I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

The place where Ma Laizi's family lives is even worse than Uncle Chen Luo's. It was a tiled house, the kind that would collapse if the wind blew. There was a boiler in the house next to it. When Chen Luo and his uncle and nephew came over, black smoke was coming out of the boiler next to it.

Ma Laizi was sitting alone at the door, holding a file in his hand and repairing an iron pot. The file was sharpened on the bottom of the pot, and large pieces of black iron powder fell to the ground, revealing the damaged location.

"Cripple, I'm here to see you."

Chen Laosan looked at the lame horse working over there and started shouting from afar.

Ma Laizi didn't even move when he heard the sound. He continued to rub the iron pot with a hunting rasp. The patch in the stove next to him was almost burned, so he picked it up and placed it in the hole in the iron pot. There was a clanging sound.

It wasn't until the iron pot was completely repaired and put aside that Ma Laizi looked up at his uncle and nephew.

His eyes mainly fell on Chen Luo.

Because this is a new face.

I don't know if it was due to psychological effects, but when Ma Laizi glanced over, Chen Luo became nervous subconsciously, and the hairs on his body stood up. This feeling is like walking alone in the woods and being stared at by a beast.

"My nephew, Chen Luo! The third generation of the old Chen family."

Chen Luosan's words interrupted the atmosphere, and at the same time he did not forget to put the gift in his hand on the table next to him.

"Say it."

Ma Laizi finally looked away, his voice was a little low, and his face was like a wooden man, without any change.

"My nephew wants to learn martial arts."

After Chen Laosan sat down, he went straight to the point and stated his purpose without saying any polite words.

Upon hearing this, the movement in Ma Laizi's hand paused for a moment.

After that, it seemed as if he didn't hear anything and started minding his own business. Chen Laosan was not in a hurry and was waiting nearby. He waited until Ma Laizi had repaired all the iron pots and sickles in his hands before he spoke again.

"Why do you want to learn martial arts?"

This sentence was said to Chen Luo, and Chen Laosan next to him did not interrupt.

He knew the temper of the lame horse.

"I want to become stronger."

Chen Luo expressed his wish.

He has never felt safe since he came to this world. Especially after knowing that this world has ‘martial arts’, this feeling of insecurity becomes even stronger. So he desperately wants to master the power to protect himself and those around him.

"Learning martial arts may not necessarily make you stronger, this is the way of the world."

Ma Laizi seemed to have remembered something and said something. But then there was no sound again. He silently packed up the tools, placed the used pliers against the corner of the room, and put the file into the toolbox next to him.

"Come tomorrow, I'll teach you for an hour every day. It's up to you how much you can learn."

Just when Chen Laosan thought that this matter was going to fail, Ma Laizi picked up the tool box and got up to go back to the house. When he was closing the door, a voice came from inside.

Done!

Chen Laosan breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Luo was also very excited!

No matter what Ma Laizi's temper is, for Chen Luo at this stage, this is his only chance. As long as he can enter the gate of martial arts, he believes that he will definitely be able to find a way to reach the sky later. Learning martial arts with those damaged brains is the last option. For a beginner, this choice is still too risky. If there are any mistakes in the details, it will be fatal.

It's already dusk after all the work here.

When the uncle and nephew came back, the nearest street was still blocked, and people from the yamen were searching back and forth, as if they were looking for someone.

Chen Laosan was naturally cautious and took Chen Luo back home through a detour.

"Old Liu Tou! Here are two bowls of noodles, add more sesame and less spicy."

Neither uncle nor nephew were good at cooking. When they arrived at the alley, Chen Laosan and Chen Luo sat down in front of Lao Liu's noodle stall, tapped the table with their hands, and shouted loudly.

They were all old acquaintances, and Old Liu knew they were coming when he heard the sound.

After a while, Lao Liutou came over with hot noodles, and a piece of braised pork specially added for them.

"We'll tie the knot together after eating.

Chen Laosan replied, took out the chopsticks from the bamboo tube, stirred it twice and then started eating. Chen Luo was not slow, and he was full in a short time.

Lao Liutou's noodle stall has been running for more than 20 years, and his noodles are famous for their honesty.

Not to mention that the uncle and nephew also added braised pork.

After having enough wine and food, Chen Laosan threw two big coins on the table and took Chen Luo back home.

Chen Laosan has been living like this all these years, spending money whenever he can and never treating himself badly. Chen Luo also learned from his third uncle in this regard. No matter what he did, he would never treat him badly. The worst he could do was to be a bachelor for the rest of his life. It’s not like he hasn’t been beaten before!

After returning home, Chen Laosan took out the key and was about to open the door when he saw a black bamboo stick falling out from under the copper lock.

Um?

The moment he saw the bamboo stick, Chen Laosan's expression changed.

"Third uncle, do you want to help?"

Chen Luo knew this kind of bamboo stick. It was the mark of the corpse buryer when he came to do business. Every time Chen Laosan came to live in the past, Chen Luo was watching from the side. Naturally, he had seen similar bamboo sticks. It was just a black bamboo stick. This was the first time he saw it, and he couldn't help but be curious.

"You can help me so much! Learn martial arts well and don't waste all my hard work."

Chen Laosan cursed and put the bamboo stick in his arms, then opened the door and returned to the house.

"Go there by yourself tomorrow."

Seeing this, Chen Luo had no choice but to return to his house.

There are many taboos in the business of burying corpses. If the third uncle refused to tell him, he would definitely not be able to ask. If you ask too many questions, you might even get beaten by your third uncle.

These are all words of experience.

‘We’ll see when our strength increases later. Right now I can’t even protect myself. ’

Lying in bed, Chen Luo couldn't help but think of the street closure he saw during the day.

‘I just hope it’s nothing serious. ’

He fell asleep in a daze. That night, Chen Luo didn't dream and slept very soundly.

A night of silence.

Chen Luo got up early the next morning.

The strange thing is that the third uncle next to him has already gone out. The door in the yard is still open, and he doesn't know where he went.

"Aunt Wang, have you seen my third uncle?"

After washing up, Chen Luo went to the old Liu's noodle stall at the entrance of the alley and asked the aunt who was cooking the noodles. Aunt Wang is the daughter-in-law of Old Liu Tou. One of them does business in the evening and the other does business in the morning. I heard that the old couple relied on this unique skill to buy a house for their son in the provincial capital.

"Your third uncle? He went out before dawn and took two steamed buns from me." Seeing that it was Chen Luo, Aunt Wang smiled and said a few more words.

Business was busy in the morning, and after a few words, Aunt Wang went to mind her own business.

Chen Luo didn't ask any questions. After eating two steamed buns and drinking a bowl of soy milk, he set off to Ma Laizi's house.

He went there with his third uncle yesterday.

Know the way.

After crossing the alley and arriving at yesterday's intersection again, Chen Luo found that the street was still blocked. Not only did it show no signs of being unblocked, but the scope of the blockade became even larger, with several surrounding households blocked. There was a special police handle at the door. Seeing Chen Luo peeking over there, one person glared over.

"Get out of here, the road is closed this way, take a detour!"

Chen Luo, who was scolded, shrank his neck and hurriedly changed the way he took yesterday.

‘Isn’t it an epidemic? The plague will cause great chaos in this era. ’

Thinking about it, Chen Luo thought it was impossible.

If it was really a plague, the lockdown would not be at this level.

Judging from the attitude of the people who sent him to scold him just now, many people must have thought about taking a detour from here in the morning, and his words of scolding people were all smooth.

After passing the blocked area, it didn't take long to arrive at Ma Laizi's home.

Just like yesterday, Ma Laizi was still repairing daily utensils for his neighbors, from kitchen utensils to farm tools, and he could even help nail horseshoes.

Chen Luo didn't say much after he came over, and immediately started to help.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the lame horse stopped what he was doing.

"Come in with me."

Perhaps due to his performance throughout the morning, Ma Laizi's attitude towards Chen Luo became much better.

Push open the wooden door.

Chen Luo discovered that the yard of Ma Laizi's house was actually larger than that of his third uncle's house. It looked shabby from the outside, but it was very bright and bright inside.

After passing the middle gate, there is a separate small courtyard inside. There was a weapon rack and a sandbag beside it. The surface of the sandbag was somewhat weathered, and it looked like no one had used it for a long time.

"When practicing martial arts, you should practice fighting first. Watch my movements and learn as much as you can."

Regardless of whether Chen Luo heard it or not, Ma Laizi continued to punch on his own. After a set of movements is completed smoothly, the stakes are finally set.

Although he is lame on one leg, he feels stable.

Upon seeing this, Chen Luo immediately imitated.

The punches produced the first time cannot be said to be exactly the same, they can only be said to be completely unrelated. None of the key nodes were stepped on correctly, and the breathing was messy. Ma Laizi frowned at the sight.

"Practice again."

Ma Laizi suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice.

He knew that Chen Luo's qualifications were not good, but he didn't expect them to be so bad. After typing it all over again, I didn’t remember anything. It was simply a waste material among waste materials!

Upon hearing this, Chen Luo immediately raised his hand and recalled the action just now and hit him again.

This time Ma Laizi pointed out several mistakes in his movements. Every time Chen Luo stood wrong, he would hit him with a bamboo stick. Over and over again, until night fell, Chen Luo reluctantly memorized this set of actions.

"That's it for today. In the next month, come back to me after you have mastered the pile skills."

Throwing the bamboo in his hand aside, Ma Laizi walked away without looking back.

He was afraid that if he looked at it for a while longer, his heart disease would be aggravated.

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Luo kowtowed to Ma Laizi respectfully before standing up and preparing to leave.

"hiss"

I didn't pay attention when I was practicing before, but every time I move, my whole body hurts. Ma Laizi really didn't hold back his hands when he slapped people. If he did, Chen Luo wouldn't be able to remember these actions.

In the basic stage of martial arts, if the training goes wrong, people will die.