"...Child, child... wake up, the time has almost come. Dad has something to say to you. This is very likely... also the last time."
"...Don't make any noise, I want to sleep so much that I want to die... I'll wait until I wake up to talk about anything. I'm so tired, so tired that I'm about to die..."
"Wake up, don't sleep yet, dad has something to say to you..."
"We'll talk about it tomorrow! I've been burying the corpses all day long...Dad, you were just lazy. You stayed away when digging the hole and let me dig it alone. I also picked up the corpses all over the mountains and fields and threw them away, as well as those other dead people.
Damn it, I'm so tired...yawn...I'll talk about it tomorrow..."
"Wake up, don't sleep. It's almost time. What dad said to you is very likely... and it will be the last time..."
"Dad, you always say it's the last time. The last time was just the day before yesterday... Please be kind and let me go. I'm so pitiful. There's another commotion in Xiaojiao Village in the evening. There will definitely be corpses to pick up tomorrow. I
There is a lot of professional pressure, so let me sleep...I'm really going to collapse..."
Although he repeatedly advocated for his own rights and interests, it has never been easy for the interests of child laborers to receive due attention. In the end, Meng Yan still had a stinky face and was dug up from the slate bed. He looked sleepily at the bearded man in front of him.
Dad.
"What's going on... I always say it's the last time. If you dig me out again to help you take out your shit, or watch the stars with you, dad just dig a hole and bury yourself."
The bearded man revealed his shortcomings in front of him, and with a hurt expression on his face, he reached out and hit his son on the head.
"...You little beast. You speak in this tone to your own father? It's okay to complain about your father. This is a capital crime!"
"Yes, yes, dad, why don't you just dig a hole and bury me? I have to pick up corpses and bury them every day. Not to mention the heavy work, I still can't sleep at night... I always get picked up by you. Listen to me.
Nonsense...Oh my God! Are you really my biological father? Do those children in the outside world live like this?"
Being questioned angrily by his son, the bearded man who originally wanted to speak seemed a little embarrassed. He quickly said: "You are young, so you don't understand. All this is actually the painstaking efforts of my father, who wants to cultivate you to be successful."
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"Oh... it's a lot of hard work... so you drink and have fun every day and let me work alone. I bury the body and pick up the broken body. This painstaking effort... seems not easy to understand."
The young boy rolled his eyes and nakedly questioned his father's excuse with a look of complete contempt.
"Of course, my father also knows that you usually work very hard, so I want to give you a favor today." The bearded man paused, gathering momentum, and then said: "My father wants to teach you... peerless martial arts!"
"Oh, peerless martial arts, right? Thank you so much..."
The boy still rolled his eyes, and even started to pick his nose, with a completely disdainful expression, as if he was seeing a liar who coaxes children, telling stupid lies that even children can see through, but he didn't realize that he had become a living joke.
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"Well, this... Of course, the location where our father and son are today makes things a little more complicated, but that doesn't mean... that's it! Don't be ignorant of your blessings, I don't know how many people outside are dreaming about it.
I want you to be so lucky!"
"Oh, is having peerless martial arts considered a blessing? Thank you very much. Can I sleep now?"
The boy looked beyond his father to the pile of books and notes behind him. Those were the remains of all the worldly masters who passed by this place, referred to as senior passers-by, collected by his father and his son over the years.
The exercises and secret records are all kept here. They seem to be useful, but in fact they are all waste.
I still remember that when I first had memories, my father was crazy about these things. Every time a high-level passer-by left secrets or records, he felt like he had found a treasure, and he spent all his time transcribing and organizing them. Did he practice?
I don’t know, but from my own impression, as time passed, my father became more and more depressed about this, and finally put these things on the shelf without touching them. Apparently he had discovered something.
No matter what the discovery is, at least one thing is clear, that is, these peerless martial arts are of no use in March Mountain. After helping these high-level passers-by collect corpses for many years, the tools and rest time are scarce. The most indispensable thing is all kinds of "
"Peerless martial arts", those things are inedible, and are not even as good as the various medicines and herbs left by passers-by...
"Listen to me, the corpse collectors of March Mountain are within the rules and are protected by the power of the rules. They are also restricted by the rules, which are the so-called rules of heaven. Under the restrictions of the rules of heaven, we cannot...
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The bearded man said a long list of words. Seeing his son's confused and sleepy face, he smiled bitterly and said, "That's right. It's hard for you to say this, so I'll just tell you the conclusion."
Pointing to a tall stack of bamboo slips, cloth, and paper rolls behind him, the bearded man said: "These are all useless! As long as they don't get out of here, they are useless..."
"Dad, you finally admitted that you spent your time on waste. Congratulations. I'm going to bed. If you have nothing else to do, don't call me..."
"Although here, these peerless martial arts are useless and harmful, but as long as one day you can come out of March Mountain, these secret skills from another world are shocking secret treasures. If you can achieve what is recorded above, let alone set foot on the emperor and be promoted.
Even if the God of War reappears as the legendary supreme being and shatters the void, this is by no means a dream."
As soon as Big Beard finished speaking, there was a sudden thunderbolt and thunder from outside the cave. It was full of ominous meaning and seemed to be issuing some kind of warning to prevent him from continuing to speak...
"As guardians, we can't leave, at least I can't, but you...maybe there is still a chance, so starting tomorrow, you don't need to read anything else, and read the book "The Immortal Phoenix Nirvana Sword" carefully.
, this set of exercises is very strange and unique. Among the many secret manuals we have, it is the only thing that you can practice under the constraints of the rules and still use it after you go out."
The thunder outside the cave became louder, and when the rumble came, you could clearly feel the anger in the thunder. Blood began to ooze from the corners of the bearded mouth, drawing a bright red streak, but he ignored it and just looked at his eyes.
The half-closed son said: "If you have the chance to go out, you will definitely face many challenges. Although the Phoenix Sword is strong, it is not enough unless you can go further on this basis."
"...Dad, you're still not asleep...yawning..."
"The essence of the Phoenix Sword is not immortality, but nirvana. Only the rebirth of nirvana can break the limitations of life and death. But if you want to take this step, you must obtain the true blood of the phoenix. This is a rare opportunity... But
It’s impossible to hope for.”
The thunder outside the cave became louder, and the bearded man began to bleed not only at the corners of his mouth, but also at the end of his nose, "If not, the black fire may be your only hope." (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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