After a busy day of making hot pot and making wine, Gongliang was terribly tired, so he lay on the bed and wanted to sleep. But for some reason, he couldn't sleep even though he wanted to.
Perhaps because he had been eating meat all day long recently, he felt strong all over his body. When he scratched his hand slightly, he had the illusion that he was full of energy and could break the sky with just one hand. This kind of strength lingered around him, making him full of energy and making him want to sleep again and again.
Can't catch it.
But this kind of strength is not real, it is very weak, just like dough turned into steamed buns. Even though it looks so big, it actually doesn't weigh much.
I couldn't sleep! Gongliang lay on his back on the bed and looked at the stone roof.
Suddenly, he remembered an incident when he was studying in the past. At that time, he was still a young boy. He had read too many martial arts stories and was very interested in Tietou Kung Fu, so he followed the advertisement in the collection of martial arts stories and bought a copy of Tietou Kung Fu.
According to the secret book, you should first hit your head with a bag filled with sand; over time, when your head has the strength to withstand it, you can switch to beating it with a wooden stick; after you feel nothing when hitting it with a wooden stick, you can switch to beating it with a wooden stick.
Iron rod; when the iron rod hits you without any problems, you have mastered the iron head skill.
Being stupid at that time, he actually followed the instructions in the secret book and sewed a long stick-like sandbag to hit his head.
I just felt a little dizzy after tapping for a while, so I gave up on practicing Tietou Gong.
When he thought of this, he was not doing Iron Tou Kung Fu, but the method of practicing Kung Fu could be used as a reference, that is, you can hit the body with a wooden stick, just like forging iron, and forge the iron into fine parts bit by bit.
Steel, get rid of the vain strength in the body, so as not to be full of strength and unable to sleep due to high energy.
Just do it.
Gongliang sat up from the bed, went to the kitchen to find a wooden stick and started beating it on his body.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m born with weak bones, but after beating like this for a while, my whole body felt much better.
After beating all over his body, his strength was almost exhausted, he sat back on the bed and began to meditate every day before going to bed. He turned his five hearts to the sky, closed his eyes and closed his mind, forgetting everything. In just a moment, he entered the empty world.
territory.
He didn't know that when he entered this realm, the trace of gas that had been dormant in his Dantian began to move with his breathing, and began to flow with the blood of his body, brushing away the pain left by his beating on the body.
When he woke up in the morning, Gongliang felt refreshed all over his body, and the feeling of swollen strength had obviously weakened a bit.
It seems that beating the body with a wooden stick is really feasible. I will do it every night from now on, and maybe I can even make the legendary iron shirt with a golden bell.
After getting up, he took a so-called toothbrush that could feel the bristles on the stone, brushed it with salt, washed his face, and went outside.
In this primitive tribe, no one brushes their teeth, and no one knows what a toothbrush is. However, some people will chew some leaves or branches. The leaves naturally have a fragrance and can freshen the mouth. Sometimes Gongliang will
I know how to use it. But it needs to be fresh. Gongliang is too lazy to run out to pick it every morning, so most of the time he uses a toothbrush ground from his own branches or brushes with salt.
When I came outside, it was still early. I stretched my body and felt tight, so I started boxing in the corridor in front of the house.
When I was writing books before, I felt my physical fitness was declining, so I bought some books on boxing, including Tai Chi, Baji, Wing Chun, Xingyi, etc. Unfortunately, in the end, he only learned Xingyi Five Elements Boxing. Because this is the simplest, and the others are all
It’s too complicated. Xingyi Five Elements Boxing, drilling, splitting, breaking and cannon crossing, is deadly simple, especially Bengquan, which is just a straight punch hitting back and forth with half a step. It is the easiest to get started. This is undoubtedly the gospel for lazy people. So Gongliang
I remember it most clearly.
Drilling, splitting, and cannon crossing, punch after punch, I have long understood it in my heart, and I am very skilled in each step and punch.
After one punch, I immediately felt much more energetic.
"A Liang, what are you doing?" Xiao Shi asked when he came out and saw him boxing.
"Exercise."
"Oh, it's time to eat. After we're done, let's dig out some vegetables."
Xiaoshi didn't ask anything, just called him, then turned around and ran home. During meal time, he and his brother were always the most active. After dinner, they carried the basket and walked out of the village gate to dig wild vegetables.
In this primitive tribe, life is extremely simple, especially for children. In addition to playing, they also do things for the family. Therefore, Gongliang and the others dig wild vegetables and pick mushrooms in the morning, and pick fruits and other things in the afternoon. Otherwise, they go to the big rocks of the tribe.
While watching the nearly adult children of the tribe practice their hunting skills.
After digging wild vegetables in the morning and picking fruits in the afternoon, Gongliang got to see the abundant mountain fruits here.
This place seems to be in the tropics and is rich in mountain fruit resources. About 20% of the mountain fruits can match the fruits he has seen before, but most of them are unfamiliar to him. For example, Xiaoshi took him to pick them in the afternoon.
The pods that cling to the cliffs and grow on mountain vines look like edamame beans, but are black on the outside, but the inside is milky white, as thick as a little finger, and extremely sweet.
Um??
While eating the pods, Gongliang suddenly remembered something. He thought about finding honey to replace sugar for cooking every day. Isn’t this ready-made fructose? What a fool. Squeeze these things into juice and put them into a pot to boil them dry. There will be nothing left.
Is it all sugar? That’s really stupid.
Thinking about it, he quickly asked Xiaoshi to help pick more pods.
Fortunately, he now carries an animal skin bag with him when he goes out, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold anything.
After eating the fruit, Xiaoshi continued to lead him and Xiaoshi forward.
The place where they picked the pods was a mountain col. After climbing over the mountain col and going down, there was a stream at the source of one of the big streams they used to pick wild vegetables. After walking along the stream for a while, they heard a loud rumbling sound.
Gong Liang looked up and saw a wide waterfall in the distance rushing down from above, creating a deep pool below. The stream they were walking on was a small stream escaping from the pool.
As soon as they arrived at the place, Xiao Shi and Xiao Xiao Shi took off their clothes and ran into the water. It seemed that they did this kind of thing often.
There are giant turtles in the big stream, so no one in the tribe dares to bathe in the big stream. The spring water of the tribe is used for eating. They only dare to wash themselves in a pool far away from the spring.
If you dare to mess too much, you will feel very uncomfortable. It's not like the stream here, where you can wash it however you want.
Seeing Xiao Shi and Xiao Xiaoshi bathing and playing in the stream, Gongliang felt itchy all over, so he took off his clothes and jumped in.
The stream was not deep, so the three of them enjoyed washing and playing.
Suddenly, Gongliang felt as if something was passing through his crotch. He looked carefully at the bottom of the water and saw small fish swimming below him without fear of danger at all. These fish had fine scales and were as thick and long as an adult's index finger.
, he looked stupid at first glance. He seemed to think that his brother swimming in the water was some delicious insect, and he bit him one after another.
of your ancestors.
Gongliang quickly covered his vitals to avoid being eaten like a bug. Then he would cry without tears.
Generally speaking, the fish in deep mountain streams and ponds like this are very sweet, and the meat is very delicate and tender. Looking around, he walked ashore and found a few mountain vines to make a fish cage, and fished out the fish in the stream.