[69 Book Bar-www.] Super Bandit King Trilogy_Part 1
Blood-tempered sword
Author:Super Bandit King
Chapter 1 Weird Child Shuirou
"Oh————————How can this be good?"
An old sigh mixed with helplessness came out of the thatched cottage. This is a small village located deep in the Suzi River, near the Tomb of the Qing Emperor. The village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the land is fertile, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful and full of spiritual energy.
The village is close to the Suzi River, which surrounds half of the village. But it separates the village from the mountain forest. The forest on the mountain is lush and green.
The Suzi River in front of the village is about 100 meters wide. The water is gentle and clear, but the fish are fat. The reed flowers are fragrant and ducks and geese are playing in the water. Across the river, you can see endless crop fields.
Perhaps because of the Suzi River, the crops grown in the village are rarely cared for by wild boars in the mountains.
This sound was a helpless sigh coming from the thatched house at the east end of the village.
In the early spring of 1915, a strange boy was born. The child was born out of difficulty and his body looked as if he had no bones. It became a strange thing in the village. Every family felt sorry for the child and did not know whether he would survive.
Due to misfortune in the family, both parents died early. There are only two people living here, the grandfather and the grandson. They are the old and the young. The old has a bent back, but his steps are still strong, and the young is still in his infancy. In. No, to be exact, in a delicately woven vine blue.
What Grandpa sighed was that this child was already half a year old, and it was still soft and boneless. No one could pick it up, as if it was made of paralyzed water. So he had to put it in the vine blue, because such a child, Therefore, he was given a strange name, Jiang Shuirou, which means he is as soft as water.
When you enter this home, you can only see a big bucket. Apart from that, there is no valuable furniture. It is a good description to say that the house has four walls. There are three feet under the big bucket made of unknown materials. Inside the bucket, there are There is more than half a bucket of Chinese herbal water.
Grandpa lights this bucket every day, but no matter how high the fire is, the water in the bucket is only 4 or 50 degrees. It just won't turn on. The herbs will melt after being put in.
Grandpa would go to great lengths to soak the baby in water for several hours every day, while feeding him some medicine made from elixirs that he thought would be useful for his grandson's growth. Sometimes he would also move the baby's arms and legs. into strange and weird postures.
After all, this grandpa is a well-known old Chinese medicine practitioner within a hundred miles. But no matter what grandpa does, the baby will always turn up his fresh lips and smile at grandpa. Occasionally, he will show a slight frown.
This big bucket is old. It was left behind by my grandpa's grandpa. The potion here is unknown for how old it is. It has not been replaced since my grandpa can remember. Grandpa also grew up soaking in the potion in it.
I only saw herbs and water added to it, but I never saw it taken out. I don’t know what this bucket is made of. It’s neither gold nor iron, nor wood nor stone. But it’s stronger than fine steel.
The baby was put diagonally into the medicinal water and carried on a horizontal pole. The child only showed his mouth and nose and was panting. When the baby was soaking in the medicinal water, he was happiest. He would close his eyes and fall asleep soundly.
Grandpa sometimes takes advantage of this time to go into the mountains to collect herbs. Despite his age, he is still sharp-sighted and has nimble hands and feet. Winters and summers come and go, and when he is three years old, he no longer soaks in potions for a long time every day, and grandpa will read a paragraph to the child. The book of time.
No one in the village understands this book. It's like reciting Buddhist scriptures. If the grandfather doesn't read it, the child will chatter and be restless at all. But as soon as he hears it, he will become quiet immediately and he will shut up.
My eyes calmed down and listened silently, but only
If grandpa thought he had fallen asleep, as soon as he stopped, he would immediately open his eyes and look at grandpa with doubtful eyes, which means why you stopped reading. And when grandpa finished reading an article, he would
Calm down and stop bothering grandpa.
Every day, the grandfather would slap the child all over the body, making a crackling sound and the whole body would turn red. However, the child was happy and did not cry, so it became a habit. Every day when he went to sleep, the grandfather would also put him in various positions. It was very weird.
The child later learned that this was one of the cultivation techniques in the Seven Stars Manual. It was a secret book with pictures and texts, covering everything. The scroll was neither leather nor paper, and I don’t know where my grandfather got it from. The text was in regular script.
tiny print,
The picture shows nudes with acupuncture points and veins in different postures. It is divided into nine levels of training formulas, and there are also fist, foot, knife and palm martial arts called Qilianxing. There are also medicine-related acupuncture techniques and herbal combinations called Qilianxing.
Danfang, ointment powder.
When the child was about three or two months old and was about to turn four, his grandfather suddenly discovered that the child could crawl. Now the grandfather was very happy. After all, he could move, and he could stand if he could crawl.
It only took more than two months for the child to be able to sit up. He was still very quiet and just held the scroll and read it in a formal manner every day. After letting his grandfather read it to him, he read it by himself.
One day, grandpa asked him if he could read and recognize words. This child could actually read from beginning to end. By the age of four, Jiang Shuirou could already walk. Every morning, he would learn boxing and stretch his arms and legs from his grandfather.
Sometimes when I encounter something I don’t understand, I will actually check the secret book and think about it by myself. In the evening, I will take the initiative to practice Qigong.
When he was five years old, his grandfather taught him how to write prescriptions, take pulses, and recognize herbs. He practiced every day without hesitation and persevered.
When she was six years old, she could actually check her grandfather's pulse and prescribe some home remedies. When she was seven years old, Jiang Shuirou was as naughty as the children in the village. She could go to the house to lift tiles, go down the river to fish, and climb trees to dig out bird eggs.
.Improve life for grandpa
.In addition, under the strict supervision of my grandfather, I learned to recognize various acupuncture points in the human body and perform acupuncture. When I was eight years old, I could go to the mountains to collect herbs for my grandfather, catch snakes, rabbits, and lasso pheasants. I also practiced using Feihuang Stone.
His shots were even more flawless.
It is said that when you are three years old, you will look older when you are five years old. But Jiang Shuirou is the same every day, and she is always naughty. There is nothing wrong with drilling holes in trees. She actually chased a rabbit into the hole. At this time, Jiang Shuirou was just the same.
I discovered that I could make my body soft, as if it were boneless.
At the age of nine, Jiang Shuirou became more stable, less naughty, and more thoughtful. She still helped her grandfather see the doctor every day and went up the mountain to collect herbs. While going up the mountain to collect herbs, she also did some manual work because of her particularly good eyesight.
Live. This is a type of hunter in the mountains. Hunters are divided into gunners and rangers. The rangers do not use guns to hunt.
Every time, there will always be some unexpected gains. I will become more sensible.
On this day, I collected medicine and walked to the mountain of the Qing Emperor's Mausoleum. As I walked, I recited:
"They say the emperor is buried here, but how does this look like? There is no sign of dragon veins at all, it's just a dumpling. Grandpa won't let him come. Look, how many good herbs are not allowed to be picked here?
They're all rotten, it's such a waste. Fortunately, I'm here today so I can pick more.