Twilight Boundary

The bloody Tai Sui that once disgusted me turned out not to be Tai Sui, but my own life!

While Hu Ma was eating the bowl of meat that Xiao Hongtang brought over, she gradually figured out a lot of things. No wonder the second master's ability seemed to be more suitable for solving his own problems than Lao Huotangzi, but her mother-in-law didn't give up until the end. After finding a way, I had to send myself here.

Because of Er Ye's ability, he either doesn't learn it or learns it, but instead exposes a more fundamental problem in himself...

His original body is dead.

He was summoned by his mother-in-law and forcibly nailed into this body.

Earlier in the village, he had been relying on the blood of Tai Sui to hang on to his life. The same was true for him now.

It’s just that I couldn’t feel it before, but now that I light the stove, I can clearly see it.

Lighting the stove didn't solve his problem, it just made it clear to him.

In other words, lighting the stove can solve the problem of always being troubled by evil spirits, but it exposes another problem.

Tai Sui, only by eating more Tai Sui can you make your fire burn brighter.

So he ate the Tai Sui dish sent by his mother-in-law without any leftover, and was embarrassed to look at Xiao Hongtang's resentful eyes.

After understanding the problem, I felt at ease.

After he finished eating the big bowl of Blood Tai Sui, the two steamed buns couldn't stand it anymore, so he thoughtfully walked back with the two steamed buns.

Unintentionally, he didn't notice the eyes of the teenagers around him. They were all attracted to him as he entered the door. They looked at the two big white steamed buns in his hand. Their eyes were a little straight, unsatisfactory, and their throats were rolling. Swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

Hu Ma was stunned for a moment before she realized that white-flour steamed buns are a good thing in this world.

Even this kind of slightly yellow, cold and hard steamed buns may not be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

Usually, when she follows the second master, she eats sweet potato and steamed corn porridge to satisfy her hunger. Her mother-in-law specially asked Xiao Hongtang to bring her blood to treat her illness.

But in addition to giving blood to Tai Sui, they also brought in two large white steamed buns, but I was worried that Hu Ma would not be able to eat well here.

The second master shook his head. He thought his mother-in-law sent Xiao Hongtang here for some big deal, but he didn't expect that he was just here to deliver food.

With a sigh, he said to Hu Ma: "Come here and continue learning the moves."

"These boys have been practicing for more than two years. If you want to keep up with them, you have to work hard."

"..."

"Second Master..."

Hu Ma subconsciously wanted to agree. She took a few steps forward and saw the teenagers in the field.

They didn't mind when they went out to meet Xiao Hongtang just now. They saw three or four teenagers in the middle. They were all covered in mud from beatings, sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and some even had bruises on their noses and faces.

It seems that this is the second master's method of teaching these teenagers to practice boxing and kicking. It is simple and direct.

Since you want to learn to fight, just fight more. The more you fight, the more you will understand.

But in his heart, he remembered his mother-in-law's words, sighed secretly, and said to the second master, "Should I stop learning now?"

"Um?"

The second master suddenly stared: "Everyone else is learning, why don't you?"

Because other people are energetic and have too much anger, they need this kind of vent. But I rely on Tai Sui to stay alive. Every little I use up is just a little. This kind of practice will only make me replenish the fire that I finally relied on Tai Sui, which is pointless. consumed...

When he first sent him here, his mother-in-law said that there was no need for him to learn boxing and that he could just light up the stove, so he didn't care too much.

It wasn't until this time that she asked Xiao Hongtang to send a message again to save her energy that she finally understood that her mother-in-law had known about her problem for a long time and was reminding herself...

Hu Ma thought silently that it would be better not to tell the second master about these problems.

Judging from the second master's previous reaction, we know that for him, his current state is beyond his understanding.

So he just said: "Xiao Hongtang just said something. My mother-in-law said that my injury is just right and I can't be tired."

"you……"

When he heard that it was his mother-in-law who said it, the second master was speechless, so he had to say: "Forget it, just find someone to teach you the moves."

As he spoke, he glanced at the young men, who were obviously not very interested.

The training style that the second master just mentioned was to catch a couple and fight. Even if the nose and face are bruised and swollen, it is still interesting. It is just a good way to vent your energy that has nowhere to go.

But when it comes to teaching the postures, it is a one-on-one pointing posture, which is boring and most boring. Coupled with Hu Ma's delicate appearance, these teenagers don't like it very much and are unwilling to come out to do his postures. master.

But a fat man raised his hand: "I'll come, I'll teach!"

"Fine!"

The second master glanced at the guy and waved his hands helplessly: "Zhou Datong goes over to teach. Teach well. If you don't learn well, you two will be punished together!"

"hey-hey……"

The fat boy named Zhou Datong came to Hu Ma excitedly and looked at the others fighting happily.

Hu Ma felt lazy and said, "Why don't you learn with them?"

"What's the point of learning?"

Zhou Datong sneered: "That's a beating!"

"After all, I am also the grandson of the clan leader. How can I inherit this village in the future if I am beaten like this by them every day?"

"..."

"The grandson of the patriarch?"

Hu Ma was in awe, but also felt a little surprised: "You are the grandson of the clan leader, and they still dare to beat you up?"

"My grandfather was beaten just because he was the clan leader..."

Zhou Datong said with a grimace: "People come here to learn from the second master how to worship Tai Sui, but I am not the one."

"I sent the second master here to learn the rules because my grandpa thought I was disobedient..."

"..."

"..."

"Be more ruthless, and be more focused...you kicked me in the crotch, didn't you see those two big crotches?"

The second master next to him was loudly reminding the young men who were fighting against each other, saying: "Don't be afraid of hurting anyone. There are few other things in our village. Black oil is everywhere."

"With your strength, you can heal any injury as long as you don't use a knife."

"So the harder you strike, the better. At this time, the harder you strike, the more ruthless you are. Only when it comes down to it can you beat others!"

"..."

Turning his head, he looked at Hu Ma and Zhou Datong, who were sitting on the side chatting blankly, neither twisted into a ball nor preparing to practice any moves.

I sighed helplessly: I thought this kid had changed his gender, but now I see that he is still too pampered.

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But from that day on, Hu Ma stayed with Er Ye.

This group of young people who are learning skills have a lot to learn and do every day here at Erye.

When I get up in the morning, I go for a run in the mountains. After I come back from the mountain run, I have to eat. After the meal, I have to lift stone pillars and practice postures, or patrol the woods with the second master to eliminate some weird evil spirits that breed around the village, or put up red paper. Warn others in the village.

When the sun turns to the west, it’s time to have the second meal. The food is similar to that in the morning, except that the piece of bacon pickled by Tai Sui in the porridge is missing.

In the evening, I often don't practice boxing.

While the sun was setting, I learned a few words with the second master, and occasionally listened to him talk about the rules of the world, customs, taboos, etc.

It didn't take long, but Hu Ma noticed it.

This second master was a man who traveled around the world when he was young. He was also literate and knew arithmetic. These young men of the same age were sent from the village to learn mining skills. Of course, what the second master taught them seemed to be more than being a miner. Just a little bit.

The money they earn from mining can last for three or four years at most, but their other skills can last a lifetime.

However, Hu Ma, who was aware of his physical problems and originally planned to act more sensible and diligent, gradually became a negative example among teenagers of the same age.

Others were running in the mountains every day, but he had to sleep until he woke up naturally. Others were lifting stones to exercise their bodies, while he sat in the yard and basked in the sun. Others were fighting for supremacy, but he was willing to be a salted fish.

Highlight one without curling.

Sometimes even the second master can't stand it anymore. Even if he says a few words to him, he will lose his interest in just one sentence.

My mother-in-law won't let me...

On the other hand, when teaching literacy and arithmetic, Hu Ma was much smarter than other teenagers of the same age. He could read words quickly and do arithmetic accurately and quickly. Even the second master was shocked and kept saying "what a pity" for such a smart head. , if only I was willing to suffer a little more, that would be fine.

But Hu Ma was also speechless. It was difficult not to stand out in this field...

The cultural principles of this world are actually quite similar to those of my previous life. There are some differences, but the vocabulary is slightly different. After all, I was a college student who failed the exam in my previous life.

In his eyes, the second master's cultural principles were at the level of a primary school student in his previous life, so he hardly had to learn them, he just needed to get used to them.

Of course, he usually had to keep it, otherwise he would ask the second master to sit down and tell them himself.

Unlike laziness in other areas, when it comes to lighting the stove, Hu Ma's progress during this period has been frighteningly fast.

From time to time, Xiao Hongtang would come over and bring meat to Hu Ma, which was all the best quality blood Tai Sui.

The second master is also a fastidious person. Although he feels that Hu Ma is not diligent in practicing Qigong, when his mother-in-law gave him a large piece of Qing Tai Sui, he still made it little by little for Hu Ma to replenish his body.

This makes Hu Ma's body roll every day, and every trace of heat is introduced into the stove.

If others are burning straw, corn and leaves, then he is burning the best charcoal every day in this furnace.

If someone else's practice of Qigong is lazy and lazy, it is just like covering the fire and slowly roasting it. But for him who practices Qigong diligently every day, it is like using a blower to blow hard.

This caused the fire in his body to become stronger and stronger, advancing at an alarmingly fast rate.