The warm quilt in the winter seems to always be not enough to sleep, and before I am ready to get up, the sun has climbed up three poles. But for hardworking people, the sunrise is always behind them, no matter what time of day.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on Fenghe Ranch in the morning, Ye Heng had already cut the horse grass for an hour, and sweat had already covered his little face.

Ye Heng waited with anticipation for what powerful martial arts the old stone could teach him, and he had made all kinds of conjectures, so he tossed and turned excitedly all night, and it was difficult to sleep. Even if he fell asleep, all that appeared in his dreams was his sassy and heroic posture of dancing with a knife and a gun.

But who would have thought that Lao Shi taught Ye Heng to practice martial arts on the first day, and he didn't teach a single move or a try, nor did he teach any exercises, but just took him to the warehouse where the horse grass was stored, handed him an ordinary long knife, and asked him to cut the horse grass. And set a standard for him to cut grass, all horse grass must be cut into small pieces of one inch, not a point long, not a millimeter short. And today, I have to cut all the horse grass in two carts!

This way of practicing martial arts made Ye Hengda disappointed, but since he promised the old stone, he only did it and didn't ask, although he was unwilling to do it in every way, Ye Heng still took the long knife and began to work hard. The two large cart grass are piled on the ground like a hill, and the horse grass that grows in Fengxin Prefecture has thick stems and tough stems, and it is not easy to cut. After an hour, Ye Heng's little thin arms were already tired and weak, especially his wrists, which had long been numb as if they were not his own, and the fingers holding the knife had long been unable to hold the knife that was not very heavy. At this time, an ordinary long knife seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it couldn't be held firmly or held steadily.

Especially those horse grass, when I first cut it was quite smooth, the further back I go, the more I feel like fine steel wire, how to cut it constantly. What makes Ye Heng most helpless is that every time the knife goes down, it must be cut enough to an inch, and the further back it goes, the more difficult it is to grasp this scale! Either the knife is unstable and deviates, or the grass can't be grasped firmly and gets out of his hand.

Ye Heng stopped and wiped the sweat from his head, drank a few sips of water, and finally felt better when he was thirsty. Stood up and walked outside, grabbed a handful of clean snow and put it in his mouth, the cool snow turned into water and moistened his throat, the feeling of fire in his throat and eyes was soothed a lot, a mouthful of snow turned into water and entered his body, Ye Heng exhaled a long breath, and spit out two words heartily, "Happy!"

Looking back at the horse grass that was still piled up, Ye Heng raised the knife again, grabbed a handful of horse grass, and continued to cut. Whenever he was tired and didn't have any strength, Ye Heng would go out and grab a few handfuls of snow and put them in his mouth, one was to quench his thirst, and the other was to cool down. This was repeated several times, and when it was time for the lunch meal, more than half of the horse grass finally became about an inch of horse feed.

"Ye Heng, it's time for lunch. "The old stone, which had disappeared all morning, finally appeared.

"Okay. Hearing the sound of the old stone, Ye Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief and agreed, but fatigue suddenly came, and he lay on the horse grass softly, unwilling to move.

"Ye Heng, stand up!" As soon as he lay down, he heard the angry roar of the old stone, Ye Heng shivered, and hurriedly got up before he had time to reply, looking at the old stone suspiciously and aggrievedly.

"Put the cut hay in two big baskets, hurry up!" the old stone pointed to the big bamboo basket in the corner.

Ye Heng didn't say a word, he moved the bamboo basket and loaded it, and after a while, the two big baskets were full.

"Look at these things you cut, how long they are, short and short! Don't you have long eyes? I asked you to cut an inch, an inch! Do you understand!" Looking at the different lengths of forage in the basket, the old stone was furious, "These don't count those that don't fit the size, and they will be cut again in the afternoon!"

Ye Heng's face was suddenly like ashes, his achievements in the morning were not recognized by the old stone, and in the afternoon, he had to re-cut two carts of horse grass, and his hands and feet immediately began to convulsions without listening to the command!

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go, go feed the horses with me!" The old stone picked up a bamboo basket, ignored Ye Heng, who was stunned alone, coldly threw down a sentence, and strode out. Ye Heng hadn't come before he could worry about the afternoon's affairs, he turned his head to look at the big bamboo basket that was shoulder-high, and he was already worried when he touched his head. At the end of the morning, he was already tired and exhausted, and he couldn't carry such a big basket of horse material on his back, so he could only drag it away.

But after a morning of hard work, Ye Heng no longer had much strength in his arms. Seeing that the old stone was getting farther and farther, Ye Heng gritted his teeth fiercely, tried all his strength, and finally dragged the bamboo basket away from the place. Ye Heng took a few long breaths, and finally took a deep breath, held his breath, and staggered and dragged the bamboo basket towards the old stone.

After resting several times along the way, when Ye Heng finally arrived at the stable where the old stone was, the old stone was already waiting, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and drinking a little wine. Seeing this scene, Ye Heng gritted his teeth with hatred and was speechless for a while. Knowing that he couldn't carry it, he didn't say that he would come over to help, but he actually drank here! Of course, this complaint could only be expressed in his heart.

"Follow me. Seeing Ye Heng enter the stable, the old stone put away the wine gourd, and without waiting for Ye Heng to take a breath, he picked up the bamboo basket and walked to the first horse. Ye Heng took a deep breath, and helplessly, squeezed out the only strength in his body and dragged up the bamboo basket.

There are ten horses in this stable, and they are all good horses, and all of them are very good. After a heavy snowfall, so many horses were killed and wounded, but these ten horses were not affected in the slightest, which shows that these horses must be very valuable. The people of the Fenghe Ranch would rather suffer from the cold and starvation themselves than suffer from the horses.

I saw the old stone walk to the first horse, sprinkle the horse material in the trough one by one, while putting the horse material, and while muttering something to the horse, from time to time raised his hand to touch the horse's head, hugged the horse's neck, and the horse still rubbed the old stone affectionately. Looking at all this, Ye Heng felt envious in his heart, if the horse could be so good to himself, how good it would be! Ye Heng couldn't say why, he always had an instinctive liking for horses.

In a few moments, the horses were fed. The old stone brought two buckets of water for the horses to drink. Looking at the horses of the gods, Ye Heng couldn't help but want to step forward and touch them, and the jujube red horse, who was drinking water, raised his eyes and looked at the little little thing in front of him, and lowered his head to continue drinking. Ye Heng cautiously raised his hand, quickly touched the head of the jujube red horse, and immediately retracted his hand. It's just that he patronized the excitement and nervousness, forgetting what it was like, just a silly music.

Seeing that the horses were all full of food and drink, Lao Shi took Ye Heng to the canteen of Fenghe Ranch. There are hundreds of people in Fenghe Ranch, each performing their own duties, usually busy with their own work, it is difficult to see each other, and only when they are eating, everyone can get together. Therefore, the time to eat is also the most lively time of Fenghe Ranch.

Fenghe Ranch has not been so lively for a long time! Since the disaster, all the hay and dry branches that can be burned have been used to feed livestock, so how can they be willing to burn fire to make food? Now the convoy of Xiangyunzhuang has not only brought grain and grass, but also fuel, and it has been a whole month, and the people of Fenghe Ranch can finally eat a steaming meal! Therefore, today, all the people in the ranch rushed to the canteen to eat, and a normal lunch, a simple conversation, was like a lively and lively party. Looking at everyone's happy smiles and chatting without barriers, it makes people feel heartfelt joy.

"How similar is this village to ours!" Ye Heng thought silently in his heart, "But, overnight, all gone, the village is gone, the relatives are gone, the master is gone, all of them are destroyed by those goddamn bastards!

Feeling Ye Heng's change in seconds, the old stone pulled up Ye Heng and left, found a corner where no one was there and sat down, but muttered in his heart, "The little guy is so murderous! What is it that can make such a young child have such a big grudge?"

At this time, Chu Tianxiao just entered the cafeteria, and after seeing the old stone, he walked over quickly, but stopped halfway through, and suddenly hesitated in his heart, that was the Martial King! I didn't know it before, but now that I know, I can't help but be a little restrained.

Seeing Chu Tianxiao's actions, the old stone frowned, a little displeased, and said sharply: "Stinky boy, don't come here yet!" Chu Tianxiao hurriedly ran over.

"Stinky boy, listen well, don't let me remind you a second time! The old stone is still the old stone before, remember? Don't pretend to be a grandson in front of me! If you still treat me as an old stone, drink this bowl of wine!" As he spoke, the old stone poured a bowl of wine and put it in front of Chu Tianxiao.

Chu Tian looked at the old stone with a smile, and suddenly laughed: "Drink! If you don't drink such a good wine, you are a fool!" After speaking, he raised the wine bowl with both hands, and poured it into his stomach with a gulp. "Good wine! Xingfen drunk or Xingfen drunk, old stone is still old stone, wine is still the original taste, people are still the original temperament, nothing has changed, good, good, good! Hahaha, happy!"

Afterwards, Chu Tianxiao put the bowl in front of the old stone and shouted: "Another bowl, another bowl! It's rare to be so happy today, have a good drink! Old stone, don't be petty!"

"Okay! I'll pour you another bowl. The old stone opened the wine gourd, poured a bowl full of it, and said: "It's okay to drink, God laughs, this wine can't be drunk in vain!"

"Old stone, you're not authentic! What's the matter? Drink some wine and talk about conditions?" Chu Tianxiao was a little puzzled and asked teasingly.

"Do you think that everyone can drink the wine of the old stone? The person I don't look down on the old stone is the emperor Lao Tzu, don't even want to drink a sip!" After a pause, the old stone's tone slowed down: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that this time I passed through the Blue Wolf Ridge, I picked up an orphan, it's him!" The old stone pointed to Ye Heng next to him, and then said: "His name is Ye Heng, I see that your sword skills have become small, how about you teach him in the time?"

"I thought what was the matter, no problem! But, I don't know if people are willing to learn?" Chu Tian agreed with a smile, but secretly pondered, let the Martial King not need it, but came to him, a little martial artist who had just advanced, this little guy should not be unhappy.

"Yes, I do!" Without waiting for the old stone to signal, Ye Heng hurriedly replied loudly. In fact, in the battle in the Blue Wolf Ridge Valley that day, the Red Flame Wolf King took Ye Heng to see it clearly. At that time, Chu Tianxiao was as strong as a dragon with a single knife, killing the enemy like a wind and clouds, and he was arrogant, Ye Heng had already moved, and now that he had this opportunity, how could he not want to? Besides, he was full of anticipation and wanted to learn some real skills from the old stone, how could he think that he would only let him cut the grass hard, he had long felt bored, and now that he had the opportunity to learn real martial arts, how could he not want to?

Seeing Chu Tianxiao smiling at the second bowl of wine, Ye Heng snatched the old stone's wine gourd and poured another bowl full, "This bowl of wine, I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha and pay tribute to Brother Chu! Thank you Brother Chu in advance, there will be a good reward in the future!"

"Good boy, it's enough for you to have this heart, I'll drink this wine!" he said, taking the wine bowl and drinking it in one gulp. In other words, Lao Shi's wine is not ordinary wine, usually let others drink one bowl at most, but now Chu Tianxiao has no food in his stomach, and he drinks three bowls on an empty stomach, even if he is a martial artist, he was drunk and lay down for a whole day and a night afterwards. However, the effect after waking up made him excited for three days and three nights!

After the meal, the people dispersed. Ye Heng went back to cut the horse grass, endured the exhaustion and gritted his teeth to persevere, when the afterglow of the sunset fell on the mountains in the west, Ye Heng finally cut the last handful of horse grass into horse feed. For a whole afternoon, Ye Heng cut very carefully, not seeking speed, only quality, and every knife went down, almost an inch. Gradually, he became familiar with this scale.

After dinner, return to the old stone house. The old stone asked Ye Heng to drink some water and rest first, but he walked out alone.

It didn't take long for Lao Shi to come back with a big wooden bucket, and then asked Ye Heng to boil water, and at the same time took out some herbs from his arms and let Ye Heng cook them together. When the herbs are boiled in boiling water to a dark green color, the potion is poured into a wooden barrel and the water continues to boil. After pouring two pots of boiling water into the wooden barrel, the old stone added some cold water to it, tested the water temperature, and asked Ye Heng to take off his clothes and soak in the wooden barrel.

Ye Heng was tired for a day, and when he soaked in hot water, he immediately felt a burst of comfort and indescribable happiness. Then Ye Heng sat cross-legged with his heart facing the sky, his heart had no distracting thoughts, and he silently recited the "Ying Xiang Zhen Sutra", and after a while, the dark green medicinal liquid began to slowly enter his body.

Seeing that the color of the medicinal liquid slowly faded, Lao Shi couldn't help but be a little surprised, "I originally wanted to pass on the exercises I practiced to this little guy, but it seems that it was too much." The exercises that this little guy is practicing must not be simple, and they are a little successful, but the speed at which he absorbs the effects of the medicine is too fast, right? Is the exercise too domineering, or is this kid too demonic?"

The old stone's surprise is not unreasonable, it is difficult for ordinary people to absorb one or two of the medicinal effects of medicinal baths, like Ye Heng, absorbing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, this is not an ordinary fast. Of course, this is just a small ability to practice qi and essence at the first level of the "Ying Xiang Zhen Sutra".

In fact, in the past, under the guidance of the old priest, Ye Heng also often used to soak in medicinal liquid, so today's familiar use of the "Ying Xiang Zhenjing" is just driven by the practice of qi and essence, and the effect is not the same.

Half an hour later, the original dark green medicinal liquid turned into clear water, and feeling that there was no trace of medicinal power in the medicinal liquid, Ye Heng withdrew from the exercises. When he saw the change in the water, even he himself was taken aback, but he was secretly surprised, this "Ying Xiang Zhenjing" was really powerful! Ye Heng could feel the entire process of absorbing the medicinal power, and he obviously felt that the red and white ball in the dantian was slightly solidified than before.

After that, Ye Heng took a bath happily, and after a bath, the whole person relaxed, as if the fatigue of the day had been taken away. Help Lao Shi clean up the house, and just don't know what to do, Old Man Shi didn't know where to take out a book to teach Ye Heng to read. But he didn't expect that Ye Heng could read it when he took it, but it saved Lao Shi a lot of heart.

Ye Heng has been learning calligraphy since he was a child, he loves to read, and he reads with relish after getting the book. Lao Shi didn't explain anything about the content in the book, but when Ye Heng encountered a word he didn't know, he pointed it out. An hour later, Ye Heng was still reading with great interest, but he didn't want to be taken away by the old stone, and said: "That's all for today, and I will read for an hour every day before going to bed, and I am not allowed to ...... Look more!" The old stone wanted to say, "Don't be lazy", but looking at Ye Heng's appearance, if he didn't stop it, he was afraid that he would be able to watch it all night, and when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't help but change his words.

Look at the meaning of the old stone, today's lesson is over. Tiredness hit, Ye Heng also felt sleepy, returned to his bed, and fell asleep beautifully with a smile on his face.