That night, Fan Xian stared at the radish on the cutting board in a daze while holding the kitchen knife. Since then, after digging the grave and dismembering the corpse, he started the second extremely beneficial but extremely tragic learning journey in his life.
Sometimes he feels that life is really interesting, and for no reason there are two extra teachers who have strange temperaments and don't care much about his super precocious personality, and Fei Jie and Wu Zhu teach him to use poison and kill, and the methods they use are relatively abnormal.
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Late at night, there was a very slight sound of tuk-tuk in the back room of the grocery store. Wu Zhu turned sideways and said indifferently: "The cutting is very slow today."
Fan Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the shredded radish piled up like a hill in front of him, smiled slightly, moved his right arm, and found that the speed of shredded radish that he had practiced for several years was already about the same as that of Uncle Wu Zhu. , and the thickness is almost the same. But the right arm swelled and disappeared, and the pain healed. After practicing to this day, the sound of shredded radish was still made. Fan Xian knew that he was still far from Wu Zhu's control over the knife in his hand.
Although he didn't understand how shredded radishes would help the practice of martial arts, Fan Xian felt that shredded radishes were delicious, and he cut them out abruptly. The feel of jazz drums.
Naturally, the training he received here at Wuzhu is far more than that. There are also very clichéd things like squatting and climbing cliffs. It's just that Wuzhu's training requirements are too perverted. Cut to hand cramps, run until I can't wake up.
The most painful thing is: every three days, Wuzhu will practice against him in a remote place outside Danzhou Port—or simply, it is the peerless strong blind Wuzhu violently beating the underage child Fan Xian.
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This is really an epic, bloody and tearful childhood, and Wu Zhu said that this is how the young lady trained her subordinates back then.
Fan Xian was very troubled by these principles of three obediences and one major—the so-called “three obediences and one major” refers to: start from difficulties, be strict, and meet the needs of actual combat, and carry out heavy-duty training. the most useful means.
However, Fan Xian still had no complaints, doing all these things with a shy smile on his face. On the surface it was because he kept his promise, but in fact it was his mind far beyond his age that let him know that all of this was of great benefit to him.
The nameless and domineering zhenqi in his body has become more and more violent in recent years. Although there is a snow-capped mountain on the back of his waist to accommodate it outside of the dantian, his body, which is not yet fully developed, still cannot resist the invasion of zhenqi in the meridians. There will often be a phenomenon of true energy overflowing, and whenever this happens, there will always be some furniture and other things around him that will suffer.
If this situation is allowed to continue, one day, the accumulation of true energy will exceed the speed at which the body's meridians mature, causing him to explode and die.
It's just that the blind Wu Zhu really didn't have any way to subdue the violent qi in his body. He just let him exercise constantly, adjust his body functions to an excellent state, and then use the method of shredded radish to let him He trained his mind and was not in a hurry or impatient. After several years, his control over his zhenqi became much more stable.
Regarding death, all living people in this world do not have the same experience as Fan Xian, so there is no one who is more afraid of death and cherishes life more than him. So when he knew that Wuzhu's training was very helpful for him to overcome the side effects of the Domineering Scroll, he silently persisted.
Fan Xian thought about it carefully in the future, and then he understood the deep meaning behind Wu Zhu's actions. If true energy is a furnace, and he is that furnace, then exercising his muscles is equivalent to building a strong furnace, and exercising Mind, temper the spirit, just wait for a small opening on the stove to effectively control the fire.
As for being beaten by Wu Zhu with heavy hands every day, Fan Xian could only explain it to himself: This is the starting point from actual combat in the "three obediences and one major".
It just...really hurts.
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Early in the morning, Fan Xian woke up from the bed, rubbed his dull eyes, got up, jumped into the maid's bed, sniffed the gentle body fragrance left in the bed, pursed his mouth, 90% satisfied.
The maid, Sisi, was combing her hair with a comb, when she noticed him getting up, she walked to her bed with a smile, and pulled out the boy who was twisting her blanket like an octopus, before she had time to comb her hair again. I just gathered them casually, got up and prepared the hot water for the morning washing utensils.
Fan Xian got up from the quilt, sat down on the cotton pillow he made for Sisi, opened his pants, looked inside, and recited his favorite paddling in his previous life when he was not sick. With a wine fist, he gestured with his right hand to rock-paper-scissors: "Who is lewd, I am lewd! Who is lewd, you are lewd!"
In the end, he still raised his eyebrows, looked inside his pants, and said to himself: "I am lewd, you are not yet capable of lewdness."
Having been in this world for many years, Fan Xian has already gotten used to this corrupt life of holding out his clothes, so he yawned and waited for the maid to come back. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, he almost fell down and went back to sleep, and he didn't wait for the hot towel to reach his face.
I don't know what happened, but there was a faint sound of cursing in the yard. Fan Xian dressed himself, opened the door curiously and walked out, and saw something that made him very uncomfortable.
In the garden, the housekeeper Zhou, who was obviously a little tired, was scolding Sisi fiercely. The maids were surrounding her with a face full of fear.
This housekeeper Zhou came from the capital the year before last. Fan Xian naturally knew that he was sent by his concubine to keep an eye on him. It was just over a year ago that this housekeeper had behaved honestly. In addition, Fan Xian had been secretly watching him. I didn't find out what he had done, so I kept letting him go.
But today the housekeeper actually scolded his maid, which made Fan Xian very unhappy, he is a very defensive person. He walked over with squinted eyes, and begged a few words with the housekeeper, but for some reason, the housekeeper was very stubborn today and insisted on letting Sisi go to the backyard to receive family law.
Fan Xian frowned, looked up at the butler with a pretty face, and said with a smile, "My maid, I'll take it home and take care of it." This sentence seemed very plain, even a little weak.
But the maids around heard something else and became scared, wondering if the biggest hidden danger in Sinanbo's whole house, the conflict between the two rooms in Kyoto and Danzhou, could be suppressed.