But he didn't wait long for Qin Siyang's eyes to close, and suddenly he let out a loud roar, which woke him up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The roar was too fierce, and Qin Siyang instinctively jumped off the bed. When he opened his hazy eyes, he looked for the sound and saw that the roar came from Master Feng Eleven, whom he had just worshiped yesterday.

In the haze, I feel that Feng Eleven at this moment is full of spirit.

On the other hand, his eyelids are so heavy that he can barely open them.

It was pitch black outside, and there was no light to be found inside.

Qin Siyang grunted dissatisfiedly, ignored his master, fell into bed one by one, and fell back to sleep.

But Feng Eleven didn't give the boy a chance to sleep again, and when he saw him fall back into bed, he made a big gesture and easily scooped up the boy whole. Then, with one hand, he strode out of the house.

Out of the terrace outside, without taking the stairs, carrying the boy, he jumped lightly and flew down the bamboo building.

It was dark, and the night before dawn, with no moon and no sun, was the darkest hour of the day.

But in the dark night, Feng Eleven's big eyes were bright, as bright as two transparent oil lamps. It seems that this dark night with no fingers in sight is of no use to him at all.

As soon as he jumped down to the ground, Feng Eleven shook his hand and threw the boy to the ground mercilessly.

With a 'bang', Qin Siyang fell to the ground heavily, he clenched his teeth in pain, and tried to stand up with both hands. But he was unguarded and fell hard, he only felt that his bones were about to break, and he couldn't exert any strength in his whole body, and he couldn't stand up at all.

Feng Eleven looked at the boy's fragile appearance, and let out two disdainful 'hums' from under his nostrils, strode forward and reached out to grab the boy, and lifted him up again.

"Wow-" Qin Siyang only felt the pain in his arm like a burning fire, and couldn't help but let out a miserable scream and stood up straight.

"Listen up, stinky boy, if you want to be someone's apprentice, you must first understand what is life, what is death, and what is life is better than death. ”

"Is life better than death?" Qin Siyang, who was still rubbing his elbow in pain, was stunned suddenly, stood still, and stared at Feng Eleven tightly with ink-like eyes.

"Yes, life is better than death. Feng Eleven said and looked up and laughed, laughing wildly, as if trying to penetrate the endless night.

Qin Siyang looked at Feng Shiyi, who was laughing wildly, and couldn't guess what was wrong with him for a while.

"Listen up, follow someone to learn martial arts, and the work and rest time must not be half a minute late. Otherwise, I will make you deeply understand what it means to live rather than die. Stopping the laughter, Feng Eleven immediately lowered his face and said coldly.

"Yes. Qin Siyang also sneered, although his body was still in pain, but his mind was instantly unblocked, he had faced death more than once, he was not a soft egg who fell down when he was frightened.

I only heard Feng Shiyi continue to say without any emotion: "Mao Shi is getting up, and then he walks for half an hour, practicing boxing for an hour, and then has breakfast." After breakfast, I was continuing to stand and practice boxing, and I must be wet enough to sweat for three layers, otherwise I am not allowed to eat. Lunch is eaten at one o'clock in the afternoon, and then the big knife is practiced and the gun is practiced. Dinner is eaten, and after dinner is practiced meditation and luck, and people go to bed at regular times. Did you hear me?"

Qin Siyang looked at it half-glancely and asked, "This schedule, isn't there any time to rest?"

"Why not," Feng Eleven sneered, "Eating and sleeping are the time to rest." ”

Qin Siyang raised his eyebrows, and his heart was clear.

"What, are you scared?" Feng Eleven laughed out loud again, laughing so loudly that all the surrounding bamboo forests rang out with a 'whoosh'.

The sky was still shrouded in darkness, but in the distance, the sun was slowly shining below the eastern horizon. With this bit of light, Qin Siyang saw Feng Shiyi's laughter hidden in the night, revealing bitterness.

"I'm not afraid. Qin Siyang replied.

"Not afraid?" Feng Shiyi paused and smiled, looking at the boy with interest, "Baby, you don't know the word 'not afraid', haha." Don't just have a hard mouth, you can't stand the crying nose when the time comes, the wind won't sympathize with you. ”

"I won't. ”

"Hehe, it's still hard-mouthed. Feng Shiyi laughed again, "Baby, do you understand what life is better than death?"

With these words again, Qin Siyang couldn't help but sneer again.

"Little baby, if you're afraid, just say it, don't be stiff. Feng Shiyi lowered his laughter, but the laughter he couldn't stop smelled like a ghost in the dark night, making people hairy, "That bull head and horse face is not a child's game." ”

Qin Si raised his eyebrows and tightened his eyebrows, and before he could answer, he suddenly heard an extremely gentle voice coming from the bamboo building.

"Brother Feng!" Han Qihai called softly, floating down from the bamboo tower, although the call was soft, it obviously had the intention of stopping.

Feng Shiyi looked back and laughed, "What's the matter, Han Tianming." Do you sympathize with this baby, regret shoehorning him into me as an apprentice, and now you want to come forward to stop it? Haha, it's late, he is now my apprentice, how to teach, someone has the final say, you can't care. ”

Han Qihai shook his head and said, "Brother Feng is wrong, Han Sanfei has the intention of stopping Brother Feng's disciples. Han San just wanted to explain, Brother Feng, don't underestimate this apprentice in front of you. Although he is still young, his experience of life and death will never be less than that of you and me. Therefore, from Han San's point of view, the words of life and death that Brother Feng Shicai said to him did not mean much at all, and this topic could not scare him. ”

"Oh, is it?" Feng Shiyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Siyang and asked, "Apprentice, you are good, you understand what life and death are at a young age. Come, tell Master, what is life and death?"

"No, I don't understand. Qin Siyang replied coldly, and called back the words of the two adults at once.

Feng Shiyi narrowed his eyes and looked at his apprentice again in the dark night, and only after a moment did he turn his head to look at Han Qihai and said, "Brother Tianming, Wa'er can say that he doesn't understand. ”

The corners of Han Qihai's mouth raised slightly, and he said lightly: "Such an answer shows that he understands." ”

"Are you playing some dumb riddles, Han Tianming?"

"Huh. Han Qihai chuckled.

Feng Shiyi looked at Han Qihai: "How much does Brother Tianming know about my apprentice?"

"Not much, just a little. ”

"A little bit, you can understand life and death?"

Han Qihai smiled: "This is enough. ”

Feng Shiyi snorted coldly: "I don't know if you forced this baby to Feng as an apprentice, for me, or for this baby? Hmph, understand life and death?

Han Qihai smiled faintly again: "Brother Feng, don't be too obsessed with this. ”

Feng Shiyi took a deep breath, looked at Han Qihai's annoying gentle smile in the dark night, and felt unhappy, so he didn't want to talk to him anymore, and turned his head back to his apprentice.

"I said baby, you have to think clearly," Feng Shiyi said defiantly, "If you are afraid, say it now, and Feng can teach you another way." Hmph, if you don't talk about it now, the next days are not what you can imagine. ”

Qin Siyang still had a cold face and replied: "I don't have anything to say, I just worshipped you as a teacher to learn martial arts, and I should obey your arrangements in everything." I will learn how you want to teach. ”

"Are you serious?"

"Yes!"

After a pause, he looked at the apprentice carefully, and then nodded after a while, and said with a smile: "Okay, although the kid looks pink, his temperament is hard enough." Haha, yes, yes, it's the sex that Feng likes. Okay, then let's say okay, the wind won't be polite. Hehe, look at the baby's qualifications, as long as he is really not afraid of suffering and has a good round, he will definitely be a well-known man in the future. Well, not bad!"

Although it was a word of praise, Qin Siyang was not happy when he heard it, he still had a gloomy face and looked at his master coldly.

He doesn't think much about what kind of suffering he will suffer. Since coming to the bamboo forest, all the changes he did not expect, even if he is powerless to change, then there is no other way but to accept it silently.

Because this was originally his life, and now it's just a different way and repeating it all over again. Such days, which have been passed since the day he was born, can no longer bring much impact to him.

Since he was a child, he has understood a truth, life is like this, and the future is either life or death. Even if you can't bear the road ahead, you have to endure it. The result of escaping can only be a dead end.

This is the truth taught to him by his mother, and his mother, in his past years, is the closest person in his life, but also a demon in his life.

Since Qin Siyang can remember, he has been set an extremely demanding study schedule by his mother. He must live according to this set form every day, step by step, without the slightest delay, otherwise what awaits him will be a hellish punishment.

And he has suffered such punishment more than once.

Feng Shiyi's schedule was nothing compared to his mother's. Because in the rules set by his mother, even eating is not considered a time to rest. When eating, every time he eats a bite or a dish, he has to memorize a related poem. And this poem, as long as you memorize a wrong word, even if others are hungry at that time, the following meal will never be eaten again. Many times, because he had memorized a wrong word, he was starved and fainted in front of a table full of sumptuous dishes.

No one dared to care, and his teacher could only sigh in vain about the result.

In Qin Siyang's short life memory, a sumptuous meal represents not delicacies, not food, but purgatory, a purgatory that makes people feel painful.