuffed the cloth bag containing walnuts and pine nuts into Liang Wanqing's hands as snacks for the two children.

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After temporarily getting rid of the predicament of lack of food, Qin Ming began to seriously consider the issue of new life.

Lu Ze's comment that "wild methods" delayed him did stir up some ripples in his heart.

He vaguely remembered some blurry fragments from his childhood. Someone once told him that although those movements had their origins, they probably could not be mastered.

A moment later he came to the yard and started out at his own pace. The "wild style" he had practiced for more than ten years was obviously different, so there was no reason not to continue.

Qin Ming moved his joints, stretched his muscles and bones, twisted, rotated, turned and flipped, all smoothly and without stagnation.

He suddenly jumped up from the ground, as fast as an iron arrow, and fell down as lightly as a swallow, landing silently.

He changes between stillness and movement, sitting like a crouching tiger, walking like wading through mud, and moving smoothly and naturally.

Then he spun around and swung his legs as fast as lightning, like a dragon python swinging its tail in the air, making a dull sound.

After a simple warm-up, Qin Ming began to perform various difficult movements.

"Breathing in and out, expelling the old and taking in the new, like a bear looking back at an owl..."

He stretched his body with such strength and power that he created a strong wind, which blew up the snow on the ground and made it swirl and fly around.

Soon, a familiar feeling came. There were extremely faint silver threads interweaving in Qin Ming's pores, rippling into waves, and forming a very faint layer of light on the surface of his body.

Gradually, white mist rose around him.

A warm current flowed through his flesh and blood, just like the rain after a severe drought, and the dry land greedily absorbed the raindrops.

Qin Ming's movements were very exhausting, but he did not feel tired. Instead, he was full of energy.

His body seemed to be cheering, as if it had been hungry for a long time and wanted to be full, and kept sucking on the silver ripples.

His flesh was itching and his whole body was gaining strength. Could this be the beginning of a new life?
Qin Ming felt hot all over and had an urge to run to vent his abundant energy, and then he took action.

He was galloping through the wilderness, like a meteor across the night sky, going farther and farther away, almost approaching the mountain forest area.

In the snow in the distance, a tall and slender woman stood quietly. The black fur cloak on her body was shining with a faint black light, covering her white neck and leaving only her delicate chin exposed. She had a mysterious and cold look.

A crow stood on a thorn bush beside her and spoke in human language: "Hey, the body regenerates on its own, and there are abnormal phenomena in the early stage, just like the moonlight shining on the body surface, creating layers of broken golden ripples."

"I feel this is a good seedling. It's rare to find one in such a remote place." It had black feathers like black gold and a pair of purple eyes. It stared ahead and said, "Isn't your teacher selecting a last disciple? This boy might be suitable."

The woman stood on a large bluestone. The cold wind blew, and her loose cloak stuck to her body, unable to hide her exceptionally beautiful curves. However, her voice was a little cold: "There are people who are more suitable than him."

Qin Ming seemed to sense something, turned his head to look into the distance, and already held a bow and arrow in his hand.

"Very sharp intuition." The crow commented. At this time, it was already in the dense forest. It said to the woman beside it: "Your teacher's path is very special. You must not miss a seed that has the potential to flourish."

"Not being chosen is a regret he doesn't know about. What can I miss? I already have the best candidate." The mountain wind whistled, and the woman's black hair fluttered, blocking one side of her fair face. She was dressed in black, and her beauty was even more cold and beautiful. She walked forward and said, "Right now, it's more important to go into the mountain to explore."

(End of this chapter)